Now!

Lin Chen sat cross-legged and escaped into a dream.

In a dream!

Lin Chen stood quietly, holding an iron sword in his hand, carefully recalling every move and style of fighting with Jian Changfeng, peeling off the layers and feeling it carefully.

Oh, yes!

Recently, Lin Chen's cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and his combat power has increased greatly, and his blind pursuit of power has led to ignoring the comprehension of kendo.

Rotten wood can also become a murderous sword, every move of the sword Changfeng, there is no gorgeous sword move, there is no majestic sword momentum, everything is so arbitrary, but to achieve an unexpected effect.

But generally speaking, the strength of the sword determines the limit of the strength it can bear.

Common sense says that if the injected force is too strong, it will break the sword weapon if it exceeds the load, but this is only the most superficial understanding.

Jian Changfeng specially left this iron sword for Lin Chen, in order to hope that Lin Chen could deepen his kendo comprehension and master and use his own power more deeply and subtly.

Long!

Lin Chen's eyes suddenly opened, and he waved the iron sword, without any moves, just a simple straight stab, slash, horizontal slash, upward picking, flowing clouds and water, all in one go, sword hunting.

Boom!Boom!~

One sword after another, one sword sharper than the other, one sword faster than the other.

And in the end, it was like an afterimage filament, and the sword shadow was like flowing water, natural and smooth. Sometimes it is like a turbulent water, the edge is full, the sound of the sword breaks through the air, the remnant sword is vertical and horizontal, and it is confused and confused.

Lin Chen's state of mind was bright, the form and spirit and the sword were combined, and the sword momentum became smoother and smoother.

Shaped like the wind, the sword is like silk, do whatever you want.

The moves seem to be plain, but the sword momentum has become extremely sharp, but it is not a day's work to comprehend the unpredictable sword Taoist artistic conception of Jian Changfeng.

With the dancing of the sword, Lin Chen seemed to be intoxicated with a certain mysterious artistic conception, and his understanding of the sword gradually deepened.

The heart is like a sword, and the sword is like a heart.

The heart is leading, the edge is coming, and the complex is simplified.

Shout!~

The sword light flashed, suddenly like lightning, galloped like a shadow, shaped like a remnant wind, a sword broke through the air, and the form of the god came.

"Haha! I understand!" Lin Chen laughed loudly, held the iron sword in his hand, and suddenly woke up: "The way of the sword is simple, the sword is led by the heart, it is made out of nothing, and it is indestructible!"

Immediately!

The Qinglong Sword Gang in Lin Chen's body, the iron sword roared, such a powerful and domineering Sword Gang's strength, but it was condensed into reality, constricted momentum, and looked unremarkable.

In this case, it would be difficult for the opponent to judge Lin Chen's sword momentum, he was elusive, he did whatever he wanted, there were no tricks to win, and he was ever-changing, so as to achieve the miraculous effect of surprise.

It's just that it's extremely difficult to do this.

It turned out that Lin Chen had a new direction of perception, so he had to work hard to hone it.

Really!

The first attempt, Lin Chen failed, and he still couldn't control such a powerful force in his body as he wanted, and directly smashed the iron sword.

But in dreams, the iron sword can evolve infinitely.

It doesn't matter if you fail once, then the second time, the third time...... Practice makes perfect, as long as you can endure the boring training and know how to be flexible, you will be successful.

Therefore, Lin Chen will not be blindly rigid, after every failure, he will meditate quietly, find out the shortcomings, and improve them.

Enough!

In the dream realm, Lin Chen repeated the simple movements tens of thousands of times, and the sword momentum became more and more powerful.

Fast as lightning, shadow like wind, simple sword, but powerful and unmatched,

Boom!Boom!~

A sword is faster than a sword, a sword is more fiery than a sword, like a lightning bolt, the cold light flashes, the sword shadow flows, and even Lin Chen's form and spirit seem to become blurred, like a ghost, ghostly, elusive.

Finally!

The sword momentum reached the extreme, Lin Chen turned the power of the Qinglong Sword Gang into reality, as if returning to the basics, the sword momentum was silent and unpredictable. Like an invisible remnant wind, the sword has no waves and no traces.

Shout!~

A sword broke through the air, and there was not the slightest ripple, but it contained infinite stamina, full of power.

"There is a little intention, but the heat is insufficient, it seems that there is more training!" Lin Chen sighed lightly, time is limited, and it is already good to be able to comprehend this layer of the sword realm.

Although Lin Chen's kendo cultivation has not been significantly substantially improved, he has a deeper comprehension of kendo, and his mastery of his own strength can almost be retracted and released freely.

And the sword bone has been secretly paying attention to Lin Chen, and it can be seen that Lin Chen has been sitting still like a stone statue all day long, frowning and saying: "Also, although the sect master does not give much guidance, every move is the essence, and the mystery is not something that ordinary people can comprehend." Even if Xingyan's talent is good, it will take some time to understand!"

Time?

Where did the sword bone know that Lin Chen was not unmoved, but in the dream realm, he was practicing penance.

Until!

Another day has passed, and the final round of the Hidden Dragon Festival is coming.

Although Sword Bone didn't want to disturb Lin Chen's retreat, the competition deadline was approaching, and Lin Chen had to be woken up.

In a dream!

Lin Chen's heart is like standing water, quiet like an abyss, like a wooden stake, not moving at all.

Suddenly!

Lin Chen's heart moved, his form was like a sword, and the sword was like a flash, as if he was teleporting, and the edge broke through the air, flashing in an instant. The whole trend is waveless and unpredictable.

