Su Feng separated a wisp of his mental energy and explored towards the ancient bronze sword.
The ancient bronze sword hovered in the air and began to emit bursts of sword sounds.
"The spiritual power attached to it isn't very strong. Perhaps this dog god isn't a strong person in terms of spiritual power!"
Su Feng tried to guess.
It's not impossible.
After Su Feng revealed his talent for mental power, Dog God did not take the initiative to invite him to meet.
Moreover, this is a national martial arts college competition, not a liberal arts college competition.
In other words, this follows the path of Qi and blood, rather than the domain of spiritual power.
So, the Dog God has been replaced!
"In this way, the rich blood energy on this sword can also be explained!"
"Since my mental strength isn't up to par, then watch me... break through!"
"Bang!"
A faint sound rang out, and the mental restraint on the sword was instantly broken.
A young man in a long robe, looking exceptionally flamboyant, slowly floated out from the confinement.
The long red robes fluttered, making him stand out conspicuously.
The young man also had a sword in his hand, which looked exactly the same as the sword in front of Su Feng.
"A phantom? What a silly image, one that can't even transmit mental fluctuations back."
Su Feng remarked that the strength of this mental power was not high, at most it was only slightly stronger than Zhong Ziqi's.
And not by much!
It seems that the twelve zodiac guardians are not so powerful that they are boundless, but rather that they are somewhat unbalanced in their specialties!
At the very least, the mental strength of this dog god in front of us is not very strong.
The phantom hovered in the air, gazing into the distance, its hands behind its back, looking like a hermit sage.
"Junior, your ability to complete these three tasks and successfully break through this restriction demonstrates that you are a young person who possesses courage, luck, and strength!"
"I believe you've had a tough journey!" the illusory figure of the Dog God said, even trying to comfort Su Feng.
Su Feng shook his head helplessly. Actually, it was... a little easy!
Your restrictions aren't very flexible.
At least Su Feng didn't see any test; he broke through it directly.
"I entered the ninth rank in the year 1123 of the New Era, and subsequently entered the second battlefield of the heavens, commonly known as the Ox Gate!"
"Within the Bull Gate, I killed three aliens of the same rank and was hailed as the new generation of Sword God."
"A supreme sword, severing a supreme race."
"Later, when I reached the semi-saint realm, during the turmoil of the Rat Sect, I struck an old man in the saint realm with my sword, completely severing his immortality!"
"However, at that moment, I was engaged in close combat with three semi-saint level experts. I was no match for them, my Dragon Roar Sword shattered, its spirit was destroyed, and I fell from my saintly position!"
"Although I managed to piece it back together in the end, I couldn't find any more dragon blood, so I could only keep it at the ninth level."
"A ninth-tier sword is fine for practicing moves, but it will break in an instant when it comes to a real life-or-death battle."
"So, I've temporarily sealed it away."
"Later, I entered the realm of sainthood and suddenly comprehended all the sword techniques I possessed overnight, and mastered a single move."
"Supreme Sword!"
"With this sword drawn, I will be the strongest, and there will be no one above me!"
"However, this sword strike can only be used once!"
"After one move, if the enemy isn't dead, I will be!"
"When I was conferred the title of Dog God, I left this sword technique within this sword. If you can hear these words, you can accept my inheritance."
"Although I have taught you sword techniques, we do not need to address each other as master and disciple."
"Whether I am still alive or not, when you see me, just address me as a fellow Daoist."
“In the future, you will surely be able to guard a passage through the heavens, just like me.”
"May you be like me, preferring to die before the passage rather than fall behind the human race."
After the phantom finished speaking, it vanished completely like a fluorescent light.
Su Feng held the Dragon Roar Sword in his hand, with a wisp of spiritual consciousness floating on its blade.
Originally, this spiritual consciousness was about to fly towards Su Feng as the dog god dissipated, wanting to completely merge with Su Feng.
But.
Su Feng waved his hand to stop him.
Su Feng is very cautious!
Such a mysterious halo flew towards Su Feng, how could Su Feng possibly merge with it?
Besides.
It's just a cultivation technique; it's better to use the mental energy miniature that Su Feng is familiar with in order to absorb it more effectively.
"The ninth rank and above is the semi-saint realm, which is equivalent to the tenth rank."
"The realm above the Half-Saint is the Saint Realm, which is equivalent to the eleventh rank."
"The Dog God, at the eleventh rank, can already guard the passages to all heavens. It seems there might not be a thirteenth-rank being among the twelve Zodiac Gods!"
"Interesting, very interesting!" Su Feng nodded slightly, though he was being overly cautious.
But it is necessary!
After all, Su Feng had nothing but cultivation at the beginning!
If you were to actually fight against this mountain of corpses and sea of blood, you might not necessarily win.
However, now I'm somewhat confident!
You've got it, bro!
Thirteenth-rank fighter against eleventh-rank fighter.
Putting everything else aside, at least Su Feng can confidently display his cultivation level in the Southern Frontier.
"Let's see this swordsmanship first." Su Feng excitedly licked his lips and looked at the ball of light with a smile.
A small figure of spiritual energy emerged from between his eyebrows.
He ran to the ball of light, started moving it, tossed it aside, and began studying.
Su Feng ignored the villain and focused intently on the red longsword in front of him, the one that the dog god's phantom called the Dragon Roar Sword.
With the Dog God's wealth... he naturally wouldn't skimp on materials.
The longsword before us is only missing a part of its divine soul!
And... the dragon blood necessary to upgrade this divine sword!
Su Feng hesitated slightly, then began to wipe the Dragon Roar Sword's blade and remove the bronze rust from its surface. The Dragon Roar Sword then emitted a faint red light.
"I can't do anything about the soul. The ninth-level alien I killed in Jiangcheng was taken by Zhong Ziqi."
"The Blood Demon in the alternate dimension has no spiritual power whatsoever."
"We can only repair our soul later!"
“However…” Su Feng hesitated for a moment, then casually grabbed one of the little creatures in the room.
"I do have a few drops of dragon blood!"
"This sword is truly destined for me!" Su Feng said with a smile.
The blood dragon he was holding made a "woo-woo-woo-woo" sound.
The blood dragon felt extremely aggrieved that his previously sealed spiritual power had not yet been released.
She can't speak, and now Su Feng is going to bleed her dry.
I have a lot of grievances to confide in, but I don't know who to talk to.
Su Feng grabbed the little blood dragon's toe, gently stroked it with his hand, and forcibly squeezed out a drop of dragon blood.
The dragon's blood dripped onto the Dragon's Roar Sword, immediately producing a whistling sound.
The entire sword trembled uncontrollably, as if it had received the best gift.
But Su Feng knew that this did not mean the Dragon Roar Sword was repaired.
It merely proves that dragon blood can indeed improve the grade of the Dragon Roar Sword.
if...
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