Sword Light
Although Ji Boying had mastered the Ambidexterity Technique, he never fought with Zhou Botong. Zhou Botong could only pester Guo Jing to practice with him every day.
Ji Boying sat under a flower wall in the courtyard every day.
He sat cross-legged, holding the ordinary iron sword in his arms.
Zhou Botong and the others had no idea what Ji Boying was up to.
But seeing Ji Boying so focused and single-minded every day, I didn't dare to disturb him.
But today's situation is different.
The iron sword that he used to hold in his arms every day was drawn from its sheath today.
Ji Boying gripped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, the long sword resting horizontally on his knee, while his left hand gently stroked the spine of the sword.
His right sleeve fluttered gently from time to time, clearly indicating the flow of internal energy.
"I have now mastered the Five Great Mountains Swordplay, the Quanzhen Sword Technique, and the Peach Blossom Island Swordplay. My success is now at hand."
After meditating for several days, Ji Boying had already perfected all the sword techniques in his hand.
The Five Great Mountains Swordplay, the Quanzhen Sword Technique, and the Peach Blossom Island Swordplay are now indistinguishable, having reached the pinnacle of their techniques.
Having spent so much time and effort practicing so many sword techniques, his current level of swordsmanship and skill should have surpassed the Soft Sword realm of Dugu Qiubai.
Any sword technique or move can be combined at will, and one sword can strike in all directions.
In terms of martial arts Ji Boying can be considered the best in the world, and in terms of swordsmanship, he is naturally already the best in the world, but Ji Boying is not satisfied with just this level.
The powerful and pure Purple Mist True Qi within his body surged forth.
It is transmitted to the sword and transformed into pure sword intent.
A gleaming iron sword seemed to have been dyed purple.
Paired with the slightly faded, sun-dried hair ribbon, it actually looked quite refined.
The purple aura on the sword sometimes deepened to almost turn black, and sometimes weakened, becoming a thin layer like the rosy mist on the horizon.
Amidst the magnificent transformations, the sword intent became increasingly solid.
The cluster of roses beside Ji Boying seemed to be startled by the sword intent. Plants fear the sharpness of weapons, and an invisible force caused the roses to no longer face the morning sun, but instead seemed to huddle together and stick to the shady side of the wall.
The Purple Mist True Qi had flowed through the sword countless times.
The flower shadow beside Ji Boying had already shifted halfway.
The magnificent sunrise turned into a blinding white light, and the bright sun hung in the sky, scorching the earth.
Despite the intense sunlight, that touch of purple could never be concealed.
Suddenly, it was as if a silver bottle had shattered.
A ray of purple light pierced through the bright sunlight.
The iron sword emitted a faint hum.
The flower shadow beside Ji Boying broke into two pieces.
A bright red rose detached from its branch and fell at Ji Boying's feet.
The cut is smooth, with hardly any burrs visible.
Ji Boying sat down on the ground and raised the iron sword in his right hand.
With a flick of his wrist, he executed the Immortal Points the Way, placing the sword flat with the tip pointing forward.
A purple beam, about a foot long, extended from the tip of the sword.
It moves in and out uncertainly, like a long snake stretching and contracting unpredictably.
Ji Boying swept his long sword diagonally downwards, a flash of purple light, chillingly sharp, and the fierce sword light seemed to disappear into the ground with a hiss.
The front half of the sword, which was in contact with the ground, was directly inserted into the ground.
Huang Yaoshi laid a thick layer of bluestone slabs in the courtyard, but they were like tofu in the face of the purple Sword Light, showing no resistance or collision whatsoever.
It was easily sliced open by the Sword Light.
Ji Boying struck the ground with his left palm.
His body, which was sitting cross-legged on the ground, rose into the air and leaped three zhang high.
He wielded his longsword with unrestrained skill, effortlessly employing countless sword techniques, the air constantly whistling with each strike.
The purple light flashed continuously, transforming into a series of sword curtains in the air, as if the air itself was being sliced apart by Ji Boying's Sword Light.
Zhou Botong, Guo Jing, Huang Rong, and others who were practicing martial arts elsewhere all seemed to sense this chilling and astonishing Sword Qi.
They exchanged surprised and uncertain glances, then ran towards this side at the same time.
Upon reaching the courtyard gate, one could see a purple light shimmering within the courtyard, with Sword Qi swirling like dragons within six feet of Ji Boying, invincible and unstoppable.
The sound of the air being torn apart filled them with dread.
Each time the purple light flickered in and out, it felt as if a venomous snake's long fangs had pierced their hearts, causing them to feel a sudden, visceral palpitation.
Among the four, Zhou Botong was the most skilled, followed by Guo Jing, and only the two of them could see Ji Boying's movements clearly.
That foot-long purple Sword Light wasn't actually that long.
Ji Boying also intentionally controlled the Sword Light to move with him, instead of turning it into Sword Qi, which shot out wildly in all directions like Empty Palm Strike.
But it was this foot-long Sword Light paired with a three-foot-long sword that was shrouded in a hazy purple hue.
The purple aura emanating from it seemed to cover the sky, blocking out the midday sun from reaching the entire courtyard.
The entire courtyard, about four zhang square, was shrouded in Sword Light, and the chilling sword intent sent shivers down one's spine.
It was precisely because Ji Boying's swordsmanship was so exquisite and his movements so fast that his swords could reach all directions around him.
The exquisite sword moves flowed in succession, and wherever the sword went, purple light pulsed continuously.
Zhou Botong and the others were stunned by the imposing presence and marveled at the exquisite swordsmanship. They stood there dumbfounded at the entrance of the small courtyard for a full quarter of an hour before watching Ji Boying gracefully sheathe his sword and stand there.
"What amazing swordsmanship! What incredible Sword Qi!"
Zhou Botong led the astonished Guo Jing, Huang Rong, and Ying Gu into the courtyard.
He stared wide-eyed, his bright eyes hidden beneath his long eyebrows.
He kept praising it.
But this time, Zhou Botong didn't insist on learning it.
Zhou Botong could tell that while the Sword Light that shot out was very interesting, it required extremely profound internal strength and very high swordsmanship.
If they really wanted to learn this move, they only needed to continue practicing the Pure Capital Purple Minor Divine Skill that Ji Boying taught them, and then focus on practicing the Quanzhen Sword Technique for about twenty years, and they would be able to unleash Sword Light of two or three inches.
Although Zhou Botong liked martial arts, he used his fists and feet far more often than his sword.
He might not enjoy practicing swordsmanship for twenty years, so he didn't pester Ji Boying to learn from him.
Huang Rong and the others were all amazed to see that the half-foot-thick bluestone floor of the small courtyard was covered with deep sword marks.
The large bluestone, measuring three feet square, was cut into four or five pieces.
Such a thin iron sword, not a divine weapon, is so easily made, which is naturally amazing.
The Sword Light, which was about a foot long, was undeniably sharp.
"Sigh, it's a pity we're still a little short."
The sword marks that displayed the power of the Sword Light could only elicit a few sighs from Ji Boying.
"With this level of power, what's missing?"
Guo Jing and Huang Rong naturally did not understand.
"The Sword Light flickers and changes, but it is still unstable. Otherwise, it wouldn't have left so many sword marks on the ground. This is a sign that the Sword Qi is overflowing, but this is not something that can be achieved overnight."