Kendo, Swordsmanship

118 一 Kill with One Sword Green Tea and Spirits on Green PlumEastern Fantasy117k WordsOngoing —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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That's the sword cultivator

119 大 There Are Three Thousand Avenues, but I Am the Only One Who Dominates Ren ChunleiEastern Fantasy148k WordsCompleted —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Whether the sword is a sword or not, you will know just by reading the excerpts from the article: Three months passed quickly. Tianzong's arena is located on the top of a majestic mountain, overlooking the entire Tianzong. The peaks are steep and shrouded in clouds and mist, like a sacred place connected to the sky. There is a huge circular stage built on the ring, which is made of solid black iron and exudes a light metallic luster. There is a circle of towering auditoriums around the stage for Tianzong's elders, disciples and representatives from various factions to watch the battle. In the auditorium, colorful neon lanterns hung in the air, emitting a warm and bright light. Flowers and green plants were arranged between the seats, adding a touch of life to the arena. Around the stage, towering stone pillars are carved with exquisite runes and sword patterns, embodying the sacred power of the Heavenly Sword Palace. The sun shines through the clouds and reflects on the ring like a sacred light. In the center of the stage, a huge flag fluttered high, embroidered with the Tianzong's symbol - the flying sword, which contrasted with the blue sky, symbolizing the spirit of Tianzong disciples' pursuit of freedom and power. Looking around the arena, you can see the rolling mountains and winding rivers, like a magnificent landscape painting. On the peaks shrouded in clouds and mist, the sight of birds soaring and spreading their wings is refreshing. The Tianzong disciples stood in the audience, wearing uniform blue robes, their eyes solemn and excited. They are the pride of Tianzong, and their eyes reveal their desire for the battle of the strong and their courage to challenge. The entire arena was filled with a tense and fierce atmosphere, and everyone was looking forward to seeing the strong person born in this contest. The wind howls and the sun shines. The Tianzong faction selection officially began. Lin Feng stood in the square, staring at the ice mage who was about to become his first opponent. The ice mage was wearing a silver-white robe, with a cold face and a cold light in his eyes. He was holding a crystal clear ice staff, filled with cold air. Lin Feng felt the powerful cold air emanating from the ice mage's body, which was a kind of heart-stopping frost energy. He took a deep breath, gripped the lightsaber with both hands, and prepared to face the challenge. The ice mage slowly raised the ice staff, and a light of frost emitted from the end of the staff, forming a solid ice wall around him. He looked at Lin Feng indifferently, waved his ice staff lightly, and a piece of ice crystal flew out at a speed that was so fast that it was difficult to dodge. Lin Feng's heart trembled, and he immediately jumped into the air, avoiding the attack of ice crystals nimbly. He held the lightsaber tightly with both hands, and the light of the sword was bright and dazzling. He quickly rushed towards the ice mage, making a series of sword moves, each sword carrying powerful sword energy. The ice mage sneered, and the ice staff in his hand danced, forming a sheet of ice mist, completely covering himself. Lin Feng's eyes condensed and he calmly observed the movements in the ice mist. Suddenly, a cold breath hit him, and he dodged to one side, only to see an ice blade passing by him. Lin Feng knew that the Ice Mage was able to navigate the ice mist with ease, and if he wanted to defeat him, he had to get close to him. He used the agility and agility of sword control to constantly shuttle through the ice mist, observing the ice mage's movements. Suddenly, he discovered that there were weak cracks in the ice mage's ice wall. This is his chance! Lin Feng seized the opportunity and quickly flew over, his lightsaber piercing the crack in the ice wall like lightning. With a loud noise, the ice wall completely shattered, the ice mist dispersed, and the ice mage's figure was exposed to the broad daylight. His expression became tense. As Lin Feng approached, the ice shield immediately blocked the front. An ice pick followed. Lin Feng was unable to avoid it, and the lightsaber was blocked in front of his chest and was severely knocked away. Then several more ice picks followed. "Sword Domain, open!" His body exuded an invisible sword energy, and the surrounding space began to fluctuate. Soon, a strange domain was formed, filled with strong sword energy. The speed of the ice cone was slowed down, and Lin Feng easily dodged it. This sword field allowed Lin Feng to fully display his sword skills, making his sword moves even sharper and faster. The sword energy surges in the field, like thousands of troops galloping, carrying the power to destroy everything. The ice mage felt the powerful aura erupting from Lin Feng, and his face became solemn. He did not dare to despise his opponent anymore, and immediately used more powerful ice spells to try to withstand Lin Feng's attack. But in the realm, every one of his spells is greatly restricted. The sword and ice were intertwined, and Lin Feng's sword moves were like a violent storm. Each sword was filled with the power of the sword realm. The ice mage was forced to dodge constantly, but it was difficult to withstand Lin Feng's fierce offensive. At this time, Tianzong disciples and elders from various factions also witnessed this fierce duel on the viewing platform. Their eyes shone with admiration and shock, and