"You're transported to another world at the same time? What the hell is King Arthur?"

"Why does this guy seem so mysterious?"

Zhang Tian recalled the mysterious chuckle of his other self before leaving, and immediately knew that the other person was probably plotting something, but he had no idea what exactly they were plotting.

Although they share memories, they have each lived in their own worlds for over a decade, and their memories are not only vast but also fragmented. Therefore, when they share memories, they only share the important things.

They only had a general understanding of each other's situation and recent status.

They only know what happened in the past.

As for my thoughts and plans.

It's not that clear anymore.

However, Zhang Tian didn't care that much. After all, in his opinion, the upper limit of the urban world was just that. Could the other party possibly have a technological explosion in a short period of time and then drive the little broken ball to his world?

That's absolutely impossible.

The other self wouldn't harm him, but it would probably be a wasted effort, a complete waste of time and energy...

"Since things have come to this, let's start by... oh, no, let's start by practicing!"

Zhang Tian then began to diligently channel the evil-repelling internal energy.

Although Master Mo forbade him to cultivate, it was only because he was wary of the terrifying side effects of the Evil-Slaying Sword Technique. In addition, the other party had never practiced it before, and the matter of internal energy was extremely private and difficult to detect.

not to mention.

Which good child doesn't tell a little white lie to their parents?

Day two.

Mr. Mo then led Zhang Tian on a journey to Liu Zhengfeng's residence. Liu Zhengfeng had already descended Hengshan Mountain, as life on the mountain was austere and far from human habitation, making it difficult to obtain food, clothing, shelter, and transportation.

Therefore, Liu Zhengfeng had moved to the city with his disciples, wife, and descendants several years ago.

While on the road.

Although Master Mo was filled with unease, he was, after all, an old man who had experienced many great events. He kept everything to himself, kept his promise from yesterday, and instructed Zhang Tian, ​​teaching him even more powerful skills.

He advised, "The path of cultivation emphasizes gradual progress, taking each step with care. The worst thing is to be impatient, and the worst thing is to try to rush things!"

"In the two years I have been teaching you, I have not taught you any advanced sword techniques. I just wanted you to practice the basic sword techniques diligently and build a solid foundation."

"After all, any superior swordsmanship in the world evolves from basic swordsmanship. If the foundation is not solid, even the best swordsmanship will have flaws."

"But now that you have come into contact with the Seventy-Two Styles of the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique, you have tasted its flavor, and it will be difficult for you to calm your mind again in the future."

It's like practicing a child's martial art.

If one is willing to study and practice diligently every day before losing one's virginity, one's skill will increase very quickly, just like water rising with the sun.

Once you lose your virginity, you become addicted and can't stop, making it very difficult to turn back.

It has fallen into ruin several times.

Decades of perseverance have come to nothing.

Zhang Tian listened carefully to the teachings and knew that these were words of experience. However, he was even more aware of his own situation. He had the help of his counterparts from other worlds and was blessed with talent. He had many opportunities and could not be measured by the experience of ordinary people.

What Master Mo took out was indeed an extremely superior sword technique, named the Thirteen Forms of Hengshan Clouds and Mist with a Thousand Transformations.

This sword technique has an extraordinary origin.

"It was created by a senior from Hengshan who traveled the martial world for decades, combining his family's magic tricks and swordsmanship. His swordsmanship is as unpredictable as clouds and mist, with endless variations."

"Like a magic trick."

"Making its intricacies incomprehensible to ordinary people."

"In the life-or-death struggle, it held an immense advantage, truly a masterpiece of Hengshan!"

This is precisely why Master Mo is so confident in looking down on the Evil-Slaying Sword Technique. After all, the Evil-Slaying Sword Technique's moves are only sinister and unorthodox; without speed, it is nothing.

The ever-changing and ever-evolving Hengshan Cloud and Mist Thirteen Styles.

He was indeed a master of swordsmanship, and every move he made was incredibly unique.

The key is.

There's no need to pay any price; it just requires a certain level of understanding. The difference in skill is immediately apparent!

Zhang Tian's expression was strange because he remembered someone's comment on the matter: "If you practice magic tricks, then practice magic tricks; if you practice martial arts, then practice martial arts. But you always like to conflate the two."

I couldn't help but feel a little strange.

But when he actually received the moves from Master Mo and tried them out himself, he gradually understood the wonder and use of these moves and was amazed, marveling at the genius of the old master who created such swordsmanship.

The Thirteen Forms of Cloud and Mist were then unleashed.

It's like the neighbor's missile; even the person in question doesn't know where it is.

How can we expect the other side to defend against this?

Moreover, the Thirteen Forms of Cloud and Mist excels in defense, making it more suitable for triggering Arthur's silence skill than the fast and urgent Evil-Repelling Sword Technique, making it a perfect match.

Following Master Mo's instructions, Zhang Tian practiced the Thirteen Forms of Cloud and Mist. With the support of his internal energy, clouds and mist swirled around his longsword, obscuring its direction. It moved erratically, sometimes advancing, sometimes retreating.

If an enemy comes charging with a sword.

It can be introduced into the clouds and mist.

The clash of swords, creating a constant silence, will eventually leave one mentally sluggish, leaving one wide open and vulnerable.

What pleased him most was that one of the Thirteen Forms of Cloud and Mist actually allowed him to leap into the air and fall from the sky.

This would accomplish what the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual couldn't: by matching the king's ultimate skill and descending directly from the sky to unleash the ultimate move, forcibly inflicting internal injuries on the opponent.

These are all real people, you should know.

It's not a character from a game.

The characters in those games are data-driven. Even if they suffer 10,000 points of internal injury, and their health bar is completely gone, leaving only one drop of health, they can still be full of energy and continue fighting.

But if we put it in reality...

Even the slightest internal injury can easily severely weaken the opponent.

If the injury is located near the heart.

It's only slightly so.

Both can cause the other party to die suddenly.

"If I can fully integrate this move, its destructive power will be extremely strong. If I can truly unleash it in actual combat, even if Feng Qingyang and Dongfang Bubai come, they will be severely injured if not killed..."

"Such a brilliant move!"

"Let's call it..."

"A celestial being descending from the heavens!"

Zhang Tian was extremely pleased. This sword technique was as if it were tailor-made for him, bringing his talent to its fullest and directly raising his combat power to a new level.

A smile of joy spread across his face.

Master Mo was unaware of the reason behind it. He only felt that Zhang Tian really liked this move, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He was afraid that the other party would be affected by the evil nature of the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual, and that he would be tempted by speed and choose to go astray, regretting it for the rest of his life.

The two traveled for three days.

Until nightfall.

Mr. Mo then instructed Zhang Tian to take action, "You pretend to be a burglar breaking into the house, cover your face, and lure him out. Don't reveal your identity."

This is a prudent move.

To prevent the possibility of people from Songshan being nearby.

Zhang Tianxin understood and left with his sword. Although he had experience in infiltrating the mansion to kill villains, those were ultimately just ordinary people.

His lightness skill wasn't particularly good.

Stepping on the roof tiles of that house.

He only took a few steps before he woke up Liu Zhengfeng from his deep sleep.

The other person's eyes snapped open, a look of surprise on their face. They sneered, "Where did this blind little thief come from? Humph!"

He's none other than Master Liu from Hengshan!

He immediately drew his longsword and thrust it forward, but his expression quickly changed.

No! Something's wrong!