Once again, she was brought to the top of the cliff, and Mu directly told Dome to go to a secluded corner to practice what he had given her. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 For Mu, although Qiong is a very smart and extremely talented student, if you want to learn his swordsmanship, I am afraid it is not something that can be completed overnight.

Understanding is one thing, learning is one thing, and integration is another. So he wasn't ready to give her more guidance at this time, but just sent her aside and focused on his son.

"Keep up your training, Hiko. I'm going to keep looking at you until you're done with today's training volume!"

Hearing his father's words, Hiko immediately took a deep breath, and then focused his attention on the sturdy iron totem in front of him. The surface of the totem was still smooth, and it seemed that all of Hiko's previous efforts had not affected it in any way. One can imagine how much damage it can take if it's sturdy. And all Hiko has to do now is to defeat it!

With this belief, Hiko immediately raised the iron rod in his hand high above his head, and then, like a gale, let the weapon in his hand slash directly on the iron totem with a violent roar.

In an instant, a violent sound spread throughout the cliff, and Hikoya felt a tingling of his palms from this violent attack. This is an inevitable result, the collision between the steels will only produce a huge shock force, and he who is unwilling to let go of the weapon can only use it as a carrier to digest this force.

It wasn't pleasant, but Hiko persisted. Because he has made all this an enemy that he must defeat. Jokes can admit defeat, but in the face of reality, he will only make one choice. That is to fight, to fight with the tenath of will.

So, he repeated his actions without a word. The iron rod in his hand turned into something that was moving at a constant and uniform speed, and struck the iron totem again and again, making it sound constantly on the empty cliff.

Soon, a morning had passed, and Hiko had completed nearly six thousand swings. At this time, his physical strength had begun to be a little overdrawn, and just like last time, his body was also letting out a moan of pain. Obviously, this load was still more than his body could bear, and it allowed him to accumulate enough heavy damage in this and again movement.

At first, Hikoko was able to endure it, but soon, the sharp pain and the feeling of exhaustion within his body made his consciousness more and more blurred, and his movements became more and more out of shape. And looking at this, Mu immediately shouted at him mercilessly.

"What are you doing, you can't hold on to it after only six thousand and four strokes? If that's the case, then you better give up honestly. You can't inherit everything from me like that!"

Although he understood that this was Mu's alternative encouragement to himself, when he heard this, Yan still gave birth to a breath of resentment in his heart, and then this resentment surged in his heart, and once again squeezed out a little strength.

The power caused him to swing the iron rod in his hand, which had become as heavy as a mountain, and after a long interval, slammed it hard against the iron totem. The loud voice sounded again, but it was much deeper than before. And this immediately attracted Mu's cold words.

"The voice is not right, your posture is not in place. I said, if you're not in the right position, I'm not going to admit it. Six thousand and four, go on!"

Hiko's heart knew very well that it was impossible for him to continue with this body that had reached its limit. So he gritted his teeth and released the power of the holy light directly from his body.

It was the first time he had truly exposed the power of the Light to his father. And just as he had imagined, Mu was not surprised by the sudden appearance of power, he just watched his son in silence, waiting for the moment when he could start training again.

This relieved Hiko's heart, and soon, the power of the Holy Light healed those injuries on his body, erasing his physical deprivation. He had power again, and as soon as he had it, he began his unfinished business.

"Six thousand and five, six thousand and six, six thousand and seven......"

Hikozai made good on his promise one by one, and the crisp sound once again reverberated steadily over the entire cliff like a clock. At this time, although Mu's eyes were still looking at his son, his consciousness had already begun to remember other things.

Light!, a power that had never been shown before in this world, had fully captured his attention. As a Sword Master, the highest peak of mortal beings in this world, and the closest to the existence of a god, he could clearly feel the nature of this power. There is no doubt that it is a force of order, and its nature is very close to that of some great beings, and it has an admirable purity of nature. It can be said that this power is not necessarily inferior to the divine power bestowed by the gods.

