Legend Of Lightning Warriors II: The Eye of the Gods
Practice Tanding
Without speaking and without even greeting Eng Kiam, Chen Li had struck him back with a backlash.
The two hands vanished into the white light he created. The blow of Chen Li's punch was getting faster and hunting down to the most important point.
But Eng Kiam did not allow himself to become the boy's samsak. The sword in his hand he played with the great moves he had just learned.
Two-handed. One sword.
They fought like a death battle in the arena of the match. Chen Li started to increase the energy he put out. His movements grew faster like an eagle gliding down prey.
Eng Kiam moved the sword with his agile and resplendent movements. In the dark night, red light and white light collide so often cause small explosions.
On the other hand Yun Mei only showed her son in the fight.
Although he had never seen Eng Kiam before –because at that time he was already in tawan–. But he knew very well that his son was not fighting seriously.
Except just practicing the game.
This he knew because several times Chen Li got a golden opportunity, but he did not want to launch his powerful style.
The two boys who were biennially adrift were currently still fighting fiercely. Eng Kiam started to outperform Chen Li.
The little girl further increased the power of speed in her swordplay. The sword moves around the opponent. Puncture and sword slash hunt chasing after the Emotionless Swordsman, Chen Li.
Being overwhelmed, little Chen Li decided to pull out his inheritance.
Green jade flute.
As soon as the heirloom weapon was removed, a green ray of light shone on the dark night for a while giving a beautiful view.
Two heirloom weapons had already been played by their respective masters.
"The Shadow of the Sword Disappears …"
"Grush …"
Eng Kiam moved quickly. The sword in his hand shot out quickly giving streaks and stabs.
The Shadow of the Disappearing Sword was the first move of the Shadow Sword Book that Shin Shui had given him.
Although she had not been able to master it perfectly, but at least the little girl had mastered about fifty percent.
For him, it was a very exciting achievement. Because in just less than two weeks, it turned out that he had been able to learn all the contents of the Shadow Sword Book which amounted to three styles.
Although it was only fifty percent, but it was enough to fight a swordsman who was a level above it.
If you fight two or three, the story is another.
Chen Li did not want to lose. Seeing Eng Kiam issued his manager, he also immediately held the first style of the Life-Attraction Flute Book.
"Soul Cooling Flute Sound …"
"Grush …"
Chen Li moved. Only the right hand attacked. But the main attack he gave off was not from his hand.
Except from the sound of a flute that echoed throughout space. The strains of voice that Chen Li played carried a feeling of its own.
Anyone who heard it, as long as the swordsman was at or below the level, it would definitely be affected by the sound of the flute.
If it is not strong, then the heart rate will race quickly in a short time. If the person does not protect his ear, it is certain that the ear will bleed.
Because the first movement is a style that attacks with sound waves. Chen Li channeled his inner power and put together into the sound of a flute. Because that's what this move is quite dangerous for.
The more he trained to mature it, the greater the effect.
Not long ago, he just stepped on that level.
So it was only natural that upon entering the fortieth style, the hilt of Eng Kiam's sword managed to thrust into Chen Li's hand and caused his green jade flute to fall.
But before falling to the ground, the little girl had managed to catch him back.
"It's yours Young Master .." Eng Kiam said as he gave the flute to Chen Li.
"Thank you Kiam's sister. You are very good, only in a short time but have been able to learn the style of the Shadow Sword Book," he said with pleasure.
"It wouldn't have happened if Master Hero hadn't helped me" the girl replied humbly.
"Kiam's brother is too low. It's obvious because you're training tirelessly. The proof is now, even though it's night, but you're still practicing here yourself,"
"I don't want to disappoint Master Hero. So that as much as possible, I have to train diligently," replied Eng Kiam.
In his heart, Chen Li was amazed towards Eng Kiam. He was amazed at his spirit. Admired for his determination and determination.
A girl, has a beautiful face and a beautiful body. High spirits and tireless, which man does not want to have such a woman?
"Ah, Kiam's brother has been fine, right?"
"I'm fine Young Master. You alone?"
"Me too,"
"What about your duty? Did you manage to bring the elders as well as your mother?" ask Eng Kiam curious.
"Everything went well Brother Kiam. My mother and the elders returned again to the Thunderbolt Sect,"
"Thank God, I'm happy, too" he replied.
The two of them walked down the sakura tree the most comfortable place for them.
Chen Li and Eng Kiam talked about their respective practices. The two were joking so that sometimes there was a crisp sound of laughter.
Yun Mei walked over to her son. He missed his favorite place too.
"Li'er, you don't want to introduce your friend to Mom?" yun Mei said then sat there.
"Ah yes, sorry Mom, I forgot. Brother Kiam, introduce, this is my mother," Chen Li said introducing Eng Kiam.
"Ah, sorry Madam. Introduce my lowly name is Eng Kiam. My grandfather was named Old Grandfather Black Cloak.
"Ah, it turns out that you're the grandson of the Black-cloak Old Grandpa. Where is he now?" yun Mei asked Eng Kiam.
Eng Kiam nodded with a smile before replying. In his heart he was amazed at the people who were in this Thunderbolt Hill Sect.
Because as long as he was there, no one had ever dared to disturb or look bad at him.
For some reason, either because she was a special guest of Shin Shui, or for some reason.
What was clear to him, the Halilintar Hill Sect was very different from the sects in general.
In this sect, as long as you are kind and do not make trouble, then everyone there will look at you the same.
There are no black and white terms. For the people of the Halilintar Hill Sect, the background was not a problem.
Black or white is the same.
What they value is not the origin. But behavior in everyday life.