The War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

#16 "Whirring noise!"

The sword moved without leaving a trace. Leaves drooped on the tree in the courtyard instantly sliced.

When the leaf was sliced, the sword in the young man's hand had already returned to its sheath.

"So fast! Young master, what sword skill is that?"

The young girl who was standing at the side, slim and graceful, looked at the young man with admiration.

"The Art of Drawing a Sword."

Duan Ling Tian smiled lightly before his gaze fogged up as if recalling a distant memory.

In his previous life, in addition to being a grandmaster in Form and Will Boxing, Sword Drawing Arts was one of the fundamentals he used to prove himself invincible.

At that moment, many charming and beautiful assassins came to him on purpose, hoping to find a chance to kill him.

But the moment this beautiful assassin unleashed the slightest killing intent, it would be the moment their lives would end.

It was commonly known that Ling Tian's military dagger was called the 'Sabit of the God of Death' and it was always the fastest.

"Ke Er, you must remember that the Art of Drawing the Sword focuses on speed. Among all the martial arts in the entire world, only speed could not be defeated! Even against a martial artist stronger than you, as long as you are able to draw you a sword and slice his throat before he can react, he will definitely die! "

Duan Ling Tian guided the young girl patiently and gently.

The young girl was very diligent in studying, so she listened attentively.

The young girl's delicate hand held onto the purple short sword, and with Duan Ling Tian's careful guidance, she slowly practiced until her actions seemed similar in pattern and appearance.

"Young master, is Ke Er stupid?"

After an afternoon of training, the young girl was drenched in sweat, her willow-leaf-shaped brows moved slightly, and her clear eyes seemed to lack life; she seemed to be a little disappointed.

"Ke Er, why are you asking?"

Duan Ling Tian asked doubtfully.

"I trained all afternoon, but the speed at which I unsheathed my sword was not even one percent of the speed of the young master …. Young master, isn't Ke Er unsuitable for sword practice?"

The lips pulled the young girl slowly moving as she said this.

"Foolish girl, the master of Martial Dao is not something that can be produced in a single day. You only trained in the Art of Drawing Swords for one afternoon; don't you think that coming to such a conclusion so quickly is really arbitrary? You know, when I first practiced in the Sword Drawing Art, I practiced all day and my progress is still inferior to your current progress. "

Duan Ling Tian shook his head. He wondered what the problem was, but he did not expect what was bothering him was this.

"Very?"

The young girl blinked her beautiful and clear eyes. His confidence appeared once again.

"Of course it's true."

Duan Ling Tian smiled gently.

"Ke Er, if you want to fully execute the speed of the Sword Drawing Art, you should familiarize yourself with the exertion method I taught you before. How you should hold your sword, which parts of the body exert force first, and then you should thoroughly understand the sequence and power used during each step; only once you understand this, do you understand this, You'll be able to chase me. "

Duan Ling Tian said.

"Young man, I'll work hard."

The young girl said sincerely while nodding her beautiful chin.

Duan Ling Tian stood to the side and watched the young girl continue her training with the sword.

Suddenly, he looked like he saw something.

"Mom."

It was unknown when Li Rou appeared beside Duan Ling Tian.

Seeing the young girl practicing the same sword over and over again, Li Rou had an expression of doubt.

"Tian, what sword skill did you teach Ke Er? Why did he only practice the same sword moves over and over again …. Do you need mom to buy Ke Er a set of sword skills from the market?"

Li Rou asked.

"Mom, that's not necessary. Those flashy sword skills were only good to look at, but when it came to real battles, they were completely useless."

Duan Ling Tian shook his head.

He did not even take the martial skills in the Li Family Martial Pavilion seriously, let alone the inferior sword skills available in Fresh Breeze Town. "

"Tian, don't tell me the sword skill that you taught Ke Er is even better than what can be bought in the market."

Li Rou had an expression of disbelief.

"Mom, do you want to try?"

Duan Ling Tian turned around and laughed.

"What, you want to argue with your mother?"

Li Rou laughed.

To him, fighting with a level three Tempering Body stage martial artist was the same as playing house.

"Mom, be careful"

Duan Ling Tian reminded, and at the same time his right hand removed the scabbard and instead grabbed the handle of the Fine Steel Sword.

The Art of Drawing the Sword!

He drew a sword without a trace!

Under the shining sun, only a white glint could be seen.

Before the sword sheath could even fall, the Fine Steel Sword had already returned into its sheath in Duan Ling Tian's hand.

Sword Drawing Art: drawing a sword like lightning and then getting rid of the sword like a stifled thunder!

At the same time as Duan Ling Tian unsheathed his sword, Li Rou moved, flying backwards!

The power he did with his feet even made use of the power of heaven and earth, so a gigantic black shadow appeared above his head.

Which meant that in order to avoid Duan Ling Tian's sword, he had to use the power of one ancient mammoth!

Li Rou took a deep breath and looked at Duan Ling Tian in disbelief.

He noticed that although the drawing movements of his son were similar to what Ke Er practiced, their speed of movement was not on the same level.

If he had only been a little slow before, his son's sword would have definitely touched him.

Swinging the sword with the power of the third level Tempering Body forced him to use the same power that a level nine Tempering Body martial artist possessed to dodge….

This sword skill was truly heaven-defying!

"Mom, that is the sword skill that I taught Ke Er. What say?"

