I Am a Magic Sword Chapter 55: Monthly test test

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In the room, Seventeen held his breath and stared at the candle with resolute eyes. The broad epee passed by, the candle swayed, and fell slowly in his disappointed eyes.

"Oh! It failed again!"

Chen Hao did not speak, because he had been listening to this sentence for three consecutive days.

Some people don't need spurs, they will naturally work hard!

Seventeen did not stand the candle again, but repeatedly practiced gestures with the heavy sword against the air.

Every time he swings his sword, his brows are always slightly frowned, as if he is dissatisfied with his swordsmanship.

But that's just what he thinks!

Chen Hao knows very well that the swordsmanship of Seventeen's has improved very obviously in just three days, and it even seems a little frightening!

The heavy sword emphasizes strength and momentum.

Almost every warrior who is good at epee swords, which one doesn’t wield the epee so much?

But Seventeen is not like this, or he is not like this now.

If you want to cut the candle with a long sword like Hu Tongling did, and keep the candle from moving, you must draw the sword fast enough and steady enough!

The red blood demon sword epee form, the blade is wider and thicker than the ordinary standard long sword, invisibly, it adds another difficulty to the seventeenth.

Chen Hao once tentatively said to Seventeen, "Would you like to change to a narrower and thinner sword"?

Seventeen didn't even think about it, but refused: what an ordinary long sword can do, an epee can definitely do it, if it is Senior Fu, he definitely can do it! If I can't do it, it must be because my swordsmanship has not yet been cultivated home!

To shoot the sword quickly, what is needed is the ability to burst out instantly, with seventeen natural divine powers, and the power originally far exceeds that of ordinary martial artists, he can barely do it.

However, if you want to make a sword stable enough, you must have repeated mechanical training for many years.

But Seventeen broke the routine, and under the witness of Chen Hao, he made progress at a speed visible to the naked eye!

He even suppressed the frantic wind brought by the heavy sword a little bit.

Now, with the Scarlet Blood Sword swung in Seventeen Hands, the resistance between the blade and the air is getting smaller and smaller, and the strong wind generated in the room is getting weaker and weaker.

This means that Seventeen has become more and more proficient in the control of power!

After another seven days, in the hands of Seventeen, the Scarlet Blood Sword could hardly feel the slightest resistance. When the long sword danced in the room, the dust in the air only trembled slightly.

A nearly two-meter-long epee image was crossed, and the candle placed on the table stood firmly in place.

The joy of success appeared on Seventeen's face!

Chen Hao said: "You succeeded, not bad!"

Seventeen’s hard work finally paid off, and Chen Hao was also happy for him.

"No, Lord Sword Spirit, this time it just happened!" Seventeen said with a smile, "I can't guarantee success every time!"

Sure enough, Seventeen tried five more times, and only one succeeded five times!

Seventeen sighed: "I'm still a good leader, and he can be successful casually. I'm far from him!"

Chen Hao felt that if the leader Hu used the heavy sword, he might not be as good as Seventeen.

But he didn't say it.

Two days later, Seventeen could finally guarantee 100% success in cutting the candle.

Chen Hao exclaimed: "Seventeen, you are very good. Among all sword masters, your kendo talent should be the highest!"

"I’m still far away! I wouldn’t have succeeded without the instruction of Master Sword Spirit and the help of the Scarlet Sword! When learning the "Beheading" swordsmanship, I seemed to be Senior Fu, he I can clearly understand all the mental journeys of creating the sword technique of "Beheading". I think anyone else will reach my level!"

Seventeen's words are smooth.

But Chen Hao knew that Seventeen's words came from the heart.

His head is a little bit awkward, but his character is very good, hardworking, hardworking, don't know what contentment is, and he is very humble... humble to inferiority!

Yes, in the depths of Seventeen's heart, he is a very inferior person.

He has carved his inferiority complex into his bones!

Perhaps, now even Seventeen has not found his own.

There was a knock on the door, and seventeen opened the door, and there was Lan Erwu standing at the door.

"Seventeenth, the monthly exam is about to begin. I haven't seen you in the martial arts field. You will not forget it, right?" Lan Erwuyi looked at the haggard face and sloppy image of Seventeen. I couldn't help asking, "I haven't seen you much in the past few days. Will you stay in the house forever?"

"Well, I am thinking about martial arts."

"Okay, let's go quickly, Commander Hu is going to call you!"

Seventeen was too late to clean up, so he was pulled by Lan Erwu and ran towards the training ground.

The seventeenth group of orphans originally had a total of ninety-eight people. Now there are only thirty-six people left. The others are slowly eliminated and arranged by the Lan family elsewhere.

On the martial arts field, the leader of Hu, standing on the martial arts stage with a cane, said: "Not much to say, today's monthly test, everyone first draws lots to choose opponents, and those who perform poorly will be eliminated."

Chen Hao asked: "Did you decide to eliminate objects by ranking in the competition?"

"No, every time the number of eliminations is drawn up by the leader of Hu." Seventeen said, "It should be decided according to the degree of progress."

The seventeenth was drawn to the thirty-sixth.

A group of teenagers began to compete in order.

Chen Hao’s quietly standing on the martial arts stage, the average age is about fourteen or five years old, the worst is also the peak of the mid-stage condensing Qi, the strongest is Lan Qijiu, the early stage of the Qi-hai state!

The gap between a group of young people is very small...all the people who are dragging their legs have been eliminated!

The blue thirty-six strength drawn in the first round of the seventeenth round of the condensing stage late stage.

He held less than ten moves on Seventeen's hand, and was swept off the stage with a sword.

In the second round, his opponent was Lan Jiu.

Lan Jiu is short, about 1.65 meters tall. He looks very thin and weak. His weapon is a thin, narrow sword.

The tall and strong Blue Seventeen stood in front of him, like a bear trying to bully a sheep!

But Seventeen is very serious.

The last time he crossed the exam, he fell into the hands of the opponent.

"Seventeen, it's so lucky to meet you today!" Sanliu said with a smile.

"You won't know who is lucky until you have fought!"

Seventeen stepped on the ground, the whole figure rushed towards Lan Jiu, and then he swung the epee fiercely. The epee power sinked vigorously. Everyone would believe that with the small physique of Lan Jiu, once he was ten If the seven epee is wiped, I am afraid that it will immediately lose its combat effectiveness!

But just as the heavy sword was about to hit Lan Jiu, Lan Jiu's figure disappeared.

Lan Jiu said with a smile: "I knew that you still haven't practiced your body skills. At your speed, don't even want to touch me!"

"Huh!"

Seventeen did not speak, and displayed the "War Sword Art", the powerful wind blowing from the heavy sword.

Someone in the martial arts stage whispered: "Seventeen's "War Sword Art" is about to be completed!"

"No matter how powerful the swordsmanship is? Isn't it still blind if you can't cut people?"

"Yes, Lan Jiu's yellow-level upper-grade body technique "Autumn Wind Falling Leaves" has become a big success. Seventeen don’t want to run into him. It is estimated that the ending will be the same as last time. Seventeen was successfully attacked by Lan Jiu after being weak. !"