The Road to Champion of the King of Spirits

Chapter 103 Is That A Sword?

When Chen Mu opened the room and began to have an in-depth exchange with Du Jiansheath, in the backyard of the dojo, the master and a young man here were also having an exchange of ideas on elf competition.

One side of the battle is the pillar of the dojo: Emperor Nabo.

On the other side, the elf that the young man took out was a Lucario.

A bipedal humanoid elf that looks like a kobold. Because of its intelligence, loyalty, and ability to understand human language, it enjoys high popularity among the people. It ranks among the top three most popular elves in various regions all the year round.

As the final form of the evolutionary chain, its combat effectiveness is also impressive.

Although Lucario's general major is not slashing skills, most of them will also learn one-handed sword dance to improve their short-term explosive power in battle.

At this moment, the main reason for the young man to bring Lucario here is to ask the master here about "Sword Dance" related skills.

"Let's go, Lucario! I also hope that the senior will not hesitate to enlighten me!"

After the notification, the battle began, and the two elves quickly fought together.

The style of play of both sides is biased towards close combat. From the beginning of the duel, the long-range skill exchange link was skipped, and the cool swords and swords were soon pulled up on the field.

After a while the battle was over.

The master in the dojo called Emperor Nabo back, stroked his beard and smiled and said, "Lin Feng, your Lucario has improved a lot. After a while, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold you."

The young man who was called Lin Feng said modestly: "Where, master, you are joking again, I am still far behind."

At this moment, Lin Feng's cell phone rang, and he was forced to stop spitting medicine on Lucario.

Seeing this, the master asked, "Is there something important?"

Lin Feng looked at the phone for a while and smiled.

"It's nothing, it's my naughty little sister. She's been sending me messages since the afternoon, saying that she met a particularly outrageous person today. She grabbed the hilt of the lone scabbard with her bare hands in the Ghost Tower, and subdued the lone scabbard in one go. I always feel that this girl is exaggerating."

The master stroked his chin and chatted a few words with a smile.

"Single scabbard, I also know this kind of elf. I thought about taking one in back then."

Lin Feng said with a smile: "Could it be possible that Master also wanted to use his sword to travel the world when he was young?"

The master laughed when he heard the words, but he didn't deny it.

"Haha, what I teach in this dojo is the art of slicing, so why don't I have a swordsman dream? It's a pity, that kind of elf is too dangerous after all, and it's not something ordinary people can subdue."

Lin Feng nodded approvingly.

Living in Ziyuan City, everyone knows more or less about ghost elves. Outsiders don't understand the horror of the single scabbard, but they know it all.

Candle spirits, lone scabbards, coffins of death, these kinds of elves are more terrifying than the other. If they are not true ghost lovers, most people may not even have the courage to touch them, let alone surrender them with their bare hands.

Just as the two men were chatting casually while healing the elves after the battle, suddenly, a flustered dojo support staff came in from the backyard.

"Master, there is a guest in the advanced practice room this afternoon, maybe... I need to trouble you to go over and deal with it yourself."

The master frowned slightly.

Lin Feng on the side also asked concerned: "What's going on? What's going on?"

It can be said that his family has a little relationship with this dojo, and he has a good friendship with the master, including many people here, and everyone knows him.

So the logistics staff who came in didn't treat him as an outsider, and just said everything.

"It's like this. A guest came to the dojo in the afternoon. He was young. He looked like he might not be in his twenties. He was carrying a sword. I didn't see any elves. Maybe they were all in elf balls at the time.

As soon as he came in, he opened an advanced practice room, and he went in by himself without taking any classes.

We didn't think there was any problem at first, we just thought he was a rich man with some personal hobbies.

In the end, I never thought he would go in, good guy!In less than half an hour, all the solid wood practice poles prepared in the practice room were chopped off!He came out and asked us to send him another batch.

At that time, I felt something was wrong!The solid wood poles we use here are all authentic iron birch, and they are still solid!Each root must be so thick, the quality is not compromised at all!In less than half an hour, he split all the solid wooden poles in the practice room!Is he afraid that he wants to exhaust his elves to death?

After I noticed something was wrong, I asked someone to pay attention, but the result was terrible. Just now, after another hour, he came out to call someone again, saying that all the solid wood poles had been split again, and asked us to send him another batch.

I wondered, maybe this person came here to find fault, right?Are there any elves who work so hard, don't you think so? "

Hearing what this person said, Lin Feng felt a little strange.

He immediately asked: "Have you seen clearly what the elf he brought into the practice room for training?"

The man recalled it for a while, and then said: "I really didn't see it clearly. When he opened the door and asked us to come in, I saw a croaking frog and a small dragon in the room. Besides that, there was an unknown elf huddled in the corner playing a handheld game console, and nothing else."

After hearing this, Lin Feng also started to believe the words of the person in front of him.

What chopping and chopping skills can Croaking Frog and Chenglong learn?
I'm afraid it's not really a deliberate attempt to make things difficult?

To be on the safe side, he asked the master again: "Master, have you had any business competition with anyone recently?"

The master's eyes widened, and his beard was so angry that he wanted to raise it on the spot.

"How can there be any competition? There are only a few of us old people who are willing to insist on opening a dojo these days. Do you really think this is some kind of sweet business?"

As he said that, he got up immediately: "Go, follow the old man to have a look!"

On the way, Lin Feng suddenly remembered something, and asked the person who came to inform him, "You said, that person was carrying a sword when he came in?"

"Yes, that's right, an ancient sword that looks a bit old, I thought it was an ornament at first, but when I entered the room twice to add wooden poles, I saw that the man even pulled out the sword and held it in his hand.

But if you want me to say, it's probably just a look.Besides, you want to practice swords and go to the Children's Palace, we have elves here! "

Although what this person said was reasonable, for some reason, Lin Feng suddenly had a premonition that something was wrong for no reason at this moment.

Several people followed the logistics staff who informed them to the door of a high-level practice room.

Thanks to the good sound insulation, they couldn't hear any movement inside for a while outside the door.

The waiter knocked on the door.

Soon the door opened.

It was the door opened by the frog.

Chen Mu didn't want to waste time, and the practice of swinging the sword still didn't stop when he opened the door.

As soon as everyone opened the door, they saw a flash of bright sword light. Chen Mu swung his sword down with his upper body bare, and instantly split the wooden pole fixed in front of him obliquely in half.

Seeing this scene, the logistics attendant who opened the door became angry on the spot.

"Guest! We are an elf dojo here! You are not here to play with swords by yourself!! Please don't waste our power training materials! If you want to practice swords by yourself, you can go elsewhere!! We—"

The waiter was filled with righteous indignation, and the more he talked, the more angry he became.

He thought that Chen Mu deliberately took a sharp knife and came to find fault with them.

But who would have guessed that he hadn't vented his anger halfway through, when the master slapped the back of his head so hard that he was almost slapped.

"Master, why are you beating me?" He asked aggrievedly.

The master glared at him angrily.

"You're blind! Is that an ordinary sword?! That's a single scabbard!!"

(End of this chapter)