Invincible Swordsman

Chapter 1
Jingle Jingle!

There was a sound of iron striking coming from the stone house.

Inside the house, a young boy was naked, holding big iron pliers in his left hand, with a large piece of burning red iron clamped above him, swinging a big iron hammer weighing more than [-] jin in his right hand, and constantly hitting it, sweating like rain , From time to time, sparks shot into his body, but he didn't notice it, and his expression was extremely focused.

This boy is called Peng Hu.

"Little fat, blow the wind."

In less than 10 minutes, Peng Hu suddenly gave a loud shout, and quickly inserted the newly formed sword embryo into the stove.

Next to the stove was another chubby boy, who was also shirtless. Hearing this, he quickly pulled the bellows, and the flames rose instantly, and the temperature rose rapidly.

Whoohoo!
In the blink of an eye, the sword embryo was burned red.

"stop!"

At this time, Peng Hu let out a soft drink, clamped out the sword embryo like lightning, and started to swing the hammer again with his right hand.

Jingle Jingle!

However, Peng Hu swung his hammer like a wheel, drawing mysterious arcs, and landed on the sword embryo with incomparable precision, as if after countless calculations.In the blink of an eye, a three-foot green blade took shape.

Chi Chi Chi!
Peng Hu flicked his left arm suddenly, and he inserted the newly formed sword into the cold water pool next to him in an instant, a white mist rose up, and the sound of "chi chi" could be heard endlessly.

In less than half an hour, the boy forged a fine steel sword.

At this time, the middle-aged strong man who had been watching from the side finally smiled and said: "Yes, Xiaohu, although your cultivation qualifications are not good, your talent for swordsmithing is first-rate, and you have already surpassed it in less than three months after learning how to forge swords." Third Uncle, he can be regarded as inheriting his father's business."

"Third Uncle, my father is a swordsmith?"

Peng Hu was taken aback when he heard the words. In his memory, Peng Hu had never seen his parents since he was a child, and he had no impression of them at all.All these years, he has been following his third uncle Peng Jingshan, but he has never heard him talk about his parents' past. He even only knows his father's name is Peng Jingxing, but he doesn't even know his mother's name.

Occasionally, people in the clan mentioned his father. It seems that his father was the number one master in the clan back then, and no one mentioned that his father could also forge swords.

"Your father is not only extremely talented, he became the number one expert in the clan before he arrived, and his talent for making swords is even more amazing. Do you know about Xuanyang Sword, the sword of the clan? It is the magic sword made by your father himself. However, the whole clan Only I know that it was made by your father, others don’t know, they all think that your father got it from outside. And my sword-making skills are also taught by your father.”

Peng Jingshan said in a deep voice, with a look of admiration and remembrance unconsciously on his face.The mind seems to have sunk into the boyhood.

"Xuanyang Sword? Dharma Sword? Third Uncle, what is Dharma Sword?"

"Yes, Daddy, what is a magic sword?"

The two teenagers were extremely surprised. They had never heard of the magic sword, but they knew that the mysterious Xuanyang sword in the family was infinitely powerful, cutting iron like mud, and even monsters could hardly stop it.In recent years, the Peng Clan has been able to occupy several nearby hills, it can be said that it is entirely due to the power of this clan's sword.In the past, they always believed that the divine sword was passed down from their ancestors. Until now, they didn't know that the divine sword was actually forged by Peng Hu's father himself.

After a long time, Peng Jingshan spoke again: "The Dharma sword is a sword weapon specially used by master-level masters, and it is far from comparable to the ordinary weapons we use. The Xuanyang sword in the clan is simply not suitable for the patriarch's half-step master's realm. If it can't exert [-]% of its power, if it is used by a real master, it can completely flatten half of Shitou Peak with one sword."

"Ah, so powerful?"

The little fat man opened his mouth exaggeratedly, unable to close it for a long time.Peng Hu showed surprise on his face, and he was obviously quite shocked. The legendary fairy sword is nothing more than this, right?
"Xiao Hu, third uncle sees that you are extremely talented in sword making, so you should just concentrate on making swords. I believe that within a few years, you can become a generation of sword making masters, and you can also be admired by thousands of people. I am afraid that even the masters and strong ones will come. Please. How?" Peng Jingshan suddenly turned his head and said to Peng Hu.

He knew that Peng Hu's training aptitude was really not good, he started training at the age of five, and now he is 15 years old, after ten years of hard work, he still hasn't cultivated sword energy, instead, his energy and blood are in vain, and he is even worse than an ordinary person.On the contrary, the 13-year-old Peng Xiao (also his son, the little fat man in front of him.) has now reached the realm of Yangyuan and has become a beginner swordsman.

"No, I will not give up, even if my aptitude is not good, but I believe that Emperor Tian will pay off those who have worked so hard. As long as I persevere, I will become a master of swordsmanship one day sooner or later." Peng Hu shook his head and said, his tone was extremely firm.

"It's been three months. I have been in this world for three full months. In my previous life, I was equally aptitude, but in the end I was able to become the youngest master of swordsmanship. In this life, I will still become a master of the generation. As long as I can find a solution method, sooner or later it will return to the level of the previous life, and it is not impossible to even surpass the previous life."

Peng Hu thought to himself.

It turned out that he was not from this world at all.Well, it should be that his soul is not from this world at all, but from the earth.

In his previous life, he was a sword-crazy Peng Hu. He was obsessed with swordsmanship all his life, constantly striving for self-improvement, and finally became the youngest master of swordsmanship on earth by constantly challenging masters from all sides. Before he was 30 years old, he had already reached the peak acquired state, and then, in order to break through to the legendary innate state, he deliberately went to the world's number one master, Ximen, for a decisive battle.

