So the people in the welcome team kept silent and watched the figure wearing a long khaki trench coat disappear from sight.
After Li Longyuan left, Caesar waved his hand and greeted all the students who came here. In the past, Caesar would have been happy to show off his oratory talent on this open-air platform.
Even the elders of the Gattuso family recognized the inspiring power he brought to his speeches. Frost, the acting head of the family, even praised his nephew for his eloquence as much as Churchill, the British Prime Minister during World War II, and the iron-blooded tactics of Prussian Prime Minister Bismarck.
But unfortunately, after experiencing the Kuimen Project, Caesar lost interest. He knew that the successful completion of this mission actually had little to do with him.
Therefore, he had no reason to stay here and express his feelings for the rightful owner. He needs to use this time to work hard to improve himself.
Chu Zihang also left silently. He is a taciturn man of action. The students who came to pick up the bus with banners looked at each other and dispersed under the notice of the leaders of each club.
"Junior Brother Li!" When the young man opened the door, a man wearing a light gray singlet rushed in excitedly and gave him a warm hug regardless of his messy hair and sloppy dress.
Almost instantly, Li Longyuan turned sideways to avoid the attack, and the sudden light up of his golden eyes caused Fingel's movement to stop abruptly. His Adam's apple twitched, he swallowed and said: "Right away, right away."...... Eleven In the middle of the month, the old maple trees, as red as blood, began to wither, and the palm-shaped maple leaves slowly fell down with the wind, laying on the cobblestone path at the back of the college, like a fiery red carpet.
The picture is romantic and poetic. A young man in a gorgeous green robe embroidered with satin cloud patterns was leaning against a thick old maple tree. He was holding a piece of white cloth in his hand and was carefully wiping a majestic and simple long sword.
The bright but gentle sunlight shines through the gaps in the maple forest and shines on the frost-white sword engraved with pale golden dragon patterns. It reflects the dazzling silver light, and there is a faint sound of trembling and clear chanting, showing its sharp edge. .
For a moment, the fiery red maple leaves lying flat on the ground were split into several pieces by the invisible sword energy along the fine lines in the leaf veins, rustling like falling butterflies.
The young man with a handsome and enchanting face still lowered his head and wiped the sword, as if he didn't notice the changes around him, but the red-gold light in his eyes flashed away.
His Eyes of the Wind King realm has reached a new level while sitting idle like this. For example, the Word Spirit·Snap field can indicate the degree of development of the Word Spirit by increasing the user's speed by one to nine times. The field development degree of the Wind King's Pupil is rated based on the direction and speed of the wind. It is called is the wind level.
The first person to propose the concept of wind levels was Li Chunfeng, a famous astronomer from the Tang Dynasty in China. He was once the Taishi Ling of Emperor Gaozong of the Tang Dynasty and compiled the earliest monograph "Yi Jizhan" in the history of world meteorology.
Li Chunfeng used trees as a reference and based on the impact of wind on trees, he established an eight-level wind standard.
That is, level 1 - moving leaves, level 2 - singing strips, level 3 - shaking the tree, level 4 - falling leaves, level 5 - breaking small branches, level 6 - breaking large branches, level 7 - breaking Mu Shi, level 8 - uprooting big trees and roots. Orthodox people once thought that Li Chunfeng would be a wild hybrid species that controlled the Yanling and Storm Horns. However, after many trials, investigations and speculations, they finally rejected this conclusion.
He may be a mixed race, but there is no way he can master high-risk wind spirit spirits such as the Word Spirit and the Eyes of the Wind King.
Because once this type of word spirit field is deployed, the basic wind force released can reach the seventh level of breaking wood and rocks.
And the level 8 wind force - uprooting the tree and spreading its roots is the embodiment of the development level of the Wind King's Eyes. Therefore, the orthodox judgment of the user's level of development of the Wind King's Eyes is generally based on the specific wind speed.
For example, 37.0-41.4m\/s is level 13, 41.5-46.1m\/s is level 14, and so on.
Li Yongyuan previously unleashed the Word Spirit Storm Horn with all his strength, and the maximum wind speed he could reach once reached 50m\/s. The top of level 15 wind force was equivalent to a small storm. If placed on the sea without shelter, this level would even be Can tear apart ordinary steel ships.
But just now, the invisible control over the direction and speed of the wind seemed to indicate that Li Longyuan had taken a further step in the development of Yanling Storm Horn.
As for the ability of Yanling Zunzhi that was first awakened, the ability of the Wind King's Eyes has been continuously developed and explored by Li Yongyuan, and transformed into different methods in battle.
In fact, wind and water are similar. They are both media, but wind is colorless, formless and tasteless, making it more mysterious and threatening than water.
