Douluo blood duke

Chapter 44 Genius Training Program, Round 2: Sword Trial

Chapter 44 Genius Training Program, Second Round: Sword Trial

In the early morning, the crisp sound of birdsong echoed in the mountains and forests, the tinkling of streams, and the roar of ferocious beasts came from time to time.

The people who stayed by the stream woke up when the sun rose.

Millie twisted her slightly sore neck, and looked around in confusion. Last night, Zhang Heng hugged her to sleep, and sucked some blood from her body before going to bed, so she was the last to wake up.

She rubbed her eyes, and was about to call for someone, but there were clanging sounds in her ears, which were the sound of weapons clashing.

She immediately widened her eyes, and there was no sleepiness in her eyes. A pair of black fur leopard ears rose from the top of her head, and when she looked in the direction of the sound, she saw that her companions were all gathered together.

Millie was a little puzzled, so she stood up quickly and walked towards her companions. When she walked in, she saw the two people who were confronting each other clearly, and she put away her soul power and returned to normal.

"Wake up."

"Ah."

After a brief exchange with her elder sister Mina, she looked at the two people fighting in front of her in confusion.

Fan Ming was holding a broad silver knife in his hand, recovering quickly, the knife opened wide and closed, surrounded on all sides, the light of the knife flickered, and if he was not careful, as long as he was cut with one knife, he would be greeted by countless knives after him.

Zhang Heng, who was facing him, had a relaxed face, light footsteps, and swayed around. He held a slender sword with a handle about three feet long. The body of the sword was silvery white, the blade was blood red, and the hilt was dark red. Suddenly, he swung upwards and hit the silver blade that Fan Ming couldn't dodge.

Keng.

As the two sharpened collided, Zhang Heng stood steadily holding his sword, while Fan Ming swayed slightly and took a step back.

It was this step that made him open wide. Zhang Heng seized the opportunity, the blood glistened and the cold light glared. The next moment, his sword was on Fan Ming's throat.

Fan Ming felt that as long as a fishy and sweet smell gushed out of his throat, if he dared to move the sharp blade in front of him, his skin would be ripped apart.

About two seconds later, Zhang Heng smiled lightly, retracted the stepping foot, flipped his wrist, danced a sword flower, and stood with the sword behind his back. He raised his eyebrows and smiled at Fan Ming: "How about it, I sword."

Fan Ming stabilized his mind, and Zhang Heng had withdrawn the sword, but he could still feel a sharp blade against his throat.

He took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and said, "Good sword."

Fan Ming plays with knives, and knives can also be called single-edged swords, so there are not many swords that can be called good swords by him.

Hearing his comment, Zhang Heng was overjoyed, and laughed out loud, "It's really a good sword."

He turned his hand and held the blade horizontally in front of his body, and gently wiped it with his sleeve, his eyes were full of love and compassion, as if it was not a sword, but a peerless beauty.

Everyone gathered around.

"Boss, where did you get this sword?"

Lin Kai and Yan Fei were at the front, their eyes were shining with golden light. They had more or less contact with the army. In the army, only high-ranking generals can wear swords. Swords are not only weapons for killing people, but more importantly, their status. A symbol of the sword, and a good sword, in the Star Luo Empire, can even be sold for the same price as a soul bone.

Zhang Heng looked at them, reaching out to touch them but not daring to touch them, and said with a smile, "I want to play, let's play with it."

Hearing what Zhang Heng said, the eyes of both of them gleamed golden at the same time, but they didn't take the sword Zhang Heng handed over, Lin Kai chuckled and said, "Boss, we don't dare, if such a good sword is broken by us , then I can’t afford it.”

Fan Ming stepped forward at this moment, flicked the blade lightly, and listened to the buzzing sound from the blade, which was clear and loud, and flicked again in the middle of the blade, which was heavy and strong.

"A good sword, sharp and tough at the same time, but also thick, can you let me swing it."

Zhang Heng handed over the sword, Fan Ming took it, and waited for everyone to move out of space.

Fan Ming stood up straight with a straight expression on his face, and put the sword vertically in front of him. A gust of wind blew from the front. With a twist of his wrist, the blade of the sword moved forward, and he made a downward strike. There was a clear humming sound from his body, and then he moved his steps, turned his wrists, chopping and sweeping, and then stabbing.

Sweep, split, pick, stab.

Pull, hang, twist, cut.

Bloody sword flowers bloomed beside him, the wind of the sword danced wildly, and the white light flashed for a moment. Everyone was dazzled. Seeing the boy with closed eyes playing with the sword in various tricks, they couldn't help but marvel.

Zhang Heng also widened his eyes, and thought to himself: "The reason why I was able to defeat him just now was because I surpassed him in speed, strength, soul, and energy. In terms of moves, I am not as good as him. If I have time, I must ask him for advice."

While Fan Ming was wielding his sword, he saw a white light flashed when he swung upwards, and when he was about to receive a slash, he felt his hand was empty.

But everyone looked at his men chopping, but they couldn't see the sword in his hand, and everyone was stunned.

"Where's the sword?"

Fan Ming shook hands and asked in a panic. He couldn't believe it. After playing with swords for so many years, he couldn't believe that he could throw the sword flying.

Everyone glanced at him, then turned to look at Zhang Heng. They were thinking about how to appease Zhang Heng when he was angry. When pleading for Fan Ming, Zhang Heng glanced at them and smiled.