At that time, both sides wanted to break through the bottleneck and reach the innate realm through this battle, so naturally they hit it off and started a world-shattering battle.

As a result, Peng Hu never expected that he had just borrowed the pressure of Ximen's knife to break through the bottleneck, but he hadn't officially become a congenital master, when a thunderbolt suddenly struck in the void, split his body into flying ash on the spot, but his soul was miraculously taken away To this Heavenly Sword Continent.Coincidentally, his soul just happened to possess this young man named Peng Hu.

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Three months ago, the young Peng Hu hadn't started to learn how to forge swords, and his cultivation qualifications were mediocre.On that day, he happened to be seriously injured by fellow clan brother Peng Feng in the name of sparring and died on the spot.And the soul of Peng Hu, the sword idiot, traveled through the void inexplicably at that time, and was reborn by rebirth.

It wasn't until half a month of recuperation that Peng Hu fully recovered from his injuries.At this time, Peng Jingshan, Peng Hu's third uncle, finally made up his mind to let Peng Hu learn to forge swords with him, so that Peng Hu would not be repeatedly bullied by the same clan.After all, Peng Jingshan couldn't manage the affairs of the younger generation even if he wanted to.He, Peng Jingshan, is just an ordinary swordsmith in the clan. On the surface, the clan respects him a lot, but he has no real power, and the juniors don't take him seriously at all.

This world is a world where strength is paramount. Without strength, there is no status.Of course, it would be different if Peng Jingshan could forge a magic sword, but it's a pity that he couldn't even forge a high-grade fine steel sword.And the strength is only at the peak of the swordsman, and he has not made an inch in ten years, and even a few of the juniors have surpassed him.Where does he have status?

Therefore, he didn't want to see Peng Hu being bullied every day, so he had no choice but to let him learn how to forge a sword, so that at least Peng Hu could get rid of the title of trash, and at least he could get the superficial respect of his fellow clansmen.However, even he didn't expect Peng Hu to be able to forge a high-grade fine steel sword after only two and a half months of learning.He couldn't catch up with this kind of sword-making talent even if he shot it right away. He naturally thought that as long as Peng Hu worked hard, he would become a sword-making master sooner or later.

"Xiaohu, it's not the third uncle who hit you. Learning to sword also depends on talent. Back then, the third uncle thought like you that all you need to do is to work hard, but in the end you can't do anything, and you can't hold your head up in the clan. Later, your father taught me by hand. Forging swords, this is the recognition of the same clan. You have to think about it, and don't follow in the footsteps of the third uncle."

Peng Jingshan persuaded him earnestly.

"Third Uncle, you don't need to persuade me anymore, I have my own plan." Peng Hu said in a deep voice.He is not Peng Hu three months ago, but a sword idiot who has been obsessed with swords all his life. How can he give up the way of swordsmanship?

"Hey, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer, and you will understand in the future." Peng Jingshan sighed helplessly, a little bit hating that iron can't make steel.

Looking at Peng Hu, after a while, he suddenly took out a book from his pocket and handed it to the other party: "Xiao Hu, this is your father's experience in making swords. Today, my third uncle will give it to you. I hope you will read it." If you can take the time to take a look, don't let your sword-making talent go to waste."

"Third Uncle, don't worry, I will find time to learn how to forge swords."

Peng Hu nodded and said, reaching out to take the book.

He didn't know how to forge swords in his previous life, and he didn't know magic swords at all. Today, when he heard the other party talk about magic swords, it sounded like the legendary fairy swords on earth. Create a fairy sword with your own hands.Moreover, through more than two months of sword casting, his understanding of swords has improved to a higher level.

Forging swords is actually practicing swordsmanship, and the wonderful things in it are beyond the comprehension of outsiders.

Peng Jingshan pondered for a while, then suddenly said: "Xiaohu, you will be 16 years old in three months, and you will have to participate in the adult hunt by then, do you know?"

"Well, I heard my elder brother talk about adult hunting." Peng Hu said.

"Father, what is an adult hunt? Do I want to participate in it too?" The little fat man Peng Xiao interjected. He was still young and had never heard of an adult hunt.

"That's right. Everyone in the clan must participate when they are 16 years old, which means they have grown up." Peng Jingshan nodded and said, "However, basically swordsman cultivation can complete the task. I am just worried that you Brother Hu will not be able to complete the task. If you can’t complete the task, you have to obey the patriarch’s arrangement and assign affairs. Then, Xiaohu, you may have to come here every day to forge swords.”

"Third uncle, isn't there still three months left? I believe I can complete the task." Peng Hu said confidently.

Although he said this with full confidence, he was extremely apprehensive in his heart.Adult hunting requires at least three adult bulls alone. Although he has previous life experience, his body is not as good as that of ordinary people, and he has no chance of winning against bulls.The most important thing is that he has been reborn for three months, but he still hasn't found out what's going on with his dantian?Not only has his cultivation been unable to improve, but even his blood has been deteriorating, disappearing into his dantian inexplicably.If he hasn't solved the problem of his dantian within three months, not to mention whether this hunting mission can be completed, he may not survive for three years.

"It's good if you have confidence. Third Uncle won't say much. You take this fine steel sword with you for self-defense."

As Peng Jingshan said, he handed the fine steel sword that Peng Hu had just cast to Peng Hu.He said so in his mouth, but he was worried in his heart, and he was not optimistic about the other party.In his heart, he hopes that the other party can complete the task, but secretly hopes that the other party will go through the frustration of adult hunting and give up on cultivation before he can concentrate on forging swords.

(End of this chapter)