Luo Haoyu took the sword and looked at it seriously.
The sword is about 6 inches long, 2 inches wide, and half a centimeter thick. The hilt is about 3 inches long, 1.5 inches wide, and half a centimeter thick.
On one side of the sword, there is a crescent moon, on the other side are three stars. On the hilt, there is the word "moon" and the word "star".
"What a good sword, it seems like your luck is pretty good. Since you have taken an immortal as your master and can practice martial arts, you must work hard in the future and not disappoint the immortal."
"Also, this year's clan competition is about to start, I hope you can participate!"
"Yes, grandfather."
"Cousin Ping, can I take a look at your sword?"
After Luo Yuntian woke up and saw Luo Ping taking out the sword, he couldn't help but ask. After all, it is a rare opportunity to look at a treasure given by an immortal.
"Here, Brother Yuntian, take it and take a look. Anyone who wants to take a look can take a look."
"Thank you, Cousin Ping."
"Cousin Ping is the best."
"Of course, Cousin Ping knows how to share since young."
"Right, we must all learn from Cousin Ping in the future."
Luo Ping, "…"
At this moment, other than a few elders in the conference hall who can still maintain their composure, the third generation youths have already gathered together to study the Crescent Tristar Sword.
"Big brother, can you tell what grade of weapon this sword is?"
Luo Yunfei stared at the sword and asked without blinking.
"I am not sure either, but I feel that it is more powerful than a first-rate weapon. Could it be a nuclear weapon?"
Luo Yuntian was at a loss.
"Aren't weapons only divided into third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, pinnacle, and peerless weapons? What kind of weapon is a nuclear weapon? "
Luo Yunyue innocently asked.
"Nuclear weapon … actually, I don't know what kind of weapon it is. I was just saying, maybe there will be one in the future."
Luo Yunyue, "…"
"Let me try it with my Aqua Light Sword and I will know."
Luo Yunfei pulled out the sword on his back, eager to try.
"Okay, let's do it!"
Luo Yuntian replied, and the two brothers held the sword and slashed.
With a clang, the Aqua Light Sword was split into two from the middle. The front half of the sword fell to the ground.
"It can't be, right? Although my 'Water Light Sword' isn't a first-rate weapon, it's still one of the best among second-rate weapons. How could it be so easily cut apart? If you don't seek death, you won't die! "
Luo Yunfei had a bitter look on his face, while the others were secretly laughing.
'Fortunately, I didn't use my sword to test it.'
'It's a good thing that Yunfei beat me to it, or else my sword would've been destroyed.'
At this moment, the happiest person was none other than the owner of the sword, our Young Master Ping.
"Old man Master really didn't lie to me. This treasured sword is actually so powerful. It seems like old man Master really dotes on me."
He still remembered the words his master said when he gave him the sword.
"This small sword is called the 'Slanting Moon Tristar Sword'. Don't be fooled by its small size, it is very famous where we come from. Now that its power has been sealed by me, it can only display its most basic functions. But for you, it is enough to save your life. When you become a Xiantian Martial King, Master will help you remove the seal. At that time, you will be invincible. "
"Alright, we've seen enough. Let's disperse. You can all go about your own business."
Seeing that everyone had calmed down, Luo Haoyu finally spoke.
"Father is right. Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, both of you should go back. I'm really sorry for wasting your time."
Luo Mingshuang said.
"Second brother, what are you talking about? We are all family, what's there to be sorry about? Then we will go back. "
The first wife still had a smile on her face, then she left.
Fourth Madame also followed closely behind and left with her three children.
Luo Haoyu walked down from his seat and said "Cultivate well" again. Then he quickly left the conference hall.
At this time, only Luo Ping's family of three were left in the hall.
"Let's go back."
Luo Mingshuang was very excited at this time. Both mother and daughter nodded and then the three of them left the conference hall.
After returning to his residence, Luo Ping returned to his room. After closing the door, he took out the 'Slanting Moon Tristar Sword' again and observed it.
"There's nothing special about it. Why is it so sharp? Master is indeed Master. Even a random treasure sword that he gave me is so powerful. I must work hard to cultivate and not disappoint Master. "
At this moment, if the crazy old man was here, he would definitely knock on his head. How could this treasure sword be casually given away? This sword was his most precious treasure. If he didn't like this disciple of his so much, he really wouldn't be willing to give it away.
Putting away the sword, he recalled the experiences of the past twelve years. It was like a dream, and he suddenly woke up. After waking up, he had become a martial arts genius. Not only could he practice martial arts, but he had also worshipped an immortal as his master. It was really fate making fools of people!
"Since the heavens have given me another chance to practice martial arts, I must work hard and win back all the time I have wasted. Since I am a rare genius, I must display my talent and not lose to anyone."
Luo Ping's body emitted a sense of lofty aspiration. His blood was boiling in his body. He could only prove it with his actions.
Leaving the room, Luo Ping came to the training ground. Under the sunlight, he began to run around the training ground. At first, his speed was not very fast but after a few rounds, his speed gradually increased.
