Chapter 28. The prosperous age of kendo

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Heaven Dou Empire.

Soto City, inside the Soto Great Spirit Fighting Arena.

A young man wearing a mask was sitting quietly in the box he had reserved, holding a long sword wrapped in a cloth sheath in his hand. The complex patterns on the hilt made the sword invisible even if it was not fully visible. It can also amaze the world.

His name is Genie.

Or……

His current name is "Gani"!

Three years ago, he was not called this name.

Three years ago, he was just an ordinary little person with a first-level innate soul power. His martial soul was an axe, the kind used in the village to chop firewood.

At that time, the deacon of the Wuhun Hall who awakened his soul sighed with regret, saying that if his soul power had been higher, he might have become a soul master.

Compared to a hoe and fork, an ax is obviously much more lethal.

But no matter how powerful the martial soul is, it still needs the support of innate soul power to be able to play its role.

The consequence of having too low innate soul power is that the cultivation speed is too slow. Even if a soul ring is attached, it will be difficult to survive in the cruel world of soul masters.

This is the truth about engine oil and motorcycles.

A motorcycle without engine oil cannot run, and a motorcycle with engine oil only runs very slowly. Only if the engine oil and the motorcycle are equipped with top-notch configurations, can they ride ahead of others.

But how can he accept this result?

As the illegitimate son of a nobleman, his mother was just an unfortunate maid. She was not very good-looking and her status was not very high. She gave birth to him as a boy. If he was not targeted by the nobleman's wife, it was simply not in line with the behavior of a nobleman. thinking!

Boys and girls are different.

Boys have the right to inherit!

Even just a little bit is still a threat!

Therefore, even if his martial spirit is an axe, he is still a threat in the eyes of the noble lady, a threat that must be suppressed!

He wanted to resist.

He did resist.

But his resistance was in vain.

Also powerless and confused!

He didn't know what to do.

He just hopes that he can get a fair and just treatment. Even if he leaves the status of a noble, he is not willing to bear the title of "illegitimate son" again!

Even if he does this, he will go to the fields to dig for food and hang out with old farmers...

But isn’t that what people live for?

At the age of six, he awakened his martial spirit.

At ten years old, he was still treading water.

He thought his life would pass like this.

Opportunities never fall into his hands.

But hope always seems to come in despair!

He made an appointment with the god named "White Emperor" and gave everything in his life in exchange for an opportunity. Among the sea of ​​swords all over the hills, he selected the sword in his hand and became this sword. The master of the sword!

And this sword is called "Yuanhong"!

Ranked second on that list of famous swords!

And "Yuanhong" is indeed worthy of the second ranking!

"Guigu Hezong Swordsmanship..."

"The rainbow penetrates the sun..."

"Hundred-Step Flying Sword..."

"Eight Doors Escape, Guigu Qimen Technique..."

"And the most important Guigu Breathing Technique..."

Holding the hilt of Yuanhong Sword, he could clearly feel the power and will contained in this sword, especially the will to die for a promise, which pushed him away when he was still confused and persisted. A door!

So far, he is just an apprentice.

But he was grateful.

He was chosen by Yuanhong Sword.

Yuan Hongjian is also willing to teach him.

Instead of being forcibly conquered by those six domineering swords like the six sword slaves he saw when he went back last time.

This is the difference between a sword master and a sword slave.

No matter how immature a sword master is, he can still wield a sword!

And no matter how strong the sword slave is, he can only be controlled by the sword!

What determines the sword master and the sword slave is the power of the heart. It can be said to be a kind of belief or a kind of courage. In short, it is an inexplicable power.

But compared to those who were rejected…

Whether you are a sword master or a sword slave, you are very lucky!

Because they have their own identity, even if it is just a strange name, but compared to those poor people who use numbers like "one, two, three" to replace their names, they can keep their own names and use another name to the outside world, that is, Current code name.

Genie does not resist his current name.

Only those who have a clear understanding of their true intentions can better remember the love of providing help in times of need, and can better understand how difficult it is to change one's own destiny.

