Above the Sword God

Grandpa Rough Grandson Steel

Night Day : Jian Residence.

Jian Chen went to the training field, then used his eye soul to look towards the front.

The originally small and faint target at the end of Jian Chen's gaze began to look enlarged, enlarged, enlarged until his form was clearly visible. The speed of the soul's eye enlarges the target far forward about - about ten kilometers away when there is no obstacle, unfortunately many walls or other obstructions made Jian Chen dissatisfied to know the accuracy or soul limit of his eyes.

" Try tomorrow in the woods !" jian He s suggestion, looking at Jian Chen s dissatisfaction.

" Alright cake" Jian Chen replied, returning to his room.

Night of the Tang Residence Day .

A little girl, dressed all in black with the covering cloth of her mouth, was throwing stones, pebbles, small marbles, and round iron grains quickly, fast, slow, slow, fast , quickly use his fingers.

All of it was thrown at a stationary target or a moving target, the target was various, there were people - wood driven people, there was a moving iron board, he said, there are hard rock sculptures being moved. All of these goals were driven by an energy that was arranged and designed automatically in the style of the Tang family.

" Yin Yin !?" greet an eighty-year-old woman.

After finishing practicing throwing and removing those stones, pebbles, marbles and iron, Tang Yin ran quickly towards her grandmother, Tang Mei. "Sut, sut , sut "sounds three times the footrest.

" Granny ? how's my throw ?" ask Yang Yin.

" It's good, if you don't focus on precision alone, then the target needs to be replaced by a new one tomorrow "tease Tang Mei.

" I can easily damage those things ! grandma ? when was I taught how to take off the purple pencil "asked Tang Yin.

" That thing is not suitable for you to use, reach the peak level warrior power, then you can ask me how to remove the purple pencil" Grandma Tang Mei replied.

" There are only two stages left, grandma must keep the promise !" follow Tang Yin.

Purple pencils are made of a kind of purple bamboo material that can adjust to the pressure of energy. So that the object though blunt edges, at any time with the input of energy from the cultivator will turn into a taper, or two-tongued or other forms.

Anyway, purple pencil is flexible and strong, with the main function of paralyzing the body and can absorb the energy of the opponent, this is the danger, purple pencil can be a tube of energy storage.

The Xia Residence Day Night.

A Grandfather with a tall, stocky, and strong body was walking in a state of holding a ball the size of his palm, while puffing the ball with a low height.

" Hey ! The weak grandson ! catch this !" Said the rude grandfather.

A boy whose body was densely packed with ten years old was in a state of holding the weight of encouragement from the front was startled, due to being too focused.

The thrown ball is behind him, with a height above his head, and will hit the head if not caught. The boy pushed the weight in front of him, then retreated , then turned his body and shot towards the thrown ball.

Once the ball is held in one hand, it falls down as if - there will be nothing preventing it, wesss, down with the boy.

The ball is a palm but very heavy. The load the boy pushed forward, so if the scene were to proceed smoothly then the burden would hit the boy, luckily the rude grandfather held the advancing weight and grabbed the clothes of the boy.

" What a third stage warrior ! weak ! weak ! weak !" rough grandpa.

" Cake ? I am not weak ! the ball was very heavy " complained the boy.

" The Xia Jun ! only you ! the weakest among the Xia family's teenagers ! still dare to protest" rude grandfather.

Then the fierce grandfather named Xia Liong was puffing the load of thrusters, balls, and Xia Jun to the top with a height that was enough to make the feathers goosebumps.