v5 Chapter 6： Six years later
Six years later.
To be precise, for Zhen Gan, he spent six years in the practice, and reached the age of sixteen, and Feng Ye skipped this period of time.
He has gone through a lot of idle daily time, and he does not intend to live in seclusion in such a canyon for a few years. This kind of escape from the world is not very good for him, and it will make him even more dehumanized.
certainly.
Fengye didn’t simply skip over six years, and returned to the world of death by the way during the jump, and placed the world of death, fairy tail, and the blade of ghosts into his carry-on. In a small pot.
And by the way gave this little pot a name, called the pot of the world.
He intends to go back to the past, and after returning to the past, he will also throw all the worlds he has experienced into the small pot... Well, the world of One Punch Man needs to be considered, because Saitama has the power to break the pot, this That's why Fengye didn't start doing this right away.
certainly.
The true nature of these things is unknown, and the creatures in the entire ghost-destroying world are ignorant, and they don't know that the world they live in has moved from the universe to an independent space.
In the previous canyon.
Real rice stood on a green grass.
After six years, she has grown from a child to a delicate and lovely girl, but her appearance is still a bit immature, and her figure is not much taller, only about one meter and five meters tall, and she looks a little weak. feel.
At this moment, Zhen Gan is holding a wooden sword that looks badly worn and standing there, and in front of her, there is an iron pillar about the thickness of a baby's wrist. The iron pillar is almost two meters high and can be Obviously saw some signs of wear and tear, and seemed to have withstood countless slashes.
"It must be successful."
Zhen Jian stared at the iron pillar in front of him, and tightened his fingers on the hilt of the wooden sword, and serious and serious gazes appeared in the big blue star-spotted eyes.
This is the test Feng Ye left for her.
About six years ago, after teaching her the basics of swordsmanship and leaving plenty of food, Feng Ye left here, and the number of appearances in six years is very few.
This iron pillar was left by Fengye six months ago.
The test given to her is, when will this iron pillar be cut off, and when will she be able to leave the valley freely, without having to stay here to practice.
I stayed in the valley for six years and practiced day after day. It was fine when I was young. When I was fifteen or sixteen years old, it was inevitable that Zhencan began to miss the outside world.
Therefore, after receiving the final test that Feng Ye gave her, she put in more efforts.
But this test is difficult.
It can be said that it is quite difficult to cut steel with a wooden sword!
It has been half a year, and she still hasn't been able to finish it, at most she just left some traces on the iron pillar.
Standing in front of the iron pillar.
Zhen Jian slowly closed his eyes.
What emerged in my mind was the scene that I had been thinking about day and night for the past six years. It was the sword that Feng Ye held her hand six years ago and brought her with it.
The direction of the sword's edge and the direction of the slash were perfectly consistent. It could be said that it was a natural sword without any slight deviation.
If one of the pictures is taken and enlarged, even if it is enlarged 10,000 times, the direction of the sword swing and the edge of the sword still remain in a straight line.
The perfect slash squeezed and ripped the air, creating a sword energy that broke through the air.
That action...
That action...
That action!
Zhenshi simulates that scene over and over again, recalling that scene over and over again, as if he was immersed in the scene, returning to that moment, repeatedly experiencing the sword.
finally.
Zhen Jian suddenly opened his eyes.
Her pair of clear eyes are as quiet as Shisui, without the slightest emotion, and some are just pure and tranquil, like a deep pool without wind.
Huh!
She raised the wooden sword in her hand and swung it forward.
The movement of the whole person is almost exactly the same as the sword that Feng Ye took with her back then. The extremely fast blade squeezed and tore the air, but it did not turn into a sword energy that broke through the air. It was condensed with the wooden sword, and cut to the iron pillar that was erected in front.
Click!
The sound of the wooden sword breaking.
At the same time, there was the sound of steel breaking.
I saw that the wooden sword in Zhen Jian's hand had been broken into two pieces, but the broken half of the wooden sword was deeply embedded in the iron pillar, almost cutting the entire iron pillar into two!
Only a trace of iron is left on the edge!
"Successful!"
Zhen Gan recovered from the Shisui-like state, showing a hint of joy, but then he looked tight and muttered: "This... is it successful?"
The iron pillar was almost cut off, but there was still a thin point connected.
It’s just that before real rice could move, there were only a few iron pillars connected to the edges that were chopped off, unable to support its own weight. The upper half gradually bends along the chopped part, and finally broke with a bang. On the grass on the side.
"Great!"
Zhen Gan's nervous expression turned into joy again, and he waved his hands happily.
She bounced around the broken iron pillar, and then gradually suppressed the joy in her heart, and then looked at the broken iron pillar and the half wooden sword in her hand again.
Thinking back carefully, there was a little exclamation in her eyes.
I cut the steel with a wooden sword!
The wooden sword is so fragile, and the steel is so tough, but she cut off the steel with the wooden sword. What an incredible power she has now mastered.
"congratulations."
At this moment, Feng Ye's voice came from behind.
Zhen Gan took a halt, then looked back at Feng Ye, revealing a cheerful expression, and said:
"Master!"
