The turbulent river water roars like thunder, churning up large patches of snow-white foam. Occasionally, one or two leaves and pieces of wood are swept into the water, disappearing from sight in an instant.

  Under the rushing river surface, Zuo Moguang was bare-chested, his expression solemn. In front of him, numerous water swords intersected and crisscrossed, occasionally fish and shrimp rushed into the range covered by these water swords, none of them survived without being touched, but there wasn't a single wound on their bodies.

  Zuo Mo did not sleep or rest, practicing his sword crazily without stopping for a single moment.

  30,360 swords!

  The ice crystal sword was like a nimble fish, swimming freely and quickly in the water, its movements swift as lightning, leaving those fish known for their speed in awe.

  Zuo Mo stopped in his tracks.

  Although he was extremely tired and his spirit had almost reached the limit, there wasn't a single trace of slackness in him. His eyes were filled with fatigue, but he strained to keep them wide open, as if afraid that they would close by themselves if he didn't.

  He knew he had hit another bottleneck. The seven moves of "Lishui Sword", the first six moves, he didn't have any problem, the problem was with the seventh move.

  The previous six moves, either flowing smoothly or swirling around like whirlpools, imitated the properties of water, each with its own wonders. Zuo Mo was able to grasp them intuitively. Only the seventh move, however, left Zuo Mo still unable to wrap his head around it. Previously on land, he had thought that he had already mastered the seventh move perfectly. But once in the water, he immediately discovered that it wasn't so.

  The seventh move has a name that is also somewhat frightening, called "Li Shui Fen Tian". If it were renamed to "Li Huo Fen Tian", it would still be understandable. But Li Shui, isn't that just water? How can it burn the sky?

  This move is a double-edged sword that requires pouring all spiritual energy into the flying sword, stirring up the water essence within it, and reversing the sword's momentum to attack the enemy.

  This move has too many difficult places. For example, all the spiritual power is poured into the flying sword in an instant, which is a great test of one's spiritual power control. And that drop of water essence in the flying sword, Zuo Mo didn't dare to mess with it. It was hard enough to refine this drop of water essence, if it burst open, not only would Zuo Mo need to re-refine the water essence, but also the array inside the ice crystal sword might be damaged.

  But what Zuo Mo found most unreasonable was this move's sword intent.

  The first six moves of the sword had a flowing, arcing and rotating motion, but this last move made Mo feel that Wan Gong was inexplicable. Going against the current! How could water possibly go against the current?

  This "Lishui Sword Manual" imitates water, but Zuo Mo still can't understand what kind of water this "Lishui" is. After all, it's always water. If it's water, how can it flow from low to high? How can it go against the current?

  But coincidentally, "The Water Separation Sword Technique" has this move, and it's even the last one.

  At the time of practicing on land, Zuo Mo had not noticed it yet. After all, the water essence in the sword was light as air, and when swinging, there wasn't much feeling. However, in the water, the water's power was heavy, and the sword's power also became heavy. This originally invisible problem immediately stood out.

  No matter how hard Zuo Mo tried, he just couldn't get this last move out!

  Often, when he got halfway through, Zuo Mo felt that his sword moves were a mess and couldn't continue. Adding on the fact that Zuo Mo didn't dare to easily detonate the water essence in the flying sword made this move even more difficult. It was already hard to practice, yet Zuo Mo was stuck at the last move.

  He could only continue to practice the first six moves, and as he did, the first six moves became more and more familiar to him. His feeling in the water, especially his sense of "water", became much clearer. The six moves became more and more harmonious, and Mo's heart also gradually gained some insight. This feeling was incredibly wonderful, like looking through a paper window, he could see someone outside the house, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through that thin layer of paper.

  The more anxious you are at this time, the more you can't get through. This is a sign of breakthrough.

  But as he watched time slipping away, and with the entrance exam approaching, Luo Mo couldn't help but feel anxious.

  He was very clear that although he had mastered the six moves in front of him, if he wanted to defeat Luo Li Shixiong with these six moves, it would be no different from a fool's dream. In terms of swordsmanship, cultivation, and actual combat experience, both sides were not on the same level at all. Zuo Mo was far inferior to him by at least 180,000 miles! The only possibility of defeating Luo Li Shixiong was to grasp the sword intent of "Lishui Sword Classic"!

  Because he knew that Luo Li Shixiong had yet to grasp the sword intent, this was also the only place he could take advantage of!

  This was also the only place where he could surpass Luo Li, as he had once grasped the intent of the sword!

  This is where he puts everything on the line!

  The sword intent, a very elusive and illusory thing, has become the biggest trump card that Zuo Mo can rely on. If he cannot comprehend the sword intent, everything will be in vain, and he will lose without any suspense.

  Is it really necessary to use the final trick?

  Zuo Mo couldn't help but hesitate, the examination at the Door of Departure was only seven days away. If he were to force the water element now and something unexpected happened, there wouldn't even be enough time for him to make up for it.

  In seven days' time, Zuo Mo was still uncertain whether he could refine a complete water essence.

  Before long, Zuo Mo made up his mind. If he couldn't comprehend the essence of Li Water Sword before the assessment at the entrance, then competing with Luo Li Shixiong would be completely hopeless. He only had one outcome, and that was to lose.

  If you don't take risks, you can't create a future.

