Kendo True Explanation

Fight to determine the strongest swordsman in the world! !

This is Lin Fei's current goal.

In the name of Yan Fei, while nominally gaining the strongest position in the entire Chinese country, the most important thing is to take the opportunity to practice his own swordsmanship. Now he can already feel that he is getting more and more trapped in an inexplicable time.

It's an amazing feeling.

He is immersed in the time of cultivation every moment, without boredom or exhaustion, it is just a habit and a matter of course. It seems like this is how he lived from the beginning.

Repair the sword, purify, gather demonic power, repair the sword, repair the sword, repair the sword...

The battle with the sword code always gave him a feeling of having nothing to worry about.

Because, in the Sword Code, he will not die.

This is what he wants to fight for in reality.

In the sword canon, at most the mind will be damaged, the difference is only in size.

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Sword Code Space

boom! !

A ball of orange-red flame suddenly exploded.

Lin Fei jumped up and left, standing far away. Look quietly in the direction of the flames.

"Is this spiritual swordsmanship?" He raised the demon sword flatly. With a cry, blue-purple flames shot out and attached themselves to the sword.

The entire sword was constantly burning with blue-purple flames, but there was no warmth at all.

"That's all." The flames dissipated immediately, eliminating the remaining spiritual power on the sword.

‘The sword master wins. Please select option: 1. Resurrection of the defeated. Second, obtain one of the sword skills of the defeated person. ’

Jian Dian's voice came coldly.

"Choice 2." The demon sword in Lin Fei's hand slowly dispersed. The white robe fluttered, almost completely covering the body like a cloak.

In an instant, a complex flow of information was continuously introduced into his mind. The content is clearly the content of the swordsman who was killed just now.

‘Do you want to proceed? The opponent, Alexander the Great of the Silver Empire. ’

"no."

Lin Fei lowered his head and glanced at the slowly dissipating metal fragments on the ground.

Those were the body fragments of the cyborg swordsman that he had chopped into pieces just now. For such cyborg swordsmen, he already had a general understanding of their attack methods. The difference after that is nothing more than faster attack power and attack speed. The other is the spiritual swordsmanship used. For Lin Fei, hallucinations are meaningless. Whether it is demon power or real power, it has the effect of breaking through illusions.

"So far, I have fought hundreds of times, and every time my opponents are not lower than B level. Sixty or seventy percent of my opponents are A level. Such a battle is meaningless." Lin Fei said softly. "My knowledge of swordsmanship is enough. But I still can only stay where I am. What else is missing?"

"If you don't know the answer, then fight, keep fighting. If there is no opponent, then go find the limit. This was my original choice."

A cold voice sounded from the depths of the Jiandian space.

"Limit?" Lin Fei thought thoughtfully.

"No matter Wang Ting or our star domain, there is no unprovoked war. Back then, I took the initiative to open the plane channel and connect the Wang Ting's space. Even if we all fall now, I still have no regrets." The voice continued, without any regrets. No emotional fluctuations.

"Wang Ting killed my family, my friends, and destroyed everything about me. But when I fight, it's not for revenge. Do you understand why?"

Lin Fei was silent for a while.

"As a sword cultivator, I have lost my will to move forward. I am just a sword wielder. So we will not have any bonds. I understand what you said."

"Your sister, your parents, those insignificant things and insignificant family ties will all fade away as time goes by. The only thing that can accompany you forever is the front of us. Choose a path and keep walking, forever. No regrets. Because regret means retreating and everything in the past has been in vain.”…

"You want to say that no matter what, the only thing that can accompany me is my sword?" Lin Fei said lightly.

“To have no thoughts is to forget to think. To forget the present.

No thoughts are thoughts. Nostalgia, that is the past.

Without thinking, it is the future, imagination. Forget about the present, past and future. These are the three highest sword realms of the Sword Code. Maybe it won't be the strongest, but it will definitely be the most difficult to achieve. That is the key to the highest path. "

Lin Fei laughed.

"Forget everything, then what meaning does the self have?"

"Only by forgetting time and space can my heart be immortal. It is the mark of will that transcends time and space. It is the only way to last forever."

"Then you can understand this, why were you defeated by Wang Ting?" Lin Fei suddenly asked.

The voice stopped abruptly.

Lin Fei smiled slightly.

"No one can say clearly whether it is correct or not. Right or wrong is just a collection of opinions of most people. It is other people's opinions. Not mine."

He turned around and instantly turned into countless golden sands.

"How do you know that my current path is wrong?"

The golden sand slowly dissipated.

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France Provence

papal palace

Under the afternoon sun, the entire palace glowed with a light red color. That's the color of the sunlight reflected from the wall tiles.

