Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios Seeing Qin Feng's right hand grab at him, Qin Ming let out a long sigh of relief and said with a face full of gratitude, "Thank you, Qin Feng, for not killing me!"
"Who said I wouldn't kill you? I only wanted you to come clean and go clean! "Qin Feng pushed Qin Ming away with a hand, his expression like that of Yama.
With a thud, Qin Ming, who had just let out a sigh of relief, was so scared that his face was as white as paper. His entire body trembled as he knelt in front of Qin Feng, kowtowing and begging for mercy, "Qin Feng, Qin Feng, I beg you, I beg you, don't kill me!"
Qin Feng looked at Qin Ming's alternating joy and sorrow and said, "It's not that I can't spare you, unless …"
"Unless what! Qin Feng, I promise you no matter what! I only beg you not to kill me! "
"Unless, you're also a Sword Slave! I can't kill you two days before the Sword Trials! "
Qin Feng sneered and glared angrily at Qin Ming, who was speechless. He sneered again and said angrily, "But now, the big turtle you mentioned before has made me want to look at it. If it pleases me, perhaps I can spare your dog life!"
Faced with Qin Feng's murderous expression, Qin Ming fell to the ground with a thud and obediently lay on the ground with his head tucked in.
"Qin Ming! Do you want to be a dead turtle that doesn't know how to crawl? What kind of living turtle lies on the ground and doesn't move?! "
"Qin Feng, spare me! I'll crawl, I'll crawl!"
Qin Feng glared angrily at Qin Ming, who was pretending to be a turtle in the training field. He crawled step by step and sneered, "Qin Ming, I think you don't need to practice any sword arts anymore. Since you're so good at pretending to be a turtle, why don't you practice how to pretend to be a turtle? I'm afraid no one in the world has this ability!"
The ten Sword Slaves standing behind Qin Feng saw the scene of Qin Ming being humiliated. Although they didn't dare cheer on their faces, they were extremely excited.
The scene of Qin Feng and Qin Ming told everyone present that no matter if it was the Qin Family disciples or the ten Sword Slaves, even the lowliest life would rise.
"Young Masters of the Qin family, I'm sorry for delaying your sword practice time. Come on, you can start now!"
Qin Feng walked to the front of the Qin Clan's young masters, calling out to the young masters of the Qin Clan whose faces were already pale from fear. None of them dared to move. The scene of Qin Feng violently beating up Qin Ming earlier was still fresh in their minds, and they felt a lingering fear in their hearts.
Among the ten young masters who were practicing sword arts, Qin Ming was the one with the highest cultivation in Sword Dao, and Qin Ming was the one with the highest status in the Qin family.
In their hearts, Qin Feng could defeat Qin Ming with his own ability, so it didn't matter to them at all. As the son of the master of the Qin family, if he acted rashly, he might end up worse than Qin Ming.
In the face of a sudden disaster, self-preservation was completely reflected in them. As long as they didn't hurt themselves, they wouldn't make a move even if their companions were hurt.
Seeing the expressions on their faces, Qin Feng suddenly sighed and said, "What's going on? Don't tell me you can't even satisfy your cravings?!"
Seeing their silence, Qin Feng let out a long sigh and said, "This is really strange. Didn't you guys fight to the death for me, Qin Feng, to become a Sword Slave before?! Now, I'm standing in front of you, becoming your Sword Slave and letting you hit me, but you don't even dare! "
With that, Qin Feng stuffed the wooden sword in his hand into the hands of a young master practicing sword arts, Qin Huan, and pulled him out of the crowd, saying, "Young Master Qin Huan, come! Practice sword arts, I'm your Sword Slave now, stab me here! "
Qin Huan, who was pulled out by Qin Feng, held the wooden sword in his hand and trembled continuously, but he didn't dare to make a move.
"Just stab like this!" Qin Feng pulled Qin Huan's hand and stabbed the wooden sword directly into his own shoulder, saying, "Yes! Just like this, continue, continue! "
The training field that was previously filled with the cheers of the young masters of the Qin family was now dead silent. Qin Feng glared angrily at the young masters of the Qin family and let out another long sigh, saying, "Can someone tell me what's going on?! They're practicing with the Sword Slave, and they actually want the Sword Slave to pull them and tell them where to stab! What a joke, what a joke! "
"Young Master Qin Huan, if you don't use your full strength, just watch Qin Ming. He'll end up like you!"
With that, Qin Feng pulled Qin Huan's hand and stabbed himself with the wooden sword again.
Qin Huan, who was in a state of panic, randomly exerted his strength with this move, causing Qin Feng to feel some impact in his dantian.
"Hit! Do it! If you don't do it, I'll treat you like a Sword Slave! "
Seeing Qin Feng's actions, the young master of the Qin Clan, who wasn't dragged out by Qin Feng, not only turned pale with fright, he was also filled with doubt.
If Qin Feng was doing this to humiliate and ridicule them, why would he force Qin Huan to constantly deal heavy blows to him?
Bang, bang, bang!
Qin Huan, who was extremely terrified, closed his eyes and hit Qin Feng randomly.
When he was hit by Qin Huan, Qin Feng only felt his dantian become active, and there was a continuous impact on his dantian.
"Is this the rhythm of breaking through the sixth Dragon Vein?" Qin Feng cheered in his heart, but he pretended to be in pain.
However, as Qin Huan's skills were limited, Qin Feng continued to let him hit him. By noon, he still could not break through the sixth Dragon Vein.
Qin Feng looked up at the dazzling sunlight and said disappointedly, "Forget it, forget it, I'm not practicing anymore, I'm not practicing anymore!"
He knew that even if he practiced until the sky turned dark, he would not be able to awaken the sixth Dragon Vein on the Sinking Dragon Sword.
It had been three years, not three years, but the first time since the Qin family was founded that Qin Feng, as a Sword Slave, threw his wooden sword at a disciple practicing swordsmanship. It was also the first time a Sword Slave ordered him to end his practice.
Qin Feng knew that no matter if it was hurting Zhang Lin in the morning or defeating Qin Ming in the practice field, the Qin family would not let him off so easily.
He knew that the best way to deal with them was to be beaten up to awaken the Dragon Vein in the Sinking Dragon Sword. However, he still had to practice the swordsmanship on the Swords Formula because being beaten up was just a way to develop strength. In this world where swordsmanship was supreme, only swordsmanship could defeat them all.
At this point, Qin Feng walked straight to his usual residence. However, when he walked to the door of his residence, he saw a scene that was different from the past.
When the two guards at the door saw Qin Feng walking over from afar, if it was any other day, they would have raised their heads to the sky to show off and scold him.
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