There was no vegetation covering the mountain. From near to far, there were pieces of exposed black rocks. The atmosphere was cloudy. It was hard to imagine how clear and pure the sky was a hundred years ago.
Two light spots flew out, and a gust of wind rolled up. The black mountain was still there, and the sunset was nowhere to be seen.
"Ah!"
The moment the saber was drawn, Lin Xun heard a miserable sound. Lu Ling couldn't withstand such a high load and high density of energy. As usual, two beams of light flew out without any decrease in brightness, but their power was actually more than two times less than usual.
"No, your body will collapse sooner or later."
"It's okay. I was born in the saber, and the saber is my body. Look, the saber is still fine."
Ling Ying had told him that during the battle with Murong Nanjiang, the two sabers could withstand all the shockwaves at the cost of the saber soul sacrificing itself. This person was the only one in Jiangzuo Technology who was related to science and technology. He knew a thing or two about the science and technology on the Taman Continent, no matter which country or field it was from. Moreover, he only knew a thing or two about it.
Jing Ke walked over and took the sabers.
"How about you let your saber rest for a while?"
Lin Xun nodded. Lu Ling had to rest well. Every battle would make her more injured.
"Go find some ordinary sabers." Jing Ke passed the sabers to him. "The more ordinary, the better. Even a kitchen knife from an ordinary family will do. You have a good foundation. You can master all kinds of moves and use them flexibly. "
This sentence was redundant. Lin Xun had been practicing saber skills since he was a child. He had asked Clays more than once. There were more than twenty kinds of cold weapons, hundreds of guns and shells, and more than a thousand kinds of elemental weapons. Why did he teach him saber skills? Clays had never answered him directly. He only said, "You will know when you grow up."
"How can an ordinary saber be used to practice amazing saber skills? Can a kitchen knife cut mountains and stones? Can it cut the ground? "
As a bladesman who had bitterly practiced his Saber Techniques for decades, Jing Ke smiled knowingly. He had asked this question before, and he had been answering it for many years.
"I can't."
The moment he asked, Lin Xun regretted it. He was a smart person and had read a lot of books. He had seen Jing Ke's prowess before. The so-called experts would usually say something shocking, so he just had to do as he was told.
Lin Xun didn't ask any more questions. He waved his hand in the distance and someone immediately ran over.
"Go, get a few kitchen knives."
That person did not agree readily. Instead, he asked, "May I ask if Young Master is using it to practice his saber?"
"That's right."
"I'm really sorry, but I don't have a kitchen knife at home. We are not like ordinary people, we eat high-grade food worms, we don't need to use a kitchen knife. "
"Then, what other sabers are there?"
The man answered without hesitation, "There are blades and a pencil sharpener."
Lin Xun was stunned at first. Even if a pencil sharpener was used as a weapon, it should be a hidden weapon. The most important thing was the blade. Although it could be equipped with a grip and was heavier than a pencil sharpener, he felt strange when he thought of its original use. It was okay for men to use it to shave, but who knew what strange parts of the hair the women in the family used it to shave.
Jing Ma nodded solemnly and seriously.
"Give it to me." Lin Xun bit the bullet and ordered.
"I'll go now."
That person ran away again.
"Isn't this nonsense? Have you seen anyone use blades to fight? Why don't you bring a pair of nail scissors? "
Lu Ling was worried that the middle-aged man in front of him might have other intentions. This lesson on how to use a pencil sharpener didn't look like a good intention. He could only hate himself for not being able to read minds and guess what the man was selling in the gourd.
"Don't worry. It's okay to watch." Lin Xun comforted him.
After a quarter of an hour, Lin Xun let out a long breath and lowered his arm. No matter how he looked at the pencil sharpener in his hand, it was just a pencil sharpener. There was nothing special about it.
Jing Ke held the blade with a grip and began to talk at length again. But in Lin Xun's mind, there was only the heavy taste of Lingxiu shaving it.
"I won't talk so much nonsense. What Reining Blade Qi, what Marrow Power, what Dark Soul level, it will take days and nights to talk about it. To be clear, the small universe in your body hasn't been activated. "
Small universe? Who are you kidding? You can talk about Battle Qi, Soul Power, or even asking the stars to enter your life. But this middle-aged man in front of him said such an old-fashioned word, which made people feel like they were about to collapse.
"How about this, you attack me with my giant knife, and see how I use the blade to dissolve your attack."
Jing Ke spoke again. There was actually someone who wanted to use a shotgun to deal with a cannon. Lin Xun took the giant knife. Due to the serious deviation in his estimation of the weight of the giant knife, the knife almost fell to the ground. His right wrist was fractured and he made a fool of himself. Fortunately, his left hand grabbed the handle in time. Lin Xun pretended that he really couldn't pick it up and saved his face with a joke that was not funny.
Since he became rich, Lin Xun valued his face more and more. He was afraid that if he didn't pay attention, he would draw a line with the people of the upper class.
