Swordsmanship is a skill that can only be acquired by those with extraordinary talents. Why do you torture yourself so hard? "Someone advised earnestly. "Looking at the slow progress of your cultivation, wouldn't it mean that you are trying to accomplish something that even a saint would find difficult to achieve with your current skills? "Another person was even more blunt. "Even if ordinary people learn swordsmanship and practice Qi, what can they do? Those crude and superficial moves are simply a blasphemy against the exquisite swordsmanship! "Some people mocked disdainfully. "Ordinary people won't be strong in martial arts. " These words were like sharp blades, piercing Feng Yu's heart mercilessly, but he did not flinch or waver at all. Maybe what others said was not unreasonable, maybe everything he did was really meaningless? But so what? Feng Yu always believed in his faith in his heart and would never give up easily. For countless days and nights, he suffered bloody injuries while practicing sword practice. The most brutal one was that he practiced the same sword technique over and over again for seven days and seven nights, without eating a grain of rice, drinking water, or even closing his eyes for a moment. In the end, due to excessive physical strength, his vision went dark and he fainted. When he woke up again, he found himself on a snow-capped mountain. If a woman hadn't happened to pass by and come to the rescue, he would have died long ago and slept in this ice and snow forever. In that era, there was no technique that ordinary people could practice. You must know that the Taixu Sword Technique is extremely powerful, but at the same time it has extremely demanding requirements for practitioners. All martial arts in the world have extremely high thresholds, and only a few of God's proud ones can succeed in them. As for the vast majority of ordinary people, they can only wait for miracles and are unable to protect themselves in the face of danger. Feng Yu harbors a great and seemingly unattainable dream in her heart - to create a new era in which everyone can practice martial arts and have the power to protect themselves. He always believed that even the most ordinary people should have the ability to protect themselves, so that they would not fall into complete despair when faced with life and death. Because even if there is only a glimmer of hope, it is a precious light of hope for continued survival. Once, Feng Yu witnessed a heartbreaking scene: a human businessman was ruthlessly killed by a ferocious monster, with a look of despair on his face. This situation made Feng Yu feel filled with grief and anger. Out of rage, he swung his sword resolutely and instantly killed the raging monster with his sword. However, even though the monster was gone, Feng Yu still felt unbearable pain, as if the desperate look of the businessman before his death was deeply imprinted in his soul. Since then, Feng Yu has worked harder and harder to study and improve Taixu Sword Technique, hoping to make it more powerful and easier to practice, so that more people can master this peerless sword technique. However, every failure in his attempts will trigger a strong backlash, causing him to vomit blood and suffer great physical pain. But even so, Feng Yu never gave up. Countless times, he fell down among the barren mountains due to exhaustion, looking up at the vast starry sky, letting the cold and biting wind and snow pour into his mouth. People around him were completely unable to understand Feng Yu's almost crazy persistence, even the elders of Jianzhong and even the sect leader. They felt that Feng Yu was simply dreaming and whimsical. Facing doubts and confusion from the outside world, Feng Yu is like a lonely traveler, silently adhering to his unwavering faith and exploring alone on this road full of thorns and ups and downs. Time flies by. In the past, the fellow apprentices who joined Feng Yu all started families and started businesses, and some became highly respected elders, while others chose to leave the school and go out to explore the world. But Feng Yu stayed here consistently and walked persistently, day after day, year after year, without any wavering. During this period, he experienced countless embarrassing moments and suffered countless bloody injuries, but all these setbacks and tribulations failed to defeat him. Instead, he became more determined and tenacious in pursuing his dreams. He was covered in blood, and his white robe had completely turned into a blood robe, and his blood and sweat were condensed into ice slag by the cold light. He quietly stared at the pile of basic sword techniques and mental techniques in front of him that took a full twenty years to complete, and he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of helplessness and disappointment in his heart. In the eyes of others, these hard work may be just some simple ways to strengthen the body, seemingly useless. However, at this moment, a burst of wild laughter suddenly sounded - "Hahaha! "Feng Yu looked up to the sky and laughed. The laughter was deafening, as if it was about to break through the sky. "This is just a step, a big step forward! "His eyes shone with a fiery light, revealing an almost paranoid determination. To outsiders, he had fallen into a state of madness, even a little stupid, but so what? He knew that his talents were limited and far inferior to those unique geniuses. But in this world, are only geniuses really capable of achieving something? No, he would never accept his fate! Everyone should have equal opportunities to chase their dreams and defend their own life. Therefore, he resolutely chose this thorny road, even if the road ahead is difficult, because for him, this is the road he believes in and the meaning of his life! If these researches can eventually succeed, then even the most ordinary ordinary people will have the opportunity to embark on the path of martial arts. In this way, it will not only greatly enhance the power of human beings to resist the invasion of monsters, but also give countless people the ability to protect themselves. Once successfully realized, this will undoubtedly become a key turning point in changing the destiny of the entire human race. For a long time, the number of human warriors has been scarce and has always been in a state of demon.
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