I was told I'd be a late bloomer, but I was born with the potential to achieve great things!

Clouds have no form, wind has no shape.

The core of Whirlwind Fist is that power originates from the mind, using the fist to drive the body's power into a spiral motion, thus enabling the release of powerful spiral force.

The reason why it can instantly unleash force exceeding its own strength is that the way the force is generated has changed.

But people are alive, while swords are dead.

Before one has cultivated inner strength and generated pure internal energy from one's own blood and qi, mere force cannot last on the sword.

This is why, even when my Qingfeng Sword Technique reaches perfection, the sword energy still cannot exceed one zhang (approximately 3.3 meters).

To integrate the spiraling force with sword energy, I need to change the sword moves of the Qingfeng Sword Technique.

A strong wind is like a knife, but a tornado can destroy the world.

"What I need to do is to use my strength to generate power and use sword techniques to create a gust of wind around my body, thus forming a spiral."

Only by achieving this first step can I integrate the spiraling, fierce force into every single sword strike.

Looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, Zhou An, who had been pondering for days on the mountaintop, suddenly had a breakthrough in his thinking.

The next moment, Zhou An moved.

"Clang!"

The longsword was drawn, emitting a resounding clang.

Zhou An flicked his wrist, swung his sword, and unleashed his power with ease. He then took a sudden step forward with his right foot, turned around, and swung his sword away.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, a chilling white light, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, emerged from the fine iron longsword.

It's the light of a sword.

However, the sword light, which could unleash astonishing destructive power, did not transform into sword energy and break through the air as before. Instead, it accompanied Zhou An's continuous dancing in mid-air, emitting bursts of wailing sounds.

One, two, three...

Zhou An's speed increased, and the longsword in his hand, gleaming with a cold light, transformed into circles of sword shadows.

To shift and move.

Zhou An followed the sword.

His body shape appears to be constantly changing, but in reality, it is moving in circles.

People move outwards in a circular motion, while swords move inwards in a circular motion.

The outer circle encloses the inner circle, the large circle sandwiches the small circle, and the two intertwine to gradually form a spiral wind.

"drink!"

At a certain moment, Zhou An let out a loud shout, and with his feet as the axis, his waist and hips twisted and his wrists suddenly flicked, unleashing a powerful force with a large circle of his body.

"Buzzing!"

Sword beams shot out from the snow-white blade, transforming into intertwined sword energies that pierced through the air.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

The sword energy rushed forward, gathering into a small gust of wind that whipped up the pine needles and hurtled towards the cliff.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the spiraling gust of wind exploded and dissipated in the air a few feet away.

"The idea is correct, but the Qingfeng Sword Technique has too many limitations. We must create a sword technique that is suitable for it."

A set of sword techniques that can more effectively generate swift winds.

Watching the dissipating spiral sword energy, Zhou An slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and wiped the hot sweat from his forehead.

Although he successfully unleashed the spiral sword energy, it was not as far-reaching or sharp as the simple breeze sword energy.

not to mention......

Once engaged in combat, the opponent will not give him such a long time to build up his power.

It took too long to work from the outside in, and although the sword energy seemed to form a spiral, it did not completely merge together. This is why it only flew a few feet away before dissipating.

Because during this process, the sword energy clashed and was consumed.

"wind!"

Looking at the strong wind blowing from the distant sea of ​​clouds, Zhou An's gaze subconsciously fell on the sword immortal's sword.

The mountain peaks rise amidst the sea of ​​clouds, leaving only a sliver of light to admire their majestic grandeur.

Within that enormous sword wound, Zhou An could imagine countless gusts of wind being compressed as they passed through the gap in the sword wound.

A raging flood, breaching its banks at one point, can unleash an astonishing torrent of power.

What if it were a strong wind instead...?

"If I could concentrate the spiraling force within my body into a single point and unleash it..."

Zhou An put down his long sword, raised his palms like two towering peaks in front of him, and slowly brought them closer. Then he opened his mouth and blew.

From the outside in, from the small to the large.

Focus on one point, and reach the pinnacle.

"I need more sword techniques to support my creative ideas; otherwise, it will be difficult to create a world-destroying sword technique like Tornado in a short period of time with just one Qingfeng sword technique."

But before that, I can try to reach the pinnacle little by little.

Zhou An lowered his hands, no longer hesitating to directly integrate all the spiraling force into the Qingfeng Sword Qi. Instead, he began to try to gradually increase its power while maintaining the sharpness of the Qingfeng Sword Qi.

As the sun rose and set, Zhou An would climb to the mountaintop every day to observe the mountain and cultivate his spiritual practice.

During this time, Liu Shuqing, Wang Yi, Sun Wenhao and others would also come to bring him some news about Yunxia's base and the Black Tiger Gang.

Each time Zhou An exchanged information with them, he would also practice with them, giving them guidance on their fist and sword techniques.

Unlike the open and covert struggles between the two elders, Gong Jiang and Huang Huayuan, their relationship was still relatively simple and genuine, having only been learning martial arts together for less than three months.

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty days have passed.

At the mountaintop, Zhou Anjian moved with him, and with a flick of his wrist, sharp sword energies slashed out from the gleaming blade.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

In the blink of an eye, the sword energy flew seven feet away and reached a distance of ten feet. When it dissipated, it exploded with a bang, revealing the force of a raging wind.

【Qingfeng Sword Technique (Sword Momentum Mastery 8/100): Practice a thousand times a day, and you can master it in ten years】

The Qingfeng Sword Technique is ultimately just a fast sword technique at the human level; its limit is that it can condense sword energy.

Every step from now on will require Zhou An to gradually improve and comprehend it on his own, so his progress will naturally be much slower than that of the Sword Qi Realm.

However, Zhou An was not in a hurry.

As his own strength increases, the power of this sword technique will also increase; he can simply practice it gradually.

"It's time to go back."

After glancing at the orange-red sunset over the sea of ​​clouds, Zhou An took a deep breath and immediately headed down the mountain.

He had mastered swordsmanship beyond the required level, developing sword intent; his saber technique was also approaching the perfection of saber energy; and as for fist techniques, there was nothing left to practice.

Next, he plans to devote more time to the Tiger Roar Bone Forging Technique, focusing on improving his martial arts cultivation.

Let's see if we can apply this knowledge to other situations and, with our stronger blood and energy, polish the iron sheet into a golden sheet.

When they reached the halfway point of the mountain, Zhou An's eyes lit up.

Then Huang Huayuan stood with his hands behind his back beside a withered, yellow tree.

"As I said before, I will go into the mountains to collect herbs again in a month. If you dare to go, I will accept you as a disciple."

But now, I've changed my mind.

Before Zhou An could speak, Huang Huayuan smiled and said as if he had been relieved.

"Consider the two cultivation manuals in this package as compensation for you. If you are ever able to cultivate the Golden Skin, you can find me in Liuning Lane in Anyang Prefecture."

After saying that, Huang Huayuan turned and walked down the mountain.

"Get ready, let's head home tomorrow."

"Elder Huang!"

Watching Huang Huayuan's receding figure, Zhou An opened his mouth, wanting to say a few words of comfort, but looking at that lonely figure, he ultimately let out a sigh and respectfully bowed from afar.

"Respectfully seeing off Elder Huang."

At this critical juncture, Huang Huayuan's departure may be a good thing.

After all, Huang Huayuan could still choose to leave, while he had signed a five-year blood pact.

After composing himself, Zhou An's gaze immediately fell on the black package under the big tree.

Two training manuals.

Gold skin!

Upon opening the package, the name of the cultivation technique immediately came into Zhou An's view.

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