  Zuo Mo gritted his teeth and steeled himself. Anyway, a barefooted person isn't afraid of one wearing shoes. If he really failed, he wouldn't have any excuses to make, it would just be that his skills weren't up to par, and he'd have to admit defeat. At least this way was better than not even having the courage to try, and directly admitting defeat! Anyway, a barefooted person isn't afraid of one wearing shoes.

  It has evolved to this point, Zuo Mo's feelings towards Luo Li have become duller, and this hurdle is more like a test for himself.

  And he chose to gamble!

  He didn't start right away, but instead re-entered a meditative state, beginning to recover his spiritual energy. He decided to use his best condition to try this move.

  Three hours later, Zuo Mo opened his eyes, and the divine light in his pupils was calm and collected. It was as if he had made a decision, and this time his meditation had an extraordinary effect. Not only did he recover all of his spiritual energy, but also the fatigue that had accumulated over the past few days was completely swept away.

  Luomushu's body returned to its best state, and this time he didn't use his divine sense to control the flying sword. Instead, he grasped the ice crystal sword in his hand.

  The icy sword felt cool to the touch, like holding an icicle. This thread of coolness also spread along Zuo Mo's arm and quickly entered his body. He only felt his spirit suddenly clear. It turned out that this sword had such a wonderful use! Zuo Mo couldn't help but secretly regret not having studied this flying sword more carefully in the past.

  But soon he calmed down and decided to put these problems aside for now.

  He closed his eyes, grasped the sword and concentrated his spirit. His feet were rooted in nothingness, standing on water, yet the turbulent flow of the river had no effect on his body, just like a wooden stake standing upright in the rushing river, motionless, with an inexplicable strangeness.

  Recalling the bits and pieces of those days practicing swordplay, every detail, feeling the subtle flavor of the river water flowing by, sensing the aura of the water essence within the flying sword, don't let your mind relax.

  When all the things, all the fragments, and all the feelings gather together, in Luo Mo's mind, it was as if there were strings being gently plucked by an invisible giant hand.

  Zuo Mo suddenly opened his eyes!

  "Leave!"

  A deep, muffled thunder-like sound burst forth from his chest cavity, and the turbulent river water suddenly stagnated.

  There was no torrent and no whirlpool; the water next to Luo Mo's body seemed to have come to a sudden standstill, not moving at all.

  At this moment, Zuo Mo was still holding onto the Frost Sword, slowly raising it.

  Zuo Mo's expression looked strained to the extreme, the blue veins on his forehead bulged, his eyes were wide with anger, his hair stood on end, and the ice crystal sword in his hand seemed as heavy as a thousand jun, making even lifting it up by an inch extremely laborious.

  What Zuo Mo saw was another scene.

  When his spiritual power surged into the Ice Crystal Sword like a tide, the Water Essence that had been quietly stirring suddenly burst forth!

  Boom!

  Zuo Mo's heart skipped a beat!

  In a flash, he saw that pea-sized water droplet being blasted into countless tiny water beads like mist!

  Suddenly, Zuomo suddenly thought of the scene he saw in the sea of recognition. The bright red fireball that was half-hanging in the void suddenly exploded, and the scene was so similar to everything in front of him!

  The water is boiling!

  This word, which had always been unclear to him, suddenly flashed into his mind like lightning.

  In a flash of insight, he suddenly felt enlightened, the thin white paper that had always hindered him was gently pierced through, and a brand new world floated before his eyes.

  In his eyes, those tiny water droplets, suddenly transformed into flames, only these flames were not the deep red ones from the sea of consciousness, but transparent water flames. Each one, crystal clear and composed of water, they slightly trembled, colorless and transparent. Without the wild and mysterious deep red flames of the sea of consciousness, these transparent water flames were as gentle as a maiden in a boudoir, covering the entire sword body of the ice crystal sword.

  The ice crystal sword in Zuo Mo's hand slowly rose, and all the river water around him crazily surged towards the ice crystal sword, vaguely forming a gigantic "flame" composed of water!

  The eerie water-shaped flame formed, and Zuo Mo's trembling arm quickly became abnormally stable!

  The sword's momentum seemed to lose its hindrance and suddenly accelerated!

  Boom!

  A small ice crystal sword, carrying countless river waters forming a water-shaped flame, slashing fiercely towards the sky!

  At the same time, on the empty mountain, Xin Yan suddenly opened his eyes, moved his body, and disappeared from his original position, appearing on the cliff wall of the library!

  He stared blankly at the sky river below.

  A gigantic, faintly visible flame of water flow, thunderously defying the current and pointing to the sky, the impure river water flames, at this moment, are jumping like fire, filled with an extremely violent aura!

  Who is practicing sword?

  He's able to cultivate Sword Intent, and his innate talent isn't bad! Moreover, such a unique Sword Intent, he has never seen it before. He can see clearly that this enormous water-shaped flame is actually a violent water bullet restrained by countless Sword Intents!

  Suddenly, he recalled a certain sword manual stored in the library, and his face changed slightly.

  Could it be a fellow disciple of our sect?

  In this brief moment of hesitation, the rapidly rising water-shaped flame suddenly exploded!

  Below, Zuo Mo stared at the beautiful water-shaped flame in the sky, he wanted to laugh, but his spiritual energy was exhausted, and his vision blurred. Boom, the water-shaped flame exploded in the sky, thousands of kilograms of water poured down, Zuo Mo's figure became unstable, and in the blink of an eye, he was washed away without a trace!

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  I'm about to pass out too...