525: C525 Successful Tempering

C525 Successful Tempering

525. Successful quenching.

"Thirteen steel column... Currently, my comprehension of the sword force has already reached 15%!"

Qin Feng said with a pleasantly surprised expression on his face.

Although he had only improved by about half a percent, Qin Feng was quite happy. After all, this wasn't a simple improvement. The comprehension of the sword force was incomparably obscure.

Among millions of swordsmen, it was hard to find one who could comprehend the Sword Intent. Once one comprehended the Sword Intent, he would become a peerless genius, and his future would be immeasurable.

Among the swordsmen who could comprehend the Sword Intent, the number and proportion of them who could comprehend the sword force would be even lower.

Therefore, he was quite satisfied that he was able to understand and comprehend half of the sword force.

"Swoosh!"

Qin Feng closed his eyes and immersed himself in his comprehension.

This time, his comprehension was longer than the past few days. Finally, another ten days had passed.

"Chi!"

In this cultivation room, Qin Feng's eyes suddenly opened, as if the void had turned white. In the depths of his eyes, two strange light patterns were flickering. As they swallowed and exhaled, it seemed as if they could suppress one side.

In this manor, a sharp light was spreading in the surroundings. Wherever it went, many of martial cultivation's swords couldn't help but let out a slight trembling sound.

Even though they were separated by the Origin Energy Chamber, even though it was the long sword of a swordsman, it still couldn't help but tremble.

"20% sword force! Success!"

As he stood up, a smile appeared on Qin Feng's face.

"Chi!"

His fingers moved quickly as he drew a Sword Qi.

Instantly, the steel column in front of him was completely cut in half at the waist.

The cut section was as smooth as a mirror.

"It's only 20% of my strength, but it's more than enough to be stronger than what I used to be. Right now, I haven't gotten the sword yet, but once I use a new sword, I'm afraid that the power will be even greater. With the help of the sword's strength, the sword force is the most powerful and complete!"

Half a month passed just like that.

In the last few days.

Qin Feng no longer comprehended the sword force. Instead, he was slowly recuperating.

He had achieved his goal of coming to this The City of Wu Ji.

The current him was looking for Phantom Hand of Soldier, and the other reason was to refine the dragon blood in the Silver-horned Golden Tattooed Python's body. The latter two things had already been completed, and strong person was about to forge his new weapon.

Of course, the greatest benefit was that he had comprehended the sword force.

This also increased his confidence in the two strong person The City of Wu Ji.

This was also the reason why he was recuperating.

Each of the two strong person should be at the True Spirit Stage level 9 level. If it was a one on one battle, Qin Feng might not be afraid of them.

However, if these two were combined, Qin Feng never had the confidence to defeat them. But now, with the help of breaking through to the True Spirit Stage level 6 and the nine Dragon Scale Power, Qin Feng was confident that he could fight them!1

"Let's go and see how Phantom Hand of Soldier is making my weapon..."

After walking out of the Origin Energy Chamber, Qin Feng continued to search for Phantom Hand of Soldier.

"This is your sword..."

After arriving at Phantom Hand of Soldier's residence, Phantom Hand of Soldier slowly walked out with a long golden blade in his hand.

Even though the [Tyrant Profound Dragon Sword] had changed its appearance... However, Qin Feng could still recognize it at a glance. The connection between them was extremely clear.

The long blade at this moment was even longer and more slender than before. Its entire body was a glazed Gold, and a wisp of golden light was constantly circulating on it.

There were even dragon marks faintly visible on it, as if it was alive.

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