they were full of praise for Lin Feng's swordsmanship. The elders of Tianjian Palace were also deeply attracted by the realm of swords displayed by Lin Feng. They know that the talent of breaking through the realm of swords just after arriving in the big world is very outstanding even among the inner disciples. In the interplay of sword moves, Lin Feng caught the ice mage's moment of negligence and pierced his defense with a sword, knocking him back several steps. The ice mage was horrified to find that he could no longer resist, and could only helplessly raise his hand to the referee. Lin Feng put away his lightsaber, and the sword realm gradually disappeared. "Concession," Lin Feng said with his hands in hand, and the ice mage responded in the same way. This is because there are a total of sixteen newly promoted disciples fighting this year. The two-by-two duel requires a total of four games. The disciple who wins in the end will get the right to choose the faction first, while the other disciples can only be passively selected by the faction. After a few days of rest, the second duel began. The second target of Lin Feng's duel was the mystic who had won the previous test. After a brief introduction, the two stepped onto the ring. The mystic was wearing a purple robe and holding an ancient secret code in his hand. His eyes were deep and revealed a mysterious aura. Lin Feng knew that mystics were good at using spells and runes to cast powerful spells and needed to stay vigilant. He quickly adjusted his status. "The second duel begins." Following the referee's command, the mystic held the code in his hand and muttered words. Strange runes flew out of his mouth and turned into brilliant rays of light. These rays of light converged into a barrier, protecting the mystic within it, and at the same time launched an attack on Lin Feng. Lin Feng nimbly dodged the attack of the rune light, and at the same time, he had to guard against the spell attack that the mystic might cast. He stared at the mystic, looking for an opportunity. Suddenly, a low groan came from the mystic's code, and the whole scene began to become weird. A purple mist spread, blocking Lin Feng's sight. Lin Feng was alert, knowing that there was danger hidden in the mist. Suddenly, a purple lightning shot out of the mist and headed straight for Lin Feng. Lin Feng immediately made a dodge action, but the lightning was so fast that it only scratched Lin Feng's shoulder, leaving a shallow scar. Lin Feng gritted his teeth, he could not be bothered by the fog and lightning. He concentrated his mind and condensed his sword intention, and the realm of the sword was revealed again. A sword light formed by condensed sword energy spurted out from Lin Feng's lightsaber, instantly cutting through the fog and revealing the mystic's figure to Lin Feng's field of vision. Lin Feng quickly launched an attack, his sword moves were sharp and powerful, and every sword move carried endless sword intent. The sword energy crisscrossed and quickly approached the mystic. When the mystic saw this, he quickly chanted a spell, and a huge purple magic circle appeared at his feet. The magic circle quickly unfolded, releasing powerful defensive power. Lin Feng's sword attacks came like a violent storm, constantly hitting the magic array, but they could not be easily broken. The mystic's eyes were bright and he continued to cast spells. Suddenly, the codex in the mystic's hand emitted a strong light, and purple energy condensed in his palm. He raised his hands and fired a huge purple energy ball towards Lin Feng. Lin Feng felt the threat contained in the energy ball. He quickly gathered his sword intent, swung his lightsaber, emitted a sword light, and collided with the energy ball. The sword light and the energy ball met, erupting with dazzling light and strong impact. The air on the field seemed to freeze, forming a brief stagnation. When the light dissipated, Lin Feng stood there, while the mystic took a few steps back with a shocked expression on his face. Lin Feng seized this opportunity and launched another attack. His movements were agile and his sword moves were continuous. As the sword light flickered, each sword move quickly approached the mystic, threatening his life. The mystic fell into a passive position. He kept releasing spells to defend himself, but Lin Feng's sword moves followed him like a shadow, leaving almost no flaws. When the elders of Tianjian Palace who were watching the battle saw Lin Feng's swordsmanship, their eyes were full of admiration and joy. They became more and more sure of Lin Feng's strength. Even if Lin Feng failed, he would still be their priority.

120 三 Three Feet of Cold Light Nangong MeiyueFantastical Romance2.8M WordsOngoing 121Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Three major female protagonists, no CP, no male protagonist, sword cultivation, martial arts, evil cultivation, slow-burning, space, Hehuan Sect, no system, not a cool novel, no time travel, half-group portrait, experience and growth, one body and two souls, business adventure, worlds, epic strategy, online IQ, super long novel, non-traditional cultivation of immortality, this book is not divided into male and female, I believe there is always one suitable for you!

121 世 The First Immortal in the World Lost Fish CubEastern Fantasy152k WordsOngoing —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Real sword cultivator! ! !

122 朝 Morning Clouds and Dusk Snow Xixi BU HeheEastern Fantasy383k WordsOngoing 1Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The rhythm is tight, not procrastinating, the IQ is online, not intellectually depressing, the story is strong, and it is not watery. It is worth a read. After reading it, if you think it is good, come back and give it a thumbs up...