Chapter 34

(First update of the day, presented)

The sword is 66 centimeters long, slightly longer than the one Chen Zong used before.

The widest part is four centimeters, the narrowest is three, the thickest is 1.2 centimeters, and the thinnest is 0.8 centimeters. The guard is an ancient bronze color, resembling a dragon's head opening its mouth to swallow the blade. The handle is made of black ebony, with a matte surface to enhance grip, providing an excellent feel and continuously emitting a faint sandalwood fragrance, refreshing the spirit.

The pommel is shaped like a dragon's tail, also in ancient bronze.

The sword weighs 26 pounds.

The blade has wavy patterns, emitting a faint blue light, indicating its sharpness.

The sword is a fine one, and Chen Zong couldn't help but marvel at it. However, it felt a bit awkward to handle.

Swords are like people, each unique, and not all are suitable.

"But it's fine, I can make some adjustments," Chen Zong thought to himself.

If it feels awkward, one must either adapt or replace it. Chen Zong, who loved the sword and didn't want to replace it, decided to adapt, though it would take some time.

The scabbard is also made of black ebony, adorned with ancient bronze decorations, giving it an extraordinary style and value.

"Chen Zong, now that you have a fine sword, are you eager to try it out?" Li Zhen Shi smiled, stood up, and walked to the center as if strolling leisurely, addressing Chen Zong.

"I also need a worthy opponent," Chen Zong gently placed the scabbard down, stood up, and approached Li Zhen Shi with the sword.

The Li family is a renowned swordsmanship family, with highly advanced sword techniques, considered the best in Fengwu City, even surpassing the Yang family. Li Zhen Shi is a rare genius in the Li family, a talented swordsman, and Chen Zong was naturally very excited.

"My sword is also a treasured steel sword," Li Zhen Shi slowly drew his sword, the blade shining brightly like a clear autumn stream. He looked at his sword with tenderness, as if gazing at a lover, and lightly tapped the blade with his left hand, causing it to vibrate and emit a pleasant, resonant sound: "It is 88 centimeters long, 3.7 centimeters wide, and weighs 29 pounds. My foundational sword technique is called 'Clear Wind.'"

"Please," Chen Zong performed a few sword flowers to get used to his sword.

"Clear Wind, always by my side."

With a light chant, Li Zhen Shi moved as if riding the wind, thrusting his sword forward. The sword light flickered, transforming into a gentle breeze that slowly blew toward Chen Zong, seemingly soft but containing a sharp edge.

This strike already had a hint of transcendence, almost reaching the micro realm.

But almost reaching it is not the same as achieving it. To truly take that step, it would be very difficult unless some opportunity arose.

The sword transformed into a gentle breeze, striking from all directions, making it hard to determine where the sword was, only the gentle wind and the sound of the breeze could be heard.

Willow Dance!

The gentle breeze blew, and Chen Zong's figure swayed, like a willow tree in the wind. His body and sword moved in unison, and in the swaying, he struck with a sword, instantly turning from gentle to fierce, tearing through the breeze.

Li Zhen Shi had refined his blood qi seven times, almost completing the eighth, giving him a stronger foundation than Chen Zong. However, the number of times one refines blood qi is closely related to one's foundation and future progress, and its impact on strength is not as significant.

Moreover, Chen Zong's sword technique had already reached the micro realm. Even though the Willow Dance technique was slightly inferior to Li Zhen Shi's Clear Wind technique, the difference in realm could not only level the playing field but also surpass it.

Li Zhen Shi, born into a swordsmanship family, was influenced from a young age, had exceptional talent, and was very diligent. Combined, his sword skills were highly advanced. Even though his sword technique realm was not as high as Chen Zong's, he was not at a disadvantage.

The sword moved like the wind, swirling and whistling, changing in speed and weight unpredictably.

Chen Zong performed the Willow Dance technique to its utmost, his body and sword perfectly integrated, making it seem as if he were a willow tree swaying in the wind.

"Is this the perfected Willow Dance technique?"

"It feels like it, but it also doesn't."

"Could it be..." Some people made guesses, their bodies trembling, their faces changing. If their guesses were true, then Chen Zong's talent in swordsmanship would be terrifying.

"You have actually cultivated the Willow Dance technique to the micro realm!" Li Zhen Shi's sword did not stop, but his tone was full of shock.

He had suspected it, which was why he invited Chen Zong to a sword duel. After personally experiencing it, he confirmed it was true, the Willow Dance technique had indeed reached the micro realm, which was terrifying.

After all, the Li family is a renowned swordsmanship family, with a history of six to seven hundred years, complete sword techniques, and an excellent environment for practice. Li Zhen Shi, a rare genius in the family, had been influenced from a young age, but he still hadn't been able to cultivate the Clear Wind technique to the micro realm, always falling short by a bit.

The Chen family, however, is not a swordsmanship family; their specialty is the spirit of the tiger. Chen Zong, a member of a branch family, had managed to cultivate a sword technique to the micro realm, which was why Li Zhen Shi was so shocked.

"I will use your sword to reach the micro realm," Li Zhen Shi thought to himself.

He cleared his mind, focused on his sword, and carefully experienced the unique flavor in Chen Zong's sword technique.

Willow Dance technique!

Residual Image technique!

Eagle Strike technique!