"After a few days of penance in the dream realm, I have gained a lot, and my sword skills have improved greatly!" Lin Chen smiled comfortably and said: "The sword is like the heart, the heart is like the sword, and the heart has a spiritual rhino, this move is called a spiritual rhino sword!"

Although Lin Chen's kendo comprehension has increased greatly, it is still far from the artistic conception of Jian Changfeng, but in such a short period of time, there have been so many breakthroughs in kendo cultivation, and Lin Chen is already satisfied.

Thinking that a lot of time should have passed in the outside world, and just as he was about to get out, an old familiar voice was summoned: "Xingyan, forgive the old man for taking the liberty of disturbing, the deadline for the quarterfinals is approaching, you have to prepare to participate!"

Smell it!

Lin Chen broke away from the dream and returned to reality, his eyes were open, but they were as deep as the stars.

Waking up and opening his eyes was normal, but the moment Jian Gu saw Lin Chen open his eyes, it was like the finishing touch, and the whole person's temperament was completely new.

"En, is it delusional?" Sword Bone's face was full of astonishment, and he glanced at Lin Chen carefully, but he was surprised to find that Lin Chen's aura became more mysterious and deep. It can be described as an internal refining of the breath, as quiet as an abyss, and unpredictable.

Lin Chen saluted loudly: "Thank you elders for taking care of you, it's the juniors who have caused you trouble." ”

Hearing this, Jian Gu Shi reacted and asked with a smile: "It's not troublesome, it seems that after a day of retreat, the cultivation of the little Taoist friend has improved a lot, right?"

"The younger generation has limited understanding, but only slightly improved. Lin Chen replied calmly.

The sword bone didn't want to expose Lin Chen, and said with a smile: "Yes, there is progress is progress, and the old man is looking forward to your next performance." ”

"By the way, how are the other groups doing?Are there any other special dark horses born?" Lin Chen asked, he was always worried about the hidden demon cultivator in his heart.

"The performance of the other groups is also good, and the results are reasonable, and they are all the strongest players in the Qianlong list. Sword Bone smiled: "After all, there are not many geniuses like you. ”

"It's serious, the genius can't say it, it's just that the cultivation is harder than others. Lin Chen smiled, always feeling a little unsteady in his heart, and said: "By the way, there is something else in the junior, I don't know if I should talk about it?"

"You're welcome, just say it. ”

"This question has actually been hidden in the hearts of the juniors for a long time, maybe it is just a temporary illusion of the juniors, but the Hidden Dragon Festival is a righteous event, and it should not be carefully considered. ”

"What's the matter? Jian Gucang's brows furrowed, and he realized that Lin Chen's question was not simple.

"This matter has to start with the peripheral assessment, because the exercises practiced by the younger generations are special, and they are extremely sensitive to the breath of the demon race. At the time of the peripheral assessment of the younger generation, it seemed that there were traces of the demons. Maybe it's a momentary illusion on the part of the juniors, or maybe this demon thief is hiding too deeply?" Lin Chen said seriously: "Of course, the juniors didn't doubt the elder's ability, but I had come into contact with many demons, and I knew that the demons were cunning and scheming, thinking that the demons would take the opportunity to disrupt our righteous events. ”

"Demon thief?" Sword Bone looked solemn and sighed: "Throughout the ages, the methods of the demon clan have become more and more sophisticated, and there have been demon thieves secretly mixed in the previous Hidden Dragon Event. However, the Demon Clan's concealment methods are extremely good, coupled with the mixed forces of various sects, no matter how tightly guarded the Sword Sect is, it is inevitable that it will be a hundred secrets. All we can do is to find out the suspicious person as much as possible and take adequate precautions. ”

"Do you just ignore it?" Lin Chen asked with a frown.

"It's not that they ignore it, but they can't do anything, the demon thief actually came with a heart, and naturally made the most adequate preparations. Moreover, the demon thieves will not send masters to blend in, just some inconspicuous small fish and shrimp who have come to explore the strength of our righteous path forces! Therefore, the Hidden Dragon Festival is held for another purpose, which is to deter those demon thieves who want to have bad intentions!"

"Also, the Hidden Dragon Festival gathers the powerful forces of all parties, and the strong are like clouds, even if there are demons and thieves mixed in, they can't set off much storm. Lin Chen nodded.

"Even so, but take precautions, it turns out that the little Taoist has a special ability to sense the whereabouts of the demon thief, so I have to bother you to pay more attention. If you find anything suspicious, don't startle the snake, and report it to the old man at any time. ”

"Yes, the juniors understand, maybe it's just a temporary illusion of the juniors. Lin Chen said.

"Well, you don't have to worry too much, the quarterfinals are all top powerhouses, and no opponent is easy to deal with, but you have to concentrate on dealing with it, don't embarrass yourself, and do what you can. Jian Gu said earnestly: "After all, you are still young, there are still many opportunities, and with your talent and potential, the Hidden Dragon List is not your pursuit. ”

"Juniors should do their best and behave well. Lin Chen arched his hand.

"Okay, the hour is almost up, let's go to the venue with the old man first. Jian Gu smiled, and was very optimistic about Lin Chen in his heart.

Immediately!

Lin Chen followed behind and went to the Sword Sect Temple.

Temple!

It is the most sacred place of the Sword Sect, and it is a supreme honor and pride to be able to stand on the martial platform of the temple.

It is the same top eight, different from the top eight of the group, the final round of the top eight competition is more eye-catching, the sword sect master and the major elders, as well as the upper echelons of the righteous path forces in the Ethereal Domain and the Dao Domain, will all come to the venue to observe.

A war can make a name for itself.