The Juggernaut in the comic world

Chapter 190 Lightsaber: Flaming Sun

"Not bad!"

As soon as Mark opened his eyes here, the blacksmith turned his head, nodded in praise, and then said, "You are faster than I thought."

"Thank you master."

Mark looked down at his own and the blacksmith's hands that had become identical, thanked him and stood up.

The blacksmith continued: "Tell me about your experience."

"At first I came to a place..."

Mark then told about his experience of meeting red-eyed Mark on the lake.

The blacksmith fell silent after listening.

After a long while, he raised his head, glanced at the position of Shi Zhi's wristband, and said with a strange expression: "You are so lucky."

"Uh……"

Mark paused, wondering what the blacksmith meant by saying this.

The blacksmith followed up and said, "What you saw there is actually the incarnation of the ghost hand, and he didn't lie to you a word."

Mark asked curiously, "What?"

The blacksmith replied, "He will not replace you."

"Is that right?"

Mark is a little strange.

The incarnation of the ghost hand?
Still guessing based on the novels he read in his previous life, isn't the incarnation of the ghost hand equivalent to something like a demon?
Devil...

It's just grabbing control of the body.

Looking at Mark in thought, the blacksmith changed the subject: "Do you know the route of Ghost Swordsman?"

Mark thought for a while, and tentatively asked: "Is it Soul of Sword, those of Kuangzhan?"

"Correct!"

The blacksmith nodded and explained: "When the ghost swordsman has reached a certain level of power, he will have the opportunity to be promoted..."

The blacksmith gave a brief introduction to the several occupations of Ghost Swordsman after he was promoted.

Then he said: "The red-eyed Mark you met is actually the incarnation of Berserk. If you drag him out of the water, you will fuse together, and then you will be promoted from Ghost Swordsman to Berserker."

"That's it."

Mark nodded as he understood.

"That Devil May Cry and Asura..."

After a while, Mark opened his mouth to ask again, and suddenly paused in the middle of speaking, with a strange expression on his face: "Could it be that I have to go through that space a few more times?"

"It won't."

The blacksmith shook his head and glanced at Mark's white hand: "You have become a sword soul."

"That's good."

Hearing this, Mark didn't feel any resignation, but he was relieved.

Although those professions are powerful, this is still the real world after all.

Although Sword Soul was once dubbed Master Scraper.

But he is handsome!

It's a lifetime thing.

What's more, just being a berserker makes his head huge. If he goes through Devil May Cry, Asura, Sword Shadow and so on, he doesn't know if the Bracer of Time can hold on.

After all, Gu Yi once said that there is a limit to how many times the Bracer of Time can restrain the Ghost Hand.

Shaking his head and putting away his thoughts, Mark turned his head to glance at Chengying hanging on the thatched hut, and walked over.

"Don't give in to the power of ghosts and gods, spend your whole life studying the limits of weapons, and have the ability to master all weapons."

"This is Sword Soul!"

Following the blacksmith's words, Mark stretched out his hand and grabbed Chengying's sword hilt with a snap

There is no sword wind, everything is calm.

Holding Chengying, Mark could clearly feel the strength in his body begin to increase dramatically.

Not long after, Mark turned around and came to the fire.

"Let's forge the sword!"

"boom!"

Chengying entered the furnace, the blacksmith pulled the bellows vigorously, and the flames of the furnace ignited. Mark held the pliers in one hand and the hammer in the other. Under the command of the blacksmith, he began to re-forge Chengying.

"Tack!"

"Clang!"

"Ding ding!"

The sound of knocking sounded from the hut, and gradually spread to the surroundings. With Chengying's re-forging, Mark suddenly found that the skills he had mastered appeared in front of him one by one.

"This is?"

Mark looked surprised, and the movements of his hands slowed down involuntarily.

"focus!"

The blacksmith frowned and shouted.

"Yes!"

Mark put away his thoughts in a hurry and forged seriously.

"Ding clang! Ding clang!"

The skills and moves that he saw in front of him were imprinted into Mark's mind under the hammer.

After reaching the mind, these skills were turned into villains one by one, and then the drill began.

Ghost cut!

Three cuts!
Split waves!
"clang!"

When the final hammer fell, these little people quickly merged into one.

then……

Practice again.

Only this time, what he practiced was not the skills that Mark had already mastered.

"Hey!"

Chengying was quenched, and clouds of blue smoke rose.

Then a new set of sword skills appeared deep in Mark's memory.

Li Ghost Sword Technique!

Mark knew the name of this set of swordsmanship, and immediately sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and realized it carefully.

time flies.

At the bottom of the lake at sunset, at the tip of the moon.

When Mark opened his eyes again, it was already midnight.

"You can leave now."

At this time, the voice of the blacksmith came over.

leave?

Mark paused, puzzled and said, "Master, didn't you say at first..."

"It's no longer necessary."

The blacksmith shook his head with a smile, and said calmly: "Let's go, next time you come in, I will tell you my name and give you a chance to fight."

Seeing the blacksmith's posture, Mark seemed to realize something, and hurriedly shouted: "Master..."

"brush!"

Before the words fell, the picture in front of Mark suddenly stopped, and then quickly retreated, but in the blink of an eye, he returned to the forest, the place he came in at first.

Mark looked in the direction of the unit where the lake was located, with anxious eyes, and wanted to speak.

But at this time the space was already rejecting him.

Don't open your mouth, or even move it
"call out!"

A white light suddenly appeared, and Mark disappeared in this space.

At this time, the blacksmith who was forging iron in the thatched hut suddenly paused, then raised his head and looked towards the direction of the forest, his eyes narrowed, and he began to think.

After a while, the blacksmith turned and left the stove, found a sword hilt from the thatched hut, sighed, and said, "After all, he is my apprentice."

After saying that, the blacksmith threw the hilt of the sword towards the forest, then returned to the stove, and picked up the hammer again.

Not long after, the knocking sound of "Ding Dang" sounded again.

……

"master!"

The planet Morag, the palace where the power gems are stored, uttered a loud cry.

Mark with his mouth open suddenly paused, then looked left and right, blinked his eyes, and muttered tentatively: "This is..."

"I am back?!"

Mark was delighted.

"what?"

"This is……"

After checking left and right, Mark found that there was still a sword hilt at his feet.

Mark looked at it, his eyes were startled, and he said in surprise: "It's hanging on the master's thatched cottage!"

lightsaber...

hot day!

(End of this chapter)