Three sword techniques that had reached the micro realm were alternately performed by Chen Zong.

"Three sword techniques have reached the micro realm!"

Li Zhen Shi was shocked again, and had to clear his mind and adjust. The others watching were also stunned, knowing that Chen Zong's sword techniques had reached the micro realm, and not just one but three.

Cultivating one foundational martial technique to the micro realm is already a remarkable achievement, let alone three.

After all, the people present were all young geniuses, whose talents were no less than many of the older generation, and some even surpassed them, but none had cultivated a foundational martial technique to the micro realm.

Chen Zong was the first.

Three micro realms, terrifying.

Yang Yigu's mouth was wide open, calling Chen Zong a freak. He himself had only cultivated the Drunken Sword technique to near the micro realm, but didn't know when he would reach it.

His newly made friend, however...

Yang Yigu couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

Li Zhen Shi was completely immersed in the Clear Wind technique, repeatedly striking.

Suddenly, a wind seemed to come from nowhere, swirling and merging with Li Zhen Shi's body and his sword.

Body transformed into a gentle breeze, sword moved with the body.

Li Zhen Shi's eyes radiated a sharp, intense light, and his sword strikes became lighter and faster, with a more pronounced edge, emitting a unique flavor.

The sword transformed into the wind, seemingly omnipresent, striking Chen Zong from all directions. Chen Zong swung his sword, the sword light circling and tearing through the breeze.

"Chen Zong, why did you do this?" Li Zhen Shi stopped, holding his sword, his face filled with joy, but his tone was questioning.

Chen Zong understood his meaning clearly.

When Li Zhen Shi intended to use Chen Zong's sword to break through his sword technique realm, Chen Zong had a feeling that he could have taken the opportunity to defeat Li Zhen Shi, preventing him from breaking through. But Chen Zong not only didn't do that, but also performed two other sword techniques that had reached the micro realm to help him.

"I didn't think much about it," Chen Zong smiled.

"Are you not afraid that my sword technique reaching the micro realm will defeat you?" Li Zhen Shi asked again.

Chen Zong just smiled and didn't answer.

"I understand," Li Zhen Shi took a deep breath, his face showing a serious expression for the first time: "I owe you a favor, but be careful, because the next time we meet, I will defeat you."

Hearing Li Zhen Shi's words, Chen Zong was not surprised, his expression remained calm, but the others were shocked.

Favors are different depending on the person.

Owing a favor to an ordinary person is different from owing a favor to a genius from a prestigious family, especially Li Zhen Shi, the young master and top genius of the Li family.

"Not only is he broad-minded, but he also has an unparalleled confidence," Tang Junhao said softly, a voice only he and Tang Junluo could hear.

Tang Junluo also nodded in agreement.

Despite their young age, they were born into prestigious families and were of the young master level, so they were more mature and knowledgeable than their peers.

"I didn't expect you to cultivate three foundational sword techniques to the micro realm, let's have a drink," Yang Yigu said, pouring another cup of wine for Chen Zong: "How did you do it?"

Chen Zong didn't refuse. The wine was bitter and strong, but after enduring it, it turned sweet, with a unique flavor.

"By practicing diligently every day, thinking about it when I have time, and eventually breaking through," Chen Zong said, leaving Yang Yigu speechless and almost choking on the bitter wine.

"Never mind, everyone has their own opportunities," Yang Yigu shook his head: "But when I have time, I will find you to spar and see if I can glimpse the secrets of the micro realm."

"Anytime," Chen Zong smiled.

"Since you have cultivated your sword technique to the micro realm, do you plan to advance further?" Yang Yigu suddenly asked.

"Advance further?" Chen Zong's heart raced, an indescribable excitement surging from deep within, filled with anticipation: "Is there a higher realm beyond the micro realm?"

"Didn't your master tell you?" Yang Yigu was surprised: "No, the Chen family's sword techniques are quite ordinary, so it's normal that you don't know."

"The micro realm can be considered the end of a martial technique, but it can also not be. There is indeed a higher realm above it, but it is somewhat different," Yang Yigu thought for a moment, not knowing how to express it, and looked at Li Zhen Shi: "I don't know much, but that guy is from a swordsmanship family, so he should know clearly. You can ask him, and he will likely tell you."

Looking at Li Zhen Shi, he happened to be looking back, and gave Chen Zong a slight smile.

"Alright, after the Ascending Dragon Gathering ends, I will ask Li Zhen Shi," Chen Zong thought to himself. The thought of a higher realm beyond the micro realm filled him with an indescribable excitement, making him feel full of energy, eager to draw his sword and practice.

One battle after another, someone challenged Chen Zong again, a practitioner at the sixth level of the Blood Qi realm. However, the opponent clarified that it was just a sparring session to learn from Chen Zong's sword techniques. Chen Zong naturally didn't refuse.

In terms of sword technique realm, Chen Zong was indeed superior to these people, but in terms of combat experience, he was clearly inferior. This was a good opportunity to improve his combat skills and experience by learning from their strengths.

After several consecutive battles, Chen Zong felt a significant improvement in his grasp of the rhythm of combat.

"Jiang Junluo, it's time for our battle," Zhao Wangcheng stood up again, his gaze cold and intense, focusing on Tang Junluo.

"As you wish," Tang Junluo gripped the golden dragon-patterned spear, stood up, and took a step forward.

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