The Supreme God of Martial Arts
Chapter 177 Level One Sword Intent (Part Two)

Evan and Herbert had walked into the house to visit Austin, but as theystepped into the yard, they were almost whipped in their faces by thesword-lights. It scared them enough to turn around and run out of thehouse as fast as they could.

Hiding behind the doorway, they craned their necks to look at thewondrous sight that greeted them. Feeling emptiness at his hairline,Herbert touched a spot on his forehead. He was astonished to replace thatit was clear of hair. The hair had been there minutes ago. But Austin'ssword had made sure to sear off the hair and the scalp from there.

"Oh my God! What kind of martial arts is Austin practicing? He wouldhave killed me if I'd been any slower to dodge the sword! I'm nevercoming to his house again, I swear, no matter how badly I'mthreatened,” Herbert positively howled.

"You know what Tin is like. He practices like the devil, so engrossed inwhat he is doing that he doesn't see anything else. It's just him and hispractice. And nobody can help him out of that state but himself,” Evansaid helplessly as he peeked yet again into the yard. Lights were stillflashing. Austin was still brandishing and striking the sword.

After what felt like a long time, and no one really knew how long it was,Austin finally paused. He stopped swinging his sword and stood theresilently, lapsing into a state of meditation.

He occasionally raised his head to look at the skyline. The sun had juststarted rising, its golden rays lighting up the Earth and bringing everycreature back to life from their deep slumber. Before Austin had knownit, the night was gone, replaced by a welcoming, brand-new day.

Austin smiled, not caring about how much time had passed.

A few days of practice brought Austin a vague idea about how theswordsmanship worked. He didn't know why, but he sensed thatsomething was going to dawn on him. His mind was going to see anew life bloom from within. But there was a thick layer of membranethat stood in its way, and whatever was coming, it only needed a littlepush to break out of its thin shell. Once the shell broke, somethingrelated to the swordsmanship would appear in his mind.

Austin didn't want to stop at such a critical moment.

The attainment of insights on swordsmanship had much to do with thepractitioner's state of mind, a lucky coincidence, environment and themood. Now that he had finally come to the stage where he could gainsome insight, he did not want to let all his previous efforts go to waste.If he gave up now, he didn't know when again he would come thisclose to comprehending the secrets of this wonderful swordsmanship.A smile finally crossed Austin's face. He seemed to have understoodsomething.

Without warning, a mysterious light flashed across his eyes.

A crisp sound rang out in his soul. Pop!

Just the way a new life comes into existence as an egg hatches.

The crisp sound was accompanied by his body spasm, but it wasn'tuncomfortable. The feeling was beyond expression, popping intoAustin's soul out of nowhere.

This was followed by Austin's eyes shining like sword lights, sharp andcold like nothing else had ever been. His eyes seemed to have gainedthe ability to cut through everything.

At the same time, the aura around Austin had changed quietly, as if hehad remolded himself thoroughly and become a new man.

His entire figure seemed like a treasured sword pulled out of its sheath,its brilliant radiance ready for everyone to see, and its momentumready to kill an army of thousands of soldiers. When an idea crossed hismind, his pupils would brighten and flash lightning-shaped lights.

Was this the sword intent?

Did this mean that he had understood the sword intent?

Austin was no stranger to the sword intent that some warriorspossessed. He had fought with several warriors who hadcomprehended it. And he had once watched closely how Scott, onewith a level three blade intent, fought.

So as soon as he noticed these changes to his body and mind, Austinknew what was happening.

He was still standing in the same position, sword in hand

His eyes flickered like two swords. A dark shadow shot out of his eyesand launched itself into the sky. On its way back down, it cut a tree intotwo pieces. The cut left on the tree was smooth as a mirror.

Austin stood there, striking a magnificent presence. The momentumthat Austin’s sword produced resulted in the surrounding spaceconnecting the vital energy in the air between heaven and earth. Andsuddenly, the intangible sword intents were formed, without priorindication. Austin could feel that he had the ability to control at will thesword intents that gathered around him, and even drive them to attackhis enemy!

He gave a command through the mind power and immediately, thesword intents began a wild dance around the yard, dashing to theirtargets and slashing everything they could touch. Formless as theywere, they were unimaginably invincible and sharp.

At the same time, Austin felt that the Violet Royal Sword that he washolding and his soul had become one. His body had become anintegral part of the sword, and the sword seemed indiscernible from hisbody.

Austin continued to command his sword intent to destroy the trees andplants around the place. Soon, he had ravaged the yard, strewing it withbroken twigs, torn leaves, and crushed flowers.

As time passed, Austin found that he became more and more skilled atemploying the sword intent. Feeling like he was an extension of theViolet Royal Sword meant that the formless yet powerful sword intentscould attack his enemy even if just his will commanded it.

The sword intents were constantly changing with every movement ofthe Illusory Swordsmanship. As a result, the place was enveloped inclouds and mists. What a mysterious scene!

Sword intent!

The mere thought of this excited Austin indescribably.

He was lucky enough to understand everything there was about thesword intent.

And this was level one!

Warriors who had achieved understanding of the sword intent couldreach a different realm of swordsmanship from common swordsmen.To them, their swords were like their arms, and they could commandthem to attack opponents in the way they wanted, as person and swordwere united as one.

At long last, Austin put the sword back into its sheath. Standing againstthe wind, sword hanging at his waist, his pupils occasionally flashedglimmers. It was now his moment to shine. He looked like anexperienced master of swordsmanship who had practiced the art formany years.

He had taken a leap and made a breakthrough. His confidence hadtaken a massive boost as he, much to his surprise, cultivated level oneof sword intent the very first time he had practiced IllusorySwordsmanship. It looked like he had some talent in martial arts afterall. The growing confidence made him even more determined to scalethe peaks of martial arts.

"Tin, are you done yet?"

"Tin, are you alright?"

Evan and Herbert popped their heads in and looked at Austin. They hadchecked on Austin multiple times, to see how he was doing.

And this time, they caught Austin withdrawing his sword, indicatingthat he might be taking a break. Fearing that Austin would start anotherround of practice the next moment, they cried out in concern. But theystill weren't courageous enough to step into the house.

And the scalded part on Herbert's head was still bald. No change there.