If placed in Guburi, China, the wind has another name, called Qi. Just like the classic martial arts Tai Chi by Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang Taoism, it looks gentle and weak, lacking the fierceness and explosiveness in martial arts. In fact, it emphasizes the use of softness to overcome strength.
The performer's seemingly slow moves may appear clumsy or sluggish in the eyes of others, but in fact his hands are stirring the still and unchanging Qi like water.
The stirred Qi has many uses, the most obvious of which is its extremely strong buffering effect, which is also the main reason why four ounces can move a thousand pounds.
Li Yongyuan's sword energy is an extension of this sharp energy. The working principle of the water cutting machine is to use a supercharger to pressurize the water flow and shoot the high-pressure water flow through small holes. This high-speed jet can target The workpiece achieves the purpose of cutting and forming.
Sword energy is also a high-speed jet, and the air pressure must be stronger, the rate of fire must be faster, and the power must be higher.
Since the last Kuimen project, Li Longyuan has stayed in the academy for more than twenty days. These days, he comes to the mountain behind the academy with the red maple forest every day, both for meditation and practice.
This place has almost become a forbidden place for students. Even students who are sketching only dare to write and draw in the distance of the maple forest.
There is no end to strong people. There are only relatively strong people, but there will never be absolutely strong people. For example, at the Kassel College of the University of Nottingham, Li Longyuan believed that he could outperform any student or professor, except Angers, who was not necessarily sure.
But his enemies are not these hybrids, but dragons, cunning, greedy and powerful dragons.
Even a fourth- or fifth-generation pure-blood dragon will never pose a threat less powerful than a battleship tank group.
As for the higher the bloodline, the stronger the combat power, such as the Dragon Warrior encountered in the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River. If Li Yongyuan hadn't been there to repel the Dragon Warrior, and the monster itself wouldn't have had the will to fight to the death.
Renovated from a warship
Even if the "Monyach" is equipped with the mK48-1 torpedo, which is only used in ship-to-ship battles, it can still be easily torn apart by the dragon attendants guarding the mausoleum.
These well-trained and powerful dragon elite warriors are Li Longyuan's real enemies.
Not to mention the first generation of the dragon clan that is comparable to the four great monarchs, as well as the four monarchs who occupy the throne. High up in this maple forest, a beautiful girl wearing a beret is painting quietly with a paintbrush in front of the drawing board.
She wore a simple black and white plaid shirt, denim overalls, and a pair of black-rimmed glasses, but she still couldn't hide her beautiful fair face.
The only interesting thing is that there is a noble bronze sword placed next to the girl, with the scabbard half inserted into the soil of the maple forest, and the exposed carvings on the hilt shine with deep light like the stars.
She was doing an oil still life sketch. She sketched a few strokes of the maple forest with charcoal and then lined it with orange and fiery red ink paint. As far as the eye could see, there was a lush and burning maple forest.
Whether it is the scene in the painting or the foreground, there is a kind of romance and beauty that transcends the world. When the wind blows, the entire flaming maple forest sways, causing the girl's red lips to raise slightly, showing an expression of joy.
This oil painting is almost complete. It may only need a quick sweep with a soft brush to remove some ink marks before it can be framed.
But the painting brush in the girl's hand still hasn't stopped. The scenery is there, but the person is missing. She could easily notice the figure in green shirt sitting alone in the row of fiery red maple trees at the bottom of the mountain. He was leaning on the old tree, leaning on the ancient sword, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.
It seems to be integrated with the whole world and there is no sense of abruptness. He should become part of the painting.
With just a few strokes, the girl continued to outline a figure of good character and beauty in the oil painting.
The ancient sword with its black sheath wrapped with gold patterns also seems to have been moved to the canvas in proportion.
"There are not many young people who like to wear ancient robes in this era." The girl turned to the drawing board curiously to look at the figure in blue shirt at the bottom of the mountain, and whispered in her heart.
The distance between them was nearly three to four hundred miles, and it was even more obscured by maple trees and fallen leaves, but the girl could clearly see the cloud patterns on the luxurious green robe.
It has to be said that the eyesight of hybrids is truly terrifying. Soon, the girl began to adjust new paints for the newly added characters on the linen canvas, preparing for polishing.
There are hundreds of birds flying across the maple forest and clouds in the sky, and the chirping of their young is clear and clear, and the lingering sound lingers in the air. Time is moving forward slowly but firmly, neither fast nor slow, and impartially.
When the girl exhaled softly and put the last stroke of paint on her face, the boy in green shirt also opened his eyes in time.
He simply arranged the cloud-patterned green robe, held the hilt of Tai'a's sword with one hand, and raised the sword to leave. The beautiful girl dressed simply and plainly also packed up the canvas, wood board, paint, palette and other sketching tools, and stretched out her delicate hand to pick up the bronze sword.
