
Inside the training courtyard, a young man dressed in beast fur was holding a blunt black sword. He stood there, and around him were nine tall and powerful warriors. These valiant warriors all wore armor and held long spears, swords, and other weapons in their hands. But not a single weapon was sharpened.
Six years. Rong, who had been training for six years, was now ten years old. But because in this life, he had practiced the [Crimsonbright Diagram of the Nine Heavens] technique, he now had a height of 1.5 meters, only twenty centimeters shorter than his previous life. His appearance was almost the same as his appearance in his previous life. Perhaps this is what is said, 'a person's appearance is born by his mind'. If one had to find a difference .. then the difference was, in his previous life, his face was always deathly pale, while in this life, it was filled with life and boundless energy.
"Same rules as always." Lou Rong looked at the people around her, her gaze even more terrifying than monsters. "As long as any of you can attack me, everyone will be awarded a golden beasthead!"
“Grr!”
"Be careful young master!"
“Haha, golden beast head. Brothers, let us let the young master see how powerful we are. ” This brave soldier started roaring. They were the strongest warriors in the troops of the Lou clan in the Western region; ninefang Warriors! For someone to be awarded the title of Ninefang Warrior required their internal energy to reach the limit of the Houtian level, and also become a warrior with significant battle experience.
A golden beasthead means ten pounds of gold. Gold coins were used as a form of currency in countless tribes, and ten pounds of gold, to these powerful warriors, was a very attractive offer.
But they did not dare not to be careful, because Lou Rong's strength had spread throughout the army long ago. He often trained in the army with some elite soldiers ..and thus, Rong's abilities had improved greatly, as all of these soldiers knew. Even if nine of the most powerful warriors joined forces against him. However, it is still possible.
Blunt black sword in hand, Rong stared silently at the people around him.
In fact, ever since he learned the supposedly most complicated sword technique [108 Sword of the Gods and Demons] and mastered it to the point where his father nodded in satisfaction, the fight with the metal puppet became meaningless. Thus, he was allowed to start training with a large number of soldiers and warriors in their army. During practice, they always use blunt weapons.
At the same time, his father had given him strict orders: “When fighting with others, you are only allowed to use one sword! Moreover, you are only allowed to use a tenth of your true strength! Only when fighting with your mother and me are you allowed to use the twin swords. Remember, twin swords are your secret weapon.You are only allowed to use it when you really intend to kill your opponent ”
Thus…
Although Rong's fame had spread throughout the army and he had been recognized as a rare talent, it was only the tip of the iceberg. But of course, when engaging in combat, Rong used all the skills available in 'single sword techniques' and body lightening techniques.
……
Nine warriors surrounded Lou Rong, walking around her while looking at her as if staring at her prey.
rong just stood there, not moving like a mountain.
“Shu!” One of the nine soldiers surrounding him suddenly charged forward. The bald warrior held a long spear in his hand, and attacked like a snake, instantly appearing next to Rong.
Faced with this ferocious spear, Lou Rong's body disappeared and he approached the bald warrior's body, causing the spear to miss its target.
The spear was the weakest against close combat!
The dull sword in Lou Rong's hand slashed. As the sword flashed towards him, the bald warrior hurriedly used his feet to kick his long spear, making him sweep towards Lou Rong as he himself rolled back into the ranks of the army surrounding Rong.
“Wah, it's dangerous. I almost ended up in one exchange. Brothers, be careful, the bald ”warrior quickly reminded his friends when he returned.
"Let's go."
"Let's do it."
The nine warriors, sensing the difference in strength, did not launch the opening attack again. They immediately charged forward with full force.
Wind roaring. Sword flashed. The shadow of the sword was agilely dancing. The spear hissed in the air like a dragon. The stick was crushed like a ferocious tiger. Attacks were coming from all directions towards Lou rong,
while Lou rong just stood there, only occasionally retreated or turned around. This seemingly small movement resulted in many of the soldiers' attacks not being on target.
The clinking sound of weapons colliding with each other could sound like thunder. Clearly, this punch carried great power.
“Ninefang Warriors really fit their name. These nine warriors had excellent teamwork. If only five or six of them... I will be able to defeat them in an instant. But the nine people working together can put me in a very disadvantageous position.” Rong found it extremely difficult to deal with the storm of attacks from these nine warriors. After all, he only had one sword. Under this kind of pressure, he was forced to use sword techniques and body lightening techniques to the maximum.
“Hah!”
“Hah!”
Right at this moment, his body and sword seemed to fuse perfectly, and he seemed to somehow sense the 'body' of the sword itself, and even the wind blowing past the sword at high speed.
The dull black sword gently slashed the warrior's sword, but then with a twist, pushed the enemy's sword aside and out of his enemy's grasp. And then, the tip of his sword advanced, piercing into the soldier's chest. The soldier felt pressure in his chest, and he immediately took two steps back, then sat down.
“Hah.” The dull black sword slashed at the curved pattern in the air, easily dodging the long spear that blocked the opponent, then slapping it flatly onto the bald soldier's face. Hardly, one of the man's teeth came loose.
Time seemed to pass as slow as the fallen leaves were blown by the autumn wind.
Lou rong's sword suddenly became extremely agile, and his sword movements were extremely careful and small, able to change in an instant. In the battle of life and death .. a momentary advantage was enough to turn the outcome of the battle into victory. So, even though Lou Rong had previously found it extremely difficult to fight against those nine warriors, she was now, in the blink of an eye, able to take them all down.
"Congratulations, young master."
"Congratulations, young master, over your swordplay that reached the 'continued' stage, 'one with the sword'."
The soldiers were shocked and excited. Everyone congratulated him.
A young man who was only ten years old was able to reach the third stage of swordplay, and become 'one with a sword'. This was more remarkable than his father's achievement, 'Rain Spot Sword', Lou Yichuan.
Seriate..