Pa!
The wooden sword accurately hit Sun Qiang's shoulder, and the force contained in the sword instantly penetrated his muscles and bones. The soreness caused him to involuntarily grimace, and he almost screamed out loud.
"Your shoulder is too high."
Zuo Yi's cold voice sounded in his ears. He ignored the pain and quickly adjusted his posture.
When he first started practicing this "Chop", his movements could be said to be full of mistakes. The way he held the sword and the way he exerted force looked decent, but in Zuo Yi's eyes, they were all problems.
Zuo Yi's method of correction was very simple. Where Sun Qiang made a mistake, he would hit him there. Shoulders, arms, back, waist, legs. He would hit Sun Qiang until his limbs twitched and his face changed beyond recognition.
However, under this repeated "torture", his movements gradually became standard. The speed and strength of the wooden sword's chop increased little by little. Occasionally, he would even exceed his usual strength and slash with a trace of momentum.
The one who felt the most improvement was Sun Qiang himself. He realized that Zuo Yi's slaps were not just punishment. The strength of the slaps was always just right to break the stiffness of his muscles, allowing his next movement to be more natural and smooth.
Sun Qiang also realized that this "Chop" was very compatible with the Body Refining Technique movements he had been practicing before.
This discovery made him happy. He completely forgot the pain and exhaustion in his body. While sweating profusely, he slashed the wooden sword at the sword puppet again and again.
"Chop!"
The blade slashed at the sword puppet and bounced off the thick rubber skin, leaving a shallow mark.
Sun Qiang did not know when, but Zuo Yi's wooden sword had stopped slapping his body. He gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength, treating the wooden puppet in front of him as a delinquent who bullied him. He swung his sword, swung his sword, swung his sword again and again!
Until his sword was blocked by someone.
"Enough."
Zuo Yi said, "Take a break first."
Sun Qiang stopped his practice in a daze. Only then did he notice that his whole body was soaked in sweat. Even the floor around him was dripping with sweat.
An indescribable grief pervaded his entire body. His limbs and bones couldn't help but tremble. The wooden sword in his hand became incomparably heavy, and he was almost unable to hold it.
His knees went soft, and the little fatty sat down on the ground, panting weakly as if his bones and tendons had been sucked out.
He had never been so tired in his life. He felt as if his body no longer belonged to him.
Right now, Student Xiao Qiang only wanted to lie on the ground and never get up again.
Pa!
However, before he could lie down, Zuo Yi patted him on the back with his sword. "Get up and walk a few steps. Go drink two cups of salt water."
He was simply a demon!
Sun Qiang, who was on the verge of paralysis, wanted to cry but had no tears. He felt like dying.
However, an inexplicable force suddenly appeared in his body, supporting him to crawl up from the ground.
"Brother Sun Qiang, you can do it!"
At this moment, a heavenly voice entered Student Xiao Qiang's ears, making his whole body tremble.
Sun Qiang turned his head and saw Bao 'er waving at him to encourage him.
Angel!
The little fatty grinned and nodded his head vigorously.
Pa!
He was hit on the head again.
Great Demon King Zuo Yi said, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and walk two rounds! "
Student Xiao Qiang immediately covered his head and scurried away.
After chasing away the little fatty, Zuo Yi put the wooden sword back on the sword rack. He took a bottle of mineral water and drank two mouthfuls.
He smiled and asked, "Bao 'er, are you bored?"
Just now, when he was guiding Sun Qiang in sword practice, Bao 'er had been obediently sitting by the window with Teck in his arms.
Bao 'er shook her head.
She jumped down from the stool and put Teck on the ground. She said, "Dad, Brother Sun Qiang is so pitiful."
She saw that the little fatty was about to cry from being tortured.
Zuo Yi said seriously, "Only through hardship can one rise above others. If he doesn't want to be bullied by others, then he has to learn to endure hardship."
Teck: Woof!
The Great Demon King's words made sense. Scum, scum should be like this!
Unlike a naturally noble Transcendent Magical Beast like him, who could increase his strength by lying down and eating, he could easily crush scum.
Bao 'er thought about it and felt that her father's words made sense. She asked, "Dad, can you teach me swordsmanship?"
Zuo Yi was surprised. "You want to learn swordsmanship?"