Li Longyuan felt his hand trembling at this moment. It was the vibration in the sheath of the sword, which was something that had never happened before.
Almost instantly, the boy's Wind King Eyes spread out, and the invisible wind blew up the maple leaves that were flying like falling flowers, until they covered the entire maple forest.
The breeze brought the girl's breath and heartbeat. At the bottom of the mountain, a handsome young man in a green shirt turned his head and happened to see the sketch artist on the top of the mountain.
The first thing that showed in Li Longyuan's eyes was surprise, followed by strong curiosity. If it weren't for Tai'a Jian's strange movement, he wouldn't even notice that there was a second person in the maple forest at the back of the academy.
The girl who was discovered didn't show shy blushing or any other girlish behavior. She just pushed up her black-rimmed glasses and showed a sweet smile, with two shallow pear dimples rippling.
With Li Longyuan's eyesight, he could naturally see all this clearly. The boy was very sure that he had never seen the black-haired girl, and then his eyes gradually shifted to the bronze sword.
The handsome young man in green robes slowly raised the majestic and magnificent ancient sword in his hand. It seemed as if an invisible aura was coming out of the scabbard and spreading rapidly to the surroundings.
It's like a spontaneous resonance between the swords. The girl slowly pulled out the ancient bronze sword in front of her. The sword's blade bloomed with brilliance, as graceful and clear as a hibiscus emerging from the water. The sword's body and the sunlight were integrated into one body, as calm and soothing as clear water flowing over a pond. The sword's edge was like a thousand-foot-high wall. The cliffs are lofty and majestic.
Li Longyuan held his sword in front, also held the hilt of the Rumo sword, and pushed it out an inch. For a moment, the violent and invisible sword energy surged across the sky, covering the entire maple forest that was burning like fire almost in an instant.
The slowly falling maple leaves were cut into pieces by the sword energy, and even the thick trunks of some maple trees were left with white sword marks.
The sword field is forming, and every moment it lasts, countless sword energies will be continuously generated in the field. They seem to use the boy at the foot of the mountain and the girl at the top of the mountain as the two yin and yang fish points in Tai Chi, wreaking havoc on the entire place in disorder. A maple forest.
The buzzing sound caused by the vibration of two different but substantial sword energies was so loud that even the birds were frightened and flew into the sky, never to return.
Li Longyuan knew that he could no longer unsheath the sword. Although he was still curious, he restrained himself well and sheathed the exposed frost-white blade.
"Is it pure Jun?" The boy's mouth curved slightly, and from the moment he pulled out the bronze sword and displayed it, he thought of its origin.
This sword is said to have been made by the swordsmith Ou Yezi during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. It is a noble and unparalleled sword.
In order to cast this sword, the Red Pansy Mountain broke through for thousands of years to produce tin, and the Ruoye River dried up for thousands of years to produce copper.
The rain master sweeps the rain, the thunder god strikes the raft; the dragon holds the stove, and the emperor of heaven fills the charcoal; the sky looks down, and the spirit of heaven rains down. The master swordsmith Ou Yezi accepted the order of heaven and worked hard with the gods to forge and grind this sword for ten years before it was completed.
Later, this sword became one of the five swords collected in the Yue Palace. The famous swordsman Xue Zhulu passed across the border and did not have a good opinion of the swords, Haocao and Juque, which were the proud swords of Yue King Goujian at that time.
It wasn't until he saw Chunjun that he said such a treasure. Now the Red Pansy Mountain has closed as before, the waves of the Ruoye River have risen again, the gods have returned to heaven, and the famous swordsmith Ou Yezi has died of exhaustion.
Even if there is a city full of gold and jewels that block rivers, how can they be compared with this famous sword passed down from generation to generation?
Therefore, the Chunjun sword got its name, a noble and unparalleled sword. The nobility lies in the fact that this sword is not only made of extraordinary material, but also forged by Ou Yezi and the gods.
What makes it unparalleled is that the materials, manpower, and time spent in making the sword cannot be duplicated, so there is no second sword that can compare with it.
The girl on the top of the mountain had already packed up all the sketching tools, turned around and walked down the mountain with a large black backpack on her shoulder.
And the Chunjun, which had been sheathed, was now acting as a trekking pole in her right hand. It is hard to imagine that a famous sword passed down from generation to generation, which King Gou Jian of Yue regarded as a treasure and made all the princes in the world crazy, would appear in the hands of a young girl more than two thousand years later and be treated like this.
"Interesting." Li Longyuan mentioned Tai'a and also walked away from the maple forest. There are some things that he can finally get answers to.
For example, the identity of Chunjun Sword Master.
