Across a vast valley field, a boy in white stood with a girl in red. As the wind blew gently through their hair, they confronted each other. Lu Yan placed her hand on the sword and got ready to attack the boy in front of her, who still had a smile on his face. He gently brought the sword to his hand, but it was still sheathed.

"You will have to unsheathe your sword if you don't want to die." Lu Yan was a little annoyed looking at the boy in front of her. Looking at him, she could only grind her teeth and suppress her anger as she used all her sword intent against him. The feeling that he did not take her seriously angered her.

I can't unsheathe this sword. You can come to me as you like. But remember to think about what your sword wants and what you want in your mind when you raise your sword. He gestured to attack him as he said, "This is the crucial step to developing your higher-level sword intent."

Lu Yan wanted to overcome her bottleneck desperately, and the only way to do that was to train with him. Even though the boy in front of her could be fooling her, she had no choice but to accept him. Even after repeated advice from Elder Su, she came here early in the morning to find him. Before challenging him again, she wanted to find out whether he could teach her anything. This time it was a one-on-one battle. She was a genius who was adored by thousands of people. She lost to a mere mortal, which was unacceptable. Her revenge was also implemented in this battle. If she could beat up the cocky boy in front of her, she could regain her pride in being a genius.

Li Yang could feel her emotions right from the start of the battle. The kind of pride she had was bursting through. But all he could do was sigh. Genius was everywhere. He couldn't count the number of geniuses he had killed. A person is only a genius if he has the luck to live long enough. The girl in front of her was good, but her pride in being a genius obstructed her progress. A sword is a free weapon. Being a sword emperor means being free. A person who can't even let go of his or her pride cannot become a sword emperor. The first thing he had to do to train her was to destroy her pride. She had to understand that being a genius was nothing but her inflated ego.

Lu Yan rushed forward and stabbed the figure in front of her. The speed of the sword was so fast that it felt like there were afterimages of the sword. It reached his face in a second. Even Lu Yan felt that she had not controlled her strength. She didn't want to kill him, but it was too late. The sword moved right in front of his face, and when it was about to pierce him, a blue sword came up and blocked it right in front of his face. He held his sword upside down, and the part of the sword that blocked her sword was the hilt of the sword.

Li Yang smiled and rotated his sword along with hers. Before she could retract her sword, she felt a momentum that passed through her sword and along her hands. She gritted her teeth and pulled back her sword, slicing his head. Still, the same thing happened. It was like he knew what she was going to do.

With a frustrated roar, she hacked and sliced at him. The beautiful dance of swords continued. Although it looked like Lu Yan had the advantage of fighting, she knew that the other party was just using one hand to control the sword. This was to defend against all her attacks.

After a long time, she could only retract her sword and sit on the floor. She had attacked him for more than an hour, and she was exhausted. She gasped for breath and looked at him. He stood there, a smile etched on his face. He was not even sweating after the intense battle.

He could feel her desperation now. The inflated ego she had was shattered by him. He walked up to her and sat down opposite her. "You are thinking too much when you use a sword. The sword should be decisive and free, and not hesitate. If you had come at me like you were facing an enemy, you would have broken through my defenses. But your sword hesitated at the last second and I could defend myself in that split second. You should always remember, A second of time in a battle against people with the same cultivation is like life or death

He stood up and walked away from her. His robes still fluttered in the wind. The ethereal face still had a smile, but it remained unnoticed by the girl sitting behind him. She just sat there for a day, and the sword aura around her slowly intensified. The leaves around her were cut into pieces when they came into contact with this aura. Li Yang smiled and walked away. It looks like she is still a genius.

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Yun Family compound,

A handsome boy in blue robes stood with his eyes closed in a wide-open courtyard. Although the surroundings were unusually quiet, nobody had the courage to approach the space around him. As ferocious intent swirled around, cracks formed on the stones under his feet. Yun Han, the famous genius of the Yun family There was a sense of arrogance on his face, as though he could look down on all the other geniuses on the planet.

An elder stood beside him looking at the boy, and a gratified smile formed on his lips. This time he had complete confidence in crushing the younger generation of the Li family, and his confidence came from the boy in front of him. It is his grandson who has already touched on the basics of saber intent. Although Yun Han and Lu Yan were both brilliant, he was far away from her. He had only touched the basics of saber intent. However, she had already broken through the upper levels of sword intent. However, understanding the basics of sword intent can be said to be the mark of a genius.

Similarly, in another compound, there was a boy in black who was meditating. He too was a genius, and he was hailed as number one in the Zhang family. He too had understood the intent of wind force. This was one of the hardest intentions to understand. But he did it at a young age. He slowly floated up while she was sitting and then slowly came down, sitting in the same place. His eyes opened, and then a sneer came to his face.

With his windy intent, he was going to destroy his opponents and write history, becoming the champion of the tournament. Ultimately, this event would be his day, and finally, the genius of the era would rise.

But the majority of people didn't know this was the start of a bloody era in which a boy with a blue sword dominated the so-called geniuses.

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