Duan Ling Tian smiled lightly.

Relying on the Fine Steel Sword, even if his opponent was a sixth level Tempering Body level martial artist, as long as he could get close, he was fully confident in his ability to kill his opponent.

Combined with his Sword Drawing Art, it would be easier for him to succeed in his quest!

"This sword skill, is it also from the parents you met in your dream?"

Li Rou glanced at Duan Ling Tian.

Duan Ling Tian could not help but touch his nose and smiled shyly.

"Tian, what is this sword skill?"

"The Art of Drawing a Sword."

"Can you teach your mother?"

"Of course!"

Li Rou became interested in the Sword Drawing Art, so she started training with Ke Er.

With his cultivation as a base, his progress in cultivating the Sword Drawing Art was much faster than Ke Er.

After one day, relying on the strength of one ancient mammoth, Li Rou's drawing speed was similar to Duan Ling Tian's.

Of course, his understanding of the Sword Drawing Art was nowhere near Duan Ling Tian.

After all, he used the strength of ten thousand pounds to match Duan Ling Tian's speed, while he barely used the strength of two hundred pounds.

For the sake of cultivating the Sword Drawing Art, Li Rou bought the Fine Steel Sword as well. His sword would usually never leave his side.

In the next few days, Duan Ling Tian started to get busy.

In addition to his own cultivation, not only did he have to teach two beautiful women how to cultivate swords, but he also had to concoct Six Treasures Body Tempering Liquid for the Li higher-ups' family….

If it wasn't for the help of mom and Ke Er, she would have been exhausted.

Only after spending three days concocting medicinal liquid to supply the Li family's high-officials children for three months did Duan Ling Tian gain some free time.

Looking at the medicinal ingredients piling up on the mountain in his room, Duan Ling Tian had a satisfied smile on his face.

He pocketed at least one-third of the medicinal ingredients given by the high officials of the Li family as his labor costs.

Which meant that when he wanted to concoct the Seven Treasures Tempering Liquid in the future, he would not need to purchase six out of the seven medicinal ingredients.

"Tian, the people from the Fang family have come. The Patriarch asks you to come to the Audience Hall."

Li Rou's voice sounded from outside.

Fang family?

"So they're finally coming?"

Duan Ling Tian's eyes lit up. They were without any trace of the unexpected.

When he brought Ke Er to buy the sword a few days ago, he guessed that the person who followed him was from the Fang family.

The Li Family Audience Room

Patriarch Li Nan Feng sat on the head and Sixth Elder Li Ping sat underneath.

Sitting opposite of them was the Patriarch of the Fang family, Fang Yi.

Standing behind Fang Yi was a red-eyed middle-aged man.

"Patriarch."

Suddenly, an immature voice sounded from outside the Audience Hall.

"Lake in."

Li Nan Feng replied.

"Sixth Elder, I heard that your son, Li Dong, will break through to the third level of the Tempering Body stage. Congratulations …."

Duan Ling Tian walked in and greeted Li Nan Feng before nodding at Li Ping.

Li Ping smiled peacefully and his eyes shone with gratitude and regret.

If Duan Ling Tian was not generous, his son would not have the chance to develop so quickly.

"Duan Ling Tian, this is the Patriarch of the Fang family, and the one behind him is the Manager of the Fang family."

Li Nan Feng was introduced.

"Greetings, Patriarch Fang, Manager Fang."

Duan Ling Tian turned his gaze towards the two guests and smiled weakly.

Expressions cheerful.

"I've long heard that the Ninth Elder of the Li family is a rare hero. Like a mother like a boy; as expected, you're out of the ordinary."

Fang Yi's eyes narrowed into a single line.

According to his investigations in the past few days, Duan Ling Tian's sudden awakening was like a miracle.

Within a month, it transformed from a sick person into a third level Tempering Body martial artist.

And he even dominantly crippled Li jie, the son of the Seventh Elder of the Li family and the young genius of the Li family.

Even after that, he did not receive any punishment from the Li family.

"Patriarch Fang, I have brought Duan Ling Tian here. Why are you looking for him?"

Asked Li Nan Feng.

As Li Nan Feng finished his words.

Fang Yi's face changed. He stood up from his chair and looked at the young man in a condescending and fierce manner.

"Mr Ling Tian, how dare you ?! One month ago you injured my son and crippled my family manager Fang's son. Regarding this, shouldn't you give an explanation to my Fang family?"

Li Nan Feng and Li Ping did not expect Fang Yi's sudden outburst.

They don't know about this.

The immature young man's face was as calm as a puddle of water; clearly it was not an unexpected thing for him.

"Patriarch Fang, if you come here today to denounce my crimes, then I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. Regarding the matter of the day, as I believe you have thoroughly investigated, justice is in the hearts of everyone. If your son doesn't rely on the Fang family's strength, I won't attack. Besides, in my opinion, I've shown mercy by not crippling your son. I've already given quite a lot of face to your Fang family. "

Duan Ling Tian smiled indifferently.

"How dare you, a disciple of the Li family with just another surname, dare to be disrespectful to my Fang family Patriarch! You're dating Death!"

Fang's family manager, Fang Qiang, who was behind Fang Yi, caught the opportunity he wanted. He shouted loudly before flying out like an eagle towards the young man.

His actions stirred up cold hatred and killing intent ….

Above his head, the power of heaven and earth moved when a gigantic silhouette appeared!