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The art of sword control?
Zeng Yi couldn't help but have a flash of light in his eyes.
As a swordsman, Zeng Yi certainly longed for a handsome sword-handling technique. Not to mention whether the attack power of the sword is strong or not, just being able to fly with the sword is enough to make Zeng Yi's heart flutter.
It doesn’t matter whether you are strong or not, but you must be handsome!
Zeng Yi also practiced sword control himself. The reason why the sword can fly through the air is nothing more than using soul power to pull the sword, and concentrating on it to control it accurately.
That's what I thought, but when I actually put it into practice, the effect wasn't very ideal. Although Zeng Yi was able to use his soul power to hold up the sword in the air, it was not enough to use it to carry out sword attacks. It was not as powerful as the sword energy attack that he casually slashed out. As for flying with a sword, it was even more difficult. Just using the soul power to hold up the weight of the sword and control the flight of the sword was extremely energy-consuming. Adding more than a hundred kilograms of weight to it was already unbearable.
Perhaps, my soul power is too low to be able to do this.
Watching Sword Fighter Luo Chenxin flying with his sword, Zeng Yi couldn't help but think of this.
After all, this old man is a titled Douluo with extremely strong soul power. It is easy to drag two or three people with his sword.
But is the method of controlling a sword really that simple?
Zeng Yi felt that there must be some special skills involved.
Why don't you ask him for advice?
He looked up at his cheap master. Sword Douluo looked at him with a half-smiling expression, and Zeng Yi had the urge to punch him in the face.
No, I must not admit defeat first.
"Let's talk about it later." Zeng Yi said pretending not to care.
Zeng Yi's rejection made Chen Xin a little surprised, but he still saw a flash of desire in Zeng Yi's eyes.
"Oh? Haha, then when you want to learn, just tell the teacher, and the teacher will definitely teach you well, haha." Chen Xin smiled lightly, with a contented expression on his face. Although Zeng Yi refused to admit him as his master now, Chen Xin knew that Zeng Yi must be a sword-loving person. Facing the person with the highest achievement in swordsmanship in the entire continent, he would definitely ask him for swordsmanship. By then, wouldn’t the master-disciple relationship be forged?
Chen Xin's words made Zeng Yi feel grateful. Although he was a little unhappy about being forced to accept a disciple, this Sword Douluo really wanted to accept him as a disciple, which could be seen from his attitude towards him. If it were anyone else who dared to do this to a titled Douluo, he would have been slapped to death long ago.
In fact, becoming a disciple of this Sword Douluo is not bad. At least I have a thick leg to hold me. When I wander around the mainland in the future, if I meet someone I can't beat, I can tell his name and maybe I can save my life. . Moreover, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is still the richest sect. Relying on the resources of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, one can practice faster. With Sword Douluo's guidance, one's swordsmanship will also improve faster.
But on the other hand, they have to bear the consequences of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect and face the Wuhun Palace in the future.
But overall, there are more benefits. Because of Tang San's existence, as long as Tang San didn't die, Wuhun Palace would eventually perish, and Zeng Yi didn't need to do anything, just paddle happily on the side.
Thinking of this, Zeng Yi felt much more comfortable.
"By the way, where are we going? Back to the Qibao Glazed Sect?" Zeng Yi couldn't help but ask.
Hearing this, Chen Xin couldn't help but feel a little happy. Although Zeng Yi didn't call him master, but using this word, wouldn't it mean that he recognized himself as a member of the Qibao Glazed Sect? Doesn’t that mean you recognize yourself as the master?
Not bad, that’s good if you have this idea. As a young person, it is understandable for you to be shy when things happen so suddenly. You will naturally get used to it as time goes by.
"I won't return to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect." Chen Xin shook his head and said.
He also wanted to take Zeng Yi back to the Qibao Glazed Sect, but at this juncture, it was impossible to take him back now. Although the Qibao Glazed Sect is its own sect, it also has spies from the Wuhun Palace. If Zeng Yi is brought back now, I am afraid that the people from the Wuhun Palace will come to the door the next day and talk about the marriage. As an excuse to let Zeng Yi go to Wuhun City to meet their saint and get acquainted with her, is that okay?
I'm afraid he won't immediately become a member of the Wuhun Palace.
Therefore, I can delay it as long as I can, making excuses that my disciples are practicing outside and practicing for a few more years.
"Uncle Jian, after you find him, take him to Soto City and Shrek Academy. Rongrong will also be there. Let him get more familiar with Rongrong. This will also increase his affection for our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."
This is what Ning Fengzhi said to Chen Xin before he set off.
At that time, these words made Chen Xin so angry that he wanted to slap Ning Fengzhi on the spot. By doing this, wasn't he selling his daughter? He has been obsessed with swords all his life and has no descendants. As for Ning Rongrong, he treated her as his granddaughter. Now, Ning Fengzhi wanted to use her as a tool, how could this not make him angry.
Ning Fengzhi thought very clearly and thoughtfully. Zeng Yi was very talented and handsome, so Ning Rongrong was a perfect match for his daughter. As for his daughter's appearance, he knew even better. He didn't believe that Zeng Yi, a vigorous young man, could resist this temptation.
With this bond, even if Zeng Yi marries Wuhundian, his heart will still be towards the Qibao Glazed Sect.
Originally, Chen Xin was very opposed to it, but now...
It smells delicious!
He found his disciple very pleasing to his eyes. He would definitely be a strong swordsman standing on top of the continent in the future, and he would still be worthy of his precious granddaughter Rongrongdi.
Thinking of this, another smile appeared on Chen Xin's face.
For some reason, Zeng Yi felt a chill running down his spine.
"Then where are we going? Master." Yan Que asked Chen Xin expectantly.
"Haha, let's go to Soto City, where there is an academy called Shrek." Chen Xin said with a faint smile.
"Shrek, what a strange name. Is that the Soul Master Academy? Grandpa, do you want Yan Que to go to the Soul Master Academy?" Yan Que blinked his eyes and asked in confusion.
Don’t you have a sect? Why should you go to the Soul Master Academy to study? Yanque was confused.
Because of his previous experience, Yan Que was not interested in the Soul Master Academy.
"Haha, little Que'er, this is not a place for you to study." Chen Xin touched Yan Que's head and smiled lightly.
"Then what are we doing there?"
"Haha, grandpa will take you to meet a sister."
Zeng Yi, on the other hand, stood on the edge of the Seven Killing Sword, looking down. Standing in the sky, looking down at the ground, everything feels so small.
It's so high, will you die if you jump?
With his ability to control the wind, although he can't fly yet, he can still do some simple gliding without feeling like he will fall to his death.
How about jumping down and trying it?
Yes, he wanted to run away a little bit.
Sure enough, if he didn't even return to his sect, there must be some conspiracy waiting for him that he didn't know about.
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