He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

As this thought came to his mind, Zhang Beixing suddenly felt as if the power in his body was actively flowing to his arms as he gripped the sword, and finally gathered in his hands and the sword body.

Here it comes... this feeling again!
It is this kind of mysterious and inexplicable state.

Will this sword be one with sword momentum?

Can you truly master the power of the sword?
Zhang Beixing didn’t know and couldn’t be sure.

He quickly calmed himself down and tried to stay calm.

He wanted to use this state that had finally come to him to gain careful insights and draw valuable experience from this sword.

He slowly raised the wooden sword in his hand high above his head, his eyes still closed.

He could feel the location of the stone slab and knew where the wooden sword in his hand would strike.

He could also feel more and more power gathering in his hands, and the wooden sword in his hand seemed to be urging him to swing down.

That’s right, it was this state, and it was at this moment that the wave was swung.

The opportunity is fleeting, and there is no chance for Zhang Beixing to hesitate.

Without any hesitation, he held the wooden sword in both hands and swung it down with the force of thunder!
I saw that the ordinary wooden sword actually had a faint afterimage in the air at this moment, and the sword body was condensed with an indescribable and indescribable terrifying explosive power. The momentum of smashing and destroying everything was tightly wrapped, and it slashed towards the stone slab with lightning speed!

In an instant, the wooden sword fell on the stone slab, but did not cut down, and stopped there.

There was no sound, and no change at all. Everything seemed to be still and solidified, and time was frozen at this moment.

At this moment, Zhang Beixing stood up and put away his sword.

His eyes were calm and his expression was relaxed and composed as he stared at the stone slab quietly.

In the next second, a crack suddenly appeared on the stone slab out of nowhere, an extremely smooth crack.

Then, the slab of stone broke into two pieces without a sound and fell onto the soft ground.

The cuts on the two pieces of stone slabs were extremely smooth, as if they had been cut by a high-speed cutting machine.

The audience in the live broadcast room immediately exploded, and countless barrages covered the entire screen.

"I slowly typed a question mark. How did the host...how did he split the stone slab?"

"Just now, the wooden sword was placed on the stone slab, and then, the stone slab cracked?"

“Fuck, the host’s special effects are getting stronger and stronger! OK, OK, it seems that the host has secretly made efforts in places we can’t see.”

"The anchor has not forgotten his original intention and has also improved the special effects. It's awesome."

"That sword move just now did seem quite interesting. Regardless of whether it was true or not, the sword move just now by the host seemed to have the flavor of a swordsman in a movie or TV show."

The host's bold words: "This sword will definitely open your eyes! Watch it, haha, isn't it too childish?"

If coupled with the host's words, the live broadcast effect will undoubtedly be a blast!

The users were so enthusiastic that rocket gifts soared into the sky in the live broadcast room. Prompt messages were like stars. Countless new viewers poured in, feeling confused by the barrage of comments that filled the screen.

Zhang Beixing paid no attention to this; his entire attention was focused on the broken stone slab.

He took a step forward, picked up the slate, and examined the smooth and flawless surface. The shock and astonishment in his heart surged like a tide, but he suppressed it.

Even he himself was surprised by this sword.

He had never expected that this sword could achieve such a level.

If people were to tell others that they could chop a stone slab with a wooden sword and make a smooth cut, they would probably be mocked by all those who practice sword skills and think it was a special effect.

After all, no one in the long history can match this achievement, of course, except for film and television works.

Zhang Beixing stood up slowly, stared at the wooden sword in his hand, and then looked at his hands.

Sword power, is it done?

He has not yet made up his mind.

Because he wasn't sure if he could do it again.

The sword force, this illusory yet seemingly real thing, after swinging the sword, he no longer felt anything.

Everything that just happened seemed like a dream.

However, what Zhang Beixing could be sure of was that he had already gained a preliminary glimpse of the mystery of sword moves.

All the strength of his body gathered in his hands and poured into the sword. The terrifying aura contained in the sword was most likely the sword aura he had been looking for.

At the same time, his understanding of sword moves also reached a new level.

Different from sword energy, sword momentum is a kind of momentum, which is the powerful momentum generated after swinging the sword.

And sword energy, according to Zhang Beixing's current understanding, is the airflow around the sword body.

