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At dawn, Luo Chen took his wooden sword and two steamed buns and a jug of water, tiptoeing out of his house. After walking for half an hour, he finally arrived at the top of a mountain.

This mountain was called the Void Cloud Mountain. Because all the clouds here were like gauze, they were as illusory as mist, and so they were called Void Cloud Mountain.

Luo Chen did not come here to see the scenery, but because the wind was strong! At this moment, the wind was howling. Luo Chen's hair was fluttering in the wind, and his green robe was flapping against his thin body.

After practicing the Sword Drawing Arts for three days, the number of times I have drawn the sword has increased. This only means that during these three days, my strength has increased, my sword speed has increased, and after adapting to the weight of the wooden sword, I feel that the wooden sword has become lighter. Luo Chen thought.

The wind here can blow a child away, which means that it has at least fifty pounds of strength. I can borrow this strength to practice drawing the sword against the wind, and if I can do it as I usually do, or even more, then my strength will increase by at least seventy percent. This way, I might be able to move my sword as fast as wind and my sword as light as snow!

The thought of taking action! It had always been Luo Chen's principle. Facing the wind, Luo Chen's style today was too big. It seemed like it knew what Luo Chen was thinking and wanted to disrupt Luo Chen's training!

Luo Chen was not affected by the wind. On the contrary, he was happy because the wind was stronger. He spread out his arms and slightly lowered his body. Both of his feet were firmly planted into the ground like a rock!

Heh!

Luo Chen began to draw his sword. Due to the resistance of the wind, the speed at which he drew his sword was much slower than before, but everything was within his expectations!

Time flowed like water, and the twelve hours passed by without anyone noticing. Luo Chen panted heavily. Sweat rained down on him, and his clothes were completely soaked.

"Tch, I only practiced 12,000 times today, I'm really too weak!" Luo Chen was very dissatisfied with his own results today. Tomorrow, he had to practice the Sword Drawing Arts eighteen thousand times. Otherwise, the chances of successfully mastering the Sword Drawing Arts would become slimmer and slimmer!

… ….

For the next two days, Luo Chen continued to face the Wind Draw Sword.

The first day, 18,000 times!

The second day, 23,000 times!

Luo Chen had accomplished what he had thought. When he unsheathed his sword at home without the resistance of the wind, he also felt that drawing his sword was extremely easy, and the speed of his sword had greatly increased. Compared to the first day of practice, the difference was like heaven and earth.

However, in order to reach the same level as in the book, Luo Chen always felt that something was off. If he couldn't figure out what was wrong with it, then all his efforts of the past six days would be for naught!

Luo Chen felt at ease with the increase in his strength. He needed strength not to bully others, but to protect his family!

The people of this world worked hard to keep busy in order to look down on or not be looked down upon. Luo Chen was no exception, but he belonged to the latter!

"It's already been six days. Father, mother, and Xue'er have all silently given their all for me to focus on practicing the Sword Drawing Arts. I haven't done any work at home. If it's just this little bit of rewards, then how can I face them?"

"I can't even complete the first stage of Sword Drawing Arts. There's still the second stage, and the third stage, Sword Drawing Arts, I still have to learn them all at this rate. It's simply a fantasy!" What am I supposed to do? "

"This won't do. From tomorrow onwards, I should perform the second and third forms together. Otherwise, I won't have enough time!" As he thought about this, Luo Chen fell asleep due to exhaustion.

… ….

It was early in the morning and the sky was gray. The air was moist and cool.

Luo Chen had been practicing stabbing at the top of the top of the Void Cloud Mountain for an hour now.

"Sword Drawing Arts, second move. Sword Draw with three times the strength and speed of the first move!" He had to be able to hit the opponent's vital points in a flash of sword light! According to the descriptions in the book, one had to be like a ray of light with a sword! " Previously, when he had read up to this point, Luo Chen's heart had been filled with emotions. He had been looking forward to it, but at the same time, he couldn't help but think, could this be done? Whether he did it or not, everything could be explained by his actions!

Luo Chen faced the wind. Holding the sword hilt, he thrust the wooden sword forward again and again, bringing with him an unstoppable momentum!

After the same six hours, he had practiced a total of 36,000 times!

Yet another day, Luo Chen had stabbed out fifty-eight thousand times!

On the third day, Luo Chen began to practice putting away his sword. On the third day, Luo Chen began to practice putting away his sword.

