Wanyao Youyun

This mission lasted for three days in total. Regardless of whether the newcomers had finished the battle or not, they were watching the battle on site. During this time, Xiao Si brought them food. After all, their current level of cultivation was not enough for fasting.

In the subsequent battles, most people were able to pass, but a few were killed by ferocious beasts. This also made the newcomers deeply aware of the cruelty here. There was no grudge, no right or wrong, only the struggle to survive.

"Well, this mission has been basically completed. The overall result is good and the organization's resources have not been wasted in vain." The voice rang out after the last person came out of the arena.

"Newbies, after such a close encounter with death, do any of you still have a lucky mentality? Do any of you dare not practice with all your might? If so, the next person to die here may be you!"

"Those who complete the mission this time will receive a reward. You can choose a top-grade wood-level martial art or other training resources of the same level. The deacon of the Mission Hall will arrange the choice for you later. Come on, rookies!"

After saying these nonsense, the elder of the Mission Hall left.

Several deacons came out and arranged the distribution of task rewards for everyone. Some people chose martial arts, some chose treasures. Then one by one they left in boredom.

Feng Huan asked for a long sword. He had spent another two hours in the martial arts building to choose his third martial arts book - "Twelve Secrets of Sword Weapons", a book on sword techniques. He had been practicing with tree branches as swords, so he urgently needed a sword.

Feng Huan often saw his mother in his dreams. Although he could not see her face clearly, he always saw her holding a long sword and practicing sword skills. She looked as graceful as a startled swan and as agile as a swimming dragon, which made Feng Huan fascinated. Unconsciously, he developed an inexplicable closeness to the sword, as if the sword could be his limbs or his blood.

So, he searched for a long time before he found the third set of martial arts he wanted.

The weapons of Longxing Continent can be divided into black iron, red copper, blue steel and silver chrome according to the different grades of the materials they are made of. Each grade can be divided into upper, middle and lower grades according to the different casting techniques. The sword Feng Huan got was just an ordinary long sword, low-grade black iron, about three feet long and one inch wide.

Weapons are like extensions of limbs. When cultivators inject their inner essence into weapons to attack, they can increase the attack range. Moreover, because the material of the weapons is hard and sharp, it can amplify the attack effect to a certain extent. If Feng Huan had used sword skills to fight against the Golden Cloud Leopard before, it would have been relatively easier.

Back in his own courtyard, Feng Huan drew out his long sword and examined it carefully. The sword was made of refined black iron, with the hilt and the body of the sword formed as one piece. The whole sword was off-white, with a smooth surface, and felt cold to the touch. The blade was sharp, and the tip of the sword was hard and sharp.

Feng Huan gently stroked the sword, feeling its coldness and sharpness. Suddenly, he grasped the hilt, activated his true energy, and slashed forward at a tree in the yard.

With a "crack!" sound, the bowl-thick tree trunk broke into two pieces. Feng Huan looked at the sword in his hand and smiled with satisfaction. "It really feels better than using a branch!"

He closed his eyes, recalled the sword techniques and martial arts moves, then slowly opened his eyes, holding the sword, and began to swing.

Chopping, slashing, and stabbing, the sword drew graceful arcs in the air, and the wind whistled as if resonating with the sword.

This set of sword skills is more of a set of sword skills foundation than a martial arts skill. It describes in detail the characteristics of the sword as a weapon, the basic use of the sword, the basic concept of sword skills, and the basic moves of sword skills. For Feng Huan, as an enlightenment book, this sword skill book played a decisive role in his future growth.

"The basic techniques of sword moves are chopping, slashing, collapsing, lifting, blocking, washing, intercepting, stabbing, stirring, pressing, hanging and sweeping. If you want to be the king of swords, you must first master these twelve key techniques! ... The body and the sword are united, the sword and the mind are united, the mind and the intention are united, and the intention and the soul are united..."

Feng Huan's mind kept replaying the sword formula, holding the long sword, and slowly practicing according to the formula. From the initial stumbling, to the final smooth completion. Over and over again, under the moonlight, only one person and one sword can be seen, the person is like a bright star, and the sword is like a flying phoenix!

Feng Huan had to stop only when all his energy was used up. Although it was already midnight, he was not sleepy at all. Instead, he felt excited, as if he was reuniting with his relatives after many years of separation. He felt excited and comfortable.

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Another month passed, and the newcomers welcomed their second mission. Just like the last time, after arriving at the mission hall, they drew lots to fight for their lives with the ferocious beasts.

This time, after being stimulated, everyone practiced harder. Most people's cultivation base improved significantly, and Feng Huan also reached the third level of Tongmai Realm.

But the beast that appeared this time was stronger than the last time. After three days of bloody battle, two people were still torn to pieces.

"This time is the same as last time. Those who pass the test will receive a reward. Starting next month, your opponents will no longer be these stupid beasts, but yourselves."

"What do you mean by ourselves?" People were whispering and staring at each other.

"Don't you understand? To put it more clearly, you guys will be paired up through lottery, and fight each other until one of you dies."

"coax!"

"No way! That means half of us will die here next time!" There was a commotion below.

"Of course, if the two opponents are both very good, we will consider keeping both of them. You must remember that when you come here, you must be prepared to die at any time."

"Most of you were already facing death threats before coming here. If the organization hadn't brought you here, you might have died a long time ago. So, don't think that the organization is cruel to you."