People are in Douluo, the awakening time at the beginning is zero

Chapter 58 Hospitality

Author: day dreamer

Chapter 58 Hospitality

"Please, Xiaoyou Lu, you have been working hard all the way. This is tea specially provided for the Tiandou Empire's royal family. Please try how it tastes." Ning Fengzhi sat on the main seat, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then raised his hand to signal Chen Mo.

taste.

Chen Mo nodded and picked up the teacup, took a few sips and drank it all. He put the teacup down with a smile, and a servant behind him filled it for him.

"I actually don't know how to taste tea. I chew peonies and don't know the taste. However, the sweet aftertaste of this tea seems to have calmed my soul a lot. It must be a good drink to nourish the mind. Thank you Sect Master Ning for your hospitality." Chen Mo replied. Zaining

If you just pretend to be complimentary and say polite words in front of a veteran like Fengzhi, it would be unfair. Telling the truth is the best policy.

"Indeed, you young people probably won't be interested in this." Ning Fengzhi smiled and nodded.

"That's right, I don't understand why Dad, you like to drink tea, but I still like juice." Ning Rongrong echoed from the side. With Ning Rongrong's words, the atmosphere instantly became a lot more cheerful.

"By the way, I heard from Rongrong that Lu Xiaoyou has already become a soul sect at the age of fifteen. I wonder where he learned from it? Maybe Ning has heard about it." Ning Fengzhi changed the topic and started talking about Chen Mo's past.

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Chen Mo was already prepared. He had mentioned that he had a master when chatting with Ning Rongrong before, but the dragon had never seen its end.

"My master is probably just an unknown person. It's funny to say that I have never heard him mention his real name. He often goes out, so I actually have no way to contact him." Chen Mo said with a slightly ashamed expression.

"To be able to teach a genius like you, your master must be a great person." Ning Fengzhi began to promote business.

"Sect Master Ning has given you too much praise. This junior is just a common man."

"If Brother Lu isn't a genius, then I'm just a stupid donkey. By the way, Grandpa Jian, I've been waiting for that thing you prepared." Ning Rongrong could see that this would be endless.

Okay, I just used my curiosity as an excuse to get to the point.

Upon seeing this, Ning Fengzhi waved his hand, and all the servants left the room.

Sword Douluo was actually impatient. He flipped his left hand over and a black-gold long knife appeared in his hand. The width of the blade was only twice as wide as that of an ordinary long sword. The moment the knife appeared, it was even room temperature.

All dropped a bit.

Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly when he saw this knife.

"This knife was the final work of a master craftsman a hundred years ago. The blade is entirely made of cold iron from the North. It is characterized by its hardness and sharpness. Unfortunately, no one has used it since the day it was made. It has been stored in the sect.

In the warehouse, Mr. Lu, you can see if it suits you." After saying this, Sword Douluo tossed it casually, and the long knife drew a parabola in mid-air.

Ning Rongrong looked at Sword Douluo's movements and felt a little reproachful in her heart. It was too rude to throw it away like this. Didn't it have to be picked up?

However, the expected sound of metal hitting the ground did not appear. The long black gold knife rotated in the air perfectly, and finally the tip of the knife fell downwards. Then, like the ice and snow melting in spring, more than half of the blade sank silently into the ground before stopping completely.

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There is no doubt that this knife is extremely sharp. The floor of the living room is made of hard bluestone, but it is no different from tofu in front of this knife.

Ning Rongrong was also shocked by the scene in front of her and couldn't help but cover her mouth.

"What a good sword. Sword Douluo really has good eyesight." Chen Mo clapped his hands and stood up to pull out the sword. Ning Fengzhi looked at Chen Mo's actions and turned to look at Sword Douluo who grinned slightly.

With a helpless expression, Bone Douluo seemed to have guessed something when he saw the change in his old partner's expression.

Ning Fengzhi inspects the sect's warehouse once a year. Of course he knows about this sword. There is certainly a reason why such a magical weapon has never been used by sect disciples.

too heavy.

The quality of the Northland Cold Iron is extremely amazing. Such a long sword weighs three hundred kilograms. A low-level disciple cannot use it. A high-level disciple already has his own partner and cannot use it. Under normal circumstances, such a heavy sword will be used.

The one who wields weapons is also a powerful soul master at the soul king and soul emperor level.

But who would use a weapon among powerful soul masters of this level? So it was kept on the shelf. Unexpectedly, Sword Douluo took it out. This was obviously to embarrass Lu Mingfei.

According to the intelligence that was passed back before, Lu Mingfei should be an agility-type soul master, and he probably wouldn't be able to use this sword. Ning Fengzhi estimated that Sword Douluo had prepared another sword, and was just waiting for Lu Mingfei to give up his sword skills.

The sword is gone.

It's also his fault. Bone Douluo had run into Sword Douluo several times over this matter. Why didn't he expect that Sword Douluo could be petty sometimes?

Chen Mo didn't know the twists and turns inside. He had a good sense of the knife and started to use it directly. "It's so ice." As soon as Chen Mo held the handle of the knife, it felt like he was holding an ice cube directly.

"It's a good idea to wait until the weather gets hotter. It's better than air conditioning." Chen Mo's mind jumped again.

"Buzz."

I saw Chen Mo holding the handle of the knife tightly with one hand, slowly but without hesitation pulling the knife out of the ground. A cold light flashed from the blade, and then Chen Mo directly began to look at the long knife.

"How is that possible?" Sword Douluo was already prepared for Chen Mo to make a fool of himself, but he didn't expect that the knife seemed to be like a bamboo pole in Chen Mo's hand, allowing him to weigh it back and forth at will.

What's even more astonishing is that Chen Mo didn't use any soul power at all. In other words, he mastered the knife with only the strength of his physical body and one arm. Seeing how lightly he handled it, it can be seen how terrifying his power is.

"Excellent sword. As expected of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, Sect Master Ning, Sword Douluo Mian, Bone Douluo Mian, thank you very much." Chen Mo held the sword in both hands and saluted the three of them.

"Whether a weapon fits or not depends on whether it fits the hand. When fighting, the user must be able to be as perfect as the weapon. You can try again." Sword Douluo reminded him aloud. He didn't want Chen Mo to do it because of it.

Trying to pretend to look appropriate.

"Your Majesty, Sword Douluo, reminds me, I'll try again." Chen Mo smiled and turned his back. Ning Fengzhi and the others took a few steps outside, then used their right hand to throw the long knife upwards.

The blade of the knife was spinning in the air and falling freely. At this moment, Chen Mo suddenly stretched out his left hand and placed it on the path where the knife fell.

"Be careful!" Ning Rongrong suddenly screamed. According to the sharpness of this knife, the force of free fall alone is enough to cut through the stone. Wouldn't Chen Mo's hand be cut off directly if he put it below?

Although injuries like a broken arm can be immediately reattached in Douluo Continent and the limb remains intact, it is still a bit too bloody for a young lady like Ning Rongrong.

However, the expected bloody incident did not happen. The long knife rotated perfectly in the air, and the thick back of the knife crossed the top of Chen Mo's arm, and finally penetrated the ground again, this time leaving only the handle on the ground.

Chen Mo smiled and turned around and pulled out the long knife, "It's really suitable."

Chen Mo's move was nothing in front of several of the mainland's top experts. His behavior only meant one thing, that he had complete control over the sword.

"Sect Master Ning is in front of you. I don't dare to wield the sword to be rude. I'm sorry for showing my shame." Chen Mo returned to his seat holding the sword.

(End of chapter)