Reflect the world

Chapter 73 Awakening and Polishing

Yuan Hong was placed across Gai Nie's knees, his gaze was straight ahead, the hair hanging from his forehead hid his sharp eyes that were too much, anyone who looked at them could hardly bear that gaze.

After the sword fight with Wei Zhuang, this kind of gaze has improved, and it is no longer so sharp, but this does not mean that the strength of this superb swordsman has declined.

On the contrary, it's like putting a peerless divine sword into its sheath, which usually doesn't show its sharpness, but once it's out of the sheath, it will definitely shock the world.

"Everyone will have his secrets, and the Mohists will always have all kinds of secrets left behind for hundreds of years."

Tang Xuanming scratched his head, he didn't expect Gai Nie to say that, he even thought of the reason, but Gai Nie didn't care, it was like a powerful sword was swung in the air, it was very uncomfortable.

"Brother Nie, do you have any suggestions? Recently, I feel that my internal strength has accumulated to a threshold, and I can't cross it no matter what?"

Gai Nie finally turned his head to look at this Mohist tycoon who was becoming more and more incomprehensible to him, and stared at him for a long time. When Tang Xuanming felt a little uncomfortable, Gai Nie said in a deep voice: "I don't know which Mohism you have practiced. A secret technique, now your physique is strong, your energy and blood are vigorous, even more terrifying than that talented young man from the Xiang family."

"It's simply incomprehensible. With the support of such a vigorous physique, the progress of internal strength is also advancing by leaps and bounds. Although your comprehension was extremely high at the beginning, your roots were not outstanding."

"Looking at it now, you are a once-in-a-thousand-year martial arts prodigy. I might not even know your future achievements."

Tang Xuanming was overjoyed, tried to put on a calm face, and said indifferently: "It's far worse than Brother Nie, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning."

In fact, I couldn't be more happy in my heart, if it wasn't for the fear of losing face to the Mu family leader, I would have looked up to the sky and laughed three times.

Gai Nie took a deep look at him, which made Tang Xuanming's heart shudder. The calm tone of this man known as the Sword Master surprised Tang Xuanming.

"You're improving too fast, it's not a good thing, you never dragged me to a sword fight before."

"Because at that time I knew I couldn't beat it!"

Tang Xuanming sneered, trying to alleviate the increasingly tense atmosphere between the two, but Gai Nie said word by word: "No, it's because your spirit is getting higher and higher. Although I don't know who gave you confidence, but You seem to think that you are number one in the world."

"Peng!"

Yuan Hong, who was lying on Gai Nie's knee, suddenly bounced up and hit Tang Xuanming's throat with a swish.

A drop of bright red blood fell on the stairs, Tang Xuanming was shocked and didn't react at all.

He looked at the sword on his throat in disbelief. To be precise, it was a scabbard. The second most famous sword in the world, Yuan Hong, hadn't been unsheathed. Just a scabbard broke Tang Xuanming's body. defense.

Letting his self-confessed body of steel bleed, Ge Nie calmly withdrew his sword, stood up, and turned to walk towards his room.

But his words came into Tang Xuanming's ears clearly.

"Your sword is too floating, and your moves are no longer as rigorous as before. If you continue like this, you are no longer worthy of holding a sword, and you will go to the road like Wei Zhuang. You can't see yourself or others clearly..."

Tang Xuanming sat there in a daze, still remembering that brilliant sword light in his mind, Ge Nie's words hit his heart hard, making him reflect involuntarily.

He has been practicing sword these days, but he is not as serious as when he just came to this world and had no one to rely on.

It was more like completing a task. He no longer savored various moves carefully, no longer looked for flaws in his hands, but just repeatedly waved the sword in his hand almost numbly.

"Am I really floating?"

Touching the insignificant wound on the throat, at this moment there is no blood oozing there, the wound is locked by strong muscles under the support of the body forged by the Ant Emperor's method.

Bits of Qi and blood gathered there, where a tiny sword mark had disappeared. If Gai Nie saw this scene, he would definitely be surprised, unable to comprehend, redefining Tang Xuanming's strength, but unfortunately he has already closed the door, destined to see This scene is gone.

Tang Xuexuan laughed at himself while holding the Momei sword that was half-raised and had no chance to get out of its sheath.

"It's still a long way off!"

I don't know if I'm laughing at his sword technique or his ant emperor technique, or both.

After Tang Xuanming stood on the stairs for a while, he walked silently to his room, raised the Momei sword in his hand, and practiced the Mohist swordsmanship and vertical swordsmanship over and over again.

Gai Nie taught him a lesson. He recalled afterwards that Gai Nie's sword was not fast. With his extremely strong physique, he could also unleash that sword, even faster.

But the ordinary sword was handed to him in such a way that he didn't have the slightest chance to react. Although there was a reason for Ge Nie's sudden strike, it was more due to his own shortcomings.

Compared to the battle between Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang, the speed of this sword can be said to be as slow as a snail.

"With reliance, will you not be so focused on practicing swords?"

"Gai Nie gave me a sword today. He won't kill me. If it's a swordsman in the Jianghu, what if it's Wei Zhuang?"

Amidst the cold sweat, Tang Xuanming ruled out all thoughts and concentrated all his energy on the sword. He didn't stop dancing the sword until the moon was in the middle of the sky, climbed to the top of the inn, and began to breathe and breathe out the essence of the stars. .

There was still a pale golden brilliance blooming in his body, but Tang Xuanming was not as happy as usual in his heart.

Gai Nie's sword gave him too many surprises and accidents. It was just Yuanhong that had not been drawn out of its sheath, tearing his defense apart with that ray of sword energy.

The martial arts he is proud of is far behind the top figures.

"Gai Nie has already seen all this in his eyes. He has already seen it when he left the Mohist Trick City. It was just that he was fleeing at that time and it was not suitable for him to point it out directly. Therefore, he only handed out his sword until now."

This thought flashed in his mind, and he fell into a deep-level practice in deep thought.

……

After Gai Nie returned to the room, the room that originally belonged to him, Ban Master, Gao Jianli, and Xue Nu were all in it, and they all looked at Gai Nie expectantly.

Gai Nie nodded, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Xuanming began to practice martial arts and studied a little erratically, and he himself may not know it, but the master class, Gao Jianli and others who get along with him day and night clearly see it in their eyes.

But it would be embarrassing to point out Tang Xuanming's words based on their status. In any case, Tang Xuanming is a Mohist tycoon, and they should obey the tycoon instead of letting them point and point at the Mohist tycoon.

Only then did Gai Nie strike the sword.

　emmm, let’s add another chapter to Double Eleven, and ask for a recommendation ticket by the way.

　　


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