The Desolate Era
12

Inside the training courtyard, a young man wearing beast fur was holding a dull 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 swords, and other weapons in their hands. But none of those weapons had been honed or honed.

Six years. Ning, who had been training for six years, was now ten years old. But because in this life, he had trained according to the [Crimsonbright Diagram of the Nine Heavens], he had reached a height of 1.6 meters, only ten centimeters shorter than his previous life. His appearance was almost identical to his appearance in his previous life. Maybe this is what it says, ‘the appearance of a person is born from 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 usual.” Ning looked at the people around him, his gaze was even scarier than monsters. “As long as any of you can attack me, everyone will be awarded a golden beasthead!”

Grrs!

“Be careful young master!”

Haha, golden beast head. Brothers, let us let the young master see how powerful we are. These brave soldiers started roaring. They were the strongest warriors in the Ji clan army in the Western Prefecture; 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 Ning strength had spread throughout the army long ago. He often sparred in the army with some elite soldiers ..and thus, Ning's abilities had improved rapidly, as these soldiers all knew. Even if nine of the most powerful warriors joined forces against him. However, it is still possible.

The dull black sword in hand, Ning stared silently at the people around him.

In fact, ever since he learned the supposedly most complicated sword technique [108 Swords of the Gods and Demons] and mastered it to the point where his father nodded in satisfaction, the debate with the metal dolls became meaningless. Thus, he was allowed to start sparring with a large number of soldiers and warriors in their army. When sparring, they always use blunt weapons.

At the same time, his father had given him a strict order: When arguing with others, you are only allowed to use one sword! Moreover, you are only allowed to use a tenth of your actual strength! Only when arguing with your mother and I are you allowed to use the twin swords. Remember, the twin swords are your secret weapon. You are only allowed to use it when you actually intend to kill your opponent.

Thus

Although Ning's fame had been widespread 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, Ning uses all the skills available in ‘single’ sword techniques and ‘foot movement’ techniques.

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Nine warriors surrounded Ning, walking around her while looking at her as if staring at her prey.

Ning 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 with it like a viper, instantly arriving next to Ning.

Faced with this ferocious spear, Ning's body flickered and he approached the bald warrior's body, causing the spear to miss its target.

The spear was the weakest against close combat!

Ci! The blunt sword in Ning's hand was sliced. As the sword flashed towards him, the bald warrior hurriedly used his feet to kick his long spear, sending it sweeping towards Ning as he himself rolled back into the ranks of the army surrounding Ning.

Well, that's dangerous. I almost ended up in one exchange. Brother, careful. The bald warrior quickly called out as he returned to the others.

Ning had already stepped on that long spear, staring at the people around him. It's better if you come at once. Otherwise, you won't have a chance.

“Come go.”

“Come do.”

The nine warriors, sensing the difference in strength, did not launch any more probing attacks. 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 came from all directions towards Ning, while Ning just stood there, only occasionally retreating or turning around. This seemingly small movement resulted in many of the soldiers' attacks being lost.

The clanging sound of weapons colliding with each other could sound like thunder. Clearly, this punch carried great power.

Sometimes, the sound was just a soft whisper.

Ninefang warriors really did live up to their names. These nine have excellent teamwork. If only five or six of them were.I would be able to defeat them in an instant. But the nine people working together have put me in a very disadvantageous position. Ning 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 his sword techniques and footwork techniques to the maximum.

Huh!

Huh!

The sword howled.

Ning suddenly felt drunk. Right at this moment, his body and sword seemed to be in perfect harmony, and he seemed to have even sensed the ‘body’ sword itself, and even the wind blowing past the sword at high speed.

Ci! The dull black sword gently cut through the cavalry sword. It trembled, but then with a twist, it pushed the enemy's sword sideways and out of the enemy's control. And then, the tip of his sword pointed forward, piercing into the soldier's chest. The soldier felt pressure in his chest, and he immediately took two steps back, then sat down.

Heh. 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. With a bang, one of the man's teeth flew up and came loose.

Time seemed to pass as slow as the fallen leaves were blown by the autumn wind.

Ning 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 Ning 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, on your swordplay that reached the stage of ‘adjust’, ‘one with sword’.”

The soldiers were shocked and excited. Everyone congratulated him.

“Hahaha ..” Ning is very excited too. Six years. Six years of constant training with the sword. Every day, aside from the time he spent training his archery skills outside the city at dawn, he spent almost all his time training with the sword. Sometimes he would train with his father, while sometimes he would train with his father's students. Sometimes, he would fight against the army.

The sword had long since stuck in his bones.

After training with the sword for ten million times, his accuracy with the sword had reached a frightening level long ago.

And, with his ability to divide his mind, his sword techniques became increasingly elusive and unpredictable.

He had a Fiendgod body, and in terms of Ki Refining, he had reached the peak of the Houtian stage in internal energy. This caused his sword attack to become unstoppable.

And finally, today!

