Although the iron sword is rusty and has lost its edge, as long as there is an unyielding will to fight in the heart, the rusty sword is still a magic weapon..." I muttered what Chen Xiao said, and my heart suddenly moved!
Yes, as long as you have unyielding and unyielding faith and fighting spirit in your heart, even if you only hold a rusty iron sword in your hand, no matter how powerful the enemy is, they will still look at you one more time.
And if you are not strong enough and are greedy for life and afraid of death, then even if the enemy is not strong, they will not take you seriously.
This is not only a gap in strength, but also a reflection of character!
Chen Xiao put away the iron sword in his hand and said with a faint smile: "Little guy, the Night Festival Demon King has given us three days. Do you have the confidence to defeat that Luo Tianhong in three days?"
I answered honestly: "If I rely solely on their respective strengths, I am sure, but the Night Festival Demon King will definitely use special means to help him improve his strength. At that time, it is not certain..."
What I said was the truth, and Chenxiao nodded repeatedly when he heard it.
Indeed, with the mentality of the Night Festival Demon King, who values winning and losing so much, he would definitely not just teach Luo Tianhong his skills.
As for Luo Tianhong, who has a magic eye and is a heir to the hexagram technique, he is being taken there by the Demon King of Night Festival. In three days, as a heir to the art of physiognomy, I will have to fight him completely. Who wins and who loses is one thing.
Maybe one of us will die!
"What you said makes sense, but since I took the initiative to ask you to take me to participate, I naturally have my own plans." Chen Xiao patted my shoulder and said.
My heart is certain.
Chen Xiao handed me the iron sword in his hand and said, "This sword has been with me for many years. Today, I will give it to you."
"Send it to me?"
"Yes, I have internal injuries. This sword cannot exert its power in my hand. Giving it to you is a better destination for it."
Chen Xiao's words made me blush, and I thought to myself that I only had so much ability, and even cleaning the edge of that iron sword would be too annoying, so how could it be considered a better home for it?
I glanced at the willow sword already on my back, and finally nodded and said okay.
But just when I was about to reach out for the iron sword, suddenly, Chen Xiao raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth, threw the iron sword directly, and then smashed it to the ground!
I focused my eyes and saw at a glance that the rusty iron sword flipped around in mid-air and was finally inserted straight into the ground, with half of the sword body submerged into the ground.
What is this Chenxiao doing?
I raised my eyebrows and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
I thought to myself, you said you gave me the sword, why did you throw it on the ground?
Chen Xiao said: "I will give this sword to you, but whether it wants you or not is another matter!"
"What do you mean?" I wondered.
"Try it and see if you can pull it out."
I gritted my teeth and immediately reached out to hold the iron sword.
My hand easily grasped the hilt of the iron sword, but as soon as I grabbed it, I felt that the hilt of the iron sword was as rough as a bull's black face, which made my hand hurt!
I gritted my teeth, held the hilt of the iron sword with one hand, and then grabbed it hard to pull the iron sword up from the ground!
But what I didn't expect was that when I was about to pull it up, I almost stumbled and fell to the ground.
Half of the sword's blade was submerged in the ground. No matter how hard I held it, I couldn't pull it out!
It’s so evil!
I gritted my teeth and couldn't pull it out with one hand, so I used two hands!
Holding the hilt of the iron sword with both hands, he took a deep breath and quickly mobilized the energy in his body to condense it into his hands!
Chen Xiao sat aside with great interest, drinking the medicinal soup handed over by Concubine Nangong, blowing on it slowly, and watching me draw my sword.
This time when I drew the sword, I tried my best, even using the strength to suck milk. But after three seconds, I felt that my hand had been scratched by the sword hilt, and it was stained with blood.
This iron sword is still motionless!
"What's going on?" I was confused all of a sudden. Are you kidding me? Could it be that this iron sword has become a spirit?
My hands, not to mention powerful, weigh several hundred kilograms at least. Plus, once the energy in my body is gathered into my hands, I can still hold this thing no matter how heavy it is!
But now my hands are all worn out, and the iron sword is like an old man taking a lunch break, so leisurely that it doesn't move. No matter how hard I try to pull the onions, it won't move.
"How is it? Is this sword easy to draw?" Chen Xiao smiled at me.
My old face immediately turned red. This was really embarrassing. I couldn't even pull out the iron sword now, and yet I was talking about defeating Luo Tianhong who had been trained by the Night Festival Demon King in three days.
Just when I was thinking about how to regain my face, Chen Xiao clapped his hands and said calmly: "Little guy, if you can pull out this iron sword and use your moves, what will happen in the battle in three days?"
, I don’t say you are guaranteed to win, but you are at least 50-60% sure!"
Chen Xiao’s words made my heart skip a beat!
Let me tell you, love is the reason for this iron sword!
"You only need to pull it out to be 50% or 60% sure?" I still don't believe it. The Night Festival Demon King is so awesome and coaxing. Luo Tianhong must have greatly increased his strength under his hands.
But I haven't learned anything yet, and as long as I pull out the iron sword, I can defeat him with a 50% to 60% certainty. Unless I was ten years younger, maybe I would have believed it on the spot.
"You don't believe it?"
I smiled bitterly and said, "It's not that I don't believe it, it's that this iron sword is evil and I can't pull it out at all."
At this time, Concubine Nangong on the side also walked over with a smile on her lips.
She said: "Brother Chen Xiao, you are bullying me again. It took you ten days to pull out this iron sword from the Arctic Glacier in the freezing cold that day. Now you let him pull it out in three days."
,Isn’t this embarrassing others?”
As soon as Concubine Nangong said these words, I was stunned!
"It took you ten days to pull out this iron sword?" I asked in surprise.
Chen Xiao touched his nose, waved his hand and said: "Actually, there were not even ten days. With my strength, it was too cold at the time, so I spent a little more time. At most, it was only nine and a half days, less than ten days..."
"Are you kidding me? It takes you nine and a half days. How can I pull it out in three days? Has this sword become a spirit?" I couldn't laugh or cry on the spot.
Isn't this kidding me? Even you, a rare genius in Maoshan who has been around for thousands of years, took nine and a half days to pull out this iron sword.
As for me, a little corpse-burner who is idle and does not do his job, and is said to be born with a crimson destiny by the old man Chen Mie, I have to pull it out within three days. No matter how I think about it, I think it is unrealistic!
Chen Xiao seemed to have noticed my surprise, smiled calmly, and continued: "If you can pull it out within three days, I will naturally have a shortcut to help you."