Rise From Doomsday Chapter 1853: , sharpening the sword

"Have you heard? Wu Xianzhe has joined the Ping An Army." The voice of a Sanren master was full of surprise and disbelief. No matter how unbearable Wu Xianzhe was, he was still the overlord of the party. With his strength, no one could find him anywhere. He dared to look down upon him, but he took the initiative to join the Ping An Army, which was beyond many people's expectations.

"When I just heard about it, I was as shocked as you, but when I think about it carefully, I think it's natural." The archer carefully wiped his bow. The bow is what he eats and must be taken good care of. The future is Whether you eat chaff or eat meat depends on it.

"Why?" The master looked confused.

"This world pays attention to bloodline and family background. No matter how powerful Wu Xianqi is, he will not be recognized by the upper class. His background is too low. He is the master of the game among the lower classes, but among the upper classes In his eyes, he was just a common man, and even those wealthy young men with no abilities dared to laugh at him. In "Nantian City", Wu Xianqi was only superficially beautiful, and he still did unworthy things, but it is different now Now, everyone is at the same level. There is no one who looks down on anyone. In the Ping An Army, strength is respected, no matter what status or family background, it doesn't matter. You can tell by looking at the expressions of those young masters, they look like they have eaten shit. It’s ugly, this is where a little guy counterattacked,” the archer said.

"When you say it like this, it seems that this is true. The hierarchy system in "Nantian City" is too strong. "Nantian City" actually belongs to many masters, but they are all buried. There is no place for heroes to play important positions. They are all controlled by the children of powerful people. Hey, "Kunmu City" is really a good place. It is really lawless to dare to break the hierarchy. Fortunately, I signed my name." The master laughed and was very proud. Originally, he was not very willing to join the Ping An Army. He was not familiar with the Ping An Army and had a bad impression of Liu Wei'an. He thought Liu Wei'an was too arrogant. However, he was worried that he would be kicked out by the Ping An Army if he did not sign. , thinking that for safety’s sake, it’s better to keep our heads down.

When he signed, he was very aggrieved, but now, he is happy because there are so many benefits to joining the Ping An Army. At least so far, he has not found anything bad about the Ping An Army. On the contrary, there are requirements for joining the Ping An Army. He saw with his own eyes that several young men who no one dared to mess with in "Nantian City" were rejected by the Ping An Army. The faces of these young men were as wonderful as rainbows. If it weren't for his scruples, he would You'll laugh out loud on the spot.

As he learned more about "Kunmu City", Nangong Duanya's mood became heavier and heavier. Although his face was still calm and calm, his subordinates who had followed him for many years clearly felt that his master's steps were much heavier.

He is also the city lord. When he sits, he is very cautious and walks on thin ice. He often has to look at the faces of the family members. Otherwise, his policies may not be implemented. Liu Wei'an is completely different. He can make drastic reforms and make drastic changes. Everything he wanted to do, the family members were killed and driven away by him. There were only a few left, and the remaining few also surrendered. In other words, the biggest resistance was Liu Wei'an. solved.

Liu Wei'an is establishing his own rules in a broken world. In "Nantian City", the ancient rules are deeply ingrained. He wears shackles on Nangong Cliff and dances on the tip of a knife. Every step must be careful and careful. , will end up with no bones left.

He envied Liu Wei'an very much, but he was also unwilling to do so. After so many years of hard work, he couldn't compare to a young boy? Does this mean that his decades of life have been in vain?

Nangong Duanya was alone, thinking wildly and feeling irritable, so much so that he was not in the mood to treat his internal injuries. After much hesitation, he went to visit Jian Evil.

"City Lord!" Jian Evil looked very poor. The escape team could persist all the way to "Kunmu City" mainly because of Jian Evil. He hardly rested along the way. Although his cultivation was profound, He couldn't bear it and consumed a lot of his energy. After all, he was old and his recovery ability was not as good as that of a young man. Especially in the end, Liu Wei'an received a 'Great Judgment Punch', which almost gave him his last breath. Dispersed.

Jian Evil’s mentality was very good. Although he was seriously injured, there was no worry on his face. He was holding a small knife and was whittling wood. He was whittling very carefully. He raised his head when he heard the footsteps, took a look, and continued to whittling the wood. He was very cautious, and every cut was made after careful calculation.

Nangong Duanya originally had a lot to say to Jian Evil, but when he saw Jian Evil making a sword, his mood suddenly became brighter.

Jian Evil is very slow to draw the sword, but every sword strike is at its peak, flawless. The sword technique becomes a work of art in his hands, like the most beautiful scenery in the world. Jian Evil strikes east and west, and after a while, a sword The wooden sword has been made. Jian Er put the made sword aside. There were already three made wooden swords beside him. With this one, there were four.

"What a sword!" The voice of praise rang from my ears~IndoMTL.com~Nangong Cliff suddenly looked around, it was Liu Wei'an, when did he come? When he arrived, he didn't notice anything.

"City Lord Liu!" Jian E nodded to Liu Wei'an. Liu Wei'an injured him, but there seemed to be no trace of hatred on his face, instead there was a faint smile on his face.

"Can I see this sword?" Liu Wei'an asked.

"Do it yourself!!" Jian said evilly.

Liu Wei'an was not polite and walked to Jian Er's side, with four swords lined up in a row,

These should be the four stages of Jian Evil's sword training, the four understandings of swordsmanship. Nangong Duanya's idea had just arisen when he heard Jian Evil's introduction.

"When I first started practicing swordsmanship, everything was about perfection. The moves had to be the best without any flaws. They had to be the most powerful. They had to be fatal in one hit. Everything was pursued to the extreme. Only then did I realize that I was defeated by a beggar in one move. , being too perfect itself has problems, there are flaws in the road, and it is impossible to be perfect. Later, I learned from the flowing water in the mountains and the tides in the sea, and gradually understood a truth, one peck, one drink, free definition, the sword, the place between heaven and earth Why bother to peel off one part? Isn’t this just sacrificing the basics to get rid of the weak?" Jian Er spread his palm, and the knife in his hand turned into a sword at some point, an indestructible sword.

The men who followed Nangong Duanya were shocked. Can Jian Evil do magic? ? He was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes, shook his head suddenly, and opened his eyes again. The sword was still in the palm of his hand, as if the long sword just now was an illusion. He was filled with inexplicable fear. He didn't dare to look anymore, but he couldn't help but continue to stare. As he looked, the knife in his palm turned into a long sword again, like a sleeping beast, ready to wake up at any time.

"What a sword!" Nangong Duanya praised with admiration on his face. He has been practicing for nearly a hundred years and also practiced swordsmanship when he was young. However, his understanding of swordsmanship is far from that of Sword Evil.

If there is a sword in my heart, what is not a sword?