I Am a Magic Sword

In the room, Seventeen held their breath, staring at the candle with resolute eyes. The generous heavy sword passed by, the candle swayed, and in his disappointed eyes, Slowly fell down.

"oh! I failed again!"

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

Some people don’t need spurs, they will naturally work hard!

Seventeen did not stand the candle again, but used heavy sword to repeatedly practice gestures against the air.

Every time he swings his sword, his brows are always slightly frowned, as if he is dissatisfied with his Sword Art.

But that's just what he thinks!

Chen Hao knows very well that the Sword Art of Seventeen has improved significantly in just three days, and it even seems a little scary!

Heavy sword pays attention to power and imposing manner.

Almost every martial artist who is good at heavy sword, which one doesn't brand the heavy sword so much?

But 17 is not like this, or that he is not like this now.

If you want to use the long sword to cut off the candle like Hu Tongling, and keep the candle from moving, the sword must be fast enough and stable enough!

The form of the Red Blood Devil Sword heavy sword, the sword body is wider and thicker than the ordinary long sword, and it is invisible, which increases the difficulty of the seventeen.

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

Seventeen didn’t even think about it and refused: what ordinary long sword can do, heavy sword can definitely do it, if it’s Fu Senior, he can definitely do it! If I can't do it, it must be because my Sword Art hasn't been cultivated yet!

To shoot the sword quickly, what is needed is the instantaneous explosive ability. Seventeen Innate Divine Strength, the strength originally far exceeds the common martial artist, he can barely achieve it.

But if you want to make a sword stable enough, you must have repeated mechanical training for many years.

However, Seventeen broke the routine, and under the witness of Chen Hao, he made progress with naked eye visible speed!

He even suppressed the frantic wind brought by heavy sword a little bit.

Nowadays, with the red Blood Sword swiping on Seventeen Hands, the resistance between the blade 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 proficient in the control of power!

After another seven days, in the hands of Seventeen, the Red Blood Sword could hardly feel the slightest resistance. When the long sword danced in the room, the dust in the air only trembled slightly.

The heavy sword of nearly two meters seems to be slashed across, and the candle placed on the table stands firmly in place.

The joy of success appeared on Seventeen's face!

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

Seventeen's hard work finally won the reward, and Chen Hao is also happy for him.

"No, Lord Sword Spirit, this time just happens to be!" Seventeen said with a smile, "I cannot guarantee success every time!"

Sure enough, seventeen I tried five times, and only one succeeded five times!

Seventeen sighed: "Sir Commander is still great, and it can be successful casually. I am still a long way from him!"

Chen Hao thinks that if the leader of Hu With heavy sword, he might not be as good as seventeen.

But he did not say this.

Two days later, Seventeen was finally able to guarantee 100% success in cutting candles.

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

"I'm still far behind Well! Without the teaching of Master Sword Spirit and the help of Red Blood Sword, I would be impossible to succeed! When I was learning Sword Art of "Beheading", I seemed to have become Senior Fu, and he created all the mental journeys of "Beheading" Sword Art. I can clearly understand that, I think anyone else will reach my level!"

Seventeen said this smoothly.

But Chen Hao knows that Seventeen’s words come from the heart.

His head is a little bit awkward, but his character is very good, hardworking, hardworking, don’t know what contentment is, and he’s very humble...humble to inferiority!

Yes, seventeen deep in one's heart, is a very low self-esteem person.

He has carved his inferiority complex to in the bones!

Perhaps, now even Seventeen has not found his own.

The knock on the door of "dong dong dong" came. Seventeen opened the door, and the blue two-five stood at the door.

"Seventeenth, the monthly exam is about to start. I haven't seen you on the martial training stage. Would you forget it?" Lan Erwuyi looked at Seventeen's haggard face With a sloppy image, I couldn’t help but ask, "The past few days, I haven’t seen you much. Will you stay in the house forever?"

"Well, I’m here Thinking about the martial skill."

"Well, let’s hurry up, Commander Hu is going to call!"

Seventeen was too late to clean up, so he was pulled by Lan Erwu Run to the martial training stage.

The seventeenth group of orphans originally had a total of 98 people. Now there are only 36 people left. The others are slowly eliminated and are arranged elsewhere by the Lan Family.

On the martial training stage, Mr. Hu, standing on the Martial Arts Competition Stage with a cane, said: "Not much to say. For today's monthly exam, we will first draw lots to choose opponents. Those who perform poorly will be eliminated. "

Chen Hao asked: "Did you decide to eliminate objects based on rankings in the competition?"

"No, the number of eliminations each time is drawn up by the leader of Hu. "Seventeen said, "It should be decided according to the degree of progress."

Seventeen drew No. 36.

A group of teenagers began to compete in order.

Chen Hao silently stood on the Martial Arts Competition Stage. The average age is about 14-15 years old. The weakest is the Qi Condensation Mid-period Peak, and the strongest is the Blue Seven Nine, Qi Sea Realm Early-Stage!

The gap between a group of teenagers is very small...All the people who are dragging their legs are eliminated!

The blue thirty-six strength Qi Condensation that was drawn in the seventeen first round.

He was swept off the stage with a sword after less than ten moves in the hands of Seventeen.

second round, his opponent is Lan Jiu.

Lanjiu is short, about 1.6 meters tall, looks very thin, and the weapon is a thin, narrow sword.

The tall and strong Blue Seventeen stood in front of him, like a bear trying to bully a sheep!

But Seventeen is very serious.

The last time he crossed the exam, he fell into the hands of the opponent.

"Seventeen, good luck meeting you today!" Sanli said with a smile.

"You only know who is good luck after playing!"

Seventeen feet on the ground, the whole figure rushed towards Lanjiu, and then slammed the heavy sword , Heavy sword momentum is big, power is deep, still everyone would believe that with the blue nine's small physique, once it is rubbed by the seventeen's heavy sword, I'm afraid it will immediately lose battle strength!

But when the heavy sword was about to meet Lan Jiu, the silhouette of Lan Jiu disappeared in place.

Lan Jiu laughed and said hehe: "I knew that you still don't have a cultivation body method. At your speed, don't even want to run into me!"

"hmph! "

Seventeen did not speak, and displayed "War Sword Jue", a powerful wind blown by heavy sword.

Someone under the Martial Arts Competition Stage whispered: "Seventeen's "War Sword Art" is about to be perfect!"

"Sword Art no matter how powerful it is? Isn’t the person still blind?"

"Yes, Lanjiu’s yellow-rank high grade Shenfa "Autumn Wind Descends Yebu" has been Great Accomplishment. Seventeen don’t want to run into him, I guess the ending Like the last time, after Seventeen’s physical strength was exhausted, he was successfully attacked by the Blue Nine sneak attack!"