The words that Qin Xiaocang had taught in the past few days lingered in his ears from time to time, thinking about strategy while constantly wrestling with the wild wolf. He tried to bypass the wolf's sharp front paws and fangs, slashing off its weak waist, but the wolf was quick enough to fail each time.

"Ding!"

The sharp wolf claws that exuded a faint cold glow slammed into the Soul Crying Sword, but fortunately the sword was tough enough to not worry about breaking.

At this moment, Qin Lang was completely relying on the sword in his hand to deal with it, his experience was too lacking, he was too powerful to use, and he had no skills at all.

"Don't panic, combine sword skills with footwork. Qin Xiaocang's voice came.

Qin Lang's heart moved, as if he had an understanding.

"This time you have to go around to its side and give it a fatal blow. ”

A gleam flashed in his eyes, and a set of sword skills that he had been skilled in the past suddenly came out to block the wolf's claws. Immediately afterwards, the footsteps were stepped on continuously, and the only set of footwork "Seven Star Steps" was used.

Stepping on the seven stars, the sword danced in the sky, and this time he successfully circled the side of the wild wolf.

"Broken!"

Qin Lang shouted, swung his sword with all his strength and slashed at the wolf's waist, only to hear a wail, and a narrow wound was cut out of his waist, bursting with red blood.

This blow caused the wild wolf to suffer a heavy blow, and Qin Lang hurriedly swung his sword again, slashing at the wound again, but completely cutting it off.

The wolf turned in half and fell to the ground with a bang, completely dying.

This was the first time Qin Lang had successfully slain a beast alone, although wolf blood was splashed on his body. But he didn't care at all, and felt the scene of this fight with his heart.

And Qin Xiaocang, who was not far away, had a smile on his face, and said secretly in his heart: "Feng'er has improved faster than I expected, it seems that I can plan some in advance." ”

After another three days, Qin Lang finally mastered the technique, and it was no longer like the first few days, which were extremely wolfish and often needed Qin Xiaocang's action. Now, as long as he doesn't encounter a particularly fierce and powerful beast, he can deal with it and then kill it.

Of course, this is only the case against a beast. Some of the beasts live in packs. From time to time, several or dozens of them haunt together, and if Qin Lang encounters them, he can only flee for his life.

Time flies, half a year in a daze. Qin Lang was already fourteen years old. He has reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship. One step away from being a sword leader.

And for half a year, he had to go into the depths of the forest every day to fight wild beasts. Gain combat experience. In the first month, Qin Xiaocang either followed directly or protected in the dark, but as Qin Lang gradually mastered the skills of fighting and his strength improved by leaps and bounds, he put his mind at ease and stopped following.

As a result, for the next few months, Qin Lang always traveled alone in the forest, and the beasts in the forest gradually became scarce.

Now he can calmly deal with any kind of beast he encounters and kill it, and when he encounters a herd of beasts, he also has the strength to fight, even if he is defeated, he can get out and leave calmly.

In the evening, in Qin Xiaocang's room, Qin Lang stood opposite him.

"Feng'er, in the past six months, you have made great progress, and you don't have to go to that forest in the future. ”

"Yes. Qin Lang's face was expressionless, and he answered lightly, not asking anything.

Now, after experiencing the fight with wild beasts, he has become more calm and calm, and he is more and more indifferent to the things around him, if it weren't for the fact that he is still small and has a trace of immaturity on his face, ordinary people would never regard him as a teenager.

"Come with me to the north of the city tomorrow, and I will arrange an assessment for you, and after passing through Guò, the third uncle will teach you the method of cultivating sword qi. ”

"Yes. Qin Lang nodded slightly and exited the room.

Qin Xiaocang silently looked at Qin Lang's back, his eyes flashing with a strange light.

There was nothing to say all night, and in the early morning, Qin Lang was doing his daily morning exercise in a vacant lot in the mansion.

After completing it, he found Qin Xiaocang, and under the leadership of the latter, he left the Qin Mansion and went straight to the north of the city.

"Feng'er, do you know mercenaries?" Qin Xiaocang asked as he walked on the road.

"I don't know. ”

"A mercenary is a monk who is hired to accomplish his task. This is an extremely common profession on the continent, and of course, the best of it is quite revered. And if you want to become a mercenary, you must at least have the strength of an intermediate swordsman, because the tasks you receive are often things that ordinary people are difficult to complete or are unwilling to do due to danger. Qin Xiaocang gave a brief introduction to the mercenaries.

Qin Lang's heart moved, and he probably guessed what Qin Xiaocang meant. "Is the third uncle going to take me to become a mercenary? It seems that the assessment should also be related to this mercenary. ”

After that, Qin Xiaocang told him a little bit about mercenaries, and not long after, the two came to the north of the city.

From afar, you can see that there is a tall spire there, the tower is five stories high, and the tower body is carved with pieces of flame totems, which is extremely dazzling.

On the Heavenly Spirit Continent, buildings are generally no more than three stories high, and five-story spires are rare.

