Sword Emperor to Be a God - C301 Radix Coriariae

The sword was a short, sharp weapon, easy to carry without being discovered by others. In regards to the sword’s attack, the most important thing was that it had to be ‘fast, accurate and ruthless’. No matter how powerful the crown teacher and the Mages were, their own bodies were the most vulnerable.

While they were unprepared, the sharpness of the blade was enough to kill them in one blow. The soul of the sword technique was the One with the Sword, the sword in his hand followed his will, both offense and defense, relying on his use of the sword to achieve an effect that the crown force could not achieve.

The sword technique was created through the unremitting efforts of generations and generations by the seniors who had mastered martial arts. It was the crystallization of the wisdom of their predecessors. Although the sword technique was exquisite, against crown teacher and the mages, it was not an advantage.

Although the sword technique did not require crown force to cultivate, it did require a high level of spirit power and perception. The more mature the sword technique was, the more strict one’s control over the spiritual force would be.

Just as Long Chenhao had an understanding of the entire sword technique, his mind started to process the sword technique’s every move and deduction, from simple to complicated, as he practiced step by step.

The little person in Long Chenhao’s mind was sometimes illusory and sometimes real, the afterimages of the sword forming ripples one after another. When Long Chenhao saw the complete display of the sword technique, he realized how simple he had used the sword.

Other than some simple horizontal slashes, he did not have any techniques. The sword in his hand was like a stick in the hands of a child, unable to display much of its power.

Long Chenhao opened his eyes and picked up a small tree branch beside him. He recalled the movements that appeared in his mind a moment ago and started to imitate one move after another, chopping and stabbing at each other in a crafty manner. Although he was still unfamiliar with the place now, he had made great progress compared to before.

His feet were moving together with his body, and the tree branches in his hands were like a long, soft whip, dancing in the air. When Long Chenhao tried to do a complex sword move, due to Long Chenhao’s lack of practice, the flexibility of his wrist was not good enough. The first was that he could not react in time and the branch in his hand slipped and fell to the ground.

It was at this time that Long Chenhao gradually understood the difficulty of cultivating his martial arts. He had only cultivated for such a short period of time and he was already exhausted.

The pain he had suffered was only a drop in the bucket. Thinking about it, Long Chenhao once again picked up the branch on the ground and started to repeat the sword technique. He repeated it again and again.