Legend of Sword King

It took Cheng Qing a hundred and eighty-six tries to get to the other side.    

In this stage, his use of sword Qis had already reached the level of perfection.    

If he were to consume the same amount of Essence, he would be able to use twice the amount of Sword Qi from before. Moreover, he already understood that the sword Qis were not big, but they were precise. He had already learned how to use a limited amount of sword qi to kill more enemies.    

In the past, Cheng Qing could only use large amounts of sword qi, but now, he could control the sword qi as thin as a thread. Previously, when he had used his sword qi, it had been similar to using a cannonball to kill people. But now, he had used his sniper rifle.    

If they went back to the battle on the street, Cheng Qing wouldn't need to exhaust all his Essence to kill all six families of cultivators on the street.    

Every time he failed, Cheng Qing would have to cultivate for a long time before being able to recover. Fortunately, the energy here was plentiful, so he did not need to eat. From this point of view, the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets was truly mysterious and extremely powerful.    

By the time Cheng Qing reached the third stage, several months had already passed. He had gone through endless battles, not only improving his sword Qi, but also improving his cultivation base.    

Right now, he was at the eighth level of the Nazi realm!    

In the third trial, he only had one opponent, a white-haired old man with a wooden sword in his hand.    

Cheng Qing didn't immediately go up to fight.    

"He has already understood." The Sword Pavilion's test of the challenger.    

The first stage was swordplay.    

The second stage was Sword Qi.    

Then the third stage would be sword intent.    

Chen Qing did not lack in sword arts or sword Qis. It was just that the fire had not arrived yet.    

However, he had yet to comprehend sword intent.    

In his previous life, he didn't use a sword. When he was reborn, his fate was incomplete, and an azure lotus grew within his body. The only cultivation method he was able to cultivate was the "Azure Lotus Sword Song".    

Although he was not a swordsman in his previous life, Cheng Qing knew that sword intent was extremely difficult to comprehend and cultivate.    

There were countless sword-wielding cultivators in the Western Lion Empire, but Chen Qing had only seen a few who had comprehended sword intent. However, there were only a handful of them, and not a single one of them was not a brilliant talent from the Western Lion Empire.    

At that time, he would know that swordsmen who comprehended sword intent had two advantages.    

The first reason was that his attacks were unfathomable. Most of the time, you couldn't even see how he made his move before your opponent had already fallen. This was the natural outcome of a person's cultivation in the path of the sword who had transformed from a technique into a intent. Swordsmanship and sword techniques had their own trails and paths, so it could be broken. Sword intent, on the other hand, was unpredictable and intangible.    

Second, its power had increased by a large step. For the same sword style, when the sword artist of the same realm performed, he would be able to break one of the first tier without comprehending sword intent. However, when he comprehended sword intent, he was able to break through second tier, or even third tier and fourth tier. This was the difference.    

Cheng Qing lifted his sword and stepped onto the stage. Taking a deep breath, he attacked the old man like a bolt of lightning.    

He flew off the platform.    

He didn't even see how the opponent was going to attack.    

In this trial, he had tried three hundred times, but he still hadn't been able to defeat his opponent.    

"..."    

Unknowingly, it had already been half a year since Cheng Qing entered the 'Sword Pavilion'.    

Over the past half year, Zhao E'e had been standing in the square in front of the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets. She spent most of her time cultivating. Of course, there were times where she would walk around to relieve her boredom. This palace was much larger than she had imagined. If she walked at the speed that she was walking at, she would only be able to walk around once every half day.    

However, Zhao E Mei did not walk much after that. Walking alone in the spacious palace, watching the flowers bloom and fade, she seemed a little too lonely. In the end, aside from cultivating and cultivating, he just stared blankly at the Sword Pavilion. Sometimes, the scene of Cheng Qing inside would even appear in his mind.