The competition had just ended, Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er forcibly activated the martial soul fusion skill of Light Color and won the championship of this competition.
After Jiang Siming inquired, he found that the members of the Shrek team had left in a hurry. It was probably because of Ma Xiaotao's incident that they did not stay too long and were afraid of another accident.
"Do you want to go back to Shrek Academy?" Snow Emperor asked tentatively.
"Don't worry, someone has bullied you to the point of being bullied. Naturally, you have to collect some interest!" A cold flash flashed in Jiang Siming's eyes, which almost caused his mission to go to waste. How could it be possible without charging some interest?
Feeling Jiang Siming's faint murderous aura, Snow Emperor knew that someone must be in trouble again.
…
Three days later, news spread like wildfire that the Sun and Moon Royal Academy team was attacked on their way back. At the same time, everyone also knew that the twelfth Heavenly Sword that had been auctioned off at the Starlight Auction had fallen into the hands of the Sun and Moon Empire.
And this twelfth Heavenly Sword was also lost in this attack.
The leader of Mingde Hall, Jing Hongchen, was seriously injured, the Heavenly Sword was robbed, and everything was done by a mysterious man wearing a half-mask.
The mainland was in an uproar for a while. The returning team from the Sun and Moon Royal Academy had such a bad incident in the Star Luo Empire. The already tense atmosphere between the two empires completely dropped to freezing point.
…
On the hill behind Shrek Academy.
A figure was sweating wantonly and practicing the basic tactic of drawing a sword. Zhou Shen had a mysterious and mysterious aura.
The black beads hanging around the young man's neck shimmered faintly.
"cut!"
A sword energy suddenly appeared, and the boulder in front of him instantly shattered.
The young man slowly took back his sword and shook his head in disappointment.
"My strength control is still a bit poor!" Jiang Siming's voice suddenly sounded.
When the young man who was originally a little disappointed heard this, he immediately turned around with joy.
The people walking in front were Jiang Siming and Xue Di.
"Master! You are finally back!" Jian Tongming ran towards the two of them with a surprised look on his face.
"Is this the master's wife?" Jian Tongming looked at the Snow Emperor beside him with some doubts.
"Ahem, what are you thinking about? We're just friends." Jiang Siming explained awkwardly.
Emperor Xue looked at Jiang Siming, who was a little embarrassed. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was a little happy.
"Oh!" Jian Tongming stuck out his tongue playfully.
"Do you know why the stone just shattered instead of splitting into two?" Jiang Siming straightened his expression and asked seriously.
"I know, my disciple's control over his strength is still somewhat lacking." Jian Tongming lowered his head and whispered.
"It's not just the control of power. It's that your heart is impetuous and you can't control it freely. In this battle of the same level, you will definitely consume your soul power faster than the opponent." Jiang Siming explained.
The more powerful the martial spirit, the greater the soul power it consumes. As the top martial spirit, Seven Kills Sword consumes soul power. It is simply unrealistic to always think of using the most powerful force to defeat the enemy with one strike.
Not everyone is Jiang Siming, who has almost ignored the consumption of soul power. As long as he does not use super moves like that, the consumption of soul power is almost negligible.
"Disciple understands!" Jian Tongming nodded, looking humble and accepting the instruction.
"Don't say that I, the master, don't take care of you, I'll give this to you."
As Jiang Siming waved his hand, a small sword floated in front of Jian Tongming.
Feeling the surging sword energy above the sword seal of Zhenxian Sword, Jian Tongming's eyes suddenly straightened.
"Master, this is..." Jian Tongming's eyes were full of desire, but he still didn't dare to reach out easily without Jiang Siming.
"Take it, it's for your life. Do not use it unless absolutely necessary! Do you want to buy it?" Jiang Siming said seriously.
He can't always stay with this apprentice, but after all, he is the descendant of a cheap old man, and Jiang Siming cannot care about his life and death. It just so happened that Jiang Siming snatched the sword seal that was auctioned from the Sun and Moon Royal Academy.
When I came back, I easily opened the sword.
The reason why the opponent is not allowed to use it indiscriminately is because he is afraid that his swordsmanship will affect the swordsmanship of Jian Tongming Seven Killing Sword, which would be unsightly.
"Thank you, master!" Although Jian Tongming didn't know Tianjian, the powerful aura exuding from the little sword could not be faked. He, a cheap master, had given him a treasure that defied the heavens.
"Remember what I said, never use it unless absolutely necessary. Don't even try to understand its swordsmanship and walk your own path with the Seven Kills Sword instead of referring to the path I have taken! Do you understand?" Jiang Siming?
He reminded me again and again.
"I understand, master!" Jian Tongming replied firmly.
"thump."
Jian Tongming knelt down on the spot and kowtowed heavily to Jiang Siming three times.
Jiang Siming also accepted the other party's three ringings with peace of mind, and forcibly counted himself as an ancestor according to his seniority. Accepting his three ringings was not a loss.
"Master's great kindness, I will definitely remember it in my heart." Jian Tongming said sincerely.
His talent is not very good. If he were not the inheritor of the Seven Killing Sword in the Seven Treasures Glaze, he would not have a place at all and would not be sent to Shrek Academy for further training.
Originally he thought he could only live a mediocre life, but then he met Jiang Siming.
Not only did he call himself Kendo, but he also gave away such a precious treasure. How could Jian Tongming not be moved?
"Get up! I don't need anything in return from you. I just hope that your generosity will last forever. Don't insult Mo Qi Sword, otherwise I will clean up the family." Jiang Siming said majestically.
"Disciple, you must obey your master's teachings!" Jian Tongming kowtowed heavily again.
"You should have reached level 30 a long time ago, right? I will take you to get the soul ring in a while, so prepare yourself." Jiang Siming nodded and said.
"Thank you, Master!"
There was a "boom" sound.
A powerful aura suddenly filled the sky above Shrek Academy.
"Such a strong aura! A person from the Noumenon Sect?" Snow Emperor frowned slightly, this sudden aura was not much different from that in her heyday.
"Huh?" Jiang Siming looked at Snow Emperor strangely.
"I know the plot." Snow Emperor couldn't help but roll his eyes at Jiang Siming.
"Okay!" Jiang Siming spread his hands helplessly, as if he had bought the book himself.
…
Suddenly, another scarred aura erupted from Shrek Academy, forcing the original aura out of Shrek Academy's range.
"Xuanzi! You old fool, come out here!" Du Buxie's loud voice resounded throughout Shrek Academy.
Everyone was a little surprised for a moment, who dared to speak so arrogantly in Shrek Academy.
"Poison can't kill you! You old man, do you want to start a war?" Xuanzi also flew out of Shrek Academy, and the figure in the air was facing off from a distance.