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Chapter Nineteen Hearts(1/2)

In the afternoon, Wang Ting's figure appeared in the training hall.

He has mastered the burial sword technique, but this sword technique has many disadvantages. What he wants to do now is not only to use this sword technique more proficiently, but also to repair the disadvantages of this sword technique. Even if it cannot be repaired, it must be covered up through other methods, so as to completely cultivate it to mastery, achieve great success, and reach the peak.

After practicing swords for a while, Wang Ting looked outside the training hall.

It has been more than an hour, and instructor Xi Ruojian has not arrived yet. She should have arrived early two days ago.

Just as Wang Ting's swordsmanship was a little paused, a girl who looked seventeen or eighteen years old came over, looked at Wang Ting and said, "Are you Wang Ting?"

"I am."

"It's like that. Because of something, Jing Feng, the fifth disciple of Dean Shang Ming, asked Superintendent Xi Ruojian to teach one of his cousins ​​Jing Yuan and teach him how to learn the Wanliu Fighting Sword. In the afternoon, the instructor Xi Ruojian explained the essence of swordsmanship to Senior Jing Yuan in the training hall in the north, so he can't come here to practice swordsmanship with you. Superintendent Xi Ruojian asked me to inform you that you can practice freely in the afternoon."

"Dean Shang Ming's fifth disciple..."

Wang Ting was silent.

It seems that the tutor Xi Ruojian has begun to slowly enter the circle of Dean Shang Ming’s disciples.

Compared to joining that circle and having a strong and extensive connection, it seems that it is not important to accompany a student from the same city to practice swordsmanship, even if the other party is a genius student.

"I see."

Wang Ting nodded.

"Then I'll leave."

The girl didn't stay in the training hall for too long and left quickly.

After the girl left, Wang Ting slowly adjusted his condition. Instructor Xi Ruojian did not have the obligation to accompany him to practice swords. It was already a great favor to teach him the burial skills of swordsmanship. He would not ask too much for the other party to do anything for him.

After adjusting his mentality, Wang Ting practiced his sword again.

After practicing for a while, his figure suddenly paused.

"The burial of swordsmanship is a swordsmanship that has great consequences and cannot be used as conventional swordsmanship. Moreover, I have not learned this swordsmanship for a while. Instead of spending a lot of research on this swordsmanship, it is better to first relive the swordsmanship I had in my previous life's swordsmanship practice world."

Wang Ting talked to himself.

Previous life...

There are two kinds of sword techniques that he relies on to become famous.

One is the sword technique of nine nine-nine swordsmanship, and the other is the sword technique of Zhou Tianxing.

The nine-nine sword technique is the return of all laws to one, and one sword breaks all laws. This sword technique has great advantages in the duel of the same level masters. It can predict that the enemy prophets will be saved if they attack them.

Zhou Tian’s sword fighting technique emphasizes the sword turning into stars. The sword is like a star river. It uses the sword as a formation. The sword moves can unconsciously introduce people into the Star Fighting Sword Formation. Even if they face an opponent who is slightly better than yours, they can use the mystery of the sword formation to erase its sharpness and defeat it.

But these two sword techniques...

As far as his situation is concerned, it is not suitable.

A master of the same level?

With his current ability, even without the 99-Remembering Sword Art, he can easily defeat any high-level warrior.

The same is true for opponents who are slightly better than him. If those high-level swordsmen who are too strong, if they really dare to use the Zhoutian Star Fighting Sword Technique, the opponent only needs to burst out his own strong power, one force will reduce ten times and use force to defeat people, and they can completely forcibly break his sword skills.

For a moment, Wang Ting's movements slowly stopped...

because……

In addition to these two sword techniques, he also knows another sword technique.

"I am the only one who has thirty-six swords!"

Only my thirty-six swords are the fastest swords in the world, the most outstanding swords in the world, and the most powerful swords in the world.

It is the supreme sword technique of the Dongtian Sword Sect where he was previously located!

"Dongtian Sword Sect... I am the only thirty-six swords..."

As Wang Ting recited these words, he became strangely silent.

At this moment, his thoughts seemed to have left his body and flew into the distance, flying farther and farther, as if he had crossed the barrier of time and space, and returned to the star with great technology, returned to the star with the end of the sword path, and returned to a scene twelve years ago...

...

That year...

He is only eighteen years old.

That year...

He is just the only true disciple of the Destroyed Sect and the Dongtian Sword Sect.

That year...

He shoulders the burden of revitalizing the Dongtian Sword Sect.

That year...

Only I have thirty-six swords. In the first stage, he has already reached the highest level.

...

Wang Ting was silent for a long time.

Even Ruosheng, the sword in his hand, gradually became silent at this moment.

...

"The world's number one swordsman!"

Wang Ting said, looking up at the ceiling of the training room with some murals carved.

but……

His mind was not on this ceiling at all.

"The world's number one..."

"I will do it!"

"Certainly!"

...

"Buzz!"

The sword sounds lightly!

At this moment, Wang Ting seemed to have completely entered a state of unity of human and sword. Every sword is natural, every sword is impeccable, every sword is perfect, and every sword is simple and ordinary.

At this moment, there was no one in the training hall, only a sword, only a living sword.

Only sword!

Only me is thirty-six swords!

Only the sword, only the heart, only me!

There are three major realms, each major realm corresponds to the twelve swords among the thirty-six swords.

...

Time passed quickly during the sword practice.

When the royal court was flowing and the first six of the thirty-six swords of the king's court were pierced in one breath, the afternoon was exhausted.

After taking a look at the training hall administrator who prompted that he had arrived at the time, Wang Ting took his sword away and walked directly outside the training hall.

Although the first six swords in the first stage of my Thirty-Six Swords are not perfect enough, he believes that as long as he is given a certain amount of time, he will be able to practice these swordsmanship to the peak sooner or later. After all, now he is equivalent to following the path he has taken before.

It's like a game that has passed the level. Play it again. Although those levels still exist, it will definitely not last long.

"Rong Court."

As soon as Wang Ting walked out of the training hall, Qin Qing's voice rang out.

"Um?"

"I just finished the class and wanted to see how you practiced. I didn't bother you."

Wang Ting looked at her and it was not difficult to see from some subtle points that she had been waiting outside for a while. She probably was afraid of disturbing her sword practice, so she did not enter the training hall.

"No."

"I must be tired after practicing sword for a day. How about I treat you to a meal?"

"Need not."

"Uh, okay, but when you order food, please find waiter No. 16 to order."

Wang Ting nodded because he didn't understand.

"Come on! I believe you will definitely be able to defeat Gongsun Su."

"I will."

After Wang Ting said that, he said goodbye to Qin Qing and went straight to the cafeteria.

After practicing the sword for a whole afternoon, it consumes a lot of physical strength and should be consumed tonic.
To be continued...
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