To put it simply, all actions of raising and swinging the sword will affect the surrounding airflow, turning the airflow for your own benefit and allowing the airflow to surge as the sword is swung.

Since the sword is limited in length, the attack range is also limited.

But if you have sword energy, you can attack targets outside the range of the sword.

This is the explanation in film and television works, but Zhang Beixing’s understanding of sword energy is slightly different.

Sword Qi is the flow of air.

The airflow itself is powerless, has no explosive power, no destructive power, nothing at all.

It is light and ethereal, can be touched, inhaled into the body, and fills every corner of the air.

However, it cannot attack directly.

Only with the blessing of sword force, can the breath of crushing and destruction be integrated into the airflow, allowing the airflow to accommodate the sword force, and the sword force to merge with the airflow, then the sword energy can be truly formed!
Of course, it doesn't mean that if you practice sword moves well, sword energy will come naturally.

That is impossible.

But since he has already gained a preliminary understanding of the sword's power, he also has a corresponding understanding of the cultivation of sword energy.

After sorting out his inner feelings, Zhang Beixing took a deep breath and turned to face the live broadcast room: "Everyone, I have done what I promised you. Even though it is just a stone slab, you also know how hard the stone is."

"Of course, if I'm asked to chop a big rock, that might not be possible. So, let's stop here for now. Next, I'll practice the wooden sword for a while, and then it's time for the flying needle session that everyone likes."

After briefly introducing the content of the next live broadcast, Zhang Beixing no longer paid attention to the barrage in the live broadcast room and continued to practice on his own.

In the following live broadcast time, he used the wooden sword to cut two stone slabs and several stones. After destroying three wooden swords, he began to practice flying needles.

After the live broadcast ended, he was pleasantly surprised to find that his live broadcast income for that day had reached a staggering 38967 yuan!
The income of this day was almost equal to the total of the previous week. How could he not be happy?

Thinking about having a good meal tonight, he pondered a key question while packing his things.

He looked at the wooden sword in his bag and frowned.

During this period of time, he has been practicing with a wooden sword. Although he can already cut stones, a wooden sword is different from a real sword after all.

One is made of wood and the other is made of iron. The swinging action, the strength required, and the feeling of holding are all completely different.

How about...give up the wooden sword and start practicing with the iron sword?
With this idea in mind, he packed up his things faster and went down the mountain to go home before the sun set completely.

…In the Guanhai Community, Liang Yuzhu looked at the live broadcast room which had gone black, her eyes full of confusion and astonishment.

She clearly saw Zhang Beixing effortlessly chopping off a stone slab with a wooden sword in the live broadcast room.

It's just a wooden sword!

How is it possible to cut the stone? She was puzzled.

"Yuzhu, I'm back."

At this moment Liang Shaoke came in panting, took off his coat with a tired face and threw it casually on the sofa.

Liang Yuzhu quickly ran to her father and said, "Dad! Zhang Beixing has started practicing sword skills again!"

Upon hearing the name, Liang Shaoke immediately perked up and blurted out, "What did Zhang Beixing do again?"

He still vividly remembered the scene where Zhang Beixing had filed a report at the police station. His unparalleled flying needle skills had surpassed their cognitive limits and broken the limits of human beings, achieving something that was simply impossible.

Now, everyone in the police station would subconsciously shudder whenever the name Zhang Beixing was mentioned, and would naturally recall this incident in their minds.

Liang Yuzhu took a deep breath and widened her eyes: "He has started practicing sword again recently and can already cut stones with a wooden sword!"

Upon hearing this, Liang Shaoke breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, we already knew about this."

After completing the registration for Zhang Beixing, their police station has been paying attention to Zhang Beixing's live broadcast room, and they had indeed known that Zhang Beixing was practicing sword a long time ago.

Liang Yuzhu was stunned: "So you already knew that he used a wooden sword to cut the wooden stick?"

Liang Shaoke nodded and said calmly: "We know and have watched the video."

Then he added: "If it was anyone else we might have doubts, but if it was Zhang Beixing we all believed he could do it."

Then he muttered, "After all, that flying needle technique is so damn strong."

Liang Yuzhu narrowed her eyes with a strange expression: "Then you have also seen the video of him chopping stones with a wooden sword?"

Liang Shaoke suddenly paused and turned to look at his daughter in astonishment: "Wooden sword...cut through stone?"

