Chapter Seventy-Five: Ling Feng Dagger's Approval
"What, and training!" I stood up and knew that I wasn't a good baby who liked to train, and I wasn't a masochist, so why did I force myself to train 24 hours a day. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
The old headmaster smiled in anticipation, "Do you still want to learn my sword moves?" β
Hey, I can only blame my own willpower for being too weak, and I was tempted by the principal's casual words, "Okay! I learn. I train! For the sake of the party and the people! β
No way, as a national official ape, I always have to say a few polite words, ahem.
The old principal held the broken Ling Feng dagger in his hand again, and said slowly, "I'll let you see the power of the Ling Feng dagger now, and you will have that lazy idea in the future." β
The old headmaster raised the Lingfeng dagger, the old headmaster closed his eyes, and the momentum on his body skyrocketed, and I felt that the old headmaster seemed to become the center of heaven and earth in an instant, and everything else became insignificant.
The severed half of the Lingfeng dagger emitted a brilliant green, and the heavens and the earth were suddenly discolored, and under the green light, everything between the heavens and the earth dimmed, and everything in the heavens and the earth was the king of the old principal.
The Ling Feng Dagger has never had such an amazing effect in my hands, and under the green light, the Ling Feng Dagger grew a sword body from the broken place, which is the skill that the Ling Feng Dagger comes with - the Wind Sword.
After the Ling Feng Dagger was broken, I couldn't use the two skills of the Wind Sword and the Wind Blade, I always thought that it was because the Ling Feng Dagger was broken, but the old principal summoned the Wind Sword very easily, and it didn't seem to have much to do with the reason of the Ling Feng Dagger itself.
The wind sword condensed by the old principal is darker than the one I condensed, and the wind sword I condensed always seems to be the existence of that phantom, giving people a feeling of unreality, and the color condensed by the old principal is deeper than mine, just like a real sword.
The strength of the Ling Feng Dagger also seems to vary from person to person, and the wind sword condensed by me and the old principal is obviously two grades. I couldn't help but start speculating about the true level of the old headmaster, who was an A-level psionic power decades ago, and he could not be defeated with one enemy against six within the same level. He had such strength at the beginning, and now it shouldn't be weak, I saw it the moment he got out of the state of happy eyes; The old principal's total amount of psionic energy, the amount of psionic energy will definitely not be small, at least above A.
The old headmaster's hand, I boldly guess that the old headmaster is at least an S-level psyker.
"I'm not done yet, so read on." The old headmaster could see that I was distracted.
I don't want to be at the level of the old headmaster, so I look at the old headmaster intently.
A sword identical to the Wind Sword appeared out of thin air next to the old headmaster, and then, another one appeared next to the old headmaster, one after another, and thousands of swords similar to the wind sword were suspended in the air.
"Are these wind swords?"
"You're going to try it?"
I stepped forward to hold a wind sword, but before my hand could touch the hilt, an invisible sword qi bounced me away, and I took four or five steps back before unloading the sword qi.
"This? Why doesn't my wind sword have such a strong sword aura? "It seems that the gap in the realm is really irreparable.
"As long as you master Kenshin, there is still a way to learn this move." The old principal waved his hand, these wind swords all disappeared, and the Ling Feng dagger also returned to its original state, the broken sword was still the same broken sword, and the wind sword never seemed to appear.
"Kenshin?" My heart is also full of fire, you must know that the scene of tens of millions of sword qi with a wave of your hand is only in the novel, and it is also a scene that many men look forward to.
"That's right, as long as you learn the sword heart and have your own understanding of the sword, you can learn this move, you must know that the name of my three thousand swords comes from here." The old headmaster also has a hint of pride in his fame stunt.
"Grandpa, let's get started!" I hugged my grandfather I just recognized, and said in a coquettish tone.
"Sit cross-legged and hold the Lingfeng dagger." The old headmaster handed me the Ling Feng dagger.
I sat down like a good baby, no, I'm a good baby! "And then, and then!" I have infinite hope for this trick.
"Hold the Ling Feng Dagger in your hand, use your newly awakened mind to communicate with your Ling Feng Dagger, let him recognize that you can gradually master the power of the Ling Feng Dagger, now that the Ling Feng Dagger is being depleted, his soul is also damaged. Originally, it was still difficult to get him to recognize you as the master with your strength, but now it is much easier, and when the time comes, I will help you repair Ling Feng Dagger and let him regain his original strength. β
I immediately understood what the old principal meant, the original Ling Feng Dagger was like the arrogant goddess, a sacred and unattainable object. Now that the phoenix has become a chicken, then I can naturally force myself to go to someone's house, and then cook the raw rice to mature rice, and the chicken will become a phoenix again, and I can't do anything about itγγγγγγ Eh, hey, it's a bit obscene, but that's probably what it means.
