MTL - Blade and Sword God Sovereign-~ Chapter 1, shampoo pool for new students

"Pang, ah, so I am really traversing? And I am also attached to a boy who has the same name and the same name as my teenager?"

Ding Hao sat in the [sword pool], looked down at a broken black rust sword in his hand, and looked at the handsome and handsome face reflected in the water. He had been staying for more than an hour, and it was unbelievable. .

He clearly remembers that last night he and his friends and friends went out to eat a meal to celebrate high school graduation, Imagine the unfettered after entering the university, and say goodbye to the friends of the three-year window, everyone is too excited, they are stupid and unconscious, wait for him again. Open my eyes and recover my mind, I found myself coming to this strange world.

For a long time, Ding Hao knew that things had no change, and he barely persuaded himself to accept this fact.

I don't know why, in the past, I was reluctant to live in the life of the earth world. Ding Hao’s heart was deep and faintly inexplicable, as if he had been reborn, and he felt a little too calm for himself. The mindset, extremely calmly accepted the new world and new identity.

Perhaps this is the adventure factor that he inscribed in the depths of the soul is not willing to settle down.

In the previous more than an hour, the memory fusion that has been completely completed has made him know a lot of things.

This is a world called the Endless Continent. The strong are respected, the sects are everywhere, and the humans and demons jointly dominate the world.

And Ding Hao’s questioning Jianzong is an eight-character sword repair sect, located in the endless continent of the northern wilderness. X. Six. One of the big states of Xuezhou, is the Xuezhou [one hospital, two villages, three parties, three Zong] One of the nine human sects, occupying hundreds of miles of Wenshan Mountain, the number of disciples under the door is over 10,000, the master is like a cloud, and the genius is born. Since its establishment, it has been more than 1,500 years old.

As a prominent sect, it is very important to maintain the image of your own mountain gate.

On the contrary, even the masters who fly in the sky are people, they have to eat and drink Lazarus, so the health work of the martial art needs to be taken seriously, and the high-ranking warriors will not waste their precious time cleaning the room. On, so asked Jianzong to have a very large system of "logistics."

Ding Hao did not ask the disciple of Jianzong.

It is a group in the [Logistics Group].

To be precise, he is a small cockroach who is responsible for cleaning the mountain roads every day.

In the memory of the previous fusion, the strange thing is that everything about the age of ten is a blank.

He didn't know who his parents were, and he didn't know why he appeared in the mountains of the sword.

The only memory about a loved one is a younger sister who is less than five years old and lives with him. When Ding Hao was eleven years old, he was seen by a mysterious and powerful woman in white. Take away, I don’t know where to go.

Therefore, from the age of eleven, the former Ding Hao became an orphan.

In this world where the strong is respected, being a strong person is the dream of every teenager, and Ding Hao is naturally not excluded.

What's more, he wants to go out and ask the swordsman, walk in the wilderness of the demon, and find the missing sister to come back, you must have strong force.

It is a pity that his congenital bones are poor, the meridians are small, and his understanding is limited. The congenital qualifications are really bad. From the age of ten, he has been asked to ask the swordsman once a year to go to the test. Until the age of fourteen, a total of four times, they have not been able to Through the most basic tests, I became a named disciple of Jian Zong.

According to the memory of the fusion, in another half-month, this is the date of asking the sword to open the door to recruit children.

The memory in my mind also tells Ding Hao that this year will be my last chance.

Because according to the rules of the sword, the disciples who are over 14 years old will not be recruited.

There is an irrefutable truth in this world: if a person can't pass the basic test before the age of fifteen, it can only show that his talent is really scum, and it is better to be an ordinary person than the martial arts.

"His sister, so, isn't it only half a month's preparation time?"

Ding Hao thought of this, but he was born with a sense of urgent crisis.

This natural stay is a great way to substitute yourself into the new world.

Crossing into a fantasy world with a demon and a strong, if you can't be a strong man, you can only become the bottom layer, without dignity and presence. Life and death can't be controlled by yourself. It's ridiculously busy like an ant. .

Such a miserable situation, for Ding Hao, it is better to immediately wipe the neck and re-enter the tires to delete files.

Thinking of this, Ding Hao’s sense of crisis is even worse.

He knew that he had to act now and do something.

So Ding Hao stood up and stood quietly on the side of the [Sword Pool], thinking for a long while, closing his eyes, filtering some of the swordsmanship memories in his mind, trying to find clues to become stronger.

Suddenly, his eyes opened and he seemed to think of something.

The rusted long sword in the hand was slightly shocked, and a sword was stabbed out. A sword method was extremely skillful.

In the past fourteen years, although it was only a sweeping shackle, as one of the editors of the sword-swording school, he was a long-time deaf and secretly practicing. This body still remembers some extremely shallow. The entry level swordsmanship.

Therefore, Ding Hao made it out according to his memory at this time, and he felt that these swordsmanships were as familiar as they have been practicing for thousands of times.

This set of basic self-defense swordsmanship of the three-year-old children of Jianzong is divided into sixteen strokes.

The first twelve strokes have no name, but the latter four strokes are slightly more subtle. They are named [Splitting], [Opening Ice], [Yunyun] and [Following the Wind]. If it is made in one breath, it is really continuous. Absolutely, the sword is rolling, and generally more than a dozen strong men can't be close.

Ding Hao has no sidelines, according to the memory in his mind, a sword and a sword spurt out.

What he didn't even think of was that he quickly entered a state of extreme magic.

If someone sees it at this time, it will be incredibly screaming, because it is known that Ding Hao, the first stupid pig of Jianzong, seems to have changed a person at this time, and the footwork movement is extremely elegant and sleek. A few points of dust, especially to the most exquisite last four swords, the connection between the moves is seamless, no gaps to follow, a sword is like a sword.

At the end, the reddish rusted sword turned into a red light, rolling around him, and it was extremely fierce.

"call out--!"

In the sound of the rusted sword, Ding Hao took the sword and stood.

His delicate face showed a bit of surprise.

"Weird, in the previous memory, the last four styles of this sword method are extremely difficult to master. The former owner of this body, who spent more than two years practicing thousands of times, could not fully grasp it, but why? I just thought that everything is very simple. It seems that as long as it is the move that comes to mind, the body can be easily done?"

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