Chapter 99: The Hero's Sword

Three days later, the West Coast leads to the estuary of the Lotto River. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sky is blue and the water is blue, and Yang Jun carries the ten thousand butcher knife and emerges from a white wave.

The location of Yang Jun's water is not the gentle right bank that was paved with sand before, but the left bank where the stone wall hangs high.

Near the mouth of the Tongtian River, there is a huge turn, and the left bank, which has been washed by the river for many years, exposes a stone cliff several feet high.

Two nights ago, Yang Jun found that the menacing tide was rushing from the sea, and at this bend it would hit the stone wall and bounce back, making the tide in the center of the river more and more surging. The turbulence of the water is even greater than that of the heart of the Haikou River.

So he chose to practice his sword here, and it was really more beneficial.

Today's noon tide had just receded, and Yang Jun stepped on the bare riverbed during the dry season and walked under the steep stone wall.

Due to the perennial erosion of the river, the stone wall is very clean and free of overgrown weeds. The stone wall that had just been invaded by the tide was still wet.

Yang Jun looked at this stone wall nearly three zhang high, suddenly raised his knife and slashed in the air.

After a few days of hard practice, Yang Jun was already familiar with how to make ten thousand butcher knives. This big sword, which weighs more than 3,000 catties, is no different from an ordinary sword in his hand. The premise is to ignore this bizarre, pork knife-like shape.

Swish!

The flickering cold light in front of him flashed away.

On the stone wall, which had been washed by the river for a long time, a crack more than three feet long suddenly appeared, from top to bottom, sloping to the lower left.

Yang Jun slashed with a backhand again, slashing from left to right. A crack is formed from the top left to the bottom right.

The crack the thickness of the arm was like a swaying python, rapidly extending downwards and extending until it met the first crack.

Click!

Yang Jun heard the sound of the stone wall loosening.

The stone that was split out suddenly lost its support at the moment when the two cracks intersected, and it fell violently.

There was a big earthquake under his feet, and Yang Jun's body also shook slightly.

He moved lightly in a figure-eight shape, and a two-word tong sheep and horse stood firmly.

The blade of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife faced the stone wall and stood in front of him.

The sound of the unsupported boulder crashing against the stone wall was tingling to hear. Then, the house-sized boulder tumbled down the riverbed.

Yang Jun clenched the handle of the knife, and without waiting for the boulder to land, he slammed the ten thousand butcher knife.

The white light of the blade in front of him and the black shadow of the blade flashed one after another, and the ten thousand butcher knives slashed through the stone body, and the boulder that was more than a foot wide suddenly cracked like a tofu block. The boulder split in half and fell to the ground with a thud.

The falling momentum of the boulder was blocked by the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife, and the force of the impact had been greatly reduced, and the riverbed shook and quickly subsided.

The freshly washed river beach still carried water vapor, and the boulder was split in half by the 10,000 butcher's knife and smashed down, and no big dust was raised.

Yang Jun was very satisfied with the sharpness of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife, and he was also satisfied with the power of his knife.

Boom -

He casually inserted the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife into the boulder that fell on his right hand, and used this high-pitched boulder as a knife base.

Under the sun, Yang Jun saw that the rust of the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife had fallen off a lot, and the blade part of the knife had already revealed large patches of black.

Tsk, isn't it rusty to soak in seawater? I've never heard of seawater brushing away rust.

Yang Jun glanced at the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife twice, and saw that the black blade under its rust was cold, and a ray of cold light flowed on the blade, like a bend of flowing blue water under the sunlight. The handle of the knife has been honed with the palm of the hand these days, and it has a warm jade luster. The three-character inscription of "Ten Thousand Butcher Knife" on the spine of the knife is chilling.

This knife is becoming more and more like a good knife.

No matter what Jiang Linxian's intentions were at the beginning, this Ten Thousand Butcher Knife was still good after all.

Yang Jun looked at this 10,000 butcher knife that opened mountains and chopped stones like cutting melons and chopping vegetables, the cold light was shining, and it was very different from the rusty appearance on the knife holder in the arsenal at the beginning.

If the sword is not matched by a hero, it is always a pity that it is like a pearl covered with dust.

Yang Jun couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, and he didn't realize that there was anything wrong with boasting of being a hero.

He stood on the river beach for a while, then put the Ten Thousand Butcher Knife on his shoulder and flew towards Lingyun Palace.

Today is the seventh day of the test, and tomorrow it will be the turn of the disciple who submitted to Yin Ge Peak to test the spirit trick.

Yang Jun has been running down the estuary since the evening of November 23 and has been practicing in the tide for three days.

In the past three days, after each tide, I can experience some progress.

In particular, he comprehended from the ethereal posture of the spirit of the cold spirit to find the way to move, find the gap in the most subtle place, and then break it with the blade, and get it!

This approach is much easier and less labor-intensive than blindly using brute force.

Yang Jun felt that it was good to have a body of strength, but how to use it was more important.

Although it was only a few days, he practiced the knife almost sleeplessly, and Yang Jun thought that now that he had gradually improved his knife skills, it was not satisfactory, so he would not be unable to take it.

He was often tired of practicing knives in the waves, so he meditated and meditated on the thousands of knife books he had memorized.

Zi said: If you learn without thinking, you will be reckless, and if you think without learning, you will die. Just like learning math, you have to do practice problems after memorizing formulas, and the two are combined. It's not okay to just memorize and not practice, just do but not learn.

The formation of the knife technique, based on the knife spectrum, is achieved in diligent practice, complements each other, and is indispensable.

Yang Jun asked himself that this study habit is still very good, scientific!

Despite this, Yang Jun still has a trace of concern about actual combat.

I haven't experienced any competition, lack actual combat experience, and don't know the number of ways the opponent makes moves, so I have to find a way to practice.

The cultivation index was not enough, and the martial arts room that Yang Jun could enter could not meet his needs, so he dispelled the idea of going to the martial arts arena.

If you can't go to the martial arts arena that simulates actual combat, you can only find someone to feed you and practice.

As for who it is, Yang Jun has a suitable candidate in his heart - Jiang Linxian.

Among the disciples of this year, those who are familiar with themselves are quiet, but it doesn't seem appropriate to go to her to practice by themselves. Since Jiang Linxian wanted to let himself defeat Chu Yi, it should be incumbent on him to help him feed such a trivial matter?

Jiang Linxian, who was worried about Yang Jun, was very sad.

Quietly reported the matter of Yin Gefeng, and his aunt, that is, his quiet mother, knew about it.

This Aunt Jiang is a very strong person, she has a lot of power and authority in the Jing family and the Jiang family, but she is a natural opponent with her only daughter.

Jiang Shouyu knew that his eldest nephew Jiang Hanhe looked gentle and elegant on the surface, but no one could see through his heart. As soon as his thoughts turned, Jiang Shouyu found Jiang Linxian.

Jiang Linxian was wild and uninhibited, but he had a good relationship with Jing Jing, and was bombarded by Aunt Jiang's news, and hurriedly agreed to persuade Jing Jing.

Jiang Linxian quietly discussed with Jing: "If it weren't for the competition of Yin Gefeng, you would be able to release the water?" ”

Quietly apricot eyes: "Do you know where I voted for the next time?" ”

Jiang Linxian knew that nothing good was going to happen when he saw his quiet expression, his heart trembled a little, and he asked, "Where?" ”