"Feng'er, that is the branch tower of the mercenary union in this city, and the tower owner is a fire spirit king. Qin Xiao Cangyao pointed to the spire and said.

Mercenaries are not an unorganized profession, but have an extremely strict system, with a unified organization called the Mercenary Union. However, this is strictly only in the hierarchy, and it will not interfere with the personal freedom of the mercenaries, and only ask for help within the scope of its ability when the union encounters a crisis.

Mercenaries are divided into ten levels, and the lowest level is called a starless mercenary, that is, an ordinary mercenary, and then divided into one star to nine stars, each additional star proves that his strength and status are one point stronger.

The Mercenary Guild is a continent-wide organization with headquarters in the Great Central Empire, while a branch tower will be established everywhere else to serve as a place for mercenaries to register, level up, and hand over tasks.

Almost every larger city has a chapter, and the chapter leader is the tower master, the supreme one there.

After a while, the two came to the front of the tower, and there were people coming and going at the door, and it was quite lively.

There were no receptionists, just two guards standing there to maintain order.

Qin Xiaocang took Qin Lang and went straight inside, and the two guards just glanced at Qin Lang. He looked at him strangely, but he didn't stop him, and he didn't say anything.

Although Qin Lang has few people who are interested in the things around him now, he still has a trace of curiosity about this mercenary union. Following behind, as soon as he entered the minaret, he looked around.

I saw that this first floor was extremely wide, and there were hundreds of people gathered at the moment, but it was not crowded, and there were several windows in front of the door. Quite a few people were queuing up there.

"Feng'er. You are waiting for me here, and the third uncle will come when he goes. Qin Xiaocang left in a hurry after entering the hall and went straight to the second floor, but no one noticed him.

And Qin Lang found a corner where no one was. Stand there and wait.

Here's. Mostly middle-aged. There are few old people, and there are quite few women, except for Qin Lang. The youngest is also in his twenties.

In this way, Qin Lang looks a little special, although he is in the corner, he still attracts the attention of many people.

"Haha, where did the little doll come from, is it also here to be a mercenary?"

"I'm afraid this little baby has just been weaned, and I don't know who brought it, it's really interesting. ”

"Hey, a hairy boy came to the mercenary union branch tower. ”

Everyone talked about it and pointed fingers at Qin Lang.

"Huh, this little baby is a little familiar. ”

"I also feel a little familiar with that. It seems to be ...... Oh, by the way, isn't this the young master of the Qin family. ”

"The Qin family, one of the three major families in this city second only to the City Lord's Mansion?"

"That's right, it's him. The Qin family is a big family of spiritual cultivation, and the strong are like clouds, but this young master of the Qin family is a waste, it is said that he is born with an anti-elemental body, and he is hopeless for life. ”

"Hey, I heard about it too, but I didn't expect to come here, does he want to become a mercenary as a spirit master?"

"Perhaps, if he is trapped at the peak of the spirit master all his life, then he can only be the lowest level of starless mercenary forever, hum, it seems that he is really a waste. ”

"Hey, he's got a sword in his hand. ”

"Hey, the spirit master is holding a sword, nondescript, it seems that not only is it a waste, but there are also some problems with the brain. ”

"Haha, maybe he knew that he couldn't achieve Lingkui, so he changed his kendo. ”

"That sword looks like a treasure, it is worthy of the Qin family, even a waste can have such a sword. ”

"Hmph, it's a pity that the treasure fell into the hands of the waste, leaving it dusty. ”

Those few discussants all exuded a not weak aura, and the weakest ones were all Yizhong Heavenly Sword Leaders, standing there looking superior, faintly revealing a sense of arrogance. And for a teenager like Qin Lang, he is a teenager with the name of waste who doesn't pay attention to it at all, and he makes a mistake and misses it ruthlessly.

Originally, with Qin Lang as the descendant of the Qin family, no one dared to make a mistake. But after he was judged to be hopeless for the rest of his life, and after being regarded as a waste, his status plummeted, and he was even almost driven out of the Qin family, so these people dared to do this, and they were not worried about offending the Qin family because of this.

Around, there were a lot of sword masters and spirit masters, and they didn't have much to say about Qin Lang, they were all busy with their own affairs.

Qin Lang had long been accustomed to other people's discussions and ridicule, so he automatically blocked the words of those people, closed his eyes, hugged the Soul Crying Sword, leaned against the wall, and stood there quietly.

But he can ignore others, but there is always such a person, arrogant and arrogant, who likes to cause trouble.

I saw a big man nearly two meters tall with explosive muscles walking towards Qin Lang, his bare upper body, his muscles were like a dragon, and he was carrying a wide heavy sword diagonally behind his back. The whole person looks like a small mountain, and there is a sense of oppression walking towards him.

"Hey, little doll, this sword in your hand is good, bring it to the uncle. The big man said with a cruel smile, and stretched out his hand to grab the Soul Crying Sword in Qin Lang's hand.

