Sword and Love

"Thank you, master!" Zheng Zinuo thanked him first, then nodded and said, "Yes, master."

"Well, very good! Very good!" Feng Qingyun replied with a smile, and then exchanged glances with his wife who was sitting next to her, and they both showed horrified eyes at the same time.

Originally Feng Qingyun entrusted Zheng Zinuo with this task, according to his calculations, it would take at least six months, that is, half a year, to complete. After all, an eight-year-old child can lift ten catties without any soul power. A heavy long sword is already hard to come by, let alone swinging it a hundred times, and it is still on the slippery rock, and there is also the impact of the waterfall. Under such a difficult environment, swinging a hundred swords is very important That was a daunting task for an eight-year-old.

Now Zheng Zinuo completed it in only two months, which is simply unbelievable.But Feng Qingyun still trusts his apprentice, knowing that he doesn't have the guts to lie and deceive himself, but he still can't believe it, so after lunch, he let Zheng Zinuo rest for a while, and then brought him again To that waterfall.

"Zinuo, go to the rock and wave a hundred swords to show the master." Feng Qingyun said.

"Yes, master." Zheng Zinuo nodded, took off his clothes, took a few steps with the heavy golden ancient sword on his shoulders, and then stepped onto the rock. The strength reached above the two calves, and then the right calf exerted a strong force, driving the waist and shoulders, swinging the arm, and the first sword was easily swung out.

Seeing Zheng Zinuo's first swing of the sword, Feng Qingyun couldn't hide a gratified smile on his face, secretly thinking that this child's learning ability is as powerful as his martial soul talent.

After Zheng Zinuo swung the first sword, his body leaned back slightly, his left calf exerted strength to drive his upper limbs, his arms drew a wonderful arc in the air, instantly dispelling the force of the swing, and then without stopping, his right calf Continue to exert force, re-mobilize the waist and shoulders, swing the arms, and the second sword is swung out, which is a little faster than the first sword, and the power is also increased a lot.

"Huh? How does this kid know the skill of unloading and defending like this?" Feng Qingyun saw Zheng Zinuo swinging the sword like this, his pupils shrank for a while, his face was overjoyed, and he looked at it intently.

Then the third sword and the fourth sword... Each sword is driven by the right calf to drive the waist and shoulders to swing the arms, then the body leans back slightly, the left calf exerts force, and the force is relieved. The speed of each sword is faster than that of the sword. The power of a sword is stronger than that of a sword, forming a wonderful cycle. The sword shadow swung out finally turned into a helicopter propeller rotating at high speed, and the water splashed by the falling waterfall above was completely blocked by the sword flower. On the outside, it is almost watertight.

And above 95 swords, due to the astonishing speed and power, Zheng Zinuo had to urge a little zhenqi in his body to infuse his legs and arms to support him.

"Wow..." The hundredth sword was successfully swung, and when the last sword was swung, the waterfall that fell not far away was broken by the water droplets condensed on the epee in Zheng Zinuo's hand. , and Zheng Zinuo himself rose directly into the air, spun three times in the air, completely lost the force of the last sword, and then fell on the rock. He was also a little shaky and out of breath, but he didn't fall down.

After calming down his exhausted body, Zheng Zinuo barely supported his body, shouldered the sword, and turned his head to look at Feng Qingyun.