Afterward, he thought that since he was in the ridian Opening stage, and his spiritual power and defensive power had been almost fully cultivated, it was ti to learn the stylish Sword Flight. So he went to find Ye Changfeng.
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"You little brat finally showed up!"
Ye Changfeng was beside himself with excitent. He had been eagerly waiting for so long for Xiang Beifei to take the initiative to learn Sword Flight.
He took Xiang Beifei to the practice field created by a single sword, where the breeze on the cliff gently brushed by, and the distant mountains were shrouded in a layer of mist that appeared and disappeared.
The place was like standing at the peak of mountains, with a broad and open artistic conception, where one could clear their mind and rge with the Sword Qi even faster.
"Sword Flight is a technique that consus a lot of spiritual power. First, you need to at least master the first four forms of the Heavenly Sword Nine Traces, and this will take you so ti..."
"Is that so?"
Xiang Beifei grasped the Ronin Sword, and with a swing, the Sword Qi surged through the air, making it tremble!
He perfectly executed the first four forms.
Ye Changfeng’s face twitched!
He had intended to say that mastering the first four forms of the Heavenly Sword Nine Traces would take at least seven days because it had taken him two weeks to learn, but he thought that with Xiang Beifei’s extraordinary talent, it might only take a day.
But his estimate was too conservative.
Xiang Beifei learned too quickly, his speed of comprehending Sword Intent was astoundingly fast.
Just by looking once!
"He couldn’t possibly be more suited to my [Supremacy of Ten Thousand Swords System] than I am, could he?"
Ye Changfeng touched his forehead; every ti he thought about this, he felt extrely ashad. Soone else was more suitable for his own system, how could he, a composed swordsman, stay calm?
"Sword Flight is one of the more basic abilities in my swordsmanship. What is required is the understanding of the first four moves. Then, you need to integrate these moves, treat the sword as a part of yourself, and infuse spiritual power into the sword. When you feel that you are not physically controlling the sword, but using your mind to control it, the sword will be able to move with your heart, acting as your tool for flight. This process will be even harder than just mastering the moves..."
"Cool! So this is Sword Flight!"
In the air, there was already a shadow flashing back and forth, performing various difficult aerial maneuvers around Ye Changfeng.
"Damn!"
Watching Xiang Beifei flying around him on the sword, even Ye Changfeng, who had always maintained a high level of composure and never sworn, couldn’t help but utter this vulgar phrase that was completely out of character!
That was just crossing the line!
Is this even human?
Is this really a human?
Why on earth?!
I practiced for a whole year!
Ye Changfeng almost spat blood.
He sat on a stone chair by the cliff edge, holding a sword, angrily poking at the ground’s stones, almost turning them into powder.
Xiang Beifei enjoyed the sensation of Sword Flight, which had quite the charm of a xianxia hero. The only problem was flying too fast, his hair would get blown back, possibly turning into an explosive ss, and the strong wind was uncomfortable.
Would he have to wear a motorcycle helt for Sword Flight in the future to block the wind?
Xiang Beifei rode the flying sword in the air for a loop, then stopped in front of Ye Changfeng. Squatting on the Ronin Sword in mid-air, he pushed down his hair that had flipped up, and asked with a puzzled look, "Mr. Ye, why does your hairstyle never get ssed up each ti you use Sword Flight?"
He saw Mr. Ye use Sword Flight several tis, but Ye Changfeng always maintained a detached and transcendental aura, with his robe fluttering and hair gently swaying, keeping a very handso deanor.
Ye Changfeng, while calming himself down with a hand on his chest, then said, "Can’t you use spiritual power to create a violent gust to block it?"
"Isn’t that very troubleso?"
"Well, you have to choose between looking good and avoiding hassle," Ye Changfeng said irritably.
"Alright then." Xiang Beifei conceded, and after a while, he asked again, "Last ti I saw Mr. Ye fly, you departed by breaking through the air directly. Can I do that ahead of ti? I have watched Mr. Ye’s ability to break through the air several tis, but I seem unable to grasp the essence of it."