If it was just discussed, Qin Lang could ignore it, but if it was directly provoked, he would not bear it, not to mention that after half a year of fighting with wild beasts, he would not let anyone slaughter him.

Qin Lang suddenly opened his eyes, and instantly drew out the Soul Crying Sword, the blade of the sword pointed directly at the big man, his expression was cold, and he stared at the other party.

"Boom, little doll, the sword is a dangerous thing, you can't play around, let's give it to Uncle Ben!" said the big man, bent his fingers into a grasp, and grabbed Qin Lang's wrist.

This is not simply a grasp, a grasp contains an amazing momentum, oppression, like facing a huge mountain.

And at this moment, Qin Lang felt a gust of wind coming, and a strong surge towards his wrist was difficult to move, and looking at that grabbing, if it was implemented, I am afraid that my wrist would be broken immediately.

Unexpectedly, this big man did have some strength, and as soon as he made a move, he took the lead and suppressed Qin Lang with his powerful exercises and momentum.

When everyone around them saw this move, all their eyes immediately converged, but those who maintained order here also watched with great interest, and did not immediately stop it.

In the crowd, someone recognized the big man and the trick he used.

"Hey, isn't this the Chengdong Bahu Ma Lulong?"

"This Ma Lulong's strength is not weak, it is said that he has reached the Dual Heavenly Sword Leader, ordinary monks are not his opponents at all, and this person is said to be extremely arrogant and ruthless, this young master of the Qin family seems to be miserable. ”

"Hehe, it's just a waste of the Qin family, even if it is abolished by that Ma Lulong, I'm afraid no one will care. ”

Qin Lang had no intention of listening to the conversation of those people, his eyes were fixed, and he secretly thought in his heart: "This person's strength is far weaker than that of the third uncle, but it is stronger than the beast." The body is muscular, and the strength seems to be not small, but I don't know what the speed is. ”

In this moment, Qin Lang made some judgments about this big man, in order to shake off the restraint of that grasp, he secretly used his spiritual power, and the majestic spiritual power rushed out in an instant, and actually broke through that momentum.

Although Qin Lang changed to sword cultivation, after all, he is still a spiritual master, and his spiritual power is quite strong, he is not a rigid person, and when he becomes a sword cultivator, he has to completely abandon spiritual power, which has become a major characteristic of him.

"Hmph, spiritual power, break it for me!" the big man roared and slammed his fist.

Qin Lang's face did not change, and when he made a mistake, he avoided it alive, appeared on the side of the big man, and stabbed it with a sword.

"Haha! Interesting!" The big man laughed wildly and grabbed it again, and actually bypassed the long sword and grabbed Qin Lang's arm.

"Seven Star Steps!" Qin Lang stepped on the Seven Stars, shook his body, and broke away from the attack of the big man.

"Hmph, where to go!" The big man sneered, took a step, and chased after him, his right hand pointed like a sword, and pointed at Qin Lang's chest.

"Nine Turns of Heaven Luo Slash!" was pressed all the time, Qin Lang's eyes flashed with cold light, and he brazenly used the sword skills taught by Qin Xiaocang.

This sword skill is a sword skill that is widely spread on the road of Tianling and is also quite popular with sword cultivation, as its name suggests, this sword skill has a total of nine styles, each learned into a style is a turn, nine turns are superimposed, the power is amazing.

Generally speaking, a sword master can only learn the first two turns at most, and if he wants to learn all of them, he must reach at least the Sixth Heavenly Sword Leader.

And Qin Lang has just learned the first two turns now, and he can exert a lot of power.

The sword hung in the air, slashing suddenly, and a burst of sword shadows followed by a burst of sword shadows, as if endless sword shadows were superimposed, filling the heavens and the earth, and pounced on the big man.

The big man named Ma Lulong immediately put away his contempt, his expression changed suddenly, and he immediately pulled out the long sword behind his back. The sword body was extremely wide, like a giant ruler, and it was horizontal in front of him, trying to block the endless sword shadow.

"Boom!"

A violent impact sounded the sound, and the big man couldn't help but take a few steps back before he stabilized his momentum.

"Haha, this Ma Lulong was repelled by a little doll, it's really funny. ”

"Hey, it's still known as a bully, it's vulnerable, and you can't even clean up a piece of waste. ”

Seeing this scene, bursts of snickering suddenly came from all around.

"Damn!" The big man's eyes widened, his anger burned, he glanced around coldly, and then rushed towards Qin Lang, brandished the broad sword in his hand, and smashed it hard.

The fierce wind came to his face, blowing Qin Lang's clothes and long hair, but it couldn't blow his heart.

His footsteps were linked, and he once again performed the "Seven Star Steps", constantly changing his position, dodging the fierce attack of the big man, and constantly lucking, brewing a killing blow.

However, the big man's reaction was also quite sensitive, and he repeatedly caught up with Qin Lang and almost hit him.

"Ping Pong!" (To be continued......)