I wiped the saliva from the corner of my mouth, "Okay, grandpa, I understand, let me start." β
The principal looked at the saliva on the corner of my mouth and thought it was a desire for swordsmanship, but in fact, it was just that I got something bad, hey, what a sin.
I put the Lingfeng dagger on my lap and went directly to contact the soul in the Lingfeng dagger. The soul in the Lingfeng dagger had been damaged, but it was still much better than the soul of the ordinary iron sword that the headmaster had given me.
At the beginning, the Ling Feng Dagger only appeared in the picture in my heart, and I used my spiritual power to continuously invade the soul in the Ling Feng Dagger, you must know that I have just been baptized by the heart and eye, and my spiritual power is not half a star, at least it is many times stronger than before.
Under the constant harassment of my mental power, well... Harassment is a word that should be used to describe obscene men violating women, how can a handsome male god like me who doesn't have anything to do with obscenity use such a lowly word. It should be an offense, yes an offense.
Under my repeated attacks, the sword spirit in the Lingfeng dagger finally let go of its posture and revealed its original face. A huge cyan eagle was lying in the spirit world of Ling Feng Dagger, with a lot of feathers scattered around him, and he was dying, with only a trace of life, and his eyes were still full of rebelliousness.
I walked up to the eagle step by step, "Would you like to be my weapon?" β
With an eagle's chirp, the eagle's huge wings slapped on my body, although it didn't hurt very much, but it was because my soul strength was higher than it, but what did it mean to suddenly give me this, I just asked if you would like to be my weapon, and the gentleman who said that he would not do it.
"Hmph, since you're like this, don't blame me for being hard." Using his psionic powers, punch the eagle with a punch.
The eagle was winged in place for a while, and a wind blade blew over, and I dodged it, and hit the eagle with a fist wrapped in spiritual energy, and a few feathers fell off with a pain.
The eagle that had only one breath left was about to swallow the remaining breath under my punch, and I kicked the half-dead eagle, "It's not really dead, is it?" β
This is also a sword spirit, if I kill my sword spirit by mistake like this, it will be a big loss, I walked in front of the eagle, those two eyes are about to close, really going to die?
I touched the eagle's head and slowly transitioned my spiritual power, this is the soul of the wind system, and the spiritual power should have some similarities.
I didn't expect to be really touched by my blind cat to a dead mouse, and the eagle, which was more than three meters long with its wings, slowly opened its eyes, and its eyes were more vibrant.
The first thing the eagle opened its eyes with a lot of energy was to flash its huge wings and drive me aside, this time I was really angry, "Hey, you flat-haired brute, it's me who saved you, Madan, what are you doing now!" Do you want me to kill you? β
After the eagle was healed by my psionic energy, he recovered well, and stood up directly, and without even screaming twice, two more sews scraped towards me.
"Madan, are you really here?" Do clay figures have three points of fire? The person who was treated by himself stood up and was beaten, think about what it feels like? The problem is to deal with him, and I can't kill him yet.
One misfitted and dodged two consecutive wind blades. At this time, the "White Tiger Wind Technique" suddenly accelerated in my body, and a powerful spiritual energy rushed from my lower abdomen to my chest, and the power stuck in my chest made me want to shout something, I wanted to shout "Ah", but as soon as I shouted, that power and sound came out together, and the original "Ah" turned out to be the sound of a tiger's roar, what is the situation?
I stood still, could it be that my voice had changed in this spiritual world? Then, what surprised me even more, the eagle that had been treating me as an enemy came up to the voice and rubbed my face with its huge head, and the hostility on its face became? Love...?
What the hell is this? Could it be that this sword spirit was stunned by my domineering spirit, or has a masochistic tendency, and is beaten by me and gives birth to love from hatred, and has feelings for me, this TM is too nonsense.
I reached out a hand and touched the eagle's head, which squinted and rubbed my hand, "You recognize me?" β
The eagle nodded very humanly, and a chirp to the sky turned into a streamer of light into my body, and I didn't feel anything unusual about myself.
I'm considered to have been approved by Ling Feng Dagger? This process is too cheating.