Then he mobilized his soul power, and saw two purple soul rings beside him, one shallow and one deep, and he waved lightly, a bright red light bloomed from his palm, and the dark purple soul ring beside him shone brightly, After a while, a blade identical to the previous red sword appeared in his hand.

He threw the blood sword in the direction of Fan Ming, then faced everyone, said with surprised and puzzled eyes: "This is my second soul skill: Blood Shadow Sword, which can condense such a blade with soul power. It can last for 10 minutes, that should be the reason why the time is up."

Zhang Heng's words made everyone suddenly realize, but he was the only one who knew that it wasn't that the time had come, but that it was due to the exhaustion of blood energy.

His blood shadow sword, soul power and soul ring are only used to condense the sword body, just like the fire and furnace or the mist like a hammer when casting a sword, the blood energy accumulated in his body is the main body of the sword, the blood energy The more you invest, the sharper and stronger the sword will be. The longer you persist, the less energy and blood, the weaker and weaker the sword will be.

Moreover, the most important thing is that he can control the blade by controlling the blood, and he can also input blood into the blade at any time, and even, as long as he has blood, he can make as many swords as he wants.

Zhang Heng imagined for a while, Yujian flying, Wanjian sword array, Wanjian returning to the clan, his mouth would be watering, but he just thought about these things, not to mention whether he has enough blood in his body now.

Just to make these two swords, he used blood beads to suck the blood from the whole body of four of the five deer he encountered last night, and consumed half of the blood energy produced.

Just using the sword, he is completely a person who can only use brute force to chop, he has not even learned the most basic sword moves, what kind of sword formation, and other things are he thinking about?
Fan Ming took the sharp sword, weighed it, hesitated for a while, and then stepped forward and handed the hilt to Zhang Heng.

"Why, stop dancing."

"No."

Fan Ming shook his head. Although he heard Zhang Heng's explanation, he didn't want to experience the feeling of the blade disappearing from his hand.

"Ok."

Zhang Heng shook his hand slightly to drain his blood, and after the blade disappeared, he crossed his hips and looked at Dongshan, the sun that had already risen, and shouted: "The next day is here, everyone, after breakfast let us go!" Let's move on."

"it is good!!!"

"Brother Heng, what are we going to do today?"

After turning over a hillside, Yunxue stood on the top of the hillside, looking at the scenery with green leaves besides the trees.

At the beginning, I felt that the environment was quite good, but after watching it for a long time, coupled with the scorching weather, Yunxue became a little annoyed.

Standing beside her, Zhang Heng looked into the distance and said, "We walked up the creek, not far from the water source, so let's find a place to rest today, and then find a few soul beasts to hunt and kill. Now the total is only eleven points, probably the bottom of the list."

He touched the sweat on his forehead, panted and said.

After all the partners went up the slope one by one, Zhang Heng turned his head and said, "Let's go, let's go for a while and rest."

Hearing Zhang Heng said he wanted to rest, the eyes of everyone who had been walking for a long time lit up, especially Lin Kai who was already sweating profusely.

"Brother Heng, look quickly."

Just when Zhang Heng turned around to encourage the people behind, Yun Xue suddenly grabbed Zhang Heng's arm, pointed forward, and shouted excitedly.

Zhang Heng turned his head suspiciously and followed her fingers.

In the direction she pointed, billows of dust rose from the trees.

"Looks like a fierce battle."

Zhang Heng looked over and said.

"Brother Heng, let's go and have a look."

"Look in the past? What are you looking at?"

Zhang Heng looked at her and asked.

Yun Xue scratched the back of her head, she was always inexplicably excited when she saw battles, and said some strange things, she didn't know why.

Zhang Heng smiled, touched her head and said: "Okay, there are so many people coming in this time, but there are only a few soul beasts. Since we have encountered them, let's go and have a look, maybe we can pick them up again." head."

"Yes."

On the other side, amidst the dust, a pair of heavy fists fell from the sky, and under the fists stood a girl holding a guqin.

Looking at the boulder as huge as a boulder, the girl felt chills in her heart, and her eyes had lost a gleam of light.

And just when the fist was about to hit the ground, a black shadow sprang out from the woods beside him. The black shadow held a gun in his hand, stood horizontally in front of the girl, and stabbed out suddenly with the spear.

Looking at the pretty figure with purple hair, the girl playing the piano couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Miss Yunyi"

Mo Yunyi didn't look back, she struggled against the heavy fist, and the yellow soul ring beside her kept flickering light.

"Xiaoqin, play music for me, sister will keep you safe and sound."

Mo Yunyi gritted his teeth and finished speaking, then let out a coquettish shout, retracted the spear, stabbed again, and forced the fist back.

The owner of that fist was an orangutan with a huge body, like a hill. Seeing that he was forced back by a small ant, although it was only a few steps, the orangutan became furious.

It raised its fist and slammed it on its chest, and a sound like a muffled drum came out of its mouth. When it put down its fist, its eyes had already turned red.

However, when it lowered its head and looked at the two ants, an ethereal sound of a zither sounded in the air, and accompanied by the sound came a long spear that was shining coldly, and the long spear pierced straight into its eyes .

"Ow!"

Zhang Heng and the others, who were rushing towards the direction where the dust was scattered, suddenly felt several vibrations from the ground and heard roars in the air.

"Interesting, it seems to be an incredible opponent, let's go."

(End of this chapter)

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