"Lost?"

When Roger first saw this shrine, he felt a little strange. There was a place but nothing, and it was placed in a very important position.

"Or it's the inheritance that is cut off."

Rimu Qianxia spoke.

"Qiu Shuiliu's formal inherited swordsmanship has two weapons, one long and one short. Combining the two, you can only condense the corresponding guardian spirits when you reach the highest level."

“But now…”

Rimu Qianxia sighed, then she shouted loudly, pulled out the weapon in her hand, and the energy on her body was rising and falling. Under Roger's gaze, his body moved quickly.

As he moved and slashed, the power accumulated on Rimu Qianxia's body became stronger and stronger.

Roger was surprised to find that the weak girl in front of him showed more power than the ordinary second-level peak.

But even so, this power has not yet fallen back, but is continuing to increase.

Then broke through that boundary.

The spiritual power surrounding her body was already strong and could not be dissolved. The shrine not far away was also emitted with rays of light.

The two echo each other, forming a closed circuit, and the spiritual power surged around Rimu Qianxia's body rolled, outlining a vague form.

But soon, the spiritual power formed suddenly collapsed, and the air waves formed swept around, and Rimu Qianxia also turned pale.

"Although I have reached the peak of spiritual power accumulation, unfortunately, due to the severance of inheritance, I will never be able to take that critical step."

Rimu Qianxia held the weapon in her hand tightly, "Using my current physical condition without a guardian spirit, it is very dangerous to control such powerful power."

"So I can only seal part of my spiritual power in this weapon."

"It is precisely because of this reason that I promised you the previous conditions. After all, no one is willing to continue practicing a inheritance that is destined to be cut off."

Roger nodded.

But he was thinking about another question in his mind. In the moment of explosion, Rimu Qianxia showed a terrible power that completely surpassed his own level limit.

Even if this power is increased several times, it will not be any threat in Roger's opinion, but this is not what he cares about.

But that terrible outbreak that originated entirely from itself and has no side effects!

This is completely different from the extraordinary people he has come into contact with in the Western world.

Before the battle, the extraordinary people in the Western world almost burst out, and the strength of both sides was obvious.

Although there are some secret means or cursed objects that can increase their power, this is hard to come by, rather than the conventional means that Rimu Qianxia just showed.

By analogy, Roger couldn't help but squint.

The extraordinary person at sunrise is wrong, he should become a practitioner. If he generally masters similar methods, the battle between higher-levels should be extremely dangerous.

While being shocked, Roger also had another idea.

His body and soul are special results by coincidence, most importantly from the help of the Hunter's Lodge.

Is it possible...

I can also learn their control of power.

In fact, after entering the fourth level, Roger found that his strength had reached the upper limit, because his pale blood did not come from the condensation over the years.

But assimilation and plunder.

"Guardian Spirit?"

Roger suddenly became interested. Since ordinary people can control their spiritual power to condense their own guardian spirit through their practice of swordsmanship.

Then his body...

It should work completely.

When the second Hunter Hunter's Hunter was raised to the upper level, the characteristic Roger acquired was the Heart of the Sword.

[Sword Heart]: Your practice and understanding of swordsmanship are far beyond ordinary people. Imitation, integration, innovation, and quantitative accumulation will bring about qualitative changes. Swordsmanship in your hands will no longer be a simple killing skill.

This ability has not improved Roger too much, and in a sense it cannot even match the opening conditions for getting this reward.

But at this time, here, combined with the sword seal, this ability will become extremely powerful.

It seems that many abilities require deep digging.

The choice Uma made for Roger is very reasonable. If it is a normal school of inheritance, even for some rare extraordinary items, I am afraid that I would not be willing to contact an outsider casually.

And Sun Mu Qianxia obviously has less worries.

Qiu Shuiliu's inheritance was cut off, and she was the only one left in the entire genre, and she had nothing to lose.

Thinking of this, Roger suddenly asked curiously: "I'd like to ask, what is Qiu Shuiliu's inheritance guardian spirit?"

"There is nothing to hide." Rimu Qianxia seemed very open-minded.

"It's a cat."

"Cat?" Roger's brows jumped, and a thought suddenly emerged from his mind.

"It's a cat, not a cat, it's just two kinds of creatures."

Rimu Qianxia frowned and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Are you a Sunrise? Why don't you even know this common sense?"

Roger quickly called, "I just returned to Sunrise recently and have been studying abroad before, so..."

Rimu Qianxia showed a clear expression.

Sister Luo quickly beat the snake and stick, "So I hope you can help me popularize some common sense things."

With Rimu Qianxia's vivid explanation, it is much better than his dry search for information. Besides, many of the information obtained by Uma have omissions.

"Cat and cat again." Roger muttered softly, his mind diverged and he thought of other things.

"Okay, now let's start practicing formally."

Rimu Qianxia pulled out the weapon in her hand.

"What I want to demonstrate to you now is Qiu Shuiliu's basic swordsmanship, which are all basic furs. Of course, mastering these swordsmanship is enough for any ordinary person to become a master of swordsmanship in the real world."

"But there is no relevant application of spiritual power. To be honest, such swordsmanship is just a fancy way."

Sunset is sunny and Qianxia has added another sentence.

This reminded Roger of some of the fighting styles he had adopted before, uh... well, he was actually despised.

"I will practice it for you first, and then take it apart to explain the movements and muscle use a little bit."

"In a sense, although the samurai's practice does not have the physical talent of Onmyoji, it has high requirements for comprehension."

As soon as Rimu Qianxia finished speaking, her whole body started to move.

The afternoon sun illuminated the entire room, and Qianxia's figure swept rapidly in the dusk. In the light and shadow, she merged with the sword in her hand.

The snow-white soles of the feet were dancing gracefully like two white lotus, and they were dancing on the move. To be fair, the sword technique demonstrated by Rimu Qianxia was much less useful than those Roger had practiced.

However, the special beauty in the rhythm seems to curl some energy in the void, making all this extremely different.

Roger opened his eyes wide and almost saw Rimu Qianxia through. His eyes seemed to have no focal length, but with the support of his powerful mental power and the heart of the sword, he had already recorded every move of Rimu Qianxia.

"What are you looking at?"

An angry voice came from his ear in a trance. Roger returned to his senses and saw the brows raised on Rimu Qianxia's white face.

"Where are you staring at?"

Although Rimu Qianxia is obsessed with swordsmanship, she lives in real society and is not a girl who knows nothing.

Roger stood on the ground with a faint smile on his face, his eyes were dull and he looked unconscious.

This situation can easily remind people of some... ahem.

Roger came back to his senses.

"Oh...I'm thinking about your actions just now."

"The posture is elegant, and it looks more like a dance. Of course, I am not doubting its lethality, but thinking, if I were to perform this sword technique, what kind of improvement should I make?"

Roger replied seriously.

You make up, you continue to make up.

Rimu Qianxia put her hands on her chest and put on a stern face with an unknown expression.

"Take it for me to practice."

She pursed her lips and squeezed out a sentence.

"Swish!"

But before he finished speaking, his eyes lit up and a sword light flashed.

Roger controlled his power, but the moment the sword was unsheathed, his posture and movement seemed to have been tempered for thousands of times, perfect without any change.

Rimu Qianxia's face changed, but Roger's next action subverted Rimu Qianxia's perception.
To be continued...