"Good boy, you're bold but careful."
The old man didn't want to miss it this time. He paid close attention to Du Feng's every move. With a light leap, the young man jumped a long distance into the water. Immediately, four swordsmen emerged from the ground and attacked from below.
"Come on!"
Du Feng shouted and jumped into the air. With his feet up and his head down, he quickly waved the Dragon Sword in his hand. There was a series of clanging sounds, and the swords in the hands of the four swordsmen were all cut into pieces.
'Uh … It seems like bullying.'
Du Feng's original intention was to push aside the four swords and attack with his left hand. However, he didn't expect his Dragon Sword to be too sharp. In addition, his arm strength was especially strong, so he broke the opponent's swords. Since the swords were broken, there was no need to be polite. With another wave of the sword, four heads flew out.
It wasn't until all four swordsmen were killed and turned into parts that Du Feng landed on the ground. He quickly reached out and grabbed the four metal heads in the air. When he looked at them, they were indeed hollow. He didn't know why these things disappeared as soon as they landed on the ground.
Du Feng didn't think it was a big deal. He was about to throw them on the ground when he heard the swordman in the Dragon Sword say, "Master, can you leave them for me?"
'What's going on? Are these things really useful for swordsmen?' 'Since he said so, he might as well keep them.' However, Du Feng had another concern. He would be punished by the sect if he did so. After all, this was the public property of the sect. Taking away the parts could be considered destroying public property.
The sword pagoda was such an important place. It was impossible for there to be no surveillance. It was better to be careful. Thinking of this, Du Feng threw down three metal heads and used the Dragon Sword to cut the remaining one into iron wires. In the process of cutting, the iron wires were absorbed bit by bit.
'Uh …' The old man was speechless when he saw Du Feng's behavior. He said that he was bold but careful, but he was too bold.
Actually, it didn't matter if the swordsman's head was cut into iron wires. As long as it fell to the ground, it could be reassembled. The problem was that after it was cut into iron wires, it was absorbed. In this way, it would cause damage to the components in the sword pagoda. However, such a small loss was nothing to the sword pagoda. However, this wouldn't do in the long run. The Swordsman inside would weaken and even cause their levels to drop.
"Brat, do you think this old man is blind? Don't do it again."
Alright, Du Feng had just stolen a little bit of iron wire and was thinking that he could use this method to infinitely improve the Dragon Riding Sword. However, as soon as it was implemented, it was warned by the old man guarding the tower.
"Uh … disciple will remember!"
Since he had been discovered, he could not continue stealing. Du Feng could only obediently fight the swordsman. Fighting a swordsman was not without its benefits. For example, the number one swordsman would receive five contribution points for every kill. On the other hand, he could only earn two or three Contribution Points by completing the missions outside. In comparison, the sword pagoda was much more enjoyable.
In addition, Du Feng found another problem. Although he could not purposely steal the metal from the Swordsman, he could not. Although he could not deliberately steal the metal from the swordsman, the Dragon Riding Sword would more or less absorb some of the metal powder when it struck the swordsman. The accumulation of the powder would be helpful in improving the sword's quality.
Slashing was a normal confrontation. Even if the old man guarding the tower discovered it, he would not stop it. After all, he could not let Du Feng fight the swordsman empty-handed. That would be too unfair.
As expected, after Du Feng stopped trying to trick him, the old man didn't say anything anymore. He attacked again. This time, he attracted six shocking swordsman. After a series of frenzied slashes that resembled a whirlwind sweeping away the fallen leaves, another 30 Contribution Points were obtained.
Tsk, tsk, tsk … It was not difficult to earn Contribution Points. After killing for a while on the first floor of the sword pagoda, Du Feng had already obtained more than 100 Contribution Points. If he continued like this, he would be able to earn more than 1,000 Contribution Points.
1,000 Contribution Points could be exchanged for a mid-grade sword manual on the first floor at the Immortal Secret Pavilion. The mid-grade sword manual in the Immortal Secret Pavilion was not to be underestimated. Even inner sect disciples had to save up for several years to exchange for one manual. With a mid-grade sword manual, coupled with a nimble body movement technique, one's combat strength could be greatly improved.
That's right. Why not use this opportunity to practice body movement techniques? Du Feng had not spent much time learning the Red Leaf Body Movement Technique. It just so happened that the hall on the first floor of the sword pagoda was quite spacious. Moreover, there were swordsmen constantly attacking, so he could practice it.
Since Du Feng had a strong foundation, he began to practice in the sword pagoda. After all, he had just tried out the Red Leaf Body Movement Technique. He was not familiar with it at first and was slashed by the swordsmen several times. Fortunately, the Dragon Riding Sword blocked in time.
What was going on? The old man guarding the tower thought that Du Feng would have no problem passing the first floor of the sword pagoda. However, for some reason, his body movement technique suddenly deteriorated. He could not dodge in time and was almost injured by the swordsmen. What was this brat doing? Was he out of stamina? Did he interact too much with the three senior sisters of the Red Leaves Hall at night and become a soft-footed shrimp during the day?
Sigh …
The old man guarding the tower sighed. Originally, he had been quite optimistic about Du Feng. Lust was like a knife above the head. A good young man was ruined just like that. It was not his fault. After all, he was the only male disciple of the Red Leaves Hall. The young man was handsome, so it was natural for him to be popular.
If Du Feng knew what the old man was thinking, he would probably be depressed to the point of vomiting blood. He had not become a soft-footed shrimp at all. He was only here to test his new body movement technique. It was inevitable that he would make mistakes when he was not familiar with it at the beginning. When he tested his new body movement technique, he would find an open space to practice. He actually dared to practice under the situation of being surrounded by swordsmen. He was really not afraid of death.
The old man was a little disappointed. He put down the mirror and rested for a while. However, it did not take long for him to pick it up again. Because Du Feng had not escaped, it was unlikely that he would die on the first floor of the tower. If that was the case, Hong Xiuzhen would probably be sad. The male disciple she had just accepted was not bad. It would be a pity if he died.
"Hey, he seems to have improved."
However, the old man saw that Du Feng could already nimbly dodge the attacks of the swordsmen. The body movement he used was clearly the Red Leaf Body Movement Technique that Hong Xiuzhen was best at. It was like a maple leaf dancing in the strong wind, or a small boat rippling in the strong wind and waves. No matter how fierce the enemy's attack was, he was so light that he was not hit.
Sigh, I'm really muddle-headed. I can't even see this!
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