"Ahem, let's talk about Yanling!"
After hearing Su Mo's words, Xia Mi cleared his throat and his eyes drifted to one side.
"As for the mastery of sword control, the three generations of experience you inherited have most likely only taught you how to manipulate magnetic metals, or how to magnetize most metals that do not show magnetism, but they have not taught you another point, which is how to use this
Yanling is used to temper weapons and magnetize and deform metals! In actual combat, this is actually very important!"
Regarding the previous topic, Xia Mi was submissive, but on the topic of Yan Ling Sword Control, she struck hard.
This is indeed one of her proud Word Spirits, otherwise in the original work, she would not have used her advanced Word Spirit to fight back under the pressure of such a terrifying mysterious figure in the ice cellar of Kassel College.
"Do you use sword control to temper weapons..."
Hearing Xia Mi talk about this, Su Mo was indeed very interested.
The serial number of the Word Spirit of Sword Control is 82, which is two places lower than Time Zero. Although the ranking does not completely correspond to the power, it is enough to reflect the importance of this Word Spirit.
According to the description, a strong person using this word spirit can even trigger the effect of a volley of thousands of arrows like a sword fairy. However, in the original work, the performance of the user of this word spirit, Su Qian, can only be said to be average.
When it comes to the strongest sword master, Xia Mi is indeed the most outstanding.
"Sounds like it's awesome!"
Su Mo said sincerely.
"Really? So you can learn from me in this aspect. When you master the spirit of speech in the future, I can teach you further usage!"
Hearing Su Mo's tone, Xia Mi raised his chin proudly.
Whether it is sword control or the advanced Death Scythe, she is very confident.
"But I still want to know about ancient boxing techniques."
Su Mo's voice changed and came back again.
"So Teacher Xia Mi, how long did it take for you to step into the threshold of ancient boxing?"
"..."
Xia Mi's movements were stiff, as if she didn't hear what he said.
"Since Mr. Xia Mi said that just now, he must have stepped into the threshold much faster than me!"
Su Mo blinked, deliberately ran to Xia Mi's sight, and then looked at her like a newbie looking up to an elder.
"Is it one day or half a day? You can't master it in half an hour, right?"
"...Ahaha, you can almost say that."
Under Su Mo's fiery gaze, Xia Mi nodded slightly awkwardly.
"He is indeed the king of the earth and mountains! So how long exactly?"
Su Mo pursued him relentlessly.
"In order to avoid damaging your self-confidence, it's better not to say anything."
Xia Mi shook his head desperately, as if he was doing this for your own good.
"It doesn't matter. I wasn't shocked when I heard Fenrir say that he mastered the skills naturally without learning, so Mr. Xia Mi can tell me."
Su Mo blocked Xia Mi's retreat.
Hearing this, even with Xia Mi's IQ, he realized that Su Mo did it on purpose.
"You guy, don't ask about things you shouldn't ask about! How can I still remember something like this that happened a long time ago? What's there to ask!"
With a dark face, she blocked Su Mo's further questioning.
However, just this level could not dispel Su Mo's curiosity.
He looked directly at Fenrir aside and asked.
"So how long has your sister been practicing before?"
"Sister? If it's the one you practiced with, it seems like sister has been practicing all winter!"
Before Xia Mi could stop him, the outspoken Fenrir gave the answer. He remembered Xia Mi's affairs very clearly.
"What?"
Hearing this, Su Mo was a little shocked.
Even for Xia Mi, it wouldn't last that long, right? In one winter, isn't that at least two or three months?
Considering that their activity area at that time was probably Northern Europe, the time would have to be extended again.
Seeing Su Mo's surprised look, Xia Mi's delicate little face turned black.
"It's not that long! This guy is talking about the time it took me to completely learn the ancient boxing technique!"
For Fenrir, he really can't tell the difference between beginners and masters of ancient boxing, just like ordinary people can't imagine the difference in difficulty between raising your hands to your waist and raising your hands to your head. Isn't this the same?
Is it a natural instinct? What's the difference?
"As for the time it takes to initially master the eye, it's not as fast as you think, but it's not very slow either. It only takes about two or three days longer than you do."