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"You’ve mastered crap! If you had mastered it, would I still have the nerve to call myself a Sword Cultivator at the God Refining stage?" Ye Changfeng couldn’t help but blurt out.
After a long pause, he realized he had lost his composure, coughed, and regained his composure, saying, "Don’t be impatient, take it slow."
He found that whenever he taught Xiang Beifei swordsmanship, he would always feel a sense of suffocation in his chest because of Xiang Beifei’s retorts, and he couldn’t maintain his usual profound and composed deanor.
No, for a swordsman, state of mind is the most important.
If the mind is unsettled, the sword’s montum will be disrupted.
And if the sword’s montum is disrupted, the person’s sharpness will scatter.
That’s not cool.
One must remain calm.
Ye Changfeng reminded himself and took a deep breath.
Xiang Beifei has now mastered Sword Flight, which should be faster than Lu Zhiwei’s motorcycle. When the ti cos, if he can’t beat the enemy in the wilds outside the domain, he can still run away, which isn’t too bad.
He looked at Ye Changfeng’s system interface; Ye Changfeng’s system had indeed issued related tasks, but for now, he had only mastered Ye Changfeng’s swordsmanship and hadn’t made any improvents to it, so he couldn’t provide Ye Changfeng with much feedback.
Improving swordsmanship is very troubleso, especially since Ye Changfeng’s "Heavenly Sword Nine Traces" and Uncle Lu’s "Rapid Fla" are not on the sa level of Cultivation Technique. After all, Chang Feng’s technique is SR-ranked, and SR-level techniques are already high-level and highly refined, requiring a significant amount of effort to improve.
But he will try.
Ye Changfeng said, "By the way, the selection for the nine elite universities has been confird on our end. You need to et the other four people, and then I will train you."
"What will you train us in?"
Ye Changfeng led Xiang Beifei out of the training space and back to the classroom, then continued, "For individual competitions, now that you are at the ridian Opening stage, we have confidence. We’ll focus on the team from now on. Especially team coordination; the other four are not familiar with the wilds outside the domain, and you have been there several tis, so you will need to command them, you’ll be the captain, that’s what the training is about."
Until now, Xiang Beifei had already toured the wilds outside the domain a few tis, while the other freshn hadn’t at all. Their impression of the wilds outside the domain was rely from the simulation room, with no sense of crisis whatsoever.
Xiang Beifei shrugged his shoulders, not knowing what to say.
Anyway, whatever disagreent he expresses now, Ye Changfeng would simply ignore it.
"Does participating in this competition add extra points for the club?" Xiang Beifei asked again.
"Yes! Each participant gets an extra 5,000 school credits! Depending on the results, you should get even more at that ti." Ye Changfeng nodded slightly, "Don’t underestimate the experience of competing as a freshman. When looking for a good job after graduation, these experiences are very important, especially since many people in the alliance are watching."
Xiang Beifei nodded thoughtfully.
"The other four will arrive soon, and you will train together. Get to know each other first. You have ten days, and I will take you to familiarize yourselves with the wilds outside the domain," Ye Changfeng said.
"Okay."
Xiang Beifei sat in the classroom, pondering over the Heavenly Sword Nine Traces.
About ten minutes later, the first person walked in through the door.
Xiang Beifei looked up and raised his eyebrows slightly.
It was Long Guocheng.
When Long Guocheng saw Xiang Beifei, he froze completely.
"Damn, I should’ve expected he would be here."
Long Guocheng cursed silently in his heart!
Every ti he got too close to Xiang Beifei, he would feel very uncomfortable, because Xiang Beifei was like a mountain in front of him, making him want to climb but unable to conquer, which annoyed him intensely.
"I rember you two are roommates, so you already know each other. Long Guocheng is capable, and since you two understand each other well, the upcoming team cooperation should be very pleasant," Ye Changfeng was very satisfied with both of them.
In his view, since Xiang Beifei and Long Guocheng were roommates and saw each other so often, they must get along well.
What does a team need? A pleasant atmosphere, right?
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