Jian Lan placed one hand on Qi Ling's sword-wielding hand, while the other hand continuously adjusted the minute details of Qi Ling's body, telling him how to exert force in which part and to what extent each joint should be twisted.
Qi Ling was, after all, a man who had mastered the Dragon Controlling Force. His control over his strength and body had reached its limit. Under Jian Lan's guidance, he quickly realized how much change these extremely subtle changes in movement could bring to him.
"Wow! That's amazing, Jian Lan! This way of drawing the sword is so much smoother!" Qi Ling exclaimed in surprise. "You really are an excellent teacher!"
Jian Lan smiled and said, "It's nothing really. I was just passing on my experience to you. It's Qi Ling who surprised me by how quickly you learned it."
Compared to before, Qi Ling has made considerable progress in a short period of time. He couldn't help but feel that he hadn't even been wielding a sword or spear before; he was just playing with a fire poker.
After Qi Ling truly achieved perfect form and spirit, without the slightest error, the black shadow also changed, gradually transforming from its original shape back into a wisp of smoke and disappearing.
At the same time, Qi Ling suddenly felt something appear in her mind—a very special feeling, an understanding of swordsmanship.
"Interesting! This teaching model is several generations ahead of its time!" Qi Ling said with interest. "There shouldn't be only this one shadow, right? System, bring it on!"
Jian Lan, standing nearby, asked, " Qi Ling, do you need to rest? Comprehending the Dao of the Sword must be exhausting; don't strain your mind."
"No need, Jian Lan, I feel great right now, full of energy!" Qi Ling said. "No matter how many sword techniques come at me, I'm confident I can learn them all!"
As soon as Qi Ling finished speaking, another dark figure rose from the ground, also assuming a sword-wielding stance.
"This move... Jian Lan, how do you do this move?" Qi Ling tried to imitate the sword moves, but still couldn't grasp its essence.
"Here, Qi Ling, you're using too much force with your hand; your wrist isn't relaxed enough," Jian Lan said, pointing out Qi Ling's movements. "And here, lower your shoulders a little more, so you can send the sword out more steadily..."
With Jian Lan's guidance, Qi Ling mastered sword techniques faster and faster. At the same time, his understanding of swordsmanship was also increasing rapidly, sometimes even surprising Jian Lan.
While Qi Ling was learning, Jian Lan also felt that she was benefiting a lot. Although these moves were just the most basic movements, the two of them had been learning for a long time, but they had never repeated a single move.
It can be said that anyone who masters these basic sword moves can be considered a sword Grandmaster. Almost all moves can be traced back to these basic moves, which means that any move can be easily mastered.
However, there was only one problem: no matter how long the two studied, these sword moves seemed endless. As soon as you mastered one move, the next one would appear immediately.
"My God, what's going on? Why can't I learn all these sword moves?" Qi Ling said, feeling extremely frustrated.
Jian Lan chuckled lightly from the side, "Hehe, didn't someone say before that they could learn all the sword moves no matter how many there were? What, are you giving up already?"
"Who said I was going to give up? I just finished warming up, okay!" Qi Ling said rather awkwardly, and then immediately resumed practicing sword moves.
After an unknown amount of time, Qi Ling mastered more and more sword techniques, and the sword techniques taught by the system became more and more advanced and complex. Sometimes, even Jian Lan needed to think about it and study it with Qi Ling to grasp its essence.
At this moment, Qi Ling felt a surge of relief. Fortunately, Sword Douluo did not agree to her request, but instead allowed Jian Lan to participate in the trial with her!
With a beautiful woman by her side, Qi Ling can still enjoy herself. But if Sword Douluo had to accompany her in cultivation for this long, Qi Ling would probably go crazy.
At the same time, the two of them would occasionally feel some discomfort during their cultivation. For example, no matter how long they cultivated, they would not feel tired or hungry, and their physical condition was always at its peak.
Over time, Qi Ling lost track of how much time had passed. Practicing sword techniques seemed to have become an instinct for him; he didn't need to rest at all and had completely transformed the sword into himself.
Finally, on this day, after Qi Ling accurately executed the next sword move, the black shadow vanished without a trace, transforming into a wisp of Qi Ling's enlightenment. And before him, no more black shadow appeared.
"Are you finally done practicing?" Qi Ling said slowly. After such a long period of practice, his mind had become calm and composed.
From the start of his sword practice to the present, a full ten years have passed! In ten years, Qi Ling has successfully mastered all One Hundred and Eight Thousand Swords, truly a decade of honing his skills!
But in reality, these so-called past ten years only happened in the blink of an eye! Qi Ling instantly understood this truth after mastering all the sword techniques.
At this time, Qi Ling and Jian Lan had not changed in appearance or other aspects. If the two had really gone through ten years of vicissitudes, it was impossible for them not to have changed.
Therefore, this can only be explained by the system infinitely extending the two people's perception capabilities, so that although only a moment has passed, in their consciousness it feels like ten years have passed.
Moreover, the sword techniques Qi Ling learned here were all truly mastered by him. After ten years of hard work and constant practice, few in the world could match his swordsmanship.
"It seems we've finally passed the first trial," Jian Lan said. "I wonder what the second trial will be?"
Qi Ling shook her head indifferently and said, "Whatever it is, as long as it's not making me learn swordsmanship again! Damn it, ten years! You damn system, do you know how I've spent these past ten years? I've wanted to kill someone every single minute!"
Jian Lan laughed and said, "You're being hypocritical, taking advantage of the situation. If you knew it was so easy to become a swordsman, countless people would want to come in and take the trial."
"Sigh, it's unbelievable! I actually mastered One Hundred and Eight Thousand Swords One Hundred and Eight Thousand Swords! It's like a dream!" Qi Ling exclaimed. "Hopefully, the next trial will give me some time to warm up!"
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for passing the first trial of the King's Trial! You have received the system reward: the God Skill sword technique " One Hundred and Eight Thousand Swords." Please practice diligently!]
[The next trial is about to begin. There are four trials remaining to complete all the trials. Please prepare yourself!]
One Hundred and Eight Thousand Swords! The supreme sword technique that can only be mastered after integrating one hundred and eight thousand sword moves is so powerful that it is simply unimaginable!
With a single sword strike, mountains can be moved, seas filled, stars cleaved, and the moon slain—it's as easy as turning one's hand!
Unfortunately, Qi Ling is currently unable to fully unleash the power of this incredibly powerful sword move; at most, he can only utilize about 50% of its potential!
After all, One Hundred and Eight Thousand Swords —quantity leads to quality, and this wasn't just a quality change, it was an explosion! With Qi Ling's current strength, being able to unleash even half of that power is already terrifying.
" One Hundred and Eight Thousand Swords, and I can only unleash half of that, so that's..." Qi Ling silently calculated, "...54,000 sword strikes? Hmm, that sounds pretty impressive!"
After Qi Ling accepted the reward, another door suddenly appeared in this boundless space, clearly guiding the two to continue forward.