Sword Emperor to Be a God

Damn, he really didn't care about face.

Long Chenhao thought in his heart after dodging another breath. After dodging for a while, Long Chenhao also began to slowly adapt to the coronal pressure s that his body was currently receiving.

This brat's adaptability speed was pretty fast.

The Holy Maiden watched on from the side as Long Chenhao became more and more proficient in controlling his body to dodge the Holy Maiden's attacks, and spoke out.

This won't do.

Long Chenhao thought in his heart. His figure continuously dodged toward the Holy Maiden, and the Holy Maiden did not stay idle either. She then controlled her mind to release one crown technique after another at Long Chenhao.

Her movements were also very graceful, and she seemed to be in a good mood with any kind of nervousness or panic.

Damn, he's trying to play me to death.

A crown technique swept past Long Chenhao's face as he shouted angrily in his heart.

The attack of the crown technique was completed through the control of her mental power over the crown force. Although the Holy Maiden's mental power was not as strong as Long Chenhao's, with her level, controlling the surrounding crown force to form the crown technique was still relatively easy.

The power of the crown technique was not extremely great, but the crown technique created by the Saintess was extremely pure. Even crown teacher who had a stronger defense wouldn't dare to take it head-on, let alone a mage whose body was even more fragile.

Long Chenhao did not dare to have even the slightest bit of carelessness towards the Holy Maiden's crown technique, as he was extremely accurate in predicting the abilities of the crown technique. In such a short period of time, he had already hit several areas of Long Chenhao's body.

Feeling the pain coming from his body, Long Chenhao grinned. Before Long Chenhao could recover, the Holy Maiden's crown technique struck him, but this time it completely sealed off Long Chenhao's escape route.

Facing the incoming crown technique, Long Chenhao was momentarily helpless. He could only watch as the crown technique struck towards him. Just as the crown technique was about to attack Long Chenhao, it suddenly dispersed in all directions, forming a light breeze that blew past Long Chenhao.

Feeling the sudden change, Long Chenhao heaved a sigh of relief. The last attack just now was Long Chenhao deliberately standing there without moving, and he even put on an expression that was difficult to resist.

There weren't that many people spectating. Even if Long Chenhao lost to the Temple of the Crown's Holy Maiden, it wouldn't be a shameful matter.

"Long Gongzi, why didn't you dodge out of the way in the end?" The Holy Maiden saw that Long Chenhao had deliberately lost to his, and asked Long Chenhao.

"It's so painful. Holy Maiden, your control over the crown technique is really too great, and you have predicted my dodging very accurately. If it wasn't for Holy Maiden showing mercy, I wouldn't even have been able to dodge a single crown technique."

"Mm, it's good that you can think of it that way."

He was very clear about what the two of them were scheming in their hearts.

"Holy Maiden, is there no need for that coronal pressure now?" Long Chenhao asked the Holy Maiden weakly.

The Holy Maiden of the Temple of the Crown had cultivated a special kind of crown technique, and would feel a certain amount of pressure when facing Long Chenhao on top of the coronal pressure.

The Holy Maiden's coronal pressure had always been pressing down on Long Chenhao. Even though Long Chenhao had already started to slowly get used to it, no one wanted to keep the pressure on them.

Then, the Holy Maiden took the coronal pressure from Long Chenhao's body.

Magic Beast Forest

"Why is this kid regretting now?" An old voice appeared in the forest, and the one standing there was the youth that had recently run away.

"It's alright. After all, at this level, I can still accept it."

"Since you are able to accept it, I will now teach you the sword technique."

With that said, the old man used his mental energy to transmit the secret techniques of the sword technique into the young man's mind.

This old man was someone the teenager had just met. In order to avoid being chased by mercenaries, he kept on running deeper into the Magic Beast Forest.

In the process of running away, he had saved the old man who was on the verge of death. After waking up, the old man had passed on quite a few things to him, and now it seemed that he had gained quite a bit of advantage.

The so-called 'sword technique' referred to the usage of the sword.

The sword was a short, sharp weapon. It was easy to carry and it could not be discovered by others. Its attack speed was extremely fast and precise.

The most important thing was that it would definitely hit, no matter how strong the crown teacher and the Mages were, they would always be extremely weak because of their own bodies.

While they were unprepared, the sharpness of the blade was enough to kill them in one blow. The soul of the sword technique was the One with the Sword, the sword in his hand followed his will, both offense and defense, relying on his use of the sword to achieve an effect that the crown force could not achieve.

The sword technique was created through the unremitting efforts of generations and generations by the seniors who had mastered martial arts. It was the crystallization of the wisdom of their predecessors. Although the sword technique was exquisite, against crown teacher and the mages, it was not an advantage.

Although the sword technique did not require crown force to cultivate, it did require a high level of spirit power and perception. The more mature the sword technique was, the more strict one's control over the spiritual force would be.

Just as the youth began to understand the entire sword technique, he began to deduce every single move and form of the sword technique in his mind, from simple to complicated, step by step, appearing in his mind.

The little person in the youth's mind was sometimes illusory and sometimes real. The afterimages of the sword formed ripples one after another. When the youth saw the complete display of the sword technique, he realized just how simple it was to use the sword.

Other than some simple horizontal slashes, he did not have any techniques. The sword in his hand was like a stick in the hands of a child, unable to display much of its power.

The youth opened his eyes and picked up a small tree branch beside him. He recalled the movements that appeared in his mind a moment ago as he began to imitate one move after another, chopping and stabbing at each other in a crafty manner. Although he was still unfamiliar with the current situation, he had made great progress compared to before.

His feet were moving together with his body, and the tree branches in his hands were like a long, soft whip, dancing in the air. When the youth tried to perform a complex sword move.

Due to the lack of practice, the youth's wrist was still not flexible enough. One, he could not react in time and the branch in his hand fell to the ground.

He had only cultivated it for such a short period of time and he was already exhausted. People like him, who were filled with impurities in their crown, were facing such training every day. The suffering they had to endure was ten or even a thousand times what they had to endure.

The pain he had suffered was but a drop in the bucket. Thinking of this, the youth once again picked up the fallen tree branch and started repeating the same sword technique. He repeated it again and again.