If it were an ordinary person, after knowing that his son had this kind of power, he would show some joy. But Mu didn't, he just narrowed his eyes tightly, revealing a somewhat heavy light from them. This shows that he did not feel any joy because of this, but had many worries about it.

This concern is mainly due to his judgment of the Light. A child, even if he is a genius, it is impossible to create this kind of magical power, although it is only the first contact, but Mu can already judge the potential of this power through perception, this is by no means something that a child who has never seen anything can create, and even he may not be able to do this.

At first, he thought that his son had been favored by some god and blessed him with his own powers. But now, he doesn't think so. Because he felt it very clearly, there was no fluctuation of the etheric element unique to this world in the power of the Holy Light.

You must know that whether it is qi, magic, or even divine power from the gods, it is fundamentally the etheric power that builds the foundation of the world. This power was formed at the beginning of the world, is the foundation of order, and is the origin of all living beings. Therefore, no matter how powerful your power is, no matter how advanced your life form is, as long as you are a part of this world, you will not be able to escape the confines of the aetheric element. This is true of him, and so are the gods who are high in the sky.

Therefore, there is only one explanation that can explain it, and that is that this power does not come from this world. And what is outside of this world? Mu's first reaction as a Sword Saint was chaos.

He had seen beings beyond the world, beings that were absolutely chaotic, the predators of the lives of order. There is no end to death between them, either you die or I die. It's something that's been decided from birth, and it's something that is absolutely impossible to change. Anyone, any life, who enjoys the blessings of this world, should stand firmly on the opposite side of chaos and fight it to the end.

But strangely, the nature of the Light suggests that it is not a product of chaos at all, but a symbol of order. This power cannot be born out of chaos, it can only be born out of order, the creature of order in nature, the nemesis of chaos. And that's what Mu can't understand.

Is there another place of order outside the world, and is there no chaos that represents everything outside the world? Constrained by the constraints of pattern and knowledge, it is difficult for Mu to get an effective answer in this kind of matter. So he didn't get a solution.

If Hiko has the power of chaos, then even if he is desperately to be blamed by his own children, he must erase this power. But now, what Hiko has is an unknown force of order, which can only make him hesitate.

As a sword master who understands a part of the hidden conditions of the world, he naturally needs to show a willingness to peace. However, out of concern for his children, he was a little reluctant to let such an unknown source live on his son.

He wasn't sure what kind of intentions this power was behind it, whether it was good or bad, and what effect it had on his children, all of which he feared. And seriously, he really wants to cut off the possibility of this power continuing to develop in his own children now. However, after several hesitations, he gave up on this approach and chose to wait and see.

And he did it because he could clearly see the power of that power. It would allow Hiko to continue through his horrific training and do what it might take him to do in a year or two. And this obviously has a lot of benefits for advancing his own plans.

He needs Hiko to grow up as soon as possible, and this power is undoubtedly the best catalyst. So after thinking about it, hesitating and hesitating, he finally made this choice.

And all this, Hiko didn't know. He didn't know how many horrible thoughts his father had in his head. He just focused on what was in front of him, repeating it again and again.

"Twelve thousand nine hundred eighty-four, twelve thousand nine hundred eighty-five, ten thousand...... Thirteen thousand six hundred!"

From day to night, from mid-day to sunset. Yan stopped four times in the middle, using the holy light to repair his injuries, and then completed the near-impossible training with difficulty under the gaze of Mu and Qiong. And when he had done all this, he immediately went limp, and fell to the ground.

Even with the Holy Light, this kind of exercise had completely drained him of everything. If he continued, he feared that the Light would not be able to keep him going, but thankfully he did. This feeling of success sparked an indescribable joy and excitement in his heart. If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have any strength in his body, he really wanted to jump up and run a few laps to vent his inner excitement.

And even in his current half-dead state, he still grinned a big, somewhat exaggerated smile and yelled at his father.

"Daddy, I did it!"