Liang Yuzhu breathed a sigh of relief and handed the phone to her father, then clicked the play button: "Look."

Liang Shaoke quickly grabbed the phone and started reading it impatiently.

The video is exactly what Zhang Beixing did in today’s live broadcast, the part where he used the wooden sword in his hand to cut the stone slab.

After watching the video, Liang Shaoke took a deep breath and was secretly surprised.

It’s been a few days since I last paid attention to Zhang Beixing’s live broadcast room, and this kid is now able to cut a stone slab with a wooden sword?
So scary...

But it's no wonder that Zhang Beixing's flying needle...

"Dad, is Zhang Beixing going to report to the police station again?" Liang Yuzhu asked cautiously.

Liang Shaoke thought about it for a moment and shook his head: "If it's just this level, it's not up to the level of filing."

This is indeed the case. The police station has strict requirements for things that need to be filed. Not everyone needs to file and not everything needs to be filed.

For example, Zhang Beixing has not yet reached the filing level after practicing to this level.

Seeing his daughter's confused face, Liang Shaoke explained: "He registered the flying needle because its lethality is too strong. He can kill people with just a wave of his hand, so it must be registered."

"But no matter how powerful the sword is, it's not that special, unless he can do something like the sword sweeping across like in martial arts novels or movies. But how is that possible? What's more, he is practicing with a wooden sword."

At the end, even Liang Shaoke himself laughed.

If practicing sword skills needs to be registered, then wouldn't the police station be filled with martial artists?

Also, chefs use knives. Do they need to register them as well?

outrageous.

Liang Yuzhu finally breathed a sigh of relief but was also secretly worried.

After all, Zhang Beixing has already registered once. If he needs to register again for practicing sword skills... wouldn't he become a frequent visitor to the police station?
Liang Shaoke waved his hand: "Okay, don't worry about Zhang Beixing for now. Let's think about what to eat tonight. I have to review tonight, so I'll leave Dad's dinner to you."

"Okay, then I'll make my specialty, Qingshui Slim."

"… Never mind, I'll do it."

The next day, on Fenglan Mountain, at the Great Wall.

Zhang Beixing was carrying a bag on his back, holding a sword in his hand. The scabbard was completely black, and there was a dragon wrapped around the hilt. The yellow sword tassel swayed with his movements.

He searched all over the city for this sword, and finally found it in a historic shop.

The name of the sword is [Ask].

For the sake of this sword, Zhang Beixing's small treasury shrank significantly. Nearly a quarter of his savings, converted into cash, would be close to 50,000 yuan!

This can be said to be his largest expense in recent years, or even in the past few years.

However, Zhang Beixing did not regret it for too long.

After all, how can one always rely on a wooden sword for sword practice?

If this continues for a long time, it will be difficult to improve your sword skills.

Just like yesterday, after the wooden sword cut through the stone slab, he felt vaguely that his swordsmanship seemed to have reached a bottleneck.

After careful consideration, he felt that the problem might be with the wooden sword.

So he made up his mind and spent a lot of money to buy this real sword.

He looked around at the empty Great Wall and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it is not the peak tourist season now, and the Great Wall in Fenglan City is not very famous, so usually only people from this city come to visit.

Therefore, except for holidays, there are few people here.

Today, he chose to broadcast live here.

Zhang Beixing found a flat place, put down his sword, and began to pack his luggage.

Soon, he set up the tripod and opened the live broadcast room.

Looking at the nearly 3,000 people pouring into the live broadcast room, he held up his phone and showed the surrounding scenery while saying, "Everyone, today I changed the live broadcast scene and came to the Great Wall."

[The host is amazing. He can even practice swordplay on the Great Wall. Wait, why does this Great Wall look wrong? Why is there no one here? ]

[The Great Wall is not only in Beijing, but also in many other places. ]

[Indeed, and the Great Wall under the host's feet does not look like the Great Wall of Beijing, but more like the Great Wall of other places, more remote.]

[So that's how it is. No wonder no one is here. But what new tricks will the host come up with today? ]

Looking at the comments in the live broadcast room, Zhang Beixing smiled and said, "Indeed, the Great Wall here doesn't have as much traffic as the Great Wall in Beijing. Usually, no one comes here, so this is a good opportunity for me."

Then, he placed his phone on a tripod and picked up the newly purchased [Ask]. (End of this chapter)