第12章 突破！黄阶八段

第12章 突破！黄阶八段
"Are you really not tricking me?" Chang Le walked on the road to Jianlin, venting his frustrations to Jian Ming along the way. "This sword, no matter how I look at it, feels like a badly worn-out iron sword."
“I will tell you the amazing features of this sword when we get to Jianlin," Jianming couldn't help but speak up after listening to Constant Joy's complaints all the way, "You really don't appreciate its value."
Inside Jianlin.
Constant Joy swung the broken sword aimlessly as he wandered through Jianlin, occasionally slashing at the passing swordwood.
It can't even make a dent in the swordwood!
"Kid, stop fooling around," Jian Ming suddenly said to Chang Le.
"You said I tricked you, right?" Jian Ming pointed to a piece of swordwood with his true qi. "Now, hold the sword with one hand and press your other hand against the end of your sword hilt."
"Like this?" Chang Le followed Jian Ming's instructions and positioned himself. "
剑明不禁头大，“将剑抵在剑木上，然后给你的剑输入真气。”
常乐嘀嘀咕咕着说着什么，在注入真气的那瞬，那断剑顺间没入了那棵剑木中，常乐因为失去重心，一下子摔趴在地。
"How, how is this possible?" Chang Le rubbed his head in astonishment, but he was frightened by the wooden sword in front of him. The wooden sword had a small diamond-shaped hole, about two feet deep.
"Place your hand at the end of the sword hilt and infuse true energy," Jian Ming once again said to Chang Le. Translated content:
He looked at it intently, and the broken sword was enveloped in true qi. The broken part extended with true qi, and around the blade, true qi became its edge, almost transparent and faintly visible.
"This, this is impossible. I have never heard of Qi being able to repair a broken sword," Chang Le examined the broken sword up and down.
"Right now, it only has the hardness of an ordinary Yellow-grade Spirit Sword," Jian Ming sneered, "That's because your knowledge is limited. This sword has many more wonders than just that. It's just that you currently cannot tap into its inner potential."
"Remember," Jian Ming said seriously, "the stronger you become, the stronger this sword will be."
Changle can understand this sentence very clearly. It is obvious that this sword utilizes the user's true qi to launch attacks, so the stronger one's true qi becomes, the sharper this sword will be. "I understand."
"Alright, kid, keep training!" Jian Ming suddenly released a burst of true energy and struck Chang Le, causing him to jump up in pain. "
Wasn't it said that we would take a day off?" Chang Le protested. Translated:
If Changle could see Jianming's face, he would notice a wicked smile on it. "But now that you have the sword, your vacation ends early."
Changle looked at the countless streams of true energy suddenly appearing before him, not lethal but enough to cause excruciating pain in his bones.
"... " Chang Le stared at the approaching true energy, "Old Swordman..."
"What's wrong?"
"Your uncle!"
Then, only the sound of screams echoed in the Sword Forest. Translation:
......
One month later.
The scene in Cangjian Village was different from usual, with many unfamiliar faces. The whole village became exceptionally lively. Practitioners and officials from Chaisang County occasionally came to this remote village, adding a tense yet exciting atmosphere. Today, the grand competition of Cangjian Village is about to begin!
In the village square, a wooden arena made of swordwood was set up, with a row of seats beside it, obviously for officials and nobles to sit on.
......
Inside Jianlin.
"You wretched old man! You old fool!" Changleu was running wildly in the sword forest, covered in mud and blood, seemingly being chased by something. As he ran through the woods, he cursed loudly, "It's all because of you, this old man who never takes care of himself. You insisted on sending me to the mountains to fight a bear before the Grand Competition. Now look, I couldn't kill the bear and ended up attracting a pack of wolves instead! The noon Grand Competition is about to begin! This is going to delay everything!"
"Can you blame the old man? It's your own incompetence! It took so long to kill the bear, and it was your fight with the bear that attracted the wolf pack!" Jianming felt like he was going to lose his temper, "Hurry up! Run for your life, you should be able to catch up!"
"I should have shaken them off by now!" Chang Le sprinted all the way, afraid to pause, and looked back.
Meeting his gaze, there were about ten pairs of eerie green wolf eyes staring intently at Chang Le, already catching up to him within less than ten meters.
"Damn it! You despicable old man!! But..." Chang Le ran away while clenching his fists, looking towards the nearby Cansword Village.
"Reaching the eighth stage is not considered coming back empty-handed!" (Note: The translation provided is a literal translation of the text)
(End of this chapter.)