Swallowing the Starry Sky: World Sermon

Chapter 41 Jinghong

"Sir, I am willing to accept your test!"

Luo Feng said categorically, Wang Chuandao looked at him and sighed in his heart, some people can become the protagonist, not entirely relying on the halo of the protagonist.

Although he has not experienced much yet, Luo Feng naturally has a strong heart that is brave enough to climb and not afraid of competition.

At the same time, he also has the talent and perseverance to match this spirit.

Don’t talk about the future, just look at the present.

Even if Luo Feng is not the protagonist of Devour, who can refuse such a disciple?

"Very good. Being a warrior means having the courage to be unafraid of any challenge."

Wang Chuandao praised that after spending a long time with someone like Luo Feng, it is indeed difficult not to appreciate him.

He now somewhat understood why Zhou Zhen approached Luo Feng with a purpose, but in the end he really regarded Luo Feng as a close friend.

……

"The sword move I want to teach you is a simplified version of the unique move I created. However, although it is a simplified version, according to the classification of the earth's martial arts realm, it can also be regarded as a artistic conception level sword move."

"Understand this sword, and your sword skills will be among the best on earth."

Although Wang Chuandao said this without any fluctuation in his tone, Luo Feng gasped when he heard it.

The simplified version of the special moves are some of the best artistic conception-level sword moves on earth. So what level will the original version of the special moves be?

"Come to your senses and look carefully."

Observing that Luo Feng was not focused enough, Wang Chuandao gave a light drink.

"Oh, sorry, sir, I was distracted."

Luo Feng said apologetically, and Wang Chuandao nodded without paying attention.

No matter what, Luo Feng is only 18 years old this year, and his birthday has not passed yet. To be honest, he is still a minor.

As a child, it’s normal for your attention to wander a little from time to time.

A blood shadow sword appeared in Wang Chuandao's hand, and at the same time, a huge black giant eagle also appeared in this space.

This giant black eagle has golden claws, black feathers on the top of its head, and a pair of blue eagle eyes that are so sharp that they flash like lightning.

With a wingspan of nearly forty meters, it flies in the air like a large fighter plane.

Luo Feng is very familiar with this monster, the black-crested golden eagle, which ranks second among the eagle monsters!

Eagle monsters are the strongest among the flying monsters, and the black-crowned golden eagle is the second largest among the eagle monsters.

The adult black-crowned golden eagle is at least as powerful as a mid-level war god, and due to its own racial advantages, it is extremely difficult for high-level war gods to kill.

"Wow!!!"

The black-crested golden eagle in the sky let out an extremely piercing scream, and then turned into a black lightning and rushed towards the direction of the two people.

The huge size and lightning speed of the black-crowned golden eagle bring a terrifying sense of oppression.

Fortunately, Luo Feng has been accustomed to the virtual space for so many days, and has even greeted death here many times, and his psychological quality has been greatly improved.

And monsters of this level of strength would not touch Chuan Dao Wang in the slightest.

Even the Thunder Dragon Emperor in the real world was killed by him with one sword, and the black-crowned golden eagle, even if it was just a virtual body with the physique of an elementary warrior, Wang Chuandao was not afraid.

"Wow!"

The black-crowned golden eagle was approaching the two of them in the blink of an eye. Just when Luo Feng was wondering how Wang Chuandao should respond, a silver-white sword light lit up.

Like a meteor streaking across the sky, it disappears as soon as it appears.

For a moment, Luo Feng almost thought he was seeing an illusion...

The black-crowned golden eagle that was about to touch the two people turned into a shadow and disappeared, but Luo Feng knew clearly that that knife really killed the black-crowned golden eagle.

As a warrior-level warrior, kill the lord monster, and the most difficult black-crowned golden eagle among the lord monsters!

Is this the power of artistic conception-level sword moves? For a moment, Luo Feng was immersed in the shock of this sword, fascinated. He closed his eyes and began to recollect the blow that Wang Preacher had just made.

But after a moment, Luo Feng opened his eyes with some regret.

He finally discovered that with his level, let alone understanding, he couldn't even see the sword clearly. Except for the flash of bright sword light, he couldn't even recall how Wang Chuandao made that sword.

Thinking that he would have to learn such sword moves in the next fifteen days, even with Luo Feng's confidence, he couldn't help but look sad.

"gentlemen……"

Luo Feng opened his mouth and told Wang Chuandao what he thought.

Wang Chuandao was not surprised that he said he didn't see it clearly.

Although this 'Jinghong' sword is indeed a simplified version of Fengjuan Thunder.

But the wind and thunder are rolling, which is Wang Chuandao's unique move that superimposes the power of the wind and thunder domain!

Jinghong, even if it is only a simplified version, it can still vaguely touch the realm of the realm, and it is definitely the pinnacle of the artistic conception level moves.

Luo Feng's sword skills are only at the professional level. It would be strange if he could see clearly.

So then, Wang Chuandao performed it again in front of Luo Feng.

This time, Wang Chuandao deliberately slowed down, and Luo Feng could finally see clearly.

But after seeing it clearly, he was still confused.

After slowing down, it is obviously a very ordinary sword move, why is it so powerful?

Seeing his confused look, Wang Chuandao felt like laughing.

I never imagined that Luo Feng looked so green when he was a boy.

In two hours, Wang Chuandao repeatedly used Jinghong many times.

He also taught Luo Feng his experience in creating Jinghong one by one. At the same time, he gave Luo Feng the photos of himself using Jinghong for repeated observation.

Finally, he left a sentence——

"If you still don't understand, why not swing the sword yourself and practice."

After saying that, Wang Chuandao left the space, leaving Luo Feng alone, still immersed in the flash of the sword.

He pulled out the Blood Shadow Saber and started swinging the sword over and over again according to what Wang Chuandao said...

The next day, Wang Chuandao taught Luo Feng his body and sword skills as always. As for Jinghong, he didn't mention it much, but he still patiently answered Luo Feng's questions one by one.

Two hours later, Wang Chuandao left, and Luo Feng continued to meditate, practice swordsmanship, meditate, and practice swordsmanship over and over again.

On the third day...

fourth day...

Until the tenth day, Luo Feng still had not touched the threshold of Jinghong.

From the point of view of anyone on earth, it would be a fantasy to cross the perfection level and directly comprehend the artistic conception of swordsmanship in the realm of expert swordsmanship.

But Wang Chuandao has this confidence in Luo Feng, and Luo Feng himself, even though most of the time has passed, is still not discouraged and continues to practice diligently every day.

The time lasted until the fourteenth day. After Wang Chuandao left, Luo Feng stood there, with the scene in his mind that he first saw killing the black-crested golden eagle with a knife.

As if an idea flashed, a bright sword light flashed away like a broken silver bottle...

"This is Jinghong..."

Luo Feng raised his head and looked up at the sky, with the most sincere smile on his lips.

(End of this chapter)