"Yes."
Bao 'er nodded and blinked her big eyes. She asked, "Can I?"
Woof!
Teck came over and rubbed his head against her calf, wagging his tail quickly.
Why do you want to learn swordsmanship? I will protect you. If anyone dares to bully you, I will eat them all!
"Atay, be a good boy."
Bao 'er gave him a pat on the head, but she insisted on her idea. "Dad?"
"Okay."
Zuo Yi thought that teaching Bao 'er swordsmanship was not a bad idea. She would definitely be by his side during this period of time. Practicing swordsmanship would not be so boring, and it would also have the effect of training her body.
However, she was only four years old now. Her bones and muscles had not yet grown. Learning swordsmanship would be very important.
After thinking for a while, Zuo Yi quickly made a decision.
He took out a piece of Dragon Blood Wood from his Space Ring.
This piece of Dragon Blood Wood was less than a meter long and about four fingers wide. It was square and dark red in color. Its surface was densely covered with fine veins that resembled meridians. It was luxurious and beautiful.
Zuo Yi took out a dagger and began to cut this piece of Dragon Blood Wood.
He wanted to make a suitable wooden sword for Bao 'er.
Dragon Blood Wood was a strange tree that grew on the carcass of a dragon. Its growth cycle was extremely slow, and it needed at least a hundred years to form a basic material. After that, it would not grow more than an inch in ten years.
The piece of Dragon Blood Wood in Zuo Yi's hands was at least three hundred years old!
In the world of Sadeya, Dragon Blood Wood was an extremely rare material. Magi used it to make bracelets, bracelets, necklaces, scepters, or to cast high-grade spells.
Accessories made of dragonblood wood had the effect of calming one's mind and adjusting one's Physique. When worn, they could also nullify or weaken curse-type spells. Dragonblood wood scepters could increase the power of many spells, which was why they were loved by Magi.
The piece of Dragon Blood Wood that Zuo Yi used to make a wooden sword was sold for more than three thousand law gold coins in Sadeya. According to the conversion rate of one law gold coin to eighty thousand dollars, the material alone was worth 240 million dollars.
240 million dollars!
Zuo Yi's current bank account and mobile payment account probably did not even have 2400 dollars left.
Although the laws of the two worlds were different and could not be directly compared, the value of Dragon Blood Wood was undeniably high. If the Magi of Sadeya knew that Zuo Yi used such precious Dragon Blood Wood to make a wooden sword, they would probably vomit three liters of blood.
What a waste of natural resources!
This was because there were many materials better than Dragon Blood Wood to make a wooden sword, but they were much, much cheaper!
However, Zuo Yi did not have such cheap materials in his space ring.
He wanted to keep a low profile, but his strength did not allow him to do so!
In just a few minutes, a wooden sword embryo was formed in Zuo Yi's hands.
The material of Dragon Blood Wood was very strange. Apart from its magical properties, it was also extremely hard. It was not afraid of being cut by weapons, burned by fire, or corroded by water. Moreover, the longer it was stored, the harder it became. However, its weight was not much different from ordinary wood.
This was one of the main reasons why Zuo Yi used Dragon Blood Wood to make a wooden sword for Bao 'er – it was very light.
As for the craftsmanship required to make a wooden sword, that was one of his strengths.
Zuo Yi had once been trapped in the ruins of a special plane for twenty years. There, he obtained the inheritance of a master craftsman, and mastered all the skills of crafting, engraving, and enchantment. He had the ability to make exclusive runic weapons.
Runic weapons could also be classified as creations of the laws. However, there was a fundamental difference between the two. Magi also had the ability to make runic weapons, but Zuo Yi could not make a single law coin, which was the lowest grade of law creations.
Although Magi looked down on runic weapons and did not even think that they were creations of the laws, they had a wide range of uses and were much more cost-effective than law creations.
The materials that Zuo Yi had stored in his Space-Teleportation Ring were reserved for making rune celestial devices at critical moments.
For all he knew, they might be able to save his life in a dangerous situation.
However, now that Zuo Yi had returned to the Blue Star World, whether or not these materials would be of use in the future was a huge problem.
Taking out a piece of Dragon Blood Wood to make a wooden sword for Bao 'er, he did not have the slightest psychological burden.
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