Volume Five Chapter Twenty-Three Legendary Sword Qi!
Volume 5, Chapter 23: The Legendary Sword Qi!
Ling Jie kept recalling the knife the blacksmith had just wielded in his mind, and then he also imitated it, "Drink!"
Ling Jie was disappointed when he swung out the sword. Although the speed of the sword was already extremely fast, with the same sharp sound of breaking through the air, the resistance of the dragon-slaying sword was also great, but it was just a volley of swords, and it was still unable to be powerful.
air flow.
"No, the speed of Mr. Blacksmith's sword swing just now was not too fast. The speed of my sword has completely caught up with the speed of Mr. Blacksmith's sword just now. The angle and strength are not much different. It is the same sword. Why is the effect
But it’s a world of difference.”
It was also the first time for Ling Jie to see the legendary sword energy. He didn't believe it at first, but after thinking about it, he soon became relieved. Who is the blacksmith? The blacksmith is from the 13th Bureau of the National Security Bureau. He is almost standing there.
The person at the top of the world ranks fifth in the dark world, only one place behind Mengyao.
Ranking fifth among the six billion people in the world, what can't happen in the world? It means that his knowledge is too small. Many strange things actually exist, but he just doesn't know it. This also makes Ling Jie
I feel more deeply the gap between myself and the real masters.
"Come again!" Ling Jie was stubborn about many things, so he swung the Dragon-Slaying Sword again. The result was similar. No matter how he changed the speed, angle and strength of the sword, he still couldn't swing it.
The strong air flow can only bring about a "breeze" that can blow the leaves.
After swiping the knife for the hundredth time, Ling Jie stopped with some disappointment, "If you keep swinging like this, nothing will change. You have to go back and think about it carefully. My stomach is starting to grow hungry again."
The Dragon-Slaying Sword was inserted into the scabbard, and he looked at the new Dragon-Slaying Sword with satisfaction. He felt happy in his heart, and he couldn't help but hum a little tune and left the villa.
On the way back, he was passing through a small park. Ling Jie accidentally saw Feng Mang chatting with a strange man under the big banyan tree in the park, and they were very engaged in the conversation. Ling Jie suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
, just about to join in the fun, but before taking a few steps, Feng Mang and the man
They both stood up, shook hands cordially, and walked to the back door of the park together, talking and laughing along the way. Ling Jie followed secretly, and Feng Mang and the man didn't wave goodbye until they reached the back door of the park. Feng Mang turned his head.
Seeing Ling Jie in an instant, he couldn't help but be shocked, "Brother Ninth, why are you here?"
Ling Jie straightened his clothes and said, "Hey, I just passed by. Is that man your crush just now? It seems that you two are very engaged in chatting."
Feng Mang's body trembled and he shook his head, "No, he is a professional bodyguard from Zhongnanhai. I met him accidentally on the road. Although Zhongnanhai is not a big place, it is really a place where dragons and tigers are hidden. There are many world elites hidden here.
"
Ling Jie nodded. He had also felt this deeply in the past few days. Among them, the three people who had the biggest impact on him were Guishou, Blacksmith, and Mengyao. They were so terrifying. Although they had not fought each other, Ling Jie could feel it.
, the level of these three people is really terrifying.
Ling Jie suddenly had an idea and asked, "Have you ever heard of sword energy?"
"Sword Qi?" Feng Mang frowned, "Are you talking about the legendary sword Qi that can kill people ten steps away?"
Ling Jie nodded, "Yes, do you understand?"
An inexplicable emotion flashed in Feng Mang's eyes, which seemed like fear, but more like shock. After a long silence, she shook her head repeatedly, "No, Brother Ninth, why are you asking this? Did you see it?"
Ling Jie nodded and said, "Yes." He picked up the dragon-slaying knife in his hand, "Just now, Mr. Blacksmith used this knife to wield his sword energy and cut off the thick steel on the wrist three meters away!"
Ling Jie saw Feng Mang's body tremble obviously, and even swayed slightly. After a while, Feng Mang recovered, "That...that's incredible. He can actually wield the sword energy and cut off the thick wrist."
of steel.”
Seeing the confusion on Feng Mang's face, Ling Jie guessed that Feng Mang was not good at sword energy. He originally planned to ask her to help, but now he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed and turned away, "Since you don't know, I
Let’s go back first.”
As he spoke, Ling Jie waved to Feng Mang and walked towards the park gate alone. Feng Mang stood there and watched Ling Jie's tall figure gradually blending into the crowd and then disappearing around the corner of the gate, "Blacksmith
He was able to recast the Dragon-Slaying Sword, and it looked even more terrifying than before. What was even more unexpected was that the blacksmith could actually wield the sword energy and reach such a level... The first person to enter the 13th Bureau of the National Security Bureau... the blacksmith..."
Back in the villa, Ling Jie ordered his servants to make a simple supper. After a while, he sat on the bed and began to meditate. Since arriving in Zhongnanhai, Ling Jie's mood has improved a lot since he no longer had the worries of the Kyushu Dynasty.
He couldn't help but become more cheerful. The atmosphere here deeply touched him. Zhongnanhai is the most mysterious place in the country. It hides the most elite talents and masters in the country. The blacksmith's sword during the day is still deeply engraved in his mind.
In Ling Jie's mind.
"There is a big difference between Mr. Blacksmith's sword and my ruthless slash. The ruthless slash mainly relies on the power of the spirit. Using the strength of the spirit, the sad aura of the dragon-slaying sword infects the opponent, making the opponent sink into the painful past.