All this accumulated experience has formed a cohesive whole, and he entered the ‘adjust’ stage of the swordplay, ‘one with sword’!

Everyone, today you have helped me make a breakthrough. Although I don't have much, I gave each of you a golden savage beast. Don't try to refuse. Ning laughed out loud.

The nine soldiers exchanged glances, then said in unison, Thank you, young master!

If they lose just like that, they won't accept it. After all, these Ninefang Warriors had their own pride and dignity. But for young master Ning to reach the level of ‘one with sword’ is a great joyous opportunity. A very joyous occasion is fair and appropriate if they also receive some rewards.

“Nine of them.”

The distant Spring Grass and Autumn Leaves, his two servants, hurriedly ran over with stone plates. On top of the stone plates were nine golden beast heads. They are all gold with the best quality! The nine warriors laughed as they accepted it, while at the same time, feeling moved. But they had all seen with their own eyes how hard Ning had worked for so many years.

Congratulations, young master. Congratulations, young master. After the nine warriors left, the Spring Grass and Autumn Leaves let their faces be covered with excitement and celebration.

Six years had passed, and the two servants were now twenty years old. This is the most bewitching age for a woman. Helpers like this were usually the women of their masters, which was why they had long in their hearts decided to regard Ning as their world, as their god. To see their young master become so powerful, they were naturally very happy.

“Hahaha ..” Ning laughs too.

Anyone will be excited. After all, he had trained hard since he was young. How could he not be excited after succeeding?

Only after training with the sword for two years did his father decide that ‘bodies’ and ‘his mind’ were ready to learn the sword technique. Only then was he taught the technique [108 Sword God and Devil].

After another year, when he mastered the first level, his father allowed him to compete with others.

After three more years, culminating on this day today, he finally reached the second level, the level of ‘forward’, becoming ‘one with sword’.

“Spring Grass, Autumn Leaves, follow me.” Ning called. What he wanted to do the most right now was to go see his parents.

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Deep within the mountains, there was a series of angry howls.

There was a large number of black armored riders, and all of these armored riders had extremely thick armor, all covered with spikes as well. Their mounts were tall and powerful feathered beasts with one horn. This feathered ferocious beast had two fangs that were curved and fierce-looking which emitted a cold light. Their four nails were thick and sturdy. As they ran, the earth itself shook.

The hundred black armored riders all gave off powerful expert auras.

“Hah?” The black armored riders all turned to stare at the place nearby. They saw the distant mountain quickly begin to turn red, and then it started to turn into a burning hot lava. A large amount of lava began to flow out from somewhere on the mountain, and faintly, a human figure was seen walking on the lava, his entire body covered in flames. He walked straight towards them.

Hu.

With a single step, he jumped to the ground. He brought with him a scaly wild beast that was a blackish brown. Behind him, there was also a four-toed beast that was walking as well. Quickly, a human figure flew out from the middle of the lava, revealing his face was the face of an old man, with flaming red hair and a small red snake hanging by his ears. The four-toed beast also walked to the side of the viper elder, looking extremely obedient.

“Mastered.” The hundred black armored riders called out respectfully.

The snake elder laughed loudly. We came hunting, but I didn't expect we would meet the Armored Wyrm. My luck is not bad. This Armored Wyrm was very close to becoming a Xiantian life form. When I got home, I needed to take the time to raise her.

“Master, Sir!” A voice suddenly sounded from the sky.

Ji Lee raised his head.

In the air, an enormous flying beast with blue furry wings could be seen, with a man wearing an extremely beautiful beast skin sitting on it. After the flying beast landed at high speed, its rider immediately jumped up and landed on the ground, then knelt down. “Master, no news from Prefecture.”

“Speaking.” Lee frowned.

“Yichuan Son, Ning, has entered the ‘one stage with sword’ today.” The man said respectfully.

Lee looked at him, the flames surrounding his body blazing hotter. He was so angry that his entire body started to tremble. Suddenly, he smashed the Armored Wyrm he had captured onto a distant mountain cliff. The heavy ferocious beast, at least ten thousand pounds, turned into a blur. With a bang, it crashed into a distant mountain cliff, and on it appeared a huge crack that was now surrounded by a hundred meter long crack. Armored Wyrm lay there in the crack, blood flowed from his head, and his scales shattered. It was destroyed to death.

“Back to Western Prefectural City!” Lee gritted his teeth for a long time before finally shouting this order.

“Ya.” A hundred black armored riders said in unison. Although they felt disposing of the corpse of the Armored Wyrm was a huge waste, their master, Ji Lee, was currently in a great rage. Naturally, no one dared to oppose him.

Rumbling rumbling.

Lee, riding on a four-toed ferocious beast, was followed by his hundreds of black armored riders. They left behind a deep and mysterious mountain forest and quickly disappeared, leaving only the Armored Wyrm in a crack on the side of the mountain, his blood still dripping down the cliff.