A thousand-mile horse often exists, but a bole does not always exist.

This sentence is a reflection of the inner heart of every sword holder.

And now...

"Dai Mubai?"

"The third prince of the Star Luo Empire?"

"In Shrek Academy outside Soto City..."

"Requesting to be killed or castrated..."

"The person who left the message, Amazing Salamander..."

The headphones in my arms vibrated.

The young man suddenly woke up.

He took out the earphone box, opened the lid, then picked out an earphone and put it in his ear. He immediately saw this sudden command.

The young man couldn't help but frown slightly:

"Stunning Salamander, you should know your permissions!"

"My mission is to make a name for myself and break into the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect!"

"If you take action now, it may affect my plan!"

"As a sword master, you have no right to order me!"

"In terms of staffing, I am not caught in the trap!"

There was a little silence on the other side of the void terminal.

Then, two more messages were sent.

The young man lowered his eyes slightly, then nodded.

"OK!"

"Then do as you say!"

"Swap the missions between me and that guy Shengqi."

"Anyway, they are both infiltrations. Breaking into Shrek Academy and breaking into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect are actually the same. At most, they are different in difficulty."

"I will hand over the task to him within half a month."

"After handing over the task, I will start taking action."

"But please remember, this time you changed the mission privately. If the mission fails because of this, the responsibility lies with you and not me!"

After saying that, the boy took off his earphones.

Clicked and closed the void terminal.

Then he put away the headphone box, looked helpless, and scratched a piece of his hair: "Women go crazy, but there is nothing wrong with us men. One sister is not enough, and here comes a younger sister, and then she is afraid This sister has been taken advantage of by her fiancé, and asking me to deal with this fiancé is such a weird task!"

Yuanhong Sword trembled slightly at the side.

He seemed to be echoing the boy's complaints.

After all, the boy is not the real Gai Nie, and Yuan Hong is not the real Yuan Hong. They are not bad in nature, but there are still certain differences in external performance.

And outside the Soto Spirit Fighting Arena...

Three "ordinary" people walked in...

"Is there any good seedling here that you mentioned?"

The middle-aged man wearing black armor squinted his eyes.

Look at the white-haired middle-aged man next to you.

The white-haired middle-aged man raised his eyebrows:

"Do not believe?"

"Were you deaf when the boy said that?"

In just two sentences, the smell of gunpowder came out.

Ning Fengzhi, who was caught in the middle, quickly waved his hands with a wry smile.

"calm!"

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, please calm down!"

"The young man we saw on the road who called himself Black and White Xuanjian, although he rejected Uncle Sword, he also told us the names and destinations of the other swordsman geniuses. Even if we can't find this one, it's really hard to find him. If not, we can still find the next one.”

"Even if I can't find the next one, just think that I'm taking Uncle Jian and Uncle Gu out for a walk. It's just fun to meet these juniors today. There's really no need to get so angry."

Seeing what Ning Fengzhi said, Chen Xin didn't continue to light up the fire.

But Gu Rong was not happy.

Crossing his arms, he complained angrily: "The trend in the world is a bit strange recently. These geniuses in swordsmanship seem to have been stabbed in their lairs. They are jumping out in piles. Why don't two people with bone dragons jump out?" Where are the young martial arts juniors?"

"If it doesn't work out, why don't you just give birth to one?"

Chen Xin said the words again:

"Besides, haven't you seen that boy's talent?"

"Fifteen-year-old Fourth Ring Soul Sect."

"Especially those two swords."

"Even such a swordsman genius said that there are many people in the world who can compete with him in the swordsmanship, or even defeat him. Let's not talk about the Eight Swords of the King of Yue that the boy said. Let's just talk about Yuanhong, Ju. The sword masters of the four swords, Que, Chixiao and Qianjiao, are swordsman geniuses who can be recruited by our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."

"I haven't counted the kendo geniuses like Shark Tooth Sword Master and Reverse Scale Sword Master who have been working together for a long time. Please tell me, if this is not the peak of my kendo, what else can it be? "