The Papal Palace has been home to seven popes.

The glory of the past, the glory of the past, has gradually receded under the corrosion of time.

This fortress-like palace is now nothing more than a relic of its past.

The top of the uppermost wall of the palace.

A white figure stood quietly, holding a white wooden staff above his head in his hand. Wearing a white robe, the whole person is hidden in a white light.

None of the tourists coming in and out below noticed the figure above. It was as if he was just an illusory existence.

"It's opened, the second seal." The figure said softly, his voice was old and dry.

"My Lord, I follow your will and I am willing to take the initiative to take on this responsibility." A tall knight wearing gold armor and a white cloak slowly appeared in front of the figure and knelt on one knee.

"Xize, has your lifespan reached its limit?" the white-white figure said calmly.

The knight's golden helmet nodded slightly.

"I will fight for your wishes in the end, within these hours."

"No need, speed up. Let the seal be released faster. I can feel that this time the seal is really completely released. There are countless elemental powers that are becoming more and more active floating in the air. That is only the blood of the Holy Spirit. The ability to unblock is only possessed by the owner." The figure's voice became more and more subtle.

"Yes..." the knight responded in a low voice.

"Give the Holy Spirit a faster and stronger desire, a desire for power. This is the way to accelerate. Cut off her bonds. Get rid of her worries and escape routes."

"Defeat her. But don't kill her. Humiliation, sadness, resentment, hatred, only original sin is the greatest fire of passion." The figure kept saying almost like babble.

"Caesar. As the Pope, you should know what to do?"

The knight's half-kneeling body moved slightly.

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Kyoto of China

Sword Club Headquarters

Lin Fei stood in front of the window in the hall. Holding crystal green green tea in his hand. The faint fragrance of tea spreads.

Ning Que was half leaning on the table on the side, playing with a small black pen in his hand.

Xi Yueqing was bored and kept clicking on her phone.

"Your power is becoming more and more pure." Ning Que suddenly glanced at Lin Fei and said.

"In just a few months, I have perfected my sword intention to this extent. I guess no one wants to have an enemy like you."

Indeed, if Lin Fei really wants to divide his strength now. In the entire world, apart from the God-level, perhaps only Griffin and the unknown S-level from the Pantheon could be on the same level as him. ….

Even Ning Que himself was no match for Lin Fei under the suppression of the planet's restraining power. Perhaps only when the ontology is complete can there be a tie.

"Even if our Yuehua Sword Sect has been established for tens of thousands of years, no one can compare with the sword master," Xi Yueqing sneered. "Do you still need to say this?"

Somehow, he just didn't like Ning Que. Isn't it just that he is slightly stronger than him? He actually looked calm in front of the sword master.

Lin Fei looked at the sunset outside the window.

"Somehow, I feel that perfecting the sword's will is not so unattainable. It fits me very well."

"For geniuses with stronger talents, it is easier to practice perfecting sword intent. Although no one has succeeded, all geniuses make rapid progress in this aspect of practice. At your level, it is natural and natural. Faster." Ning Que smiled and said, "I, the Star Territory Lord, must have told you? Being able to talk to the Territory Lord on an equal footing. This means that he has recognized you, sir, and will definitely become a powerful person at the same level as him in the future. By."

"Forget it. Let's not talk about this anymore." Lin Fei turned around. His face fell into shadow in the sunlight.

"How's the competition going?"

"It's time to start. The Death Battlefield space established by the Extermination Temple's space evolution speed seems to be integrated with this world, but in fact it is in a completely different time and space. The excess power can only rush into the void of the universe." Xi Yueqing became serious when it came to business matters.

"According to the competition arrangement, if someone can defeat one of the two of me, then he will be qualified to challenge you. And the winner will be the truly strongest swordsman in the world!"

"But no one can really do this. Although we will not use any extra power, we will only fight purely with swordsmanship. We will use our bodies to drive the sword. But even so, your plan may fail." Xi Yueqing smiled.

"Maybe there will be a surprise?" Lin Fei was noncommittal.

"There are still three days until the start of the competition. The two members of the Heretic Roulette of Destiny have held this year's competition to select new blood. It will last for exactly three days. You are invited to be the chief referee." Ning Que said.

"Chief referee? I remember there were three? Who are the other two?"

"One is the master of the Magical Conquest Tower, and the other is the Great Elder of the Glowing Hand, who is also one of the monarchs of the Dark Alliance. They are acquaintances." Ning Que answered.

"Speaking of the Dark Alliance, the relationship with us is beginning to become tense now. It must be that we have not fulfilled our promise to open the Alyssa Gate, which makes them dissatisfied." Xi Yueqing said with a smile.

"Go and have a look." Lin Fei nodded.

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