The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 4123 Sword of Will
4123 - Sword of Will

Willpower is an invisible and intangible existence, which is difficult for ordinary people to grasp, even Ling Hantian can't do it.

But by mistake, after merging a little immortal power, the willpower is condensed into a new system power.

But this kind of power is so unfamiliar that it is very difficult to even mobilize it.

Just like clear water, if you fish it with your hands, no matter how you fish it, the water will flow through your fingers.

However, if you can shape water, it will be different.

For example, when water condenses into ice and people hold the ice, there will be no loss of water.

The same is true for willpower, and after shaping, the attack ability of willpower also increases rapidly.

Among the hundreds of soldiers, Ling Hantian loves the sword the most, but the best shape is the sword.

"What is he doing?"

The incense was almost burnt out, and at this time, the old monk Ling Hantian was in meditation, and he didn't respond at all.

The middle-aged man raised his palm indifferently, ready to announce that it was time.

hum!
But, at this moment, an obscure wave came out from Ling Hantian's body, it was the power of will.

Ling Hantian raised his palm, and circles of will power spread out, but they all retracted into Ling Hantian's fingers.

"My will is the will of heaven, and my thoughts are the thoughts of all living beings. Use my thoughts to condense the sword of heaven!"

Ling Hantian's voice rang in everyone's ears. At this moment, in everyone's mind, there seemed to be a sword condensed.

They were horrified, their faces full of horror.

That is not the willpower they can control at all, and it took shape!

On Ling Hantian's finger, a little bit of willpower was condensed, turning into a transparent crystal sword, exuding the thought of cutting the sky.

"What a strong awareness technique!"

Many young people on the edge of the square swallowed their saliva, their eyes filled with fear, and they couldn't help but retreat.

The middle-aged man also looked shocked, staring at the crystal sword on Ling Hantian's fingertips. This consciousness technique has reached at least the third level.

At this moment, the sword of will on Ling Hantian's finger did not cut off, but turned into a little bit of willpower and disappeared again.

Ling Hantian looked at the middle-aged man, cupped his hands and said, "Teacher, have you passed the test?"

"Teacher, I don't believe it. He must have practiced this awareness technique a long time ago, and it's just displayed now."

Before the middle-aged man could speak, a young man shouted loudly at the edge of the square.

"Yes, we don't believe it!"

Someone responded immediately, and Ling Hantian could tell that the breaths of these guys were sour and full of jealousy.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly. He did not rule out the possibility, but everything had to be investigated before making a conclusion.

"You follow me to see the dean."

The middle-aged man looked at Ling Hantian. If Ling Hantian really understood the art on the spot, it would be enough to alarm the dean.

Ling Hantian nodded, followed the middle-aged man to leave, and glanced back, those young people were still very unwilling.

When they came to the principal's residence, the middle-aged man asked Ling Hantian to wait. After entering for about half an hour, the middle-aged man came out.

But this time, in front of the middle-aged man, there was a 50-[-]-year-old man with a round magnifying glass lens in front of one eye.

"Dean, this is the little guy."

The middle-aged man introduced respectfully, and at the same time winked at Angel Ling Han.

Seeing this, Ling Hantian hurriedly cupped his hands and said politely: "Junior Ling Hantian, I have met the principal."

The dean nodded lightly, then raised his glasses, "Exert the consciousness technique you just comprehended, and let me see."

"Ok."

Ling Hantian nodded, and took a few steps back. He had just comprehended this consciousness technique and hadn't fully completed it yet.

And following this period of comprehension, Ling Hantian felt that he had improved a bit, and once again performed it in front of the dean.

This time, the power is stronger than before.

The dean glanced at it, then raised his hand to signal to Ling Hantian that it was all right, and there was a look of admiration in those blind eyes.

"Among the [-] Dao spectrums of the consciousness technique, there is indeed no such consciousness technique."

"Dean, then." The middle-aged man was a little overjoyed. It is rare to see a genius with such extraordinary comprehension.

The dean said: "Pass, what is the name of this consciousness technique, the old man will add it to the consciousness technique spectrum for you, so that you will last forever."

"I just realized it, and I don't have a name yet," Ling Hantian responded.

There was a look of thought on the dean's face, and he said immediately: "I see that your consciousness technique has great potential. Since you intend to cut the sky, then it is called a sword to cut the sky."

"Dean, the sky-slashing sword. Isn't that too exaggerated?"

The middle-aged man looked at the dean, but he didn't see the latent potential of Ling Hantian's awareness technique.

The dean's cloudy old eyes looked at Ling Hantian, and a hint of meaning emerged, "Zhan Tian, ​​it's not an exaggeration."

Ling Hantian didn't speak, but he secretly became wary of the dean. This dean is too scary.

He had a feeling that in front of the dean, he seemed to be completely naked, as if he had no clothes on.

"Okay, now you take him to accept the second test."

The yard ordered again.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment. In fact, Ling Hantian, a genius with extremely high comprehension ability, seemed to him to be able to enter the academy without a second pass.

However, the dean's position in the Martial Arts Institute is extremely lofty. Since the dean ordered it, the middle-aged man did not dare to say more.

He took Ling Hantian out of the dean's yard, and went straight to the second test site.

This is a tall tower, Ling Hantian followed the middle-aged man to the front of the tower, and the middle-aged man cupped his hands against the inside of the tower.

He respectfully said: "Elder Qingli, I will bring my disciples to accept the test."

After the middle-aged man's words fell, it took half a stick of incense to pass before an old voice came from inside.

"How many years have passed, has someone finally dared to accept the test?"

creak!

After the old voice fell, the wooden door of the high tower opened gently, and a faint light ran out from behind the door.

Ling Hantian squinted his eyes and looked into the tower, but he could only see an ocean-like scenery behind the door, with bottomless depths.

"go in."

The middle-aged man stepped aside and said indifferently.

Hearing this, Ling Hantian couldn't help taking a deep breath, he was a little curious about how these people restricted the creatures of will.

With this mentality in mind, Ling Hantian walked towards the gate of the tower.

Inside the tower is a space of about a hundred square meters surrounded by extremely smooth bronze mirrors.

Ling Hantian stopped at the entrance, and wherever he could see, there were his reflections, so densely packed that it was hard to count.

If someone with intensive phobia came here, he might pass out just by looking at it.

In the center of this space, there is a stone tablet, and on that stone tablet, densely packed names are engraved.

Among them, there are three names that are the most dazzling, and they can be attracted at a glance. Ling Hantian thought about it, and they should be the three pillars of the human race here.

(End of this chapter)