Way of Choices

He was silent for a while, and took another step forward.

The slightly cold mountain breeze brushed the hair in front of his face and then fell.

The fierce and invisible sword intention, born with the wind, arrived silently.

This time, he was silent for a longer time.

He needs to make a choice, whether to contend with the starry condensed star field in the three hundred and sixty-five auras, or to fight with swords.

In the end, he chose the latter.

Because Su Li is his teacher in Kendo.

Today, of course, he must use Kendo to challenge the opponent, so that he can count as a qualified answer.

Countless sword intentions left the scabbard and came to the top of Yaping.

Those swords have different flavors and seem to be a bit confusing, but the magic is that there is no conflict with each other, but they seem to be extremely harmonious.

Looking at the scene, Gou Hanshi moved slightly, and his eyes were filled with admiration.

Chen Changsheng's swordsmanship is even higher, but the sword theory is still not as good as Su Li's refinement, and it is difficult to beat the opponent in terms of quality.

So he chose to use quantity to make up for the lack of quality.

This may seem ordinary, but careful thinking is extremely unusual.

Apart from him, who else in the world can have so many swords at the same time, and can control it so freely?

Suddenly there were countless slight frictions on the cliff.

The mountain breeze disappeared suddenly, but the vines on the stone wall swayed.

Ivy, who has lived with Jianyi for hundreds of years, has never been attacked by Jianyi, but at this moment they all broke and fell.

Obviously nothing can be seen, but before the stone wall, it seems that countless swords are fighting silently.

Countless swords are intended to do the most subtle contests in a very small range.

The breath between heaven and earth all became enlightened, and the sky suddenly became darker.

Chen Changsheng walked before Qingteng.

Pieces of vines shattered, revealing the entrance to the stone wall channel.

Without any hesitation, he walked in like this.

The sword fighting continued behind him, and numerous cracks and white turbulence appeared in the air at the entrance of the stone wall channel, obscuring the picture inside.

A moment later, the sword wall in the stone wall masterpiece.

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The stone wall channel is very narrow, the sky is cut into a line above the extremely high, Chen Changsheng walks in the middle, the vision is a bit dark.

Straight sword marks are everywhere on the stone wall, both ends are very thin, the middle is slightly thicker, it looks very round, but it is extremely sharp.

Each sharp sword mark represents a sword intention.

Those sword intentions emerged from the stone wall, slashing sternly towards Chen Changsheng's face, and at the same time invading towards his ghost house and the sea of ​​knowledge.

Chen Changsheng did not have any confusion, his footsteps were extremely stable, and the sword was in front of him, he was about to raise his eyebrows, like an iron chain.

It was the third sword Su Li taught him-the stupid sword.

The center of gravity of this sword head, with Chen Changsheng's perseverance and calmness in his hands, is really rock-solid.

There were countless crisp sword sounds in the stone road, sounding like two swords colliding non-stop.

Chen Changsheng's eyes were full of straight swords, and there were splashes of sparks everywhere on the edges of the sword, and dozens of new sword marks were instantly added to the stone walls on both sides.

His sword blocked the visible sword intention, but could not stop the invisible sword intention from invading the body.

As he went deeper into the stone road, the sense of Senran became more and more cracked, especially when the sea of ​​knowledge had already produced countless turbulence, and then was cut into foam by those swords.

As these bubbles appeared and died out, his eyes began to feel a tingling sensation, and the cut on the body skin was even clearer.

These swordsmanships are the real test. People who are not determined and have a clear mind can't bear it.

Chen Changsheng crossed the sword ahead and continued to walk forward.

The entrance of the tunnel is extremely narrow, and then gradually widens, but this does not mean that it is easier to walk. Instead, the sword marks on the stone wall are becoming denser and denser, and the sword spirit is more and more majestic, and the sword spirit is also getting more and more. The more scary, the more frightening is that some kind of connection between the sword marks will gradually form, which will come one after another.

A sword mark is a sword, if it can be connected, it is a set of sword moves.

It was at this time that Chen Changsheng really began to face Su Li's practice of Kendo.

The incomprehensible sword spirit overflowed from the stone wall, covering the sky above the head and the emerald color in the distance in front, like the ocean of Wang Yang.

Chen Changsheng's body shook slightly, almost unsteady, and his face became pale for a few minutes.

If it hadn't been for him to have experienced the sharpening of the sword-inspired ocean in the Tibetan sheath of the sword front many times, I'm afraid it was already defeated at this moment.

How can I cross this mighty ocean of swords? How can we break Su Li's sword moves?

Chen Changsheng listened attentively to the dense sound of sword intrusion, quietly watching the cracks cut by the sword in the air, perceiving the subtle changes in sword intent.

As usual, his eyes were still as clean as a stream, without any dust, reflecting the flowing clouds in the sky and passing the sword light between the clouds.

His sword was no longer horizontal, but it stretched straight in the air.

Stupid sword can only defend, how can we break the sword trick left by Su Li? Of course, you can only use sword moves.

A sword light tears the air and smashes a sword gas falling from the sky. That is the Linguang sword of the Heavenly Taoist Academy.

Several sword flowers trembled between the mountain breezes, blocking Haitian's sword falling from above the slope.

The sword shadow is divided into thirteen ways, each of which is a willow branch. It looks weak but extremely tough. If you fall into the mountain, you can bear it.

There are also flowers, brocades, ghosts, rocks, and swords.

These are all swordsmanship from the mountains, and of course you can break your swordmanship from the mountains.

There is also the downhill stick and the real sword of the National College of Education. He is the Pope and the dean of the National College of Education. He has his own sacred meaning.

It's like when I saw Xu Yourong's great sword on Naihe Bridge.

Chen Changsheng showed off all the swordsmanship he had learned in his life.

The sword light illuminates the dark stone wall channel.

Countless famous, or unknown, or extremely partial sword moves appeared in his hands.

Time passed slowly.

Chen Changsheng held the sword forward, not knowing how long it had passed, and finally came to the back of the Shibi Passage.

Even if there were countless sword lights covering and the sword was dazzling, he could see the green valley outside the passage clearly.

However, it seems that we can only get here.

He used all the swordsmanship he had in his life, and still failed to break all the sword moves on the stone wall.

It was not until this time that he wanted to understand one thing.

When it comes to the cultivation of Kendo, it can be said that there are few people who are taller than him, and no one has more sword skills than he knows.

But today he is facing Su Li. Su Lihui has more swordsmanship than him, and his swordsmanship is more powerful than he knows.

Su Li is his teacher in Kendo, how can he beat each other on the way?

Chen Changsheng stopped and lowered his sword.

Those swordsmen felt his mood and stopped attacking, hanging in the air between the stone walls quietly, waiting for his decision.

Exit or move on.

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