Star Iron: Imaginary numbers? Dude, I play with quantum reconstruction.

"So you finally understand how to shift the battlefield? There are two more moves. If you can still stand up after those two moves, then you'll pass this test. By the way, if less than 10% of the Dragon Masters above survive, I'll also consider you a failure."

Xing heard that familiar voice, "That voice..."

Qiong also realized it, "No way? We're fighting this?"

Hua Wu turned his head and looked at Xing and Qiong: "If you also want to join this exam, that's certainly possible."

Xing's plan to be pragmatic and challenge the train's overlord... is she crazy? "Hiss... I think..."

Qiong waved her baseball bat, "Ohhh!!! I feel so fired up! I don't know why, but I feel like I've seen this kind of scene somewhere before. We have to take the exam too!"

star:?

Xing looked at Qiong speechlessly, "Although I don't know what happened, have you noticed that Hua Ge's current state is exactly the same as Dan Heng's?"

Qiong started warming up on the spot, "I found out, so I know, it must be that Brother Hua passed Dan Heng's trial and obtained Dan Heng's bond power!!! Now as long as I pass Brother Hua's trial, then this power will be turned into my hands."

Xing almost rolled her eyes. She felt that Hua Wu was clearly in battle mode. He could already create black holes in his normal state, so what kind of things could he create in battle mode...? She didn't even dare to think about it.

"What do you know! What I mean is, I don't want to go looking for death with you."

........

"We have to hurry, before they behead the Dragon Master." Dan Heng sped along, using up three of his secret technique points in the process.

When he arrived at the Dan Ding Si, an old friend with white hair was standing there.

Jing Yuan is currently facing a major headache because the information in the picture Dan Heng gave him was limited. This is the only place he could find, and he tried to text Yan Qing, but Yan Qing refused to reply.

"Danheng, you've arrived?"

“Yes, I just arrived.” Dan Heng looked at the shared location on his phone. “Jing Yuan, they’re not far from here. There are still…”

Jing Yuan sighed, "There's no time left, unless Ji Fengyi isn't here. Otherwise, these Dragon Masters have no reason or possibility to live."

He was wondering what the Ming Clan was going to do. This was no longer a simple matter of shuffling the cards; it was about burning the cards directly.

"Jingyuan, there is still time. If you can piece together the body fragments and put them back into the ancient sea, there is a chance that you can successfully reincarnate."

Jing Yuan said helplessly, "But I'm afraid it will be so broken that it can't be put back together."

Jing Yuan didn't understand. He clearly didn't have the demonic yin anymore, so why did he feel even more troubled now than when he had the demonic yin?

I feel that, apart from not getting sick, all other forms of stress have increased.

He had almost forgotten about the Doomsday Beast and the Luofu equipment.

"Uh... I still have to go and see. I won't give up even if there's only a sliver of hope. Like a rainbow soaring through the sky."

Dan Heng transformed into a rushing blue torrent and sped away.

Jing Yuan sighed and then followed.

As Dan Heng flew, he sensed something was wrong, and then he saw Jing Yuan running at top speed beside him.

Danheng: ?

For some reason, Dan Heng felt that Jing Yuan's behavior was a great mockery of him, as he could catch up with his Dragon Lord's Movement Technique simply by using his own footwork.

He should have been completely indifferent, but now that he had a few fragments of Danfeng's memories, Danfeng's arrogant personality slightly affected his competitive spirit.

He sped up, but Jing Yuan still handled it with ease.

"Yes, old friend, your speed is as good as ever. You're right, we shouldn't give up even if there's only a sliver of hope."

These words made Dan Heng reflect. He seemed to have been somewhat affected, and it seemed that this only happened when he encountered Dan Feng, an old friend.

Before long, they arrived at the attic.

"The location is right here, but why...?"

"It's very quiet, isn't it?" Jing Yuan sensed something was wrong; it was too quiet. This was completely inconsistent with the characteristic of a tiger that explodes wherever it goes.

In his preconceived notion, this place should now be a ruin, and on the ruin should be a cross with the heads of those dragon masters hanging on it.

But the scene was too peaceful, too harmonious. It was completely different from the way he remembered Hua Wu.

Dan Heng looked at the map on his phone. "It's really too quiet, but the shared location he gave me is right here... Strange. I hope those dragon masters can still be reborn, even though they might not be good people..."

.......

Without the slightest hesitation, Danheng and Jingyuan went straight into the pavilion.

Attic - Eighth Floor -

"Stand up. It's just that your sword is broken. Have your will and beliefs also broken? The highest level of swordsmanship is to have no sword."

"Yanqing...you've bought quite a few swords, haven't you?"

“I…” Yanqing tossed the broken sword aside. “Yes, no sword is better than a sword. I understand.”

Chapter 115 Yanqing: Is it to make me stronger? Huawu: It's to save Jingyuan money.

When Qiong saw this scene, he realized that the exam was too incredible. There were no fragments left of the Qiong Fist Sword in his hand.

He looked at the broken handle in his hand, then at the giant axe in Hua Wu's hand, and thought to himself, "What a load of rubbish."

At this moment, he could only pin his hopes on Yan Qing, since according to the normal setting, the protagonist would have a major outburst when forced into this situation. But now Yan Qing seemed to be missing something.

"Damn it, I should have stayed up all night watching that anime a few nights ago. What am I going to do now...?"

