Sword Realm!

Chapter 14: Sword Realm!

Jun Changxiao crushed the Insight Talisman and looked at the Sword Manual again, his heart filled with immense joy. The obscure sword formulas and bizarre sword stances that had been incomprehensible before were suddenly clear to him!

What was even more exaggerated was this.

The characters printed on the Sword Manual seemed to come alive, transforming into streams of light that merged into his Sea of Consciousness, where they began to arrange and evolve on their own.

"Swish!"

Jun Changxiao memorized the sword stances on the first page, flipped to the second, and once those were imprinted in his Sea of Consciousness, he began flipping to the third, fourth, and fifth pages...

Seeing him flip through the Sword Manual as if he were just glancing at flowers while riding a horse, the martial artists from various sects wore expressions of astonishment.

A Sword Manual is different from a standard Martial Technique; one must memorize the sword formulas first, then the sword stances. By scanning through page after page like that, it would be difficult to even remember the formulas, let alone the movements of the stances!

Was he choosing to give up because it was too difficult to comprehend?

"Shoo!"

Just at that moment, the first stance of the Nine Wave Sword Style fully evolved within Jun Changxiao's Sea of Consciousness.

"Qianqian."

He closed the Sword Manual and said, "Bring me a sword."

"Clang!"

The sword left its scabbard and was handed over.

Jun Changxiao took it from Lu Qianqian and flicked his wrist lightly.

"Shoo—"

The three-foot-long blade drifted through the air, creating a visible ripple of airflow.

The fact that he formed a ripple of airflow during the sword swing meant that he had already grasped the first stance of the Nine Wave Sword Style!

How is that possible!

The martial artists from various sects, who had been waiting to see a joke, saw the rippling airflow, and their expressions froze.

The Cangshan Sect Elder was stunned.

What he cared about wasn't the wave-like airflow; what he cared about was that from the moment the boy started comprehending the Sword Manual to the moment he skillfully executed the first stance, it hadn't taken much time at all!

Yes.

Not long at all.

Calculating by Earth time, it had only been one minute.

For many people, one minute isn't even enough to go to the bathroom and take off their pants, yet Jun Changxiao had already mastered it.

"Impossible!"

The Cangshan Sect Elder secretly denied it.

As a peak Martial Master, even if he were to practice such a Low-grade Martial Technique, he could be certain of success, but it would never be this fast!

Unless... he had practiced it before!

"Swish!"

Jun Changxiao pivoted his feet, retracted his arm, and swung the sword again.

"Hum!"

A second ripple of airflow appeared, connecting seamlessly with the first. This was the second stance of the Nine Wave Sword Style, and the time taken to comprehend it was one minute and five seconds!

At that moment.

The martial artists from various sects dropped their jaws.

Are you kidding me!

How could this trash Iron Bone Sect leader comprehend the second stance of the Nine Wave Sword Style in just a few breaths!

Patriarch Li wore an expression of disbelief.

He remembered clearly that back then, it had taken him five full days to comprehend the second stance!

How did this guy do it?

Or could it be that he had already practiced the Nine Wave Sword Style and was just pretending he hadn't?

He and the Cangshan Sect Elder were thinking the same thing.

Any normal martial artist would think this way; after all, comprehending the first two stances of the Nine Wave Sword Style in such a short time was absolutely impossible!

Sorry.

With the enhancement of the Insight Talisman, Jun Changxiao had truly done it.

"Swish!"

He swung his sword again, and a third ripple of airflow condensed, carrying the momentum of the previous two.

This was the third stance of the Nine Wave Sword Style, and it took him one minute and ten seconds!

In other words.

The martial artists from various sects present had only blinked a few times, yet Sect Leader Jun had already fully comprehended the third style and was using it with proficiency!

Terrifying, truly terrifying!

Li Qingyang's eyes gleamed as he thought to himself, The Sect Leader's speed of comprehension is more than ten times faster than mine. It seems I really followed the right person.

Lu Qianqian, meanwhile, thought, To be able to comprehend it this quickly, the Sect Leader's spiritual roots must be even higher than Junior Brother's.

"Swish!"

"Swish!"