Anyway, Fenrir broke the news here, so she didn't continue to hide it.
"But let me make it clear first! The reason why I am slower than you is not because of my learning speed, but because I did not follow the difficulty gradient from simple to complex, so I just slowed down a little in the early stage! And I am not
I’ve been practicing, but I also have other things to do!”
What Xia Mi said is actually the truth.
For her, who was the Dragon King at that time, she did not start with a simple structure to accurately grasp eye learning.
From the beginning, her training objects were things like the ground, hillsides, and icebergs.
This is also natural.
With her physique as a dragon king, she can easily break boulders and rocks with one punch without using any skills at all.
Since it is something you can easily destroy, why is there any need to practice?
It wasn't until later that she found no results, so she calmed down and started from the simplest one.
And with her bloodline, once she masters the correct method, it will be a matter of course for her to master it.
"Oh I got it."
Su Mo nodded in understanding.
He did not look down on Xia Mi because of this. After all, the time it takes to create a boxing technique and to learn a boxing technique cannot be compared.
Not to mention, if it weren't for Xia Mi's key guidance and Fenrir's help in marking the eye positions, even with Su Mo's current learning speed, he wouldn't have mastered it so quickly.
Teacher Xia Mi has worked so hard, how can he use this to humiliate him? Is that still something humans do?
"So - what you just said, which is about half an hour, are you referring to ten days?"
After all, Su Mo couldn't hold it back and asked while suppressing a smile.
"I remember learning a boxing technique before that seemed to be able to temporarily erase human memory."
Xia Mi silently raised his fist.
"It's just that the side effects are a bit severe."
She also wants to save face.
"Isn't your side effect turning into dementia?"
Su Mo raised his hand, complaining and giving in.
"The heroine raised her hand, I didn't hear anything just now!"
After hearing what he said, Xia Mi put down his fist.
Then he gave Fenrir a hard look, it’s this idiot again!
"elder sister?"
Fenrir, who was stared at innocently, looked very aggrieved. After thinking for a while, he handed over a bag of potato chips.
"Sister, do you want some potato chips?"
This sentence just gave Xia Mi a reason to vent his dissatisfaction.
"Eat, eat, eat! I think about eating every day, can I do something serious?"
"Business?"
After being yelled at by Xia Mi, Fenrir shrank his head, and the big golden boy was full of doubts.
"What's business?"
Apart from watching TV and eating potato chips all day long, his most important thing is to wait for his sister to come see him. Other than that, he has nothing else.
"..."
Even Xia Mi was choked by this rhetorical question.
She just wanted to express dissatisfaction with Fenrir for casually saying things that failed to show his majesty.
Just like if the boss wants to fire you, it's wrong for you to step into the company with your left foot first. She just said it casually, but she really didn't intend to let Fenrir do anything.
Seeing Xia Mi's embarrassment, Su Mo thoughtfully gave him a step back.
"Forget it, Fenrir can do as he is now. He can make a living just by staying here quietly. If he really wants to do something, he might be exposed."
Hearing what Su Mo said, Xia Mi waved his hand.
"Forget it! You'd better eat your potato chips!"
Even Fenrir, who couldn't live without the Nibelungs, couldn't help him much.
It would be nice if you just stay there and don't cause any trouble.
"oh!"
Fenrir understood this, he nodded obediently, and crawled back, regardless of why Xia Mi was angry just now.
Anyway, my sister always has a reason to be angry.
After lying down, he looked at Su Mo gratefully.
"Thank you, good friend!"
He didn't know why Xia Mi was angry, and he didn't know that he was actually taking the blame for Su Mo.
But he could see that Su Mo stopped his angry sister, so he was very grateful to Su Mo, a good friend who had saved him from his sister many times.
"You're welcome."
Su Mo nodded. Isn't it natural for those who help others to be thanked?
It doesn't matter who caused Fenrir to be scolded.
Excellent people never stick to the past.
"Speaking of which, I'm still a little curious about what I just said."
After recalling what they had just talked about, Su Mo looked a little confused.
"Didn't you just say that you just pretended you didn't hear anything?"
Xia Mi glanced at him sideways, wondering if this guy still wanted to dig up his dark history.
