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This one night passed very slowly.
So slow that it feels like a decade has passed for a middle-aged man!
Yes, over ten years!
Ancient people said: listening to a good speech is better than reading books for ten years.
Wang Ting's swordsmanship may not be as good as that of the middle-aged man, and his understanding of certain aspects of the sword path is also inferior to that of the middle-aged man. However, one must not forget that the sword path system behind Wang Ting comes from another world, a world that had a magnificent sword civilization a long time ago. Although the sword civilization in that world has declined, its underlying foundation still exists. At this moment, it was revealed for the first time to the middle-aged man, and the impact on a swordsman who was born and raised in this world can be imagined.
For nearly half of the night, middle-aged men felt as if they were primary school students again, going through a process of being educated.
But in this process, he didn't feel any dissatisfaction at all. On the contrary, his heart was filled with joy and gratitude for having the opportunity to converse with such a young master of swordsmanship.
A new theory is a new way of thinking, and he has been stuck at this bottleneck for too long. To go further, there seems to be no possibility, and no light can be seen. However, at this moment, Wang Ting's new cultivation path gave him new hope, opening a new door for him, and rekindling his boundless fighting spirit.
In this case, after the king's court began to rest in the second half of the night, this powerful middle-aged man was tossing and turning, excited and unable to fall asleep.
The next morning when Wang Ting woke up, he saw that middle-aged man who was spiritually exhausted but extremely excited, and it all seemed somewhat inexplicable.
"Senior, this is..."
"Haha, don't keep calling me 'senior' all the time. Since we've met, it's fate. My name is Yi Zhouyi, if you don't mind, just call me Yi Lao Ge (Older Brother Yi). Given my age, I should be considered an older brother, right?"
The middle-aged man spoke enthusiastically.
If it were the old Wang Ting, he would have valued him highly, but he would never have condescended to treat him as an equal.
Wang Tingxiu was extremely weak, but his body had an astonishing potential. Moreover, his personality was not arrogant or proud, unlike some young people who looked down on others just because they had a bit of strength. On the contrary, he was humble and reserved, not showing off his abilities. This behavior had already won over the middle-aged man's favor.
It's probably just a good feeling that makes him think of accepting disciples, and if he succeeds, in terms of status and position, he is still one level higher than Wang Ting.
But now, his previous idea of accepting disciples has been completely dispelled by him.
What a joke!
Before him was a master of the sword who had his own understanding of the way of the sword, a future founder of his own school. His cultivation was strong, but looking at the entire Eastern Union, there were those who could defeat him. Forcing such a master who would make great contributions to the world of sword cultivation in the future to become his disciple would ruin his prospects, not to mention that he himself would feel like a sinner in the world of sword cultivation. Even if it was his own master who received this news, he would definitely beat him to death.
His master, although not a figure from the ASEAN Holy Era, did not experience the glorious era when the Sword Emperor descended. However, he is absolutely a true sword cultivator, a supreme sword dao elder, and an existence that can make the entire ASEAN sword dao world tremble with just one stomp of his foot. He does not have the guts to go against his master's will.
Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Wang Ting nodded slightly, without pretension.
"Easy, old chap."
"Haha, great! It's my great honor to meet a friend like you. Unfortunately, we are now in the wilderness, with no wine or meat. Otherwise, I really wish to drink and sing with you, brother."
Wang Ting nodded slightly.
This middle-aged man's generous personality indeed easily gives people a good impression.
Moreover, this Yi Zhouyi yesterday also saved his life, allowing him to avoid being attacked by a high-level fierce beast. This was also the reason why he didn't hold back when explaining his theory of cultivation last night, and it can be considered as slightly repaying the favor.
It's still early now.
Yi Zhouyi got up early because he had a hard time sleeping, but Wang Ting was already in the habit of getting up early to practice.
He Yizhou nodded slightly on Monday, and he was already standing by the stake, stimulating his physical cells and bone potential through spiritual shock, and adjusting his own qi and blood.
He has just broken through to the middle rank of swordsmen, and only one-third of the bones in his body have been refined. To thoroughly refine all the bones in his body, it will take at least another month. Moreover, after initially refining the bones, he still needs to further temper them internally, strengthen the bone marrow, and temper the periosteum. Each of these steps requires a huge amount of time, leaving no room for slacking off.
Even if Wang Ting had the rich experience of his past life and the powerful spiritual power to maximize the refinement efficiency, it was still impossible to refine the bones, bone marrow, and periosteum in a short period of time, thereby reaching the peak of a mid-tier swordsman.
Seeing Wang Ting start his cultivation, Yi Zhouyi didn't waste any time either.
He was able to cultivate up to this realm of at least a Sword Dao Grandmaster, not only having outstanding talent, but also his own hard work is indispensable.
Having reached the realm of a sword master, it was no longer about tempering his physical body, condensing his vital energy and refining his bones. Instead, he should have been absorbing and emitting true energy to strengthen himself. However, after a night's conversation with Wang Ting, this new idea had apparently given him quite a strong shock. During the precious time for morning practice, he didn't absorb and emit true energy but instead started practicing sword techniques directly.
Through the practice of swordsmanship, every move and gesture, he felt the flow of qi and blood in his body during physical activity, and the circulation of true energy. He guided it with his spirit, causing the essence, blood, and true energy inside him to resonate together. After practicing for a moment, he quickly had a bit of feeling, and as time passed, he truly began to touch on some doors.
He is ultimately a super strong man, with vigorous blood and spirit, and his spiritual degree is already comparable to that of some ordinary fifth-grade spiritual practitioners, only he doesn't know how to cultivate and use the law.
It wasn't until around 9 am that, after practicing for four hours, he felt a kind of indescribable comfort all over his body. Although the essence and energy inside him hadn't increased in any way, his entire physical state had been gradually adjusted to its peak during the practice, and there was no trace of the previous exhaustion.
"It's truly unbelievable."
Feeling his own spirited state, Yi Zhou's eyes were filled with a continuous stream of colorful lights.
"This young friend I know, his innate talent is truly astonishing. Without any guidance from a master-level swordsman, he has managed to explore and create a new path all by himself, establishing a unique school of thought that belongs to him alone. Compared to him, those so-called genius disciples among my fellow junior brothers are not even worth mentioning, there's simply no comparison."
Yi Zhou muttered to himself.
The gaze towards Wang Ting's eyes became even more scorching.
He really couldn't imagine how a 16 or 17-year-old boy could have such earth-shattering achievements. Even those great swordsmen who had mastered countless sword techniques and gathered the strengths of all families might not be able to summarize their own path from these techniques.
"Easy, old chap."
At the moment when Yi Zhou was distracted on Monday, Wang Ting's voice suddenly rang out.
"Hmm? Finished practicing?"
Yi Zhouyi hastily gathered his thoughts and smiled as he looked towards Wang Ting.
Wang Ting nodded, pondered for a moment, and then asked: "Just now, when I was practicing swordsmanship, I took a look... it seems that there are several places where Yee Lao Ge can't cultivate..."
He added, "I don't think that Yee's swordsmanship is bad, but..."
"Found?"
Yi Zhou's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Wang Ting with a hint of incredulity.
His swordsmanship indeed had flaws, and he himself was aware of them. However, these flaws were extremely minute, and even a master of the same level as him would find it difficult to detect unless they crossed swords for a moment. Yet, Wang Ting somehow managed to notice something just from his brief practice earlier...
Such sharp observation...
It's utterly shocking!
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