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"Although Mr. Li ranked Senior Feng Qingyang last, he also said that Senior Feng Qingyang's swordsmanship skills are among the top five."
"The reason it's ranked last is because Senior Feng Qingyang couldn't get rid of the troubles caused by the Dugu Nine Swords."
"Mr. Li is right, because he is the Sword Immortal of Peace, and his swordsmanship has reached a level that is beyond description."
"But what makes you think that way? With your mediocre skills, you dare to talk about realms? Do you understand what I'm saying?"
""
Kid, you're pretty arrogant!
What you said makes a lot of sense, but you just wait and see.
After taking a sip of fragrant tea and fully savoring its aroma, Li Chengqian slowly put down his teacup.
"The following individuals can be said to have exhausted their skills to the Tao. They stand at the threshold of the Tao of the sword. Entering it is like entering a pure land, while retreating is like entering the mortal world."
"If any of them can take another step forward, it's not impossible for them to be among the top three."
Upon hearing this, someone immediately stood up and asked, "Mr. Li, when will they be able to take that step?"
Upon hearing this question, Li Chengqian smiled and shook his folding fan.
"This step may seem short, but in reality, it's separated by thousands of miles. Breaking through it is as difficult as climbing to the sky."
After listening, everyone understood what Mr. Li meant.
They can't break through this level. If they could, they would have done so long ago.
"Of course, if you still don't quite understand what it means to be a person who has entered the Dao, then listen to the seventh person on the Sword God Ranking."
"The seventh on the Great Ming Sword God Ranking, the Sword Prodigy Fang Baoyu."
"Ten years ago, the white-clad man from Japan challenged the Central Plains. Later, he fought a battle with the purple-clad Marquis at sea. The purple-clad Marquis barely won by half a move, but was seriously injured."
"However, the man in white made a seven-year agreement, intending to challenge the Central Plains again after seven years."
"Knowing that his days were numbered, the Marquis of Purple Robes recognized the eleven-year-old Fang Baoyu and entrusted him with the seven-year agreement."
“Fang Baoyu went through many hardships, learned from heaven and earth, and finally comprehended the way of the sword. He was truly a prodigy in the world of swordsmanship.”
"His self-created Natural Sword is triggered by the mind; it is a sword technique that is ever-renewing and full of hope."
"Finally, at the critical moment, he comprehended the secret and defeated the man in white, thus averting a crisis for the martial arts world."
"As the saying goes, life and death, success and failure, are decided in an instant. The victor is lonely and the loser is dead. If time could be reversed eleven years, the children with graying temples would be carefree."
"Fang Baoyu, the Sword Prodigy, should be ranked seventh on the Sword God List."
After he finished speaking, everyone in the inn gaped in astonishment.
No wonder Mr. Li looked down on Feng Qingyang's talent. At first, everyone didn't understand, but now they completely do.
What is a genius? This is a genius! God is practically feeding him!
Challenging a white-clad swordsman from Japan at the age of eighteen—that sounds incredibly impressive.
He challenged the white-clad swordsman from Japan at eighteen, shouldering the fate of the Central Plains martial arts world; I, at eighteen...
Listen to music in the brothel!
"This Fang Baoyu sounds impressive, does anyone know his actual strength?"
Someone raised this question, and the others immediately replied, "It's not difficult to find out Fang Baoyu's strength."
"Ask Mr. Li! Fang Baoyu defeated the white-clad swordsman from Dongying. Why not use the white-clad swordsman's strength as a benchmark?"
Upon hearing this, many travelers in the inn began to inquire about the white-robed swordsman's strength.
Upon seeing this, Li Chengqian smiled.
"We're talking about the Great Ming Sword God Ranking now; it would be somewhat inappropriate to refer to Japanese swordsmen."
"Why don't I tell you about the situation of the Purple-Clad Marquis, so that everyone can have a comparison?"
Everyone was very satisfied with the result.
Li Chengqian didn't hesitate. After a moment's thought, he said directly, "The Purple-Clad Marquis has no name or surname and spends his days sailing on a five-colored sailboat."
"A renowned swordsman from home and abroad, he is familiar with the secret sword techniques of 193 schools of swordsmanship and has mastered the essence of each school."
"In the battle at sea against the white-clad Japanese man, he used ninety-seven different sword techniques, but in the end, he managed to win by half a move using the Demon-Slaying Sword Technique, which had been lost to the martial arts world for a hundred years."
"However, after using ninety-seven different sword techniques, the Purple-Clad Marquis's internal energy has been depleted by more than half."
"Although he won by half a move, his heart meridian was also severed by the true energy of the white-clad man on the sword."
"That's why the seven-year agreement was entrusted to Fang Baoyu."