"It has nothing to do with what you just said, but it's not completely unrelated. But I'm just curious, and I don't want to explore your dark history."
Su Mo immediately shook his head and said that he did not want to try Xia Mi's physical amnesia fist.
"I have no black history!"
Xia Mi corrected with a dark face.
I have always been full of majesty and greatness, but at most there are some things that are not convenient to express with my mouth. There is no dark history, it does not exist!
"Well, there is no dark history. I'm just a little curious. If it's not convenient for you to answer, you don't have to say anything."
Su Mo changed his statement in a good-natured manner.
Hearing Fenrir's previous words, he was indeed a little confused, but he was not sure whether Xia Mi was willing to answer. After all, according to previous contacts, she was not willing to talk about the past.
However, what was unexpected was that Xia Mi did not refuse immediately this time.
"Can you tell me what it is first? I'll think about whether to answer it later."
Xia Mi crossed his arms and asked.
Although he didn't know why her attitude was much softer than before, Su Mo immediately asked.
"According to what Fenrir said before, when you practiced ancient boxing, it should have been the ancient era when dragons ruled the world, right?"
"um, yes."
Xia Mi nodded, it didn't matter that the news was revealed.
"But if the dragon clan rules the world, shouldn't you, as the four supreme monarchs, be the most noble beings besides the Black and White King?"
Su Mo asked curiously.
"At that time, why did you need to study fighting techniques such as ancient boxing?"
The skill of fighting is only born when fighting is needed.
If there were no enemies, there would be no reason to use these techniques.
Does the reason why Xia Mi needs to spend a winter practicing ancient boxing techniques mean that she also faces an enemy that must be defeated in this way?
In other words, even the Dragon King had enemies at that time?
Faced with Su Mo's curiosity, Xia Mi thought for a while, but it wasn't like she couldn't tell him.
"First of all, a mistake. Although the Dragon Clan pays attention to hierarchical order and respects strength, this does not mean that the Dragon Clan civilization is a civilization with a stable order."
"In fact, during the rule of the Dragon Clan, fighting, betrayal and mutual conquest were the eternal melody, even the Dragon King was no exception. It is precisely because dragons are a race that advocates strength, and the most direct way to understand the strength of strength is to fight.
Therefore, as a monarch, you also have the mission of killing the arrogant ones. Even if you are honored as the Dragon King, you will still face countless challenges."
"Who will challenge you? Other monarchs?"
Su Mo asked curiously.
"No, as compatriots, under the leadership of the Supreme Being, we may have had conflicts with each other, but there was no war. We even fought side by side."
"At least before the fall of the Supreme Being, we never faced each other with swords."
Xia Mi shook his head.
"Generally speaking, challengers are princes with noble titles. They have accumulated strength through fighting and covet the position of king."
A pure second-generation species may not have such ambitions, but if it is a second-generation species prince who devours each other and gradually becomes stronger, he may not be able to restrain himself.
Since he has devoured several second-generation seeds, he has gained the current power that is beyond his peers.
Does that mean that if you can swallow the bones of the Dragon King, you can become stronger?
If they were facing an invincible existence like the Black King and the White King.
The power of seed generation may not give rise to such arrogant and arrogant thoughts.
But the four monarchs are different.
Born as twins, the one with the strongest power is often unable to use it, and the one with normal IQ often does not have completely overwhelming power.
This gave many dragons ideas.
"Especially after large-scale battles, heroes who have accumulated meritorious deeds in the war often turn into traitors who covet the throne. This situation is very common among the dragon clan. Some are arrogant because of their strength, and some are because they cannot digest their opponents.
Powerful and crazy, in short, there are many troublesome situations."
Things that have never been mentioned in the original work are recounted in Xia Mi's mouth.
No wonder she was able to lead the Huns to conquer Europe. Although she was a little silly sometimes, she had really experienced many wars, and she couldn't be more familiar with the wars she was already familiar with.
Although he is not sure, Su Mo guessed that the large-scale battle mentioned by Xia Mi should include the fall of the Black King.
It was a rebellion by humans and the four monarchs against the One Supreme. It is said that on the day of her death, the whole world cheered to celebrate the death of the tyrant.
This chapter has been completed!