Falling outside the Martial Arts Competition Arena, Luo Song had a face as pale as ash, his expression full of shock.

"I lost?"

"How could it be possible?"

"How could I lose to Meng Li!"

Luo Song's eyes were blood-red, speaking in disbelief.

In Luo Song's heart, among Master Fang Yiyun's disciples, except for Lin Bai, he should be able to completely crush them, but he never imagined that Meng Li would defeat him in just a few moves!

When Lin Bai saw Meng Li maneuvering the short sword, he exclaimed: "Light Swordsmanship!"

Fang Yiyun chuckled and said: "This is the Mother-Child Swordsmanship!"

"Mother-Child Swordsmanship?" Lin Bai frowned slightly.

Fang Yiyun said: "That's right, Mother-Child Swordsmanship, it's a combination of Tyrant Sword Skill and Light Swordsmanship, but for a Sword Cultivator, cultivating Mother-Child Swordsmanship requires exceptionally high talent."

"Especially... mastering the technique of multitasking!"

"Once mastered, Mother-Child Swordsmanship combines offense and defense, advances and retreats in order, its power is boundless, exhibiting the ferocity of Tyrant Sword Skill and the grace of Light Swordsmanship..."

Hearing Fang Yiyun's words, Lin Bai nodded slightly, thinking calmly, "This indeed is comparable to the Dual Sword!"

"The Dual Sword, ever since the Miracle Ridge, I've seldom wielded it."

Lin Bai faintly smiled to himself.

Though he hadn't used the Dual Sword for many years, Lin Bai had never forgotten it.

And now seeing Meng Li display the Mother-Child Swordsmanship, it seemed to open a door for Lin Bai, making him feel that this Mother-Child Swordsmanship was quite suitable for him, as he mastered the clever use of the Dual Sword many years ago.

Multitasking, even handling multiple tasks simultaneously, posed no difficulty for Lin Bai anymore!

"I won."

Meng Li cheerfully thrust his giant sword into the ground, smiling as he looked at Luo Song.

Luo Song, full of humiliation, slowly approached Bei Haiyan, lowered his head, and said: "Master Bei, I'm sorry, I was careless."

Seeing Luo Song's defeat, Bei Haiyan was displeased, coldly saying: "It's not your fault, I also didn't expect that Meng Li could comprehend the Mother-Child Swordsmanship within five months!"

Su Ling said: "Pan Feiyang, you go!"

Witnessing Luo Song's loss to Bei Haiyan, Su Ling's expression turned cold immediately, speaking directly to someone behind him.

"Yes, Master Su." Immediately, the Warrior named Pan Feiyang leapt out and landed in the arena.

Landing, Pan Feiyang didn't even utter a word towards Meng Li, and directly charged forward, delivering a fierce punch towards Meng Li.

Meng Li's expression changed in shock, hurriedly grabbing his giant sword, swinging it heavily, the giant sword seemed to hold the power to rend the heavens and earth, slashing directly at Pan Feiyang.

Simultaneously, the short sword in Meng Li's hand attacked fiercely as well.

In a flurry of attacks, Pan Feiyang was immediately trapped in a predicament, assaulted continuously by Meng Li's giant and short swords, forced into constant retreat, coughing up blood repeatedly!

"Stop! Stop!"

"I surrender..."

"Pfft..."

After a relentless assault, Pan Feiyang hurriedly shouted to Meng Li.

As Pan Feiyang finished, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face pale, looking at Meng Li in panic.

Pan Feiyang had a hunch that if the fight continued, within ten moves, he would be slashed into minced meat by Meng Li's sword!

"Thank you for letting me win."

Hearing Pan Feiyang concede, Meng Li didn't pursue further, clasping his fists as he spoke.

At that moment, Meng Li was gasping for breath, drenched in sweat, breathing heavily, seeming to have consumed too much spiritual power and physical strength.

Seeing this, Lin Bai said calmly, "The Mother-Child Swordsmanship is undoubtedly powerful, but it greatly consumes a Warrior."

Fang Yiyun nodded gently and said: "Correct, particularly demanding on a Warrior's physical body and spiritual power!"

"The giant sword in Meng Li's hand weighs about 7,800 pounds, refined from Heavenly Mysterious Heavy Iron, regular Warriors, if lacking in body strength, would find it hard to lift it."

"And to wield two swords, his internal spiritual power needs to be exceedingly thick, otherwise, he wouldn't last long, even if his opponents couldn't defeat him, he would fall from the exhaustion of spiritual power and physical strength!"

Fang Yiyun gently explained to Lin Bai.

Changsun Yun smiled and said: "Master Fang, is there truly no perfect martial skill Under Heaven?"

Fang Yiyun chuckled and said: "Perfection, what perfection?"

Lin Bai said: "As for cultivation, when we were young, we felt our strength insufficient, striving to break free from the cycle of Life and Death, thus diligently cultivating, breaking free from Tiandao, surpassing the six paths of Reincarnation, seeking Eternal Life, this is cultivation!"

"If we were born perfect, without any flaws, without tall or short, thin or fat, no beauty nor ugliness, no tiered levels, no respect nor disdain, free of Life and Death, then why would we need to cultivate?"

"So-called cultivation is nothing but striving to fill our inadequacies with our efforts!"

"If you think you're too fat, you can lose weight, that too is cultivation."

"If you think you're too thin, you can gain weight, that too is cultivation."

"We fear Life and Death, thus derive insight from Heaven and Earth, seeking power, transcending Life and Death, becoming an existence of Eternal Life, this too is cultivation."

"For Meng Li's cultivation of Mother-Child Swordsmanship, if his spiritual power is insufficient, he replenishes it, if his body is lacking, he rigorously trains it, if his weapons are inadequate, he seeks Heavenly Divine Iron to refine the Treasure Sword, this is the cultivation of Mother-Child Swordsmanship!"

"Life is just a cultivation, merely with different purposes for each person."

"Since we are not perfect, cultivation is needed, if we were perfect, aware of astronomy above, geography below, unafraid of Life and Death, unafraid of the future, then why cultivate?"

Lin Bai shook his head and smiled.

Changsun Yun and Shu Xiang, hearing Lin Bai's words, were utterly confused, smiling wryly.

Fang Yiyun chuckled and said: "Did you hear that? This is why I say... Lin Bai, I cannot teach him because the world he sees is far beyond yours."

"Even surpassing me far beyond."

Fang Yiyun shook his head and said.

Changsun Yun, Shu Xiang, and Wu Ming all nodded slightly, looking at Lin Bai with deep respect.

Fang Yiyun said: "Enough, after two battles, Meng Li has reached his limit, let him come down, Changsun Yun, you go replace Meng Li."

Changsun Yun nodded slightly: "Yes, Master Fang."

Immediately, Changsun Yun stepped onto the Martial Arts Competition Arena to replace Meng Li.

Meng Li carried his giant sword, returning to Fang Yiyun's side, although extremely exhausted, his face showed unprecedented joy, for it was his first ever exhilarating Great battle, and he had obtained victory.

Changsun Yun entered the arena, winning two consecutive battles with dominance.

Later, under Fang Yiyun's direction, Wu Ming went up to replace Changsun Yun.

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