Jun Changxiao was immersed in executing the sword technique; layers of waves surged forth, stacking upon one another to increase their power, resembling a continuous, endless tide.

Wave after wave, layer upon layer—this was the origin of the name Nine Wave Sword Style!

"Swish!"

Jun Changxiao swung his sword again, and as the waves formed, seven layers of surging waves had already gathered on the Training Ground.

He had comprehended up to the seventh style, and it had taken him no more than one minute and thirty seconds!

"Hmph."

Patriarch Li said disdainfully, "To have clearly comprehended the Nine Wave Sword Style and yet claim to have never practiced it before—truly shameless!"

Regardless of how fast Jun Changxiao executed the first seven styles, he was convinced in his heart that the man had practiced them beforehand.

"I knew it!"

"How could a ninth-rate sect leader possibly comprehend the first seven styles with such divine speed? So he had practiced them in advance!"

"Damn it, I almost got fooled by him!"

"That acting is top-notch!"

"Look, that guy is still putting on a show!"

When Jun Changxiao smoothly executed the eighth style, forming yet another layer of waves, the focus of the martial artists was not on the technique, but on the focused expression on his face as he swung the sword.

Ninth-rate sect.

First-rate acting!

The Cangshan Sect Elder said indifferently, "No matter how well he acts, as long as he cannot execute the ninth style, he will still be exposed."

This statement was met with general agreement.

You like to act?

Then this massive Training Ground is your stage! But if you cannot execute the ninth style, no matter how hard you perform, it can only be described as 'clumsy.'

Patriarch Li stood with his hands behind his back, sneering incessantly.

"Swish!"

After executing the eighth style, Jun Changxiao sheathed his sword and stood still, falling into deep thought as if searching for the final style.

"Can't keep up the act anymore, can you?"

The crowd began to jeer.

Jun Changxiao did not hear the voices from the outside world, because as he was contemplating the sword technique, he had suddenly entered a marvelous state.

Gradually.

A faint, ethereal aura began to surge around his body, exuding a sharp momentum.

The Cangshan Sect Elder was stunned.

The smile on Patriarch Li's face also froze.

"This is..." Li Qingyang frowned slightly and said solemnly, "The Sword Realm!"

"What?!"

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the martial artists from the various sects nearly popped out of their sockets.

The Sword Realm.

Also known as the State of Sword Intent.

A level of swordsmanship similar to an epiphany; if a martial artist triggers it and enters the State of Sword Intent, they can benefit immensely from it.

"My god!"

"What kind of blind luck did this guy have! To actually enter the Sword Realm!"

"Throughout history, how many sword practitioners have spent their entire lives without ever encountering such an opportunity!"

Perhaps due to the sheer shock, some of the martial artists began to speak louder.

The Cangshan Sect Elder said in a deep voice, "This child has entered the Sword Realm, a rare opportunity that one can only hope for. None of you are to disturb him!"

The martial artists who had been harboring ulterior motives hurriedly shut their mouths.

By stopping the crowd in time to prevent any disturbance, the Cangshan Sect Elder proved he wasn't such a bad person after all.

The reason he targeted Jun Changxiao was that he did not want Li Qingyang to go astray and waste such excellent Spiritual Root Aptitude in vain.

Because of the Cangshan Sect Elder's rebuke, the entire Training Ground fell into silence, the eyes of the martial artists from various sects filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that could not be sought.

For a piece of trash to encounter such a thing was truly against the laws of heaven!

"Swish!"

Jun Changxiao, who had been in a trance-like state the entire time, suddenly had a sharp glint flash through his eyes; he swung his right arm, and his long sword danced frequently through the void.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

The first, second, and third forms of the Nine Wave Sword Style... After he executed the first eight forms in one breath, he tapped his toes, launched himself into the air, and brought his sword down in a strike.

"Whoosh!"

The eight rippling waves in the air were drawn together, rapidly converging into a white sword beam that slammed into the giant boulder outside the Training Ground.

"Boom—"

With an explosive sound, the boulder, weighing several thousand catties, shattered on the spot.

"Hiss!"

Seeing this, the martial artists from various sects were so shocked that they all gasped in unison.