"Does everyone understand what I'm saying?"
""
I understand, I understand perfectly, in short it's just one sentence.
They're amazing, I'm trash!
Room No. 4, Tianzi.
The smile on Afei's face vanished, because after listening to the Purple-Clad Marquis's description, he had a clear understanding of the three men's strength.
I am three years younger than Fang Baoyu, but Fang Baoyu was already able to defeat the white-clad swordsman from Japan when he was eighteen.
I can't beat the white-clad swordsman from ten years in the future, let alone myself from ten years ago!
Thinking of this, Afei felt a sense of frustration welled up inside him.
Is my kendo talent really that bad?
Seeing this, Li Xunhuan laughed and said, "Don't be discouraged. Your talent in swordsmanship is not bad. Give you some more time, and you can reach this level too."
Upon hearing this, Afei raised his head and asked, "Big brother, can I really do it?"
“I’m eighteen this year, but I’m no match for Fang Baoyu, not even at eighteen.”
"What does this mean? Even if you can't surpass him now, it doesn't mean you can't surpass him in the future."
"If you still don't have confidence, you can ask Mr. Li later, and he will tell you the answer."
Room No. 5, Tianzi.
Ximen Chuixue's sword intent raged, and Lu Xiaofeng huddled humbly in a corner.
It's not that Lu Xiaofeng couldn't resist these scattered sword intents, but rather that he didn't want to resist them.
Ximen Chuixue had tried to test his Lingxi Finger technique on the King of Zhao more than once, but he had never given him the chance.
What if I fight him and he turns around and attacks me with a sword?
I wasn't even sure I could catch his sword. If I slipped, I'd lose a finger.
I wouldn't do something so foolish.
Sensing Lu Xiaofeng's resentment, Ximen Chuixue tilted his head slightly and asked, "What are you afraid of?"
"What do you think I'm afraid of! You couldn't find any opponents before, but now you're surrounded by them."
"You're not allowed to mess with me again. I won't use the Spirit Finger to catch your sword."
Upon hearing this, Ximen Chuixue nodded.
"I really don't need it anymore. I have a better goal now."
Lu Xiaofeng: ""
Don't underestimate me, okay? I'm a master of the "One Finger of Intuition" technique.
Fine, I'll just admit defeat. I'll save my fingers for eating.
Even if he might not be able to cut it off, why should I take that risk?
Chapter 222 A Luxurious Lineup in the Corner: Will Ximen Chuixue Die?
Fang Baoyu's comments saddened countless martial arts practitioners, who had previously only heard of how talented others were.
After some thought, they felt they were in a similar situation, but after hearing Mr. Li's detailed comments, they understood.
There really is an insurmountable gap between geniuses and mediocrities.
However, this sorrowful mood did not last long, and the martial arts practitioners below regained their previous excitement.
Jianghu Ke: Hehe!
He's a kendo genius, what does that have to do with me? I use a hammer.
Although they were only changed two days ago, they are different weapons and cannot be compared.
The discussion about Fang Baoyu didn't last long; the inn quickly fell silent.
Because Mr. Li said that Ximen Chuixue was not among the top five in swordsmanship.
Now that four people have been selected for the Sword God Ranking, the sixth place must be Ximen Chuixue.
Everyone was eager to see how Mr. Li would evaluate this cold-faced swordsman in the martial arts world.
Despite the urging looks from the crowd, Li Chengqian slowly put down his teacup as usual and said unhurriedly, "The sixth on the Great Ming Sword God Ranking is Ximen Chuixue."
"The moon shines on the cold mountain peak, reflecting the frost; the sword's edge is warm with blood, proudly defying the vastness."
"White robes, whiter than snow, fall in the wind; plum blossoms beneath the sword, their fragrance mingling with blood."
"Ximen Chuixue, the owner of Wanmei Manor, is no less wealthy than the Hua family of the Ming Dynasty. His swordsmanship is superb."
"The sword's edge is sharp and incisive; the Sword God's smile can move even immortals, Buddhas, ghosts, and gods."
He began learning swordsmanship at the age of seven, became obsessed with swords, and took lives in the blink of an eye, viewing killing as an art.
"There is a sword technique that no one has ever seen, because those who have seen it are already dead."
"There is a kind of loneliness that cannot be understood, because it is a loneliness that belongs only to sword geniuses."
"This is Ximen Chuixue's way of the sword: he pours his emotions into the sword. The more emotionless one's heart is, the sharper the sword in one's hand becomes."
"If one day he can sever his emotions and desires, then his swordsmanship will be flawless."
"It's a pity that he hasn't yet defeated his destined enemy, and his swordsmanship hasn't reached perfection."
"After careful consideration, we have placed him sixth on the Sword God Ranking."