He watched Yanqing drop the broken sword in his hand, and he remembered that, under normal circumstances, the protagonist would receive a bond item from a companion at this time and his strength would increase greatly.

"It seems we have no choice but to try anything... Yanqing, take this sword!!!"

The sword hilt, still bearing fragments of metal, traced an arc in the air...

"This hilt is without a sword, without an edge. I will use my resolve as my sword!" Yan Qing took the hilt that Qiong threw to him. He thought of Jing Liu's sword and suddenly understood, "I will use my belief as my edge!" Frost spread along the hilt, and an ice sword was formed.

Hua Wu looked at him and realized that the silly boy finally understood that swords could be made by oneself.

He clapped his hands and said, "Congratulations! You passed the exam, Yanqing!"

Yan Qing was utterly astonished. He had just leveled up, and now the other side was saying they weren't going to fight anymore.

Belief is the sharp edge, the heart is the sword; drawing the sword, one looks around and feels lost.

He asked, puzzled, "What? According to the agreement, aren't I supposed to block another attack?"

Hua Wu put away his golden axe and said with a smile, "No need, I have already achieved my goal."

Yanqing tentatively asked, "Does it mean making me stronger?"

Hua Wu shook his head and said, "Making you stronger is a bonus. The main purpose is to prevent you from making extravagant spending after the factory repairs, and to save Jing Yuan money. This is the last thing I can do for Jing Yuan before I leave."

[Yanqing: so you will be like them abandon me....]

Yan Qing had something stuck in his throat, and he didn't know how to say it. His current situation was very troublesome; the sword in his hand still gleamed coldly, but now he had no target to attack.

When he learned the reason for the special training and saw his sword shattered on the ground, his heart ached as if it had been struck by a giant elbow.

Fortunately, from another perspective, he also achieved his goal. Although those dragon masters were stabbed nearly a hundred times during the fight, averaging at least eight sword wounds per dragon master.

But at least it's a better outcome than before. Although those older dragon masters were on the verge of rebirth, and were left barely alive after being stabbed a few times, it was still much better than losing their heads.

Xing never joined the battle from beginning to end because she knew that it was impossible to win unless Hua Wu had other ideas.

As expected, although Yanqing had shattered his sword on the ground, he could now assemble it by hand.

Qiong walked over to Yanqing and comforted her, "Even though these swords are gone, you can make your own now. You no longer have to worry about being helpless after your sword is broken by the enemy. As long as you still have the will to fight and the belief, your sword will never break."

"In other words, you have become one with the sword. This hilt... I will give it to you; it will only shine in your hands."

(High emotional intelligence: It only shines when it's in your hands.)

(Low emotional intelligence: This thing is broken, I can't use it, so you can use it, and in doing you a favor.)

After Qiong's pep talk, Yanqing's eyes shone with a light of sudden enlightenment.

"Teachers, I understand. The highest level of swordsmanship is to overcome all techniques with no sword; the ultimate core of swordsmanship is to use brute force to defeat all methods. I understand everything!!!"

The Dan Yuan combination has also just reached this level.

Everything in sight was dilapidated, with ruins everywhere.

Danheng's heart skipped a beat, because he hadn't even seen the Dragon Master's corpse.

Jing Yuan was also stunned. He had mentally prepared himself to see corpses strewn across the ground and a mosaic of images. But the scene before him wasn't as shocking as he had expected, because he didn't see anything about the existence of the Dragon Master...

No, he saw it. Hua Wu had the same dragon horns as Dan Heng on his head.

Some unpleasant thoughts instantly popped into his mind.

For example, refining the Dragon Master into a Dragon Pill and then consuming it to obtain the Vidyadhara bloodline. After all, he only remembered that this person wasn't from the Immortal Ship; he had picked him up from outside, and unexpectedly ended up with a powerful father figure.

They tested his martial arts skills, and he almost knocked him from the Divine Strategy Mansion into the Star Chariot Sea with one punch. Fortunately, the Divine Lord was there, otherwise it would have really become "From the Divine Strategy Mansion to the Central Hub of the Star Chariot Sea".

He immediately recognized the man's bravery and, after two months of observation, directly appointed him as a deputy general. After all, this man didn't need to participate in hunting expeditions or receive blessings.

"Ji Feng, what have you and Yan Qing been doing?!"

Just as Yanqing was about to explain, Huawu gestured for him not to say anything more.

"I merely demonstrated the power of 'immortality.' Those dragon masters..."

"When did you acquire the power of immortality? The immortal star gods have long since fallen, how could you...?"

“I learned it from Danheng.”

Jing Yuan's blood pressure went up. He felt that even refining the Dragon Master into a pill and eating it would be a more reasonable explanation than this.

"Learned it? Can you give me a reason that I'd believe? What about those dragon masters?"

“They’re upstairs. I didn’t touch them… I cut off one of their ears, the one in the red shirt. I didn’t care about the rest. The sword wounds on their bodies were all from Yanqing.”

Hearing this explanation and seeing Yanqing nodding beside him, Jingyuan's blood pressure dropped slightly.

Then Hua Wu looked at Dan Heng and said, "Old Dan, put away your current form, and then read this script yourself. I want these dragon masters to experience what despair is."

After saying that, he handed a notebook to Danheng.

Dan Heng didn't understand, but he still released the power of the Dragon Lord and then looked at the script.

A=Danheng B=Huawu

A, clutching his shoulder and trudging heavily, said: [Damn it...give me back my Dragon Lord power.]