The Juggernaut in the comic world

Chapter 187 Sword Soul ([-])

The blacksmith did give up his original attack plan, but...

He did not choose to retreat.

Facing Cheng Ying who was slashing at his arm, the blacksmith just glanced sideways, and then saw the wrist of his left hand turn, the hilt of the sword turned to face, and the body of the sword with the scabbard together, smashed at Mark's elbow.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound.

The place where Mark's elbow joints intersected was hit by the sword, and a tingling sensation hit him instantly.

At the same time, the blacksmith's right hand holding the sword also turned over, and the original movement of pushing away Chengying also changed, and the tip of the sword went down a little bit.

"Chong!"

The two swords collided, and with a "clang clang", Chengying fell from Mark's hand.

Immediately afterwards, the blacksmith raised his foot and kicked forward.

"boom!"

Mark was hit in the stomach again.

This time, he was kicked out directly.

On the blacksmith's side, after kicking Mark into the air, he tapped his heel when retracting his foot, and it hit Chengying's sword accurately.

At the same time, the blacksmith let go of the hilt on the left and right, and then fished it forward. Chengying was snatched from Mark's hand and held in his hand.

"Good material..."

The blacksmith looked at Chengying, and was about to praise Chengying, but as soon as the words came out, his brows frowned, and what he wanted to say was cut off.

"Humph!"

A trace of dissatisfaction appeared in his eyes, the blacksmith snorted coldly, and changed the topic: "It's a pity to have such a good material!"

On the opposite side, Mark grinned and held his stomach, looking a little decadent.

It's just to change jobs. How can there be so many things?

Mark turned his face.

He tried his best to leave the earth, and got involved in the war between the Xandars and the Crees. After so many things, he finally got the power gem, but now he still has to face the blacksmith?
There were a total of three encounters between Mark and the blacksmith, and then he was hit three times in a row in the stomach.

Not only is the strength getting heavier every time!

Regardless of whether the blacksmith used the hilt or his feet, the point of attack hadn't moved a single bit.

Not a ray of hope in sight!
Mark has fully realized the gap between himself and the blacksmith.

In these three confrontations, whether he used skills, triple slash, wave splitting, or normal attacks that didn't rely on skills.

The three attack methods were all easily resolved by the blacksmith.

and……

Even Chengying was taken away!

Facing the blacksmith, Mark felt like a child who hadn't learned to walk, but his opponent was a world champion in the [-]-meter race.

Whatever it takes!

However, no matter whether he fought or not, he had to defeat the blacksmith before he could leave here.

Mark felt bitter, and then rubbed his abdomen vigorously to suppress the pain. Then, he pursed his mouth and supported it with his hands, intending to stand up from the ground and challenge the blacksmith again.

But in the process of Mark getting up, the blacksmith's words of complaining about Chengying craftsmanship also came over.

Mark paused, blinked, and a plan that didn't know if it was feasible emerged.

"Clap!"

Standing up, Mark patted the dust on his body, then glanced at Chengying, and then said to the blacksmith: "Master, I also know that the craftsmanship of making Chengying is not very good, but its material is vibration gold, in order to melt vibration Jin has already crippled my boss' kung fu, and it's pretty good to be able to shape it!"

"Humph!"

The blacksmith glared at Mark and said dissatisfiedly, "As a swordsman, you can't even make your own weapons, so what kind of swordsman is he?"

Mark scratched his head and muttered, "No one stipulates that swordsmen must make their own weapons."

"You are talking about ordinary swordsmen!"

The blacksmith choked, followed by sweeping his gaze away from Mark, pausing for a long time on the ghost's hand, and then said: "If we ghost swordsmen can't even forge our own weapons, how can we master the sword skills perfectly? Above the hands of ghosts?"

Above and above the ghost hand?
Mark's heart moved when he heard the words, and he looked back, sweeping across the blacksmith's hand.

That is……

A look of surprise flashed in Mark's eyes.

The blacksmith's hands are white!

Soul of Sword?

Is it...

Mark faintly noticed.

In the blacksmith's words, there seemed to be important information contained in the job-changing Sword Soul.

Mark couldn't think clearly for a while, and when he collected his mind, he felt that he would follow the blacksmith's words.

So he said: "Master, how can I reforge Chengying now?"

"Use your heart!"

answered the blacksmith.

Heart?
Mark was taken aback.

Do you want to make it so mysterious?
"Ugh……"

Seeing Mark's bewildered face, the blacksmith shook his head and sighed, "I don't know who brought you into the swordsman's way, but they didn't teach you anything."

"Uh……"

Mark smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to answer.

The reason why he acquired the ghost hand was the awakening of the system, and the skill of ghost swordsman was also due to professional inheritance.

Master's words...

Except for studying with Gu Yi in Karma Taj for a period of time, no one taught him.

As for sword skills?

Rely on those memories in the professional inheritance to explore by yourself.

"Come with me."

The blacksmith glanced at Mark, then turned and walked towards the hut.

He wants to teach me?

Mark had already realized something, and he would hesitate there, so he immediately followed.

Back in the thatched cottage, the blacksmith first took off the sword that was hanging on him, and then hung it up again.

Cheng Ying is naturally among them.

Then, I heard the blacksmith say to himself: "Whenever you master the Heart Sword, you will be qualified to take her down."

"Yes!"

Mark nodded obediently.

"Take it."

Immediately afterwards, the blacksmith came to the corner of the hut, rummaged through an iron sword and threw it over.

"Snapped!"

Mark quickly grabbed it. Before he could figure out the reason, the blacksmith's voice sounded again: "Demonstrate all the sword skills you have mastered."

Really want to teach me!

Mark was overjoyed and immediately left the thatched cottage.

Then under the observation of the blacksmith, Mark used all the skills he had mastered one by one.

Starting from the upward pick, three-stage chop, split wave chop, cross chop...

Until the end with the ghost cut.

After the demonstration, Mark looked at the blacksmith expectantly, waiting for the other party's instructions.

But at this time, the sky had long since lost a little brilliance, only the flame burning on the stove in the thatched cottage was still dancing in Mark's eyes.

Originally, the blacksmith's display in front of Mark was disgusting, but looking at Mark's eyes, he suddenly couldn't say what he wanted to ridicule.

"call!"

Taking a deep breath, the blacksmith watched Mark silently.

After a while, the blacksmith turned around and returned to the thatched cottage.

"It's getting late today, take a good rest and get up early tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)