"I barely mastered a bit of swordsmanship, and I did a good job. Then you can stay here and continue to practice. If you want to leave, you can also go outside."
Feng Ye stood beside the wooden house in the rear and spoke with a gentle expression.
Zhen Gan has a gentle personality, but she is also a little active. At the age of sixteen, she is the most active time for a girl. Now she has strength and self-confidence. Naturally, she has some thoughts about the outside world.
"Thank you, Master, for your continuous teaching."
Zhen Gan held the broken wooden sword in both hands, and bowed to Feng Ye in an obedient and formal manner, raising the broken wooden sword above his head with two small hands.
With a smile on his face, Feng Ye walked a few steps forward, came to Zhen Shi's face, took the broken wooden sword, and looked at it easily.
Zhen Jian got up and stood in front of Feng Ye obediently.
Feng Ye grasped the hilt of the broken wooden sword, fiddled with it twice in the air at will, and said: "Your current strength is not many people in the entire world that can beat you."
Feng Ye's words made Zhen Gan slightly startled.
Few people in the entire world can beat her, is she already so strong?
Because she had been cultivating in the valley for six years, she didn't have any accurate judgments about her strength level, so when she heard Feng Ye talk about her strength level, she was still a little dazed for a while.
"Don't doubt, you are already so strong."
Feng Ye smiled lightly, and then the conversation turned around, and said lightly: "But don't be arrogant and complacent, because your swordsmanship is far from the end."
After the voice fell.
Feng Ye held the broken wooden sword and waved it to one side casually.
The wind stopped.
The sound disappeared.
The whole world seemed to stand still at this moment.
Zhen Gan's gaze was also condensed, and then tilted his head a little bit, looking in the direction of Feng Ye's sword swing, his clear eyes gradually revealed gazes that were so shocking that they could not be more shocked.
See you!
The whole earth is like a picture scroll, drawn with black from the center.
A dark abyss that traverses to the end of the line of sight divides the entire earth into two.
"This……"
The real rice gaze trembled like water lines.
At the moment when the steel was cut, she also wondered for a moment whether she had mastered the essence of swordsmanship and had approached the realm of Master Feng Ye.
After all, she had done everything like the wooden sword cutting off steel.
But this moment.
She felt as if she had jumped out from the bottom of the well and saw a wider and boundless world.
I was immersed in the shock for a long time.
When Zhen Gan came back to his senses, Feng Ye had disappeared, leaving only the abyss that stretched to the end of the line of sight, stating that the scene just now was not an illusion, but a reality.
To be precise, for Zhen Gan, he spent six years in the practice, and reached the age of sixteen, and Feng Ye skipped this period of time.
He has gone through a lot of idle daily time, and he does not intend to live in seclusion in such a canyon for a few years. This kind of escape from the world is not very good for him, and it will make him even more dehumanized.
certainly.
Fengye didn’t simply skip over six years, and returned to the world of death by the way during the jump, and placed the world of death, fairy tail, and the blade of ghosts into his carry-on. In a small pot.
And by the way gave this little pot a name, called the pot of the world.
He intends to go back to the past, and after returning to the past, he will also throw all the worlds he has experienced into the small pot... Well, the world of One Punch Man needs to be considered, because Saitama has the power to break the pot, this That's why Fengye didn't start doing this right away.
certainly.
The true nature of these things is unknown, and the creatures in the entire ghost-destroying world are ignorant, and they don't know that the world they live in has moved from the universe to an independent space.
In the previous canyon.
Real rice stood on a green grass.
After six years, she has grown from a child to a delicate and lovely girl, but her appearance is still a bit immature, and her figure is not much taller, only about one meter and five meters tall, and she looks a little weak. feel.
At this moment, Zhen Gan is holding a wooden sword that looks badly worn and standing there, and in front of her, there is an iron pillar about the thickness of a baby's wrist. The iron pillar is almost two meters high and can be Obviously saw some signs of wear and tear, and seemed to have withstood countless slashes.
"It must be successful."
Zhen Jian stared at the iron pillar in front of him, and tightened his fingers on the hilt of the wooden sword, and serious and serious gazes appeared in the big blue star-spotted eyes.
This is the test Feng Ye left for her.
About six years ago, after teaching her the basics of swordsmanship and leaving plenty of food, Feng Ye left here, and the number of appearances in six years is very few.
This iron pillar was left by Fengye six months ago.
The test given to her is, when will this iron pillar be cut off, and when will she be able to leave the valley freely, without having to stay here to practice.
I stayed in the valley for six years and practiced day after day. It was fine when I was young. When I was fifteen or sixteen years old, it was inevitable that Zhencan began to miss the outside world.
Therefore, after receiving the final test that Feng Ye gave her, she put in more efforts.
But this test is difficult.
It can be said that it is quite difficult to cut steel with a wooden sword!
It has been half a year, and she still hasn't been able to finish it, at most she just left some traces on the iron pillar.
Standing in front of the iron pillar.
Zhen Jian slowly closed his eyes.
