Chapter 656: Learning From the Imperial Master’s Swordsmanship
Although he had a master who was a powerful person, and his master seemed to be able to master any martial arts at will, Pang Hong knew that his talent was not top-notch, so even if there were countless magical martial arts in front of him for him to choose from, he did not learn too many, but specialized in a few of them.
This sword-drawing technique was the sword technique that Pang Hong was best at. After decades of practice, his sword technique had already acquired 70% of Pei Xuanjing's original charm, and it was unique and he had walked his own way, not completely learning Pei Xuanjing.
Clang!
The Shenxiao Sword was unsheathed.
Holding the sword, drawing the sword, unsheathing, swinging and slashing, all the movements were like flowing clouds and water, without the slightest pause!
A brilliant sword light flashed. Almost at the moment of unsheathing, a violent sword intent permeated out.
The power of a sword seemed to cut through the sky and the earth.
The sharp sword light, combined with this violent sword intent, even cut off the space. Although there was only one violent sword light, it easily broke and annihilated Jian Wuying's sword light all over the sky.
Pang Hong's sword intent was different from Pei Xuanjing's domineering and brilliant as the sun. Instead, it was full of its own style, just like the Shenxiao technique he practiced, as violent as the Nine Heavens Thunder God.
The sword-drawing technique in his hands did not follow the extremely fast path that Pei Xuanjing had taken at the beginning, but was full of violent and destructive aura.
The smile on Jian Wuying's face, who had originally drawn the sword, froze on his face. He did not expect that his sword moves would be broken by the opponent like this.
And the violent and destructive sword light continued to fall towards him, as fast as thunder. Even if he was ready to raise his sword to prepare for it, it was completely too late.
Boom!
The sword light flashed and dissipated, and Jian Wuying's figure dissipated from the ring and appeared in the outside world.
Even after reaching the outside world, beads of sweat dripped down Jian Wuying's forehead, his back was almost soaked with cold sweat, and his mind was full of that terrifying sword.
"The disciple of the national master is indeed worthy of his reputation. This sword is probably difficult for many cultivators of the fifth level of the spiritual realm to resist, and even cultivators of the sixth level of the spiritual realm can have a fighting force." Jian Wuying's jealousy of Pang Hong disappeared without a trace.
No matter what, he knew that such a Pang Hong was definitely not someone he could challenge, and he was definitely not someone he could defeat now.
"I'm afraid only the monsters in the sect can suppress him!" Jian Wuying thought secretly in his heart.
Pang Hong's sword just now reminded him of the strongest monsters among his peers in his sword sect, strong men with natural sword bones.
Thinking that he actually challenged such a monster, Jian Wuying couldn't help showing a trace of bitterness on his face. He really asked for trouble, but it was a pity that the generous reward was not for him.
Not only did the eliminated Jian Wuying have a better understanding of Pang Hong, but when Pang Hong's sword was slashed out, many cultivators not far from him could not help but show shock.
You know, after knowing Pang Hong's identity just now, many cultivators also raised the challenge, wanting to use the identity of the direct disciple of this strongest person to become famous and gain fame.
But seeing this sword, many people immediately wanted to retreat, knowing that they were definitely not Pang Hong's opponents.
Of course, the weak retreated, and the strong would be more eager to fight. At least after knowing that this direct disciple of the national teacher was so powerful, some young strong men from top forces also became interested.
You know, these people have a good background and extraordinary talents. They don't actually take Pei Xuanjing, who is not well-known, seriously. Even if the other party is the direct disciple of the strongest, in their eyes, only the real strong among their peers are worth fighting.
But at this moment, when Pang Hong showed his strength that was not inferior to theirs, these people suddenly became interested. After all, only defeating and suppressing such an opponent would be meaningful.
In this way, when Pang Hong defeated Jian Wuying with a sword, he immediately attracted many real monsters of his peers, including the young strong men of the Sword Sect, that is, the monsters with natural sword bones in Jian Wuying's mouth.
Pang Hong knew nothing about this.
Of course, even if he knew, Pang Hong would not be afraid, but would be even happier.
After all, he entered here not because of those resources. You must know that as a disciple of Pei Xuanjing, he does not need to worry about cultivation resources at all. Although these resources are precious, he does not take them seriously.
His real purpose is to challenge these strong men of his peers. Only by defeating them can all the strong men in the world know that their master's choice is not wrong and they have not embarrassed their master.
"This disciple of the national teacher looks very extraordinary!" A strong man of the eighth level of the spiritual realm of the Sword Sect smiled and said to Pei Xuanjing.
As for Pang Hong, the direct disciple, he naturally attracted the attention of many powerful people. They also wanted to see how much ability this person had compared to Pei Xuanjing.
These powerful people could naturally see the charm of Pang Hong's sword just now. The other party had obviously walked out of his own path. Such talent was extraordinary even among the cultivators in Tianhuang Realm.
Fate is not to be feared, and ancestors are not to be followed.
For cultivators who have cultivated to the seventh level of the spiritual realm, this sentence is almost deeply engraved in their hearts.
They are deeply aware that there are only the most powerful cultivators in the world, but there is no strongest technique.
Any technique, even one taught by the strongest, cannot be copied completely. If so, even if you practice to the end, you are just following the path of your predecessors. Even if such a cultivator is talented, his potential is limited. Only by truly walking his own path, even if his talent is a little worse, can he make up for it.
At the moment, Pang Hong is only at the fourth level of the spiritual realm, but he can walk his own path. This is something that many cultivators at the sixth level of the spiritual realm cannot do. How can it not cause people to sigh.
"It's just luck!" Pei Xuanjing smiled and shook his head, saying modestly: "The disciples of the Sword Sect are talented, and the real strong ones have not made a move."
Pei Xuanjing didn't care about Pang Hong's victory over Jian Wuying, thinking it was natural. After all, although Jian Wuying has some skills, he is still a step behind those real young strong men and monsters of the Sword Sect. And it would be strange if Pang Hong, who has his own teachings, couldn't beat the opponent.
"Speaking of which, the national teacher's swordsmanship is extraordinary. If there is a time, I would like to learn from him." A powerful person from the Sword Sect said to Pei Xuanjing with a smile.
The Sword Sect cultivators only practice swordsmanship throughout their lives. They also like the swordsmanship and swordsmanship that Pei Xuanjing showed when he took action. If it were not for the different situation, these powerful people from the Sword Sect would have asked for a sword fight long ago.
"Of course, I am also very curious about the wonderful sword moves of the Sword Sect." Pei Xuanjing did not refuse this request.