Peerless Glory System

Chapter 169 Special Training
"Don't worry, how will you know if you don't try!"

Ling Feng smiled resolutely: "This inheritance crystal is different from all others, I'm sure it is the most suitable for you."

Speaking of which, Ling Feng had put the inheritance crystal into Bai Ye's hands.

Bai Ye was stunned for a moment, and then said infatuatedly: "Brother Ling, this is really too precious. You have also seen that the energy possessed by the inheritance crystal. Now the entire imperial capital is full of wind and clouds, and has fallen into a fierce competition. Medium. Therefore, I absolutely cannot accept this inheritance crystal."

After Bai Ye finished speaking, there was no hesitation in his eyes, as if the inheritance crystal was worthless to him.

Ling Feng stopped Bai Ye's behavior, and said: "You also know the relationship between me and your sister. It's just an inheritance crystal, and it's not in my eyes. Besides, I really regard you as a friend. Since this inheritance crystal is right If you are useful, no matter how precious it is, I will give it to you."

Ling Feng continued: "Don't mention it again, just put it away. By the way, I still have some things here, so I'll trouble you to deal with them for me."

Bai Ye took the ring from Ling Feng, and penetrated into it with divine power. When the time came, a look of astonishment flashed across his face.

But soon he calmed down again, and he smiled lightly: "Brother Ling, don't worry, I will definitely deal with it for you, and no one will contact you."

"Thank you for your kindness! I will accept this inheritance crystal. If you ask for something in the future, I will definitely die." Bai Ye bowed and said solemnly.

"I'm waiting for the day when your dream will come true!" Ling Feng laughed.

Ling Feng left, and under the protection of Lie Shan, the three returned to the school without incident.

Just as he was about to return to Tianxing Pavilion, Master's voice echoed in his mind.

"Xiao Feng, come to Master this time."

When Ling Feng came to the mountain, he saw the master was sitting on the ground, tasting the fragrance of tea in his hand.

Opposite him, there is another teacup.

Ling Feng gave a salute first, and then said: "Master, what's the matter to summon the disciple here?"

Pan Qingshan put down the teacup in his hand, a trace of melancholy flashed in his eyes, he said slowly: "Xiao Feng, you worshiped under my sect, Master, I don't seem to have taught you anything yet."

Ling Feng shook his head: "The teacher's teachings to the disciples have already benefited the disciples a lot."

What Ling Feng said was what he thought in his heart. Although Pan Qingshan didn't teach him any combat skills, what Pan Qingshan gave him was not what combat skills could measure.

As the saying goes, the master leads the door, and the practice depends on the individual.Everyone has their own path, and Ling Feng understands very well that what Master wants to cultivate is definitely not the second Pan Qingshan.

And he himself doesn't want to be the shadow of others, so Pan Qingshan's teachings are perfect for him.

The reason why he has such a thorough comprehension of sword intent is all due to Pan Qingshan's guidance.At this point, Ling Feng never questioned Pan Qingshan's ability.

But it is also because of this that the combat skills he knows are all obtained by his own ability.Obviously, the combat skills possessed by a saint are extraordinary.If he can learn it, then Ling Feng's fighting power will be multiplied.

Ling Feng thought that the future will be long, and what the master has learned will not be handed over to him in the end.So he was in no hurry.

Pan Qingshan: "You are very good. In a short period of time, you have succeeded in creating martial arts. And this combat skill is still at the level of the earth, so I am very satisfied as a teacher. I thought... Alas! It's a pity, I left it to you." I'm running out of time."

Pan Qingshan didn't say the last sentence.Looking at the melancholy expression on Master's face, Ling Feng was a little puzzled.

"I don't want these anymore."

Pan Qingshan waved his sleeves and said with a smile: "You can stay here for a few days. I know that you will have a decisive battle with Lin Wenlong in a few days. You need to prepare well. He is not an easy character!"

Ling Feng was overjoyed. He had experienced Lin Wenlong's strength before, and he knew how terrifying it was.Originally, he had less than [-]% chance of winning this battle.But now with Master's help, he has enough confidence.

"Thank you, Master!" Ling Feng thanked him.

He looked at the other cup on the coffee table, and thought of Master's weirdness today, and asked, "Master, but someone came to look for you?"

"It's just people I haven't seen in many years!"

"Is it Ying Zongdao?"

Seeing that Pan Qingshan didn't answer, Ling Feng said again: "It seems so! Why is he here?"

Pan Qingshan got up, and scolded: "This matter has nothing to do with you, and you will never mention anything about this person in the future."

"The special training has begun! If you can't learn the technique of flashing the sword these few days, then you don't have to go to a duel."

After Pan Qingshan finished speaking in a cold voice, with a wave of his big hand, a long gray sword floated in front of Ling Feng.

"The Yinxu sword is destroyed, this is a new tattooed soldier, the Jixuan sword, created for you by the teacher."

Ling Feng's eyes showed anticipation. He looked at the gray long sword floating in the void, and a breath of the same origin escaped.

Ling Feng's sword intent is called Extreme Sword Intent, which is dedicated to destruction in the Dao of Space.Although Yinxu Sword is also a space-type tattoo soldier, strictly speaking, it doesn't fit him.But in front of this long sword named Jixuan, the destructive space power in the sword is 100% extreme sword intent.

The Jiji Xiaojian in Ling Feng's sea of ​​consciousness was buzzing and trembling, obviously he also felt the resonance from the Jixuan Sword.

At this moment, Ling Feng knew that his master was actually a weapon master.Moreover, being able to create ground-level pattern soldiers can already be called a master of weapons.

"Take your sword and follow me!"

After Pan Qingshan finished speaking, he walked towards the distance.

He walked very slowly, neither fast nor slow.But after taking one step, when the next moment appeared, it was already dozens of feet away.

Ling Feng suppressed the excitement in his heart and chased after him.

In a valley surrounded by thousands of swords.

Ling Feng looked at the tattooed soldier who was stabbed upside down, and the shock in his heart was beyond words.Nuoda's valley has become the habitat of Wenbing.Ling Feng looked at the past, and it was full of boundless tattooed soldiers.

The auras of these tattooed soldiers blend together, and the condensed sword qi is messy and full of attack power.

For just a moment, Ling Feng felt restless.

"Where is this place? Why did Master bring me here? What kind of combat skill is the sword flash technique he mentioned earlier?"

Questions popped up in Ling Feng's mind.

"Xiaofeng, this is your place of cultivation. Unexpectedly release your extreme sword, remember, it is all sword intent!"

Master's voice seemed to come from an extremely distant place.

Ling Feng did not hesitate at all, and followed suit.

He stood among the thousands of swords, closed his eyes and concentrated, and the extreme sword intent in the sea of ​​consciousness emitted a bright light.

The next moment, the calm void was like a rippling water surface, with circles of ripples centered on Ling Feng spreading in all directions.

Ten thousand swords trembled, ten thousand swords blew together.At this moment, this peaceful valley became full of killing intent.

(End of this chapter)