Unknowingly, Luo Chen had practiced the "Sword Drawing Arts" for nine days. He had practiced the wooden sword from drawing to stabbing, and from then on to sheathing the sword, for a total of two hundred thousand times. This was an extraordinary experience for Luo Chen, and it was his only chance to change his fate! He had no way out. If he could not get this chance, then he would be destined to be mediocre in his entire life!

During these 200,000 times of practice, Luo Chen had also reflected on his actions as he moved, which could be considered as a small gain. However, thanks for the reward could only be considered as an introduction, as well as the memorization of one's body through hard work. Therefore, there were many things that Luo Chen could not understand about this "Sword Drawing Arts".

When he couldn't figure it out, Luo Chen simply didn't want to. Because quantitative change decided qualitative change, Luo Chen felt that he still hadn't practiced enough. He believed that he would have a chance to figure out what he didn't understand as he practiced!

… ….

Another three days had passed. On the first day, Luo Chen practiced drawing his sword 35,000 times!

The next day, Luo Chen would pull out his sword, draw out his sword, and put away his sword to practice. The next day, Luo Chen would pull out his sword, draw out his sword, and put away his sword to practice.

But practice makes perfect. When Luo Chen practiced for ten thousand times, his movements no longer felt awkward. They slowly became natural. This day, Luo Chen practiced for twenty thousand times!

On the third day, Luo Chen practiced thirty-six thousand times!

Luo Chen's movements were extremely skilled. However, his Sword Drawing Arts was still in the initial stages, so he did not know what had gone wrong! Perhaps he still hadn't done enough. By now, Luo Chen had already used up 12 days of his 20-day time limit.

Time was running out and Luo Chen was feeling extremely anxious. However, he did not know what the problem was!

On the morning of the thirteenth day, Luo Chen brought three steamed buns to the top of the Void Cloud Mountain. He decided to not return home until he had mastered the Sword Drawing Arts!

"Draw the sword, draw the sword, retract the sword, retract the sword, retract the sword …" Luo Chen repeated the whole sequence of actions mechanically.

When night fell, Luo Chen practiced a total of fifty thousand times! There were even more of them, but he was in an extremely bad mood!

"Why, exactly why!" Luo Chen fell to his knees, his entire body trembling as he used all his strength to grab at the dirt.

Perhaps it was due to Luo Chen's emotions affecting the weather, which changed as soon as he said it. Suddenly, a violent wind blew, and lightning flashed and thunder rumbled.

The wind grew stronger and stronger, seemingly capable of blowing Luo Chen away. He had no time to think. He quickly put away the wooden sword and found a place with large rocks to hold on tightly.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Purple bolts of lightning as thick as an arm appeared, rolling thunder!

Crack!

In the blink of an eye, a bolt of lightning struck Luo Chen in the back! He suddenly felt his entire body go numb, and he instantly lost consciousness. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive!

… ….

Two hours later, the rain gradually lessened and a person's figure became wet. He propped himself up on a rock and shook the water off his body. This person was Luo Chen. It was truly a miracle that he was still able to survive after being struck by lightning!

"My sword, where is my sword?" Luo Chen did not think about how he managed to survive. Instead, he searched for his wooden sword at the first possible moment. Soon, Luo Chen saw his wooden sword on the grass not far away.

The moment Luo Chen touched the wooden sword, a thought flashed through his mind. He slowly gripped the sword hilt, feeling as if the wooden sword had become a part of his body!

"What's going on? Why didn't I feel that way before?!" Luo Chen exclaimed in surprise!

However, when he saw that there were some cracks on his own wooden sword, his heart ached. Recently, this wooden sword had been accompanying him; it could be said to be his best partner!

"So that's how it is. Recently when I was training, the one supporting me was my parents. Xue'er's figure, I had completely forgotten about the sword itself. I was passively practicing the sword, not practicing from the bottom of my heart! Now, I finally understand that my heart likes swords. I like sword techniques! " Now that he had figured it out, Luo Chen felt completely relaxed, as if he had thrown away a heavy burden!

Then, Luo Chen picked up the wooden sword and practiced the Sword Drawing Arts once more. With just one attempt, he managed to use the Sword Drawing Arts to pull out the sword as fast as the wind, the sword as light as snow, the sword as flowing light, and the sword as lightning! Everything had been done casually, but it had been done in such a smooth and natural manner!

If an elder of the Heavenly Cloud Sword Sect were to see Luo Chen's Sword Drawing Arts, he would be flabbergasted! Because right now, Luo Chen was in a one in a million state with his sword as one! Reaching the unity of the human and the sword was first due to extreme emotions and sword, and second was due to luck and coincidence!

Luo Chen was lucky. The heavens would never let down those who worked hard. Wasn't his luck also good?