Chapter 99

"What Master Chen said is right. Now, even if Yan Shouzuo is willing to use this sword, I don't want to take it." Wang Jian looked at Chen Luoyang above: "There is an obstacle in my heart, and I can't use the mystery of this sword."

"So, are you here to help get rid of this problem?" Chen Luoyang said in a casual tone, "You can't think of yourself."

Wang Jianyan said: "It's really a pity if I can't see Yan Shouzuo's sword, but it is because of you, Master Chen, that you have this ultimate sword. You are the source, and if I fight with you, I may also understand Yan Shouzuo's sword. It took painstaking efforts to create the feeling of that sword."

His tone was always calm.

Wang Jian looked at Chen Luoyang squarely: "I don't mind victory, defeat, or death. I just hope to appreciate the most extreme glory and the most graceful truth of swordsmanship. Even if this life is very short, I have no regrets."

After all, he stood up without haste and faced Chen Luoyang.

"Frankly, I'm more worried about another point.

I don't know what method you used to recover faster than the Pavilion Master after the battle with the Pavilion Master, but it seems that you have not fully recovered, Master Chen, and you have not been able to return to your peak state.

Are you still the Demon Emperor who Ling Yan is desperately chasing after?

Compared with my victory or defeat, I care more about life and death. Can I feel the pressure that made that sword come into being from you, Master Chen right now? "

"Wrong." Chen Luoyang's expression was calmer than Wang Jian's: "A dead person, of course, can't challenge the next opponent, but even if I save your life, you still can't do so."

Wang Jian frowned.

"You helped your opponent find the obstacle in his heart." Chen Luoyang asked indifferently, "What about you?"

Wang Jian was expressionless.

Seeing this, Chen Luoyang let out a sigh of relief.

There is a contradiction in the sword emperor in front of him.

He is obsessed with the way of swordsmanship, he is dedicated and consistent.

Chen Luoyang believed that the other party was willing and willing to dedicate his life to the way of swordsmanship.

His kendo is a ruthless sword with no distractions.

The weather is windy and rainy, and I am self-defeating.

He had no wives, no children, and almost no friends.

If this was a lone swordsman walking the world alone, Chen Luoyang would not feel disobedient.

But Wang Jian is not.

He is the head of the Donghai Wang family.

In the royal family of the East China Sea, there are easily thousands of direct and collateral descendants.

For such a large family, whether it is status, honor or disgrace, or the safety of the family, to some extent, it all depends on the patriarch Wang Jian.

Even according to the information collected by the Demon Cult, Wang Jian, the head of the family, is only at the helm in major matters and hardly interferes in the daily affairs of the Wang family, but Luzhou and Donghai are almost independent kingdoms of the Wang family. Everyone knows that the key lies in him.

Not to mention anything else, if it weren't for this Sword Emperor, the storm that Emperor Xia suppressed the family four years ago would not have ended so easily.

In the words of Hot Blood Point, some people's swords are for love and for protection.

The more things you carry on your back, the more it becomes its driving force and makes it stronger.

However, Wang Jian's sword is obviously not listed here.

His sword is not the way of killing and extinction.

What's more, he watched the tide and practiced his sword, appreciating the merciless wind and rain of nature.

Under the typhoon and tsunami, the turbulent waves hit the shore, and it will not be detoured or relieved because of a special person.

Love has nothing to do with protection.

Now that he is carrying the whole family behind him like this, it goes against his own way of swordsmanship.

Through the conversation just now, Chen Luoyang confirmed once again that his kendo had not changed.

Then it was because of some reasons, Wang Jian never let go of these obstacles.

Chen Luoyang believed that Wang Jian was very aware of his own problems.

"Your sword is in shackles, and you can't cut it by yourself, do you want me to do it for you?" He looked at the sword emperor in front of him indifferently.

Wang Jian narrowed his eyes.

Inside the hall, the temperature suddenly dropped.

The air became humid, as if echoing with the wind.

Ever since the sword emperor appeared, his mood fluctuated immediately.

Chen Luoyang worked hard to stabilize his mood.

The expression on the face is leisurely, unmoved at all.

"That doesn't bother Master Chen." Wang Jian said softly.

Chen Luoyang said casually: "You have made progress before, no matter what level you are in, you have made progress every two years. It is never too late, but now you have stagnated. You know the reason."

Wang Jian was silent.

Chen Luoyang looked at the other party quietly.

From a certain point of view, the speed of Wang Jian's realm improvement is actually very abnormal.

Anyone who practices martial arts starts with fast speed and then slows down.

The higher the realm, the harder it is to improve.

With Wang Jian's improvement speed in the first few stages, his progress in the future is abnormally fast.

With the improvement speed of his later stages, his progress in the front is abnormally slow.

Perhaps, the "slowness" in the front has created the "fastness" in the future?

While observing Wang Jian secretly, Chen Luoyang was thinking quickly.

He said slowly: "The one who sacrifices the basics for the last is the most stupid. Wang Jian, I appreciate your courage and pious pursuit of martial arts, but you are not qualified to be my opponent."

Wang Jian calmed down, and after hearing what Chen Luoyang said, he didn't get angry.

Wang Jian did not overreact to such a condescending comment on a young man less than half his age.

He was calm, and said frankly: "I made Master Chen laugh, I have learned swords all my life, just to appreciate the ultimate of swordsmanship, but I never thought that I would become a sword.

I am still a human being, and some human emotions are unavoidable.

In the past, I inherited the love of the old Patriarch, and now I am what I am today, and it is only natural to take over a burden.

This is not a shackle, I prefer to call it a sharpening stone. "

"What is it, you know for yourself." Chen Luoyang looked at Wang Jian with a slightly playful expression, "I'm a little interested in your swordsmanship right now, but it's still not you now, you still need to be honed , I hope I won’t be disappointed in the future.”

Tapping the armrest of the seat lightly with his fingers, he shook his head slightly: "Xiu Zhe was defeated by my subordinates in the past, and I often heard that he worked hard and studied hard, so I gave him a second chance to challenge, but the result..."

A faint look of disappointment flashed across Chen Luoyang's face.

Wang Jian said calmly, "Xiu Zhe is Xiu Zhe, and I am me."

Chen Luoyang could see that the opponent's fighting spirit had not disappeared.

Sure enough, such a person will not be easily swayed by a few words.

However, for his own follow-up means, some foreplay is still necessary.

Facing Wang Jian, he smiled lightly.

"You have let me down."

Wang Jian frowned.

Chen Luoyang glanced at Wang Jian: "You want to clear your mind of your opponent, but you need to understand one thing first, the winner of the two of you is eligible to challenge this seat."

He stretched out his hand and tapped twice on the nearby table with his fingers: "Your opponent has passed the initial test, how about you?"

Wang Jian's eyes fell on the table beside Chen Luoyang.