Chapter 50 Holy Sword·Direction

With a crisp sound of sword sound, dazzling light elements bloomed from the sword. At this moment, Jiang Feng suddenly felt that the sword seemed to come alive.

Just as he was lifted up, the sleeping sword spirit in the great sword was awakened, and Jiang Feng could even feel that he seemed to have established a connection with it.

The rust completely fell off, revealing the original platinum-colored sword body, with complex patterns engraved on it, full of heavy breath.

At the same time, he also learned the information about the sword.

Sword name: Holy Sword·Destiny.

"I'll go, it's so heavy! I can't kill anyone with one sword?" Jiang Feng was very surprised.

You know, with his more than 3,000 external spiritual power, he could easily lift even the Ming Wang Shield, which weighed a thousand pounds.

However, this sword is obviously heavier than the Mingwang Shield, reaching at least 5,000 kilograms.

Jiang Feng looked at Yang Haoyu and said happily: "Master, I seem to have gained its recognition."

"Try to put it away." Yang Haoyu said with relief.

"Yes." Jiang Feng's heart moved slightly, and the next moment, the big sword weighing 5,000 kilograms in his hand disappeared.

Jiang Feng raised his right hand, rolled up his sleeves and saw that there was a big sword-shaped pattern on his wrist.

He felt very novel, his mind moved, and the great sword appeared in his hand in an instant. But he was caught off guard and didn't hold it firmly. The long sword fell to the ground and penetrated deeply into the ground.

"Uh, a mistake." Jiang Feng felt a little embarrassed, and then pulled out the sword with both hands again.

Still feels very heavy.

Therefore, he took the great sword back into his body.

"Congratulations, Xiaofeng, you have won its recognition." Yang Haoyu smiled.

"Thank you, Master." Jiang Feng was very grateful.

"No need to thank me, you have won his recognition by your own strength." Yang Haoyu said: "Tell me, how much external spiritual power is now?"

"Three thousand one hundred." Jiang Feng did not hide his composure and told the truth.

Anyway, the year and a half after he was invincible, he had been practicing with Yang Haoyu, and his external spiritual power was not a secret for Yang Haoyu.

"How did you do it?" Yang Haoyu couldn't help but feel a little envious. The fifth-level cultivation has more than 3,100 external spiritual power. Who among the same level will be his opponent?

"Uh, I just improve a little bit every day, and I don't feel the bottleneck of external spiritual power." Jiang Feng said.

"Enhance a little bit every day! Alas, forget it, everyone has their own secrets."

Of course, Yang Haoyu would not believe Jiang Feng's argument, but he didn't want to force Jiang Feng to say it out.

The emotions between master and apprentice are like father and son. Yang Haoyu has been devoted to cultivation for so many years and has never married or had children. Therefore, he regards Jiang Feng as his parent-child.

"I have the weapon, but I still have a spiritual furnace. Don't make any mistakes for me in the final of the Demon Hunting Team. The champion's spiritual furnace was carefully prepared for you out of my own pocket. If you can't win the championship, I will be angry with you." Yang Haoyu glanced at Jiang Feng.

"Master, don't worry, the champion is ready." Jiang Feng was full of confidence.

"You have a high talent, but you must not be arrogant. You must know that there are people outside of you. There are always people who can defeat you in terms of talent. Only by being more down-to-earth can you grow up." Yang Haoyu warned him seriously.

"I know, but there will be no genius in front of me, they are all younger brothers." Jiang Feng said with a smile.

Yang Haoyu thought Jiang Feng didn't care, so he said coldly: "Hmph, do you still remember Long Haochen and Saint Caier from the Assassin Temple?"

"Remember, Sheng Caier is very strong and is a strong contender for the runner-up. Although Long Haochen's cultivation is a little lower, he can also compete for the runner-up." Jiang Feng does not regard anyone as his opponent at all, because the gap in strength is too big.

Now all the opponents he will encounter are system coins in his eyes.

"Do you know their age and innate spiritual power?" Yang Haoyu asked again.

"So what if you know, so what if you don't know? Master, you have to believe your disciples. Even if they have innate spiritual power of over 90 or even full value, the champion of the Demon Hunting Group this time will be me." Jiang Feng comforted.

"What about the future? Long Haochen and Sheng Caier are not fifteen years old, and you are almost sixteen." Yang Haoyu said.

In the last incident where Shengyue injured Jiang Feng, Yang Haoyu learned from Yang Haohan that the value of Sheng Caier's innate spiritual power was actually the legendary full value.

Yesterday I learned that Long Haochen's innate spiritual power was as high as 97, and he was the unique son of light in the Knight Temple.

This shocked Yang Haoyu, who originally had Jiang Feng, an apprentice with eighty innate spiritual power, and was extremely shocked.

Once the innate spiritual power has exceeded 80, each point of difference will bring about a significant gap. What's more, one is full value and the other is ninety-seven points.

In terms of cultivation talent, Jiang Feng is far inferior to the two, and there will be a significant gap in his future growth rate.

Of course, Yang Haoyu was not jealous of the innate spiritual power of Long Haochen and Sheng Caier than his disciples. On the contrary, he was still excited.

The arrival of the Son of Light and the Saint of Reincarnation at the same time is likely to mean that the darkness that has covered mankind for six thousand years is about to usher in light.

But who doesn't want his apprentice to be the best one?

"Master, don't worry, Sheng Caier, I have fought with her. I am very strong and even have trump cards. But I don't think she can defeat me now, and so is Long Haochen.

Even if I am one year older than them, so what? The Demon Hunting Team selection competition will be the smallest gap between us. In the future, I will make them unable to even see my back."

Jiang Feng smiled slightly, but his plain tone contained unparalleled confidence.

Although he faced two sons of luck, he did not think he would be the weaker side at all.

On the contrary, if he could keep trampling the two prides of heaven and throwing them behind him, he would feel excited and feel accomplished.

Of course, Jiang Feng is not hostile to the two.

As the younger generation of the Holy Alliance, the main force in fighting against the demons in the future, Jiang Feng, Long Haochen and Sheng Caier only have a healthy competition. Defeating the demons is the ultimate goal.

Yang Haoyu looked at Jiang Feng, who was tall and beautiful, and could not help but be stunned.

Originally, he wanted to use Long Haochen and Sheng Caier to hit his apprentice, but he didn't expect that it would not hit him, which aroused Jiang Feng's confidence and arrogance.

But being competitive is also a good thing.

For Yang Haoyu, innate spiritual power does not represent everything, because his own innate spiritual power is not high. However, because he obtained the mount Starry Sky Divine Beast, he has reached today, and his cultivation level has reached the ninth level and fifth level, with the highest strength in the entire league.

After coming back to his senses, Yang Haoyu said lightly: "It's good to have this confidence. The rewards for the preliminary round have been received. Next, as a master, I will also give you a gift."
Chapter completed!