Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 366 The system said, you should admit it
"This……"

Han Tianfeng blushed and was stunned.

In this trial, I originally wanted to give the opponent a blow, so that other Tianjiao could have a chance to get ten gold medals, so that they could firmly suppress the gold medals in the opponent's hand.

But did not expect.

It was this kid who wrote the most astonishing words?

This Nima!
Really Almighty?

But in this world, how could there be such a proud person?
Han Tianfeng's heart trembled slightly, but he still didn't give up.

"So it was really the thirteenth son who did it?"

"Since this is the case, the pen and ink in the heart of the thirteenth son must be as vast as the sea. Don't you just stop at this one?"

Han Tianfeng smiled slightly, showing sharpness in his tone.

"Yes, I think the thirteenth son is extremely talented. Since he can write such words and sentences, he can write more."

"These words are indeed amazing, but the most important thing in this trial is to test the sword intent in it. Although it continues to be weak, it is obviously a sword intent tribe."

"Young Master Thirteen, you seem to have lost."

"Unless, you can write more words and sentences that contain sword intent!"

The five elders had a tacit understanding and directly upgraded the difficulty.

Sword Intent!

This kind of thing is revealed at will, and it cannot be shown deliberately, and it is even more impossible to hide it perfectly.

The meaning is the movement of the heart!
What is revealed between the thoughts and the pen and ink is the awe-inspiring sword energy in his chest.

Although in that sentence, there is indeed a big heart of Dao Zhi Jian, but in just a few sentences, it can't really show it.

If it was a written test of sword intent, Ying Zige would definitely lose.

The reason why he was given another chance was because everyone was too shocked just now. If they didn't give him a chance, it would be difficult to end.

【Ah!It turned out to be a competition of sword intent. 】

【There is no trace of this thing, it cannot be imitated, and it cannot be vented. 】

[My whole process and various sword techniques all come from the system, not from the heart at all, let alone the way of the sword that I realized, has a fart sword intent? 】

[This time, it's a little troublesome. 】

Ying Zige frowned, and suddenly understood.

These elders obviously want to give themselves a blow.

If he really loses, how can he lie down comfortably in the future?

"Ding!"

"System prompt: It is detected that the host is entangled in the sword intent, the system is in season, and the horse is galloping..."

【hiss! 】

Ying Zige's eyes lit up.

【Come, come, finally come. 】

[I said Brother System, you should have taken the initiative just now, and let me take the initiative to remind you? 】

[Hurry up and pass it on to Lao Tzu's infinite sword intent, let me directly blind their eyes. 】

[Let them know what it means to have sword energy in your chest. 】

Ying Zige stood proudly, at this moment he directly chose to despise the world.

There is a brother from the system to support us, that's how tough it is.

"Ding!"

"System prompt: The system is coming at a gallop, and then it will pass by the host cursingly, leaving the host alone in the wind."

boom!
In an instant, like a set of nine-day thunder, it circled down and hit Ying Zige directly on the forehead.

Ying Zige was dumbfounded.

Couldn't come back to God for a long time.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Did you hear it right?
The system just brushed past me?

The sense of the picture, and the messy picture in the wind that followed, the prediction was accurate.

In other words, this is the first time the system has broken down.

Could it be that the so-called sword intent has touched the field where the system is not on-site?
[System system, you fucking come out and explain it to me. 】

[What is passing by?What does it mean to leave me alone in the wind? 】

Ying Zige decided to ask for clarification.

"Ding!"

"System prompt: The sword intent comes from the heart, and it flows endlessly in the heart. It cannot be created or destroyed, but it comes from the heart."

"Even if it is a system, the rules of heaven cannot be changed at will."

"Forcibly changing the host's sword intent is to forcibly change the host's original intention. Once the original intention is changed, it is against the law of heaven, and gods and ghosts will not tolerate it..."

【speak English! 】

"Ding! Host, don't think about it, you don't have this thing at all, admit it."

Whisper!
Ying Zige almost spit out a mouthful of old blood on the spot, and his whole body was in a mess in the wind?
It was like being in the middle of a storm, with a deep sense of helplessness.

You listen to you listen.

The system actually persuaded myself to admit it?
How can there be such a system in this world? !
It is simply a disgrace in the system world.

[This will be troublesome, which means that this time I will lose. 】

[But when did I admit that I was cowardly? 】

[This time, I have to win no matter what. 】

【Otherwise, how can I lie flat with peace of mind? 】

【If the system doesn't help me lie down with peace of mind, then I can't lie down with peace of mind?It's man-made. 】

Ying Zige's blood boiled in his heart.

Quickly looking for a solution.

All of a sudden, his eyes lit up.

The corners of the mouth turned up, turning into the Crooked Mouth Dragon King again.

Once the crooked mouth dragon king comes out, no grass will grow, and everything will be accomplished!
"Young man, are you willing to try again?"

With a kind tone, Han Tianfeng handed out a writing brush with a smile.

Everyone's eyes fell on Ying Zige's face in an instant.

There was a burst of slander.

This kid, really has the face to take this pen?

Elder Han Tianfeng has made it very clear just now that this kid is lacking in sword intent.

As we all know, the sword intent comes from the heart, even if he writes it over and over again, even if he writes a hundred and eight thousand words, the sword intent will never improve in the end.

It will only be self-defeating.

"Okay, come on then."

A wicked smile appeared on Ying Zige's face, and he immediately took the pen.

He swaggered to the desk and picked up a blank bamboo slip.

Then he raised his finger, but the brush hovered in the air, and did not fall for a long time.

The time for half a stick of incense passed quickly.

The time for a stick of incense passed quickly.

The time for two sticks of incense...

He held his breath and stared straight at the blank bamboo slip, his eyes became sharper.

But the pen did not fall down anyway.

It looks like it has become a high mountain, which cannot be blown down by the wind, and even the gods cannot shake it.

Seeing this momentum, the faces of those Tianjiao who were full of ridicule just now suddenly changed.

It always feels like something is not right.

"This momentum! Is it really a waste?"

"No! Why do I feel that his whole body is sharp? He seems to be facing a magic weapon?"

"I also have this feeling?"

"I even felt a chill down my back..."

"My hairs are standing on end."

"I've seen a sharp weapon of a magic soldier before. After being stained with blood, it burst out with this kind of momentum."

"What exactly is going on?"

"Could it be, can he really..."

At this moment, those Tianjiao were completely brought into the immersive rhythm of the performance.

(End of this chapter)