Chapter 40: On Chen Yuan's Sword-Fighting Level
Four fire dragons roared through the air, and Chen Yuan controlled the attack towards the imaginary enemy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Four is still not enough," Chen Yuan muttered.
Just now, four fiery dragons converged somewhere in front of them. But even with Chen Yuan's vision at this time, he could see that as long as he reacted quickly, there were at least several gaps for people to dodge and surround.
As he spoke, Chen Yuan's hands did not stop, and a few sparks condensed in his hands. Looking closely, Chen Yuan was actually condensing the fifth fire dragon.
But at this moment, two of the four staggered fire dragons suddenly collided with one. Affected by this, Chen Yuan's aura was chaotic, and the ungrown fire dragon in his hand also dissipated.
"It seems that my cultivation is still too low, and it is already the limit to manipulate the four with the current strength of the Eight Levels of Qi Training. Chen Yuan shook his head and sighed, but his expression did not show any annoyance.
Taking out a few spirit stones, Chen Yuan sat on the ground and began to recover the lost spiritual power.
This devouring ability also has the advantage of allowing Chen Yuan to quickly recover his spiritual power after practicing the spell, instead of having to slowly recover through meditation like other disciples.
"The recovery is fast, it's just ...... It's too loser", but in a moment, Chen Yuan was filled with spiritual power, stood up, and thought with a wry smile.
That's right, it's a loser. Although some spirit stones were still left for the expansion and development of the treasure, in the past three months, Chen Yuan had successively distributed nearly a thousand spirit stones from the fat man.
In addition to the promotion of the eightfold qi cultivation and the cost of nearly three hundred spirit stones, Chen Yuan spent nearly five hundred spirit stones on weekdays in order to make up for the spiritual energy consumed by refining weapons and refining medicine or cultivating spells.
On the other hand, looking for an exclusive source of money similar to White-skinned Beauty, Chen Yuan couldn't find a clue for the time being.
"Take your time, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and it is not wrong to make money and cultivate. Silently pouring himself a bowl of chicken soup, Chen Yuan lifted his spirits and practiced the footwork of tiptoeing.
Different from the demonic talent in the fire technique, the cultivation of the Void Footwork at this time was all due to Chen Yuan's hard cultivation day after day.
In the last magic class, Chen Yuan was allowed to become the first disciple of this class to experience the flight of the imperial sword.
Thinking of all the things of that day, Chen Yuan couldn't help but fall into memories again.
"Have you memorized all the tricks of Edgeworth?" Li Wei's expression was extremely serious.
"Remembered. Chen Yuan replied honestly.
"Kick up the tiptoe footwork to form an aura circuit with the sword body, and at the same time run the light body technique to reduce the weight of the body. Keep your eyes straight ahead, your hands naturally hanging down and slightly open, and remember not to shake your body!"
"The left foot is slightly bent at the spine of the sword, the right foot is upright and steps on the sword grid, and the left foot is gently swung on the tip of the left foot to control the direction when in the air. ā
Even if Chen Yuan replied that he had memorized the trick, Li Wei couldn't help but repeat it again. When the disciples flew for the first time, Senior Sister Li was always extremely nervous.
"Remember, equinox in the air, don't keep trying to juggle things. After saying this, Senior Sister Li mentioned cultivation, and her body was like a leaf, falling behind Chen Yuan, standing at the end of the flying sword.
Li Wei and her disciples flew swords just to prevent accidents, as long as Chen Yuan's life was not in danger, even if she fell half to death, she would never make any moves.
Chen Yuan took a deep breath and lifted the light body technique, and at the same time mobilized his spiritual power to send the flying sword under his feet.
The aura smoothly passed through the floating formation carved by the sword body, and the flying sword trembled slightly, and slowly rose up.
The flying sword rose higher and higher, and after feeling that the height was about the same, Chen Yuan reduced the spiritual power sent into the flying sword, causing it to levitate in the air.
After suppressing the tension in his heart, trying his best to maintain the balance of his body, and adapting to the air for a short time, Chen Yuan finally had the leisure to appreciate the style that can only be found in the air.
Bathed in the soft sunlight, the gentle sound of the wind swept through the ears, and even the clouds and mist swirling in the mountains seemed to be within reach.
A bird flew by, curiously gazing at the strange thing that stood silently in the air.
With a slight flap of its wings, the bird landed on the top of Chen Yuan's head, and its two little paws stepped back and forth, as if the touch of this hair reminded it of the bird's nest in its memory, and it actually stopped and rested for a while.
Chen Yuan's face darkened suddenly, how could the man's husband's head be stepped on casually? Unfortunately, he was in mid-air, and he didn't dare to move, so he had to shake his head slightly, and his mouth made a sound of "go", trying to scare the bird away.
Unexpectedly, the bird didn't care, tilted its head and combed its wings.
Chen Yuan was helpless, thinking of Li Wei behind him, he had to hum with a broken face: "Senior sister......"
Li Wei behind her first covered her mouth and smiled, and then laughed so much that she couldn't stop laughing, but she never had the slightest intention of helping.
Chen Yuan was so angry with ridicule that he was angry, and he grabbed the senior sister behind him with one hand to keep his balance, and grabbed the hateful bird with the other hand.
The bird was frightened by this, chirping and flying away, and before leaving, a piece of poop landed accurately on the top of Chen Yuan's head.
Well, I'm not in the mood to practice Edgeworth at all.
When he got off the sword, Chen Yuan approached Li Wei and asked, "Senior sister, when will my sword level be considered a master?"
Li Wei glanced at the top of Chen Yuan's head, inadvertently took a step back, and replied with a look of disgust: "When I can fall asleep after standing behind your sword, it means that your sword level is almost at home." ā
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This is the end of the memories. Putting away his thoughts, Chen Yuan reimmersed his mind in the practice of tiptoeing footwork. Chen Yuan felt to himself that in the past half a month, he had made great progress in both the light body technique and the false footwork.
Presumably, tomorrow's magic class will definitely impress Senior Sister Li, thinking of this, Chen Yuan is looking forward to tomorrow more and more.
In the magic class of the disciples of the Huangzhi Branch, on the same flying sword, Chen Yuan is also in front and Senior Sister Li is behind.
It's just that unlike last time, just standing still in the air, this time Chen Yuan has indeed improved a lot.
As Chen Yuan's mind moved, the silver sword body suddenly pierced through the Dao Dao airflow, leaving a faint milky white trace in the air, and the swift wind continued to extend into the distance.
Heaven and earth are empty, and there is nothing in the eyes. For a while, Chen Yuanhao was furious and let out a long roar.
It wasn't until today, with the sword crisscrossing heaven and earth, that Chen Yuan really felt a little bit of the wonder of cultivating immortals.
Inadvertently, Chen Yuan looked back and saw Senior Sister Li's eyes closed, her long eyelashes rising and falling with her breathing, and a few green silks fluttering in the wind next to her ears, as if she was asleep.
Chen Yuan was overjoyed, hurriedly woke up his senior sister, and asked confidently: "Senior sister, my level of the sword is okay, I see that you have fallen asleep just now." ā
After Li Wei was woken up, she looked around blankly, and it took a long time to remember that she was still on the flying sword.
I saw Senior Sister Li hurriedly picking up her mental method and adjusting her posture in a hurry. At this time, hearing Chen Yuan's question, Senior Sister Li replied viciously: "Come on, you, I'm scared and fainted......"