He raised the knife with both hands and showed his timidity. The knife swayed left and right in the air. Lin Xun could only maintain his balance with difficulty. He had no energy left to use any knife skills. Like a child who had just learned to walk, Lin Xun was restrained by the weight of the knife and leaned to the side. The only similarity between using this giant knife and Jing Ke's was that when the knife fell, the knife was inserted into the ground a palm deep.
"Come, attack me."
Jing Ke's shout was more like a kind of mockery, a kind of ridicule. His self-esteem suffered a great blow. He reached out to pull the knife again. The veins on his arms bulged and his face turned red and purple. Only then did he firmly hold the two knives in his hands. He glared at Jing Ke and shouted, "Watch this."
"I'm watching."
Jing Ke waved the knife as if he was in a bullring. Lin Xun in front of him was full of energy. His eyes were red and he was like a fighting bull snorting out of its nose. And the knife in Jing Ke's hand became the red cloth that provoked his fighting spirit and anger.
Even if he tried his best, Lin Xun could only make two consecutive slashes each time. After that, he had to take a long rest. The razor that replaced the red cloth was never used from the beginning to the end. Because under Lin Xun's clumsy attack, Jing Ke only needed to move his feet a little to avoid it.
"I say, you're so young, but why are you acting like an old man? If your attack can threaten me, then I'll show you the power of this little blade. Look at you, what kind of moves are you using? You need to rest for a while after slashing and chopping. Oh, you need to rest for a while after slashing and chopping. "
Every word was piercing and deeply hurt Lin Xun's self-esteem of the upper class.
"If that's the case, then I suggest you don't learn the knife. You should just treat money as your best ability. You can hire a hundred masters with a lot of money. What kind of business do you want to do?"
Putting money aside was the strongest ability he could display. This was the strongest critical blow Lin Xun had received in this century. It was understandable to treat money as a person's greatest ability. But what kind of ability was money? The key was that the money was directly inherited. He did not make any effort. To say that having money is one's own ability, isn't that insulting?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He was frustrated that he could not attack Jing Ke with the giant knife, so he was completely deflated in the end.
"Say what you want. You can't change the fact that I am rich. You practice by yourself. I want to go back and rest. "
After saying that, he picked up the two knives and swaggered back to the castle. The servants in the distance were quick to react. They hurriedly brought hot tea and helped him pick up the two knives.
Lingxiu was in the study looking up information. This girl had mastered no less than 20 skills in just a month. These skills included more than ten fields, including home, cooking, carpentry, poetry, painting, and mixed martial arts. Recently, she was concentrating on studying weapons, trying to find a way to transfer Lu Ling from the two knives to a human body.
Seeing Lin Xun come in, she did not greet him with a smile for the first time. Instead, she continued to look up information. To put it bluntly, she wanted to show her attitude to Lin Xun.
"Why? Are you not happy today? I am also in a bad mood. Why should I practice some bullshit knife skills? Jing Ke is right. I am so rich. Why should I make life difficult for myself? Even if I become the best knife master in the world, what can I do? "
Lingxiu said coldly, "If Young Master doesn't want to learn, then don't force yourself."
Lin Xun felt awkward when the woman in front of him changed her attitude. Usually, no matter what the situation was, Lingxiu was always considerate, gentle, and considerate. No matter how bad Lin Xun's mood was, or how much trouble he encountered, as long as he heard Lingxiu's moving voice and smelled her faint fragrance, half of it would be gone. But today, she was so cold. What was the reason?
"What's wrong? Who offended you? "
"You."
Two short words, with a hint of rebuke and a hint of anger and shyness. Lin Xun's heart almost melted.
"Oh? How did I provoke you? "
Lingxiu got up and moved Lin Xun to a chair.
As soon as he sat down, Lin Xun couldn't stay calm. He tried hard to recall the interaction with Lingxiu in the past few days. Could it be that he had too much negative energy, and every time he spread it to Lingxiu, it caused her to accumulate negative energy? Or was it that he was slow to pursue her and give her a status? Or was it that he was busy with work and only cared about his own enjoyment in his spare time, and didn't take care of her feelings?
Women needed to be coaxed. On this point, Lingxiu was more than a thousand times better than other women. It was completely necessary for her to throw a tantrum occasionally. It was better to put away his negative emotions first and think of ways to make her happy.
"If you are not happy, you can speak frankly. These days, it is also my fault. I didn't have much time to accompany you. You study this and that all day long, I know your intentions without saying anything. "
Lingxiu slowly moved closer and sat directly on his lap. Lin Xun's heart began to beat faster. From the moment he felt her body temperature, a small tent was set up between his legs.
"Then I will say it directly."
In Lingxiu's words, there was temptation, charm, and cautiousness. Lin Xun squinted at the proud chest that slowly moved closer to his cheek and nodded repeatedly. "Say it."
"You were on my bed all night, but you didn't even touch me. Aren't you insulting me?"
Lin Xun was stunned. He thought about it and felt that what she said was wrong, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it was very reasonable.
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