Ling Chen walked into the backyard and opened his door as usual. Just as he was about to go in, a disgusting voice came from behind him.
"Hey, where did you go, you loser? I've been looking for you all day but I haven't seen you anywhere."
Ling Chen frowned, turned around and glanced at Wang Yiming coldly, the cold light in his eyes flashed away.
"From today on, if you dare to speak rudely again, I won't mind letting you taste the pain."
"Hey, why have you become so arrogant after I haven't seen you for a long time? If your father hadn't been here today, I would have beaten you to pieces. How dare you come so close to Ling'er? It seems you are serious.
I don’t want to live anymore.”
Wang Yiming was holding back his anger today. He had been looking for Ling Chen for the whole afternoon but couldn't find him. How could he let him go now that he was back?
Ling Chen frowned, raised the long sword in his hand and said, "You really want to teach me a lesson, don't you?"
"It's not that I want to, but I really want to! As soon as I saw your face, I wanted to slap you. Now you know how annoying you are?"
Ling Chen smiled faintly, as if he didn't seem to care at all about Wang Yiming's abuse.
Waving his hand, Ling Chen stretched and said with a smile: "If I remember correctly, there will be a martial arts competition for my disciples in the Swordsman Academy tomorrow. If you really want to teach me a lesson, then just fight with me tomorrow.
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Wang Yiming's expression froze, and then he couldn't help laughing.
"You asked me to fight you in the assessment competition tomorrow. Did your brain get caught in the door? You, a loser, still want to fight me. You are simply looking for death."
Ling Chen looked at Wang Yiming like he was an idiot and said, "If you are afraid, then you can fight with others. Anyway, I don't care."
After saying that, Ling Chen turned around and walked towards the house. He really didn't want to say another word to someone like Wang Yiming.
"Hey, stop here. Do I want you to go back?"
Ling Chen, who had just stepped into the room, frowned, turned around suddenly and looked at Wang Yiming, who was walking towards him. A cold murderous aura rushed towards Wang Yiming.
"If you bother me again, I will turn you into a complete loser!"
With a heavy snort, Ling Chen closed the door and walked towards the wooden bathtub in the room.
Wang Yiming, who was standing not far outside the door, looked at the closed door in disbelief. His throat couldn't help but squirm a few times, and then he shook his head, finally convinced that he was not dreaming.
"This kid took the wrong medicine today and dared to threaten me..."
Wang Yiming said something angrily, but he didn't dare to anger Ling Chen anymore. For some reason, Ling Chen's cold eyes just now made him scared when he thought about it.
After much hesitation, Wang Yiming still chose to go back. He always felt that Ling Chen's last words were not a joke. As for why, even he himself couldn't explain.
After practicing for a day, Ling Chen's body was covered with the smell of sweat. After taking a bath, Ling Chen returned to the back room and sat cross-legged on the bedside. With a thought, he summoned the Heaven-Suppressing Divine Sword.
Looking at the divine sword in front of him, Ling Chen separated a ray of soul into the heaven-suppressing divine sword.
"Master, are you there?"
Looking at the darkness around him, Ling Chen felt a little uneasy. This was the first time that he integrated his soul into the sword.
Of course he doesn't know this secret technique himself, it was taught to him by the old man in the cave last time.
But because his cultivation level is too low, every time the soul enters the divine sword, all his profound energy will be consumed, and he cannot stay for too long.
"You came……"
Ling Chen felt happy when he heard this voice, and he couldn't help but feel a lot calmer.
"this……"
Suddenly, Ling Chen froze on the spot and saw an old man with white eyebrows and beard looking at him kindly in front of him.
Although the old man's hair and beard are white and his face is full of wrinkles, his deep-set eyes appear extremely calm and profound.
This was the first time that Ling Chen saw the old man's true face, and he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
Looking at Ling Chen in front of him, the old man smiled and said, "What? Are you surprised?"
Ling Chen nodded numbly. To be honest, he was really surprised.
When he was in the cave before, the old man had only heard his voice but not seen him. Although Ling Chen wanted to know what his master looked like, he did not dare to speak.
"Master, why didn't you show up before?"
The old man smiled slightly, pointed at the Heaven-Suppressing Divine Sword and said: "Before, when I was in the cave, due to the space and aura, I could only exist in a form of consciousness and could not form a divine form at all. But this Heaven-Suppressing Divine Sword is different.
, its space is very small, and the divine sword itself already has a certain spirituality, so I can gather my remaining soul and show up to see you."
"That's it!" Ling Chen nodded with sudden realization. He looked at the old man carefully for a while before suddenly remembering that he came in because he had something to ask.
"By the way, Master, I almost forgot, I came here to ask you something about the sword manual."
When the old man heard that it was about swords, he immediately became interested, "About sword manuals? Tell me and listen."
Ling Chen sorted out his thoughts, and then told the old man completely how he obtained the Wuming Sword Technique, and also told the old man what he had gained in the forest today.
After Ling Chen finished speaking, the old man fell into deep contemplation.
Ling Chen didn't dare to disturb him, he just stood there quietly and looked at the old man in front of him.
After a long time, the old man raised his head and asked: "It seems that this unknown sword technique is not a mortal thing. The bloody villains you mentioned should come from the ability of the sword manual itself. It is said that when certain skills reach a certain level, they will
It will be deified, and the skill itself will have some special ability. For example, it can choose its own master and emit spiritual energy."
"By the way, do you have this unknown swordsmanship with you?" the old man suddenly asked.
Ling Chen nodded, and with a thought, he took out the nameless sword technique from the storage ring and handed it to the old man's hand.
As soon as I took it, I felt a strong sense of spiritual energy coming from the sword manual. Before I even looked at it, I felt a huge sword intention coming over me.
"The level of this sword manual has long surpassed the heaven-level skills. It already has self-awareness and aura. Even if ordinary people can get it, they will not be able to understand the sword theory."
"Master, what you mean is that this nameless sword technique is definitely not an ordinary yellow-level technique?"
The old man nodded. With his cultivation in the Sword God realm, he could certainly determine the grade of the sword manual. This nameless sword technique was absolutely extraordinary!
Thinking of this, the old man stretched out his hand and slowly opened the sword manual in his hand. When he opened the sword manual, the dense red writing inside jumped into the old man's eyes.
"Huh?"
The old man looked at the red font with a little curiosity, his brows rising and falling, as if he had encountered some difficult problem.
"Boy, this sword manual is full of weirdness, and if you are not careful, it will make people go crazy. And... this sword technique seems to... seem to hide a strong demonic nature!"
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