, the killing power of the knife itself is not much different from that of an ordinary knife. However, the sword energy wielded by Mr. Blacksmith is a substantial air flow, which can cut off the thick air flow on the wrist, which is much stronger than the ruthless cut.
Times." Ling Jie thought deeply, "But the question is, what method did Mr. Blacksmith use to generate air flow?" Ling Jie lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling blankly, thinking carefully.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A slight knock on the door interrupted Ling Jie's thoughts, "Are you asleep?"
"I'm not sleeping. The door is unlocked. Come in." Ling Jie said reluctantly. He didn't like to be disturbed when he was meditating. When he saw that the person who came was Mengyao, his face immediately became energetic, "
Mengyao held a cup of coffee in his hand and gently placed it on the wooden table in front of the bed. He sat down on the big chair on the side and said, "I saw that the light in your room was always on, so I came over to see you."
." She pointed to the coffee on the table and said, "The freshly brewed coffee, Nescafe. It tastes good."
As soon as he saw Mengyao, Ling Jie felt nervous. Why was Ling Jie embarrassed not to drink the coffee she brewed? He took a gentle sip and said, "Well, it tastes really good."
Even if it tastes terrible, Ling Jie has to hold back his expression and say that it tastes good. In fact, the taste of this coffee is really not bad. According to Ling Jie's experience of drinking Nescafe coffee for many years, Nescafe coffee definitely does not taste like this.
Cheng Mengyao's method of brewing coffee was different from that of normal people, which caused the coffee to taste bad.
Mengyao smiled lightly and said, "It tastes good, so drink more."
"Yeah." Ling Jie poured the coffee into his stomach in one gulp, with an expression on his face. Mengyao held back her smile and said, "Since you like it, I'll make another cup."
Ling Jie swallowed hard and said, "No, no, no, why do you have the nerve to ask senior sister to make me coffee over and over again? If you want to drink it, I can just make it myself. By the way, senior sister, you are so late."
Come to me, what's the matter?"
In Ling Jie's eyes, Mengyao was not the kind of person who had nothing to do but had enough to eat every day. She would not come to him to talk to him just looking for trouble.
Mengyao turned around slightly and looked at Ling Jie head-on, "The Dragon-Slaying Sword has been reforged by Mr. Blacksmith and is much stronger than before. As you saw this afternoon, Mr. Blacksmith wielded the legendary sword energy."
When the word "sword qi" was mentioned, Ling Jie was very excited. He immediately sat up and said, "Yes, this is the first time I have seen the legendary thing called sword qi. I have always wondered about it. Blacksmith
What kind of methods did the gentleman use, and why did it not work in my hands?"
Mengyao said, "I came to you for this reason. You come with me."
Ling Jie was so excited that he was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed. When he lifted the quilt halfway, he suddenly realized that he was not wearing underwear. He had just gone to bed directly after taking a shower. This shock really took away half of his soul. "Sister,
You should go out first, I have some personal matters to deal with."
Mengyao said nothing, stood up and walked out of the room, "I'll wait for you in the woods behind. Also, remember to bring the dragon-slaying knife."
Ling Jie breathed a sigh of relief. After putting on his clothes, he took the dragon-slaying knife and went directly to the grove. The grove was not big, covering an area of about four or five acres, but there were only one tree. It could be described as covering the sky and the sun.
It was no exaggeration at all. Ling Jie quickly found the only white figure in the woods and walked slowly over.
The moonlight is bright at this moment. Even in the woods, there is still bright and bright moonlight shining down, almost like dusk. You can see the birds and reptiles on the ground and in the trees.
Mengyao turned around, and Ling Jie saw that her jade-like face looked unparalleled in the moonlight. Although her voice was plain, it was like an oriole singing, "You must still be depressed, why are you using the same speed and intensity?
Swinging the knife at an angle, the blacksmith can swing the knife, but you can't, right?"
Her tone was a bit like a senior talking to a junior. Ling Jie didn't object. Mengyao was already much stronger than him, "Yes."
Mengyao said, "This involves a question of feeling for the air. If you want to create air flow, you must be extremely sensitive to the air. Before that, you and I will understand."
Mengyao quietly walked to a small pond nearby and squatted down, "Come here too. Now let's take water as an example. Let's water it with our right hands and see what the difference is."
Ling Jie walked to the pond very attentively and squatted down. He put his right hand into the water and watered it vigorously. Mengyao did the same.
As a result, Lingjie discovered a big difference: the water he poured out was scattered, messy, and intermittent; but the water Mengyao poured out could be connected into a water column as thick as two fingers, one after another.
Falling into the water far away, Ling Jie could clearly feel the impact of the water column.
Mengyao continued for a while before stopping, "Did you see it? It's the same watering, the same angle, intensity and speed, but the water poured out is very different. Your water is scattered, but mine can be connected."
Formed into a line and condensed into a column, it has the ability to attack!"
Ling Jie looked stunned, and Mengyao explained, "This is because the two of us have different sensitivity to water. You are just watering, but I know how to blend the water together when watering.
"
Mengyao took the dragon-slaying knife from Ling Jie's hand and unsheathed it, "The air flow is the same as the water flow. The same speed, angle and strength of swinging the knife does not mean that it can produce the same effect. What matters is your sensitivity to the air.
Watch."
After saying that, Mengyao suddenly swung the knife from left to right. After the sharp blow broke through the air, Ling Jie clearly saw a flat and sharp air flow rising from the blade of the knife and slashing directly on the thick trunk of the tree.
.
"Wow..."
The big tree was cut off! Ling Jie covered his heart with his hands. He felt an unprecedented door slowly opening towards him. It seemed that Mengyao, the senior sister, made the right choice!