What emerged in my mind was the scene that I had been thinking about day and night for the past six years. It was the sword that Feng Ye held her hand six years ago and brought her with it.
The direction of the sword's edge and the direction of the slash were perfectly consistent. It could be said that it was a natural sword without any slight deviation.
If one of the pictures is taken and enlarged, even if it is enlarged 10,000 times, the direction of the sword swing and the edge of the sword still remain in a straight line.
The perfect slash squeezed and ripped the air, creating a sword energy that broke through the air.
That action...
That action...
That action!
Zhenshi simulates that scene over and over again, recalling that scene over and over again, as if he was immersed in the scene, returning to that moment, repeatedly experiencing the sword.
finally.
Zhen Jian suddenly opened his eyes.
Her pair of clear eyes are as quiet as Shisui, without the slightest emotion, and some are just pure and tranquil, like a deep pool without wind.
Huh!
She raised the wooden sword in her hand and swung it forward.
The movement of the whole person is almost exactly the same as the sword that Feng Ye took with her back then. The extremely fast blade squeezed and tore the air, but it did not turn into a sword energy that broke through the air. It was condensed with the wooden sword, and cut to the iron pillar that was erected in front.
Click!
The sound of the wooden sword breaking.
At the same time, there was the sound of steel breaking.
I saw that the wooden sword in Zhen Jian's hand had been broken into two pieces, but the broken half of the wooden sword was deeply embedded in the iron pillar, almost cutting the entire iron pillar into two!
Only a trace of iron is left on the edge!
"Successful!"
Zhen Gan recovered from the Shisui-like state, showing a hint of joy, but then he looked tight and muttered: "This... is it successful?"
The iron pillar was almost cut off, but there was still a thin point connected.
It’s just that before real rice could move, there were only a few iron pillars connected to the edges that were chopped off, unable to support its own weight. The upper half gradually bends along the chopped part, and finally broke with a bang. On the grass on the side.
"Great!"
Zhen Gan's nervous expression turned into joy again, and he waved his hands happily.
She bounced around the broken iron pillar, and then gradually suppressed the joy in her heart, and then looked at the broken iron pillar and the half wooden sword in her hand again.
Thinking back carefully, there was a little exclamation in her eyes.
I cut the steel with a wooden sword!
The wooden sword is so fragile, and the steel is so tough, but she cut off the steel with the wooden sword. What an incredible power she has now mastered.
"congratulations."
At this moment, Feng Ye's voice came from behind.
Zhen Gan took a halt, then looked back at Feng Ye, revealing a cheerful expression, and said:
"Master!"
"I barely mastered a bit of swordsmanship, and I did a good job. Then you can stay here and continue to practice. If you want to leave, you can also go outside."
Feng Ye stood beside the wooden house in the rear and spoke with a gentle expression.
Zhen Gan has a gentle personality, but she is also a little active. At the age of sixteen, she is the most active time for a girl. Now she has strength and self-confidence. Naturally, she has some thoughts about the outside world.
"Thank you, Master, for your continuous teaching."
Zhen Gan held the broken wooden sword in both hands, and bowed to Feng Ye in an obedient and formal manner, raising the broken wooden sword above his head with two small hands.
With a smile on his face, Feng Ye walked a few steps forward, came to Zhen Shi's face, took the broken wooden sword, and looked at it easily.
Zhen Jian got up and stood in front of Feng Ye obediently.
Feng Ye grasped the hilt of the broken wooden sword, fiddled with it twice in the air at will, and said: "Your current strength is not many people in the entire world that can beat you."
Feng Ye's words made Zhen Gan slightly startled.
Few people in the entire world can beat her, is she already so strong?
Because she had been cultivating in the valley for six years, she didn't have any accurate judgments about her strength level, so when she heard Feng Ye talk about her strength level, she was still a little dazed for a while.
"Don't doubt, you are already so strong."
Feng Ye smiled lightly, and then the conversation turned around, and said lightly: "But don't be arrogant and complacent, because your swordsmanship is far from the end."
After the voice fell.
Feng Ye held the broken wooden sword and waved it to one side casually.
The wind stopped.
The sound disappeared.
The whole world seemed to stand still at this moment.
Zhen Gan's gaze was also condensed, and then tilted his head a little bit, looking in the direction of Feng Ye's sword swing, his clear eyes gradually revealed gazes that were so shocking that they could not be more shocked.
See you!
The whole earth is like a picture scroll, drawn with black from the center.
A dark abyss that traverses to the end of the line of sight divides the entire earth into two.
"This……"
The real rice gaze trembled like water lines.
At the moment when the steel was cut, she also wondered for a moment whether she had mastered the essence of swordsmanship and had approached the realm of Master Feng Ye.
After all, she had done everything like the wooden sword cutting off steel.
But this moment.
She felt as if she had jumped out from the bottom of the well and saw a wider and boundless world.
I was immersed in the shock for a long time.
When Zhen Gan came back to his senses, Feng Ye had disappeared, leaving only the abyss that stretched to the end of the line of sight, stating that the scene just now was not an illusion, but a reality.
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