I Am a Magic Sword

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In the room, seventeen breaths were fixed, and the determined eyes were fixed on the candle, and the thick sabre passed by. The candle wobbled and fell slowly in his disappointed eyes.

"Ah! Failed again!"

Chen Hao did not speak, because he had been listening to this sentence for three consecutive days.

Some people don't need to spur, they will work hard!

Seventeen did not raise the candle again, but repeatedly practiced the gesture with the epee against the air.

Every time he swings his sword, his brows are always slightly frowned, as if he is not satisfied with his swordsmanship.

But that's just what he thinks!

Chen Hao is very clear that the swordsmanship of the seventeen has been improved obviously in just three days, and even looks a bit scary!

The Epee emphasizes strength and momentum.

Almost every warrior who is good at the epee, which is not the vigorous use of the epee?

But 17 is not the case, or that is not the case now.

If you want to cut the candle with a long sword like Hu Tongling, and don't let the candle move a minute, you must shoot the sword fast enough and stable enough!

The red blood demon sword is in the form of a heavy sword. The body of the sword is wider and thicker than the ordinary standard long sword. It is invisible, which makes the 17 more difficult.

Chen Hao once tried to say to 17: "Would you like to change a narrower and thinner long sword?"

I refused even if I didn't think about it for seventeen years: what the ordinary long sword can do, the epee can certainly do it. If it is Senior Fu, he can definitely do it! If I can't do it, it must be because my swordsmanship hasn't been practiced yet!

To produce a sword quickly, what is needed is the ability to explode instantly, seventeen natural powers, and the power is far beyond ordinary martial arts, he can barely do it.

But if the sword is stable enough, it must be repeated mechanical training for many years.

But the seventeenth broke the routine, and under the witness of Chen Hao, the progress was visible with the naked eye!

He even suppressed the violent wind brought by the Epee a little.

Today, the red blood sword waving on the seventeen hands, the resistance between the sword body and the air is getting smaller and smaller, and the strong wind generated in the room is getting weaker and weaker.

This means that Seventeen has become more and more skillful in controlling power!

Seven days later, in the hands of seventeen, the Red Blood Sword hardly felt the slightest resistance. When the long sword danced in the room, the dust in the air only twitched slightly.

The sword of nearly two meters crossed, and the candle on the table stood steadily.

The joy of success appears on the seventeen face!

Chen Hao said: "You succeeded, not bad!"

Seventeen years of hard work finally paid off, and Chen Hao was also happy for him.

"No, Master Jianling, this time is just right!" Seventeen said with a smile, "I can't guarantee success every time!"

Sure enough, seventeen tried five more times, and only one of the five successes!

Seventeen sighed: "It's still a great commander of the Lord, and I can succeed at any time. I'm still far away from him!"

Chen Hao felt that if that Hu commander used a epee, he might not be as good as seventeen.

But he did not say this.

Two days later, 17 was finally able to guarantee the success of 100% candle cutting.

Chen Hao exclaimed: "Seventeen, you are very good, of all the sword masters, your sword talent should be the highest!"

"I'm still far away! Without Master Lingling's teaching and the help of Red Blood Sword, I wouldn't be able to succeed! When learning the sword technique of "Beheading", I seemed to be Senior Fu, who created "Beheading" "I can clearly understand all the mental processes of swordsmanship, and I think it will be my level if it is replaced by anyone else!"

Seventeen said this pleasantly.

But Chen Hao knew that the seventeenth word came from his heart.

His head is a little bit awkward, but his character is very good, diligent and hardworking, I don't know what it means to be satisfied, and he is also humble... Modesty to inferiority!

That's right, deep down in the heart of seventeen is a very inferior person.

He has carved inferiority into his bones!

Perhaps, now even seventeen did not find his own.

The knocking sound of "Dong Dang Dang" came. Seventeen pushed the door open, and at the door stood Blue Two Five.

"Seventeen, the monthly exam is about to begin. I didn't see anyone on the martial arts field. Will you forget it?" Lan Eryi couldn't help but look at the seventy gaunt face and sloppy image Asked, "I haven't seen you very much these days. Would you stay in the house all the time?"

"Well, I am thinking about martial arts."

"Okay, let's go quickly, Hu Tongling is going to name it!"

In no time to clean up after seventeen, Lan Erwu was pulled towards the martial arts training ground.

There were a total of 98 people in this group of orphans. Now there are only 36 people left. The others are slowly eliminated and arranged by the Lan family elsewhere.

On the martial arts ground, Hu Tongling stood on the martial arts platform with a cane and said, "Not much to say, today's monthly exam, everyone will draw lots to choose opponents, and those who do not perform well will be eliminated."

Chen Hao asked: "Are you deciding to be eliminated based on rankings?"

"No, every time the quota is eliminated, Hu Tongling drafted it." Seventeen said, "It should be determined according to the degree of progress."

Seventeen reached the thirty-sixth.

A group of teenagers began to take the stage to test in order.

One by one, Chen Hao silently stood on the competition platform, the average age was about 14 or 15 years old. The worst strength was also the peak of the middle stage of the Qiqi Realm. The strongest was Lan Qijiu, the early stage of the Qihai Realm!

The gap between a group of teenagers is very small... all the trailing legs are eliminated!

In the late seventeenth round, the blue three and six strengths were drawn in the later stage.

With less than ten strokes in his seventeen hands, he was swept away with a sword.

In the second round, his opponent was Lan Jiu.

Blue Nine is short, about one meter six or five meters tall, looks very thin, and the weapon is a long narrow sword.

Tall and strong Lan XVII stood before him, like a bear to bully a sheep!

But seventeen is very serious.

The last time he passed the exam, it was planted in the other's hand.

"Seventeen, it was good luck to meet you today!" Sanliu said with a smile.

"After playing, I know who is lucky!"

Seventeen on the ground, the whole body rushed to Lan Jiu, and then violently slammed the heavy sword, and everyone will believe that with the small body of Lan Jiu, once he is weighed by 17 If the sword is scratched, I am afraid that it will immediately lose its fighting power!

But at the moment when the Epee was about to touch Lan Jiu, Lan Jiu's figure disappeared.

Lan Jiu said with a smile: "I knew that you still haven't cultivated your body. At your speed, don't think of touching me!"

"Humph!"

Seventeen did not speak, and exhibited "War Sword Judgment", the strong wind blown by the Epee.

Someone under the martial arts whispered: "I am afraid that the Seventeenth Sword of War" will soon be completed!"

"No matter how powerful the sword skill is, can't you still be blind if you can't cut people?"

"Yes, Lan Jiu's high-level body style "Autumn Wind and Falling Leaves" has been completed. Don't want to touch him at seventeen. It is estimated that the ending will be the same as last time. After seventeen lack of energy, Lan Jiu successfully attacked!"