Douluo: Martial Soul Sword Immortal, a hundred battles become a poem!

Chapter 6 Natural Sword Type
"Huh, don't think you're the only one who knows better."

"Okay, I'm just being sentimental."

Li Qiu shook his head slightly, but did not expose Qian Renxue's aggressive words.

In fact, ever since he awakened the Sword Immortal Martial Spirit, he has become more aware of the objects, things, and people around him.

Qian Renxue's talent is indeed very good, and her martial spirit is also very powerful.

But Li Qiu could tell at a glance that she had no attainments in swordsmanship, and at best she could only get a glimpse of it.

After saying that, Li Qiu turned around and continued practicing his sword.

"Shh! Shh!"

But I saw that his body was like a dragon, and he was as powerful as a swimming dragon.

The light of the sword is like lightning, and the speed is as fast as lightning.

Qian Renxue's face was not very good, and she felt a little annoyed in her heart, but she was unwilling to admit defeat. She could only grit her teeth and continue to watch him practice the sword.

However, Li Qiu seemed to have forgotten such a person. He just concentrated on practicing his sword and never talked to her again.

for a long time.

As the sky gradually darkened, Li Qiu put away Qingfeng, raised his head, and looked calmly at Qian Renxue, who was standing motionless.

"How long have you been watching?"

"I didn't leave at all."

"Don't you disdain my swordsmanship?"

"Hmph, by the way...your swordsmanship isn't very good either." Qian Renxue said with a straight face, but she didn't mean what she meant.

Well, through observing the sword at close range, she finally understood how big the gap was between herself and Li Qiu.

In one stroke of the sword, she was like a three-year-old child, while Li Qiu was an adult.

She wasn't very jealous, she was just envious.

I heard my grandpa say that some people are born with swordsmanship geniuses. Such people are collectively called "natural swordsmen"!
It was obvious that Li Qiu was born with a sword and was a unique swordsman.

"Then why are you watching?"

"If you don't look at me, how do you know I'm looking at you?" Qian Renxue turned away.

Li Qiu nodded and smiled: "I said, I will come here to practice swordsmanship in the future, so will you come to see me in the future?"

"There's actually nothing to see."

"Okay, see you then."

Li Qiu crossed her position and left slowly with a group of guards.

Seeing that the other party was so decisive, Qian Renxue panicked for no reason. She shouted at his back:

"Hey, can you not be that woman's adopted son?"

"Are you kidding? If I'm not the Pope's adopted son, how can I survive?"

"I, I...I can protect you!"

Li Qiu waved without looking back and left one sentence:

"talk later."

Watching the opponent's back disappear completely, Qian Renxue gritted her teeth and clenched her fists slightly.

She persuaded him with good intentions, because she knew best what kind of person her mother was.

If Li Qiu stayed with her mother all year round, she might die violently one day.

It turned out that this kid was good. Not only did he not appreciate it, he refused so coolly.

"Asshole, I will definitely set off firecrackers when you die!"

……

The next day was another snowy day.

In the blink of an eye, it was time for the canonization ceremony.

In the Holy Son's Hall, with the help of the maid, Li Qiu had put on the luxurious and noble clothes.

His appearance was naturally good, with a face like a crown of jade and lips painted with elixir. Now that he had been carefully groomed, he showed even more elegance.

Although he is only six years old, he is already fully capable of the word "beautiful man".

"Your Highness the Holy Son, the time is almost up."

"Yeah." Li Qiu responded with a nasal tone, and then walked out of the room.

At the door of the room, two rows of guards were already standing, each of them standing upright with expressionless faces, like statues.

For now, his so-called adoptive mother is actually pretty good to him. Li Qiu didn't feel that he deserved it, because his talent was worthy of this treatment.

"We will defend His Royal Highness the Holy Son to the death!"

"Well, let's go."

"As ordered!"

The guard waved the spear in his hand with a powerful momentum.

Wherever they passed, no one dared to look directly at them, they just stood aside with their heads lowered.

"Wow! Did you see that, that is His Royal Highness the Holy Son? He is so handsome!"

"I wonder what kind of sister His Royal Highness the Son of God likes?"

"Why is it a sister? Why can't it be a sister?"

"Hey, His Royal Highness the Son is only six years old. He must like his sister!"

"Ugh."

"Xiao Zhang, I heard that you recently partnered with someone to buy a college to teach students. Is it true?"

The young woman named Xiao Zhang nodded, "Yes, but what a pity."

"It's no pity. His Royal Highness the Holy Son will definitely not go to your academy."

Several maids began to comfort her, which was enough to see the deep love between sisters.

"I am running a primary school, and His Royal Highness, of course, will not go there." Principal Xiao Zhang's eyes were dark, and he sighed with pity:

"I'm just sorry that His Highness the Son doesn't like playing football."

"why?"

"If he loved playing football, he would have built the stadium."

"and then?"

"Then he can set it up in my elementary school."

……

Today's canonization ceremony saw many prominent figures, from the upper three sects, the lower four sects, and the two major empires.

There were also some fragmented forces who all reported on time and the seats were packed.

Bibi Dong stood on the high platform, followed by General Hengha beside her.

"I am very grateful to you all for coming to attend the canonization ceremony of my Wuhun Palace today. I would like to thank you in advance."

"His Majesty the Pope is too polite. The Holy Son has been established in Wuhun Palace for a long time, which is also a blessing for me, Douluo Continent."

"It's absolutely true, what Sect Master Li said is absolutely true!"

Behind the scenes, Li Qiu watched all this with calm eyes.

There was still no fluctuation in his heart, and this situation had long been expected by him.

These are all old Jianghu people. They clearly hate Wuhun Palace in their hearts, but on the outside they smile more sincerely than anyone else.

"What's going on in your mind?"

"Ok?"

Li Qiu was slightly startled and turned around subconsciously.

Qian Renxue's eyes were evasive, "Um...I didn't come here specifically to see you. I was just afraid that if you haven't experienced such a big scene, you would embarrass my Spirit Hall later."

"Don't worry, I'm not a fool who just cries when something happens."

Li Qiu smiled calmly, but still did not choose to expose her duplicity.

"It sounds like I'm going to cry."

Qian Renxue is a very proud woman. She came to Li Qiu's position and looked at the sea of ​​people outside.

"Hey, all the respectable people from the mainland are here. You won't be nervous later, right?"

"No. If you are afraid that I will be nervous, why not come with me?"

"Okay, then... let's forget it."

Qian Renxue suddenly remembered something, and there was a hint of self-mockery in her eyes.

"Why, are you afraid that you will make a fool of yourself?" Li Qiu asked knowingly.

"That's not the case. I just, just...she doesn't want me to appear in public, let alone the world knowing that I exist."

(End of this chapter)