However, he didn't use a movement technique because he needed to train his muscles. Once he used a movement technique, it wouldn't be effective.
Because he ate the old man's' Foundation Pill ', his physique changed. Luo Ping ran around the training ground for thirty rounds before he couldn't take it anymore and stopped.
"Huff, huff …"
Slowly taking deep breaths, Luo Ping was sweating profusely. However, he felt unprecedentedly comfortable as if his body was filled with explosive power.
After resting for an incense's time on the stone bench, Luo Ping began to walk towards the wooden dummy. He didn't need to practice hand techniques, footwork, or leg techniques. He only needed to train his muscles so he chose a fixed dummy.
"Hah, hah, hah …"
The powerful shouts lingered in the martial arts field for a long time, lasting for an hour.
Luo Ping stopped again and rested on the stone bench for an incense's time. Then, he looked at the stone dummy at the edge of the training ground …
Night fell. Luo Ping didn't return to his room. Instead, he lay on the stone table and slept. When he woke up in the middle of the night, he continued to train.
Birds chirped, fishes and prawns floated. The eastern horizon was slowly emitting light. Dewdrops hung on the tips of leaves. They were sparkling and translucent, round and smooth, reflecting all kinds of scenes.
It was like a world, but also like a mirror. A breeze blew, refreshing the mind. The air was fresh and refreshing. Everything was filled with hope.
Although the sky was bright, Luo Ping didn't stop training. He was racing against time to make up for all the time he wasted.
Repeating different training, Luo Ping didn't feel tired, arrogant, or impatient. He only hoped to reach the Body Refinement Realm in the shortest time possible so that his palm could crush rocks and sharp weapons couldn't injure him.
The division of martial artists in the Hong Tian Continent was only a conclusion made by martial artists in the last few thousand years.
The division passed down from ancient times was another set of divisions. It was called the Nine Levels of Mortal Body Realm.
They were: Body Strengthening, Body Refinement, Mind Clarity, Internal Strength, Internal Organs, Connecting Meridians, Minor Circulation, External Discharge, and Major Circulation.
The Nine Levels of Mortal Body Realm corresponded to the Nine Levels of Martial Dao.
The Body Strengthening Realm was the first level of the Mortal Body Realm. It mainly trained the strength of the martial artist's skin and flesh. Through all kinds of training, the skin and flesh would become as hard as iron when exerting force.
The strength that the martial artist could exert was called 'muscle strength'.
Because the skin and flesh corresponded to the five elements of metal and earth, the increase in the toughness of the skin and flesh meant the increase in the strength of the metal and earth elements.
Once the skin and flesh were trained to be incomparably tough, the strength of the muscles would increase. Therefore, the martial ancestors used arm strength to measure whether a martial artist had reached the standard.
Arm strength of 150 kg, palm strength that could break wood, and blunt weapons couldn't injure him. These were the signs of entering the Body Strengthening Realm.
As for entering the Body Refinement Realm, one needed arm strength of 150 kg, palm strength that could crush rocks, hard to injure with sharp weapons, and the body would produce 'muscle and bone strength'.
To Luo Ping, arm strength was no longer a standard. His current strength was already 150 kg, so he could only use 'muscle strength' and 'muscle and bone strength' to measure his strength.
There was another reason why Luo Ping worked so hard. He hoped to show off his strength in the upcoming Family Competition.
The Family Competition was held every year in some large families. The purpose was to test the cultivation progress of the family members and give out rewards according to their strength.
In the past, Luo Ping didn't have the qualifications to participate in the Family Competition and was always ridiculed.
However, he would definitely participate in this year's Family Competition because he wanted to prove to everyone that he was no longer a trash, but a cultivation genius.
Apart from eating and sleeping, Luo Ping spent almost all of his time on cultivation. He was completely like a madman, causing his parents to feel sorry for him.
However, they didn't stop him because they could understand his feelings. After being unable to cultivate for so many years, they finally had the chance to prove themselves. They didn't want to stifle their son's goal.
Three months later, the Family Competition was held. At this moment, all the members of the Luo Family were gathered in the Family Hall.
Sitting in the main seat was Luo Haoyu. He wasn't just the Luo Family Head, he was also the Marquis of Nan Dan County. His whole body emitted the aura of a superior.
Below the main seat, on both sides of the competition field, there were a few rows of people. The people on the left were the second and third generation of the Luo Family.
The people on the right were the people invited by the Luo Family to watch the competition. They were all the Family Heads and outstanding juniors of the various large families.
The Luo Family did this to show off their strength, to deter these rebellious large families and make it easier to manage them.
The competition between the second generation wasn't just a competition of strength, but also a competition for the Family Head position and the Marquis position. The Marquis position of the Luo Family was hereditary. It was up to Luo Haoyu to choose.
The competition between the third generation, other than the rewards, was also used as a criterion for their father to compete for the Family Head position.
After all, the Family Head position wasn't ordinary. It needed strength and potential to inherit.
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