Chapter 2 A loving father and a son with a filial sword

Shen Jianxin, who flew several meters away, only felt pain, but was not seriously injured.

After getting up from the ground, he still had time to complain to Shen Chengfeng.

"Kenshin, what was that move you just made?"

Ignoring Shen Jianxin's complaints, Shen Chengfeng stepped forward quickly, pulled Shen Jianxin and asked excitedly.

Shen Jianxin was stunned for a moment, "A filial son eats a sword?"

Hearing the sword move, Shen Chengfeng's face was full of black lines: "The name is not important, it's the feeling."

"Do you know the feeling? It's the feeling you had when you just swung the sword."

Seeing Shen Chengfeng with an excited face, Shen Jianxin was also a little confused.

"I feel nothing, just the same as usual."

"If I have to say it, it may be smoother than before. There is a feeling of going with the flow and not cutting fast."

"Follow the trend? If you don't cut it, it won't be fast?" Shen Chengfeng muttered thoughtfully.

Then he stared at Shen Jian with burning eyes and said, "Can you still make that sword strike just now?"

"Let me try?"

Feeling Shen Chengfeng's burning gaze, Shen Jianxin replied with some guilt.

"Okay, be serious, you must find that feeling just now."

"That's something that can relate to your future success."

Looking at Shen Chengfeng with a serious look on his face, Shen Jianxin nodded and walked aside.

After standing still for a long time holding the sword, closing his eyes and contemplating for a long time, Shen Jianxin was still unable to swing the iron sword in his hand again.

"Dad, why don't you stand in front of me and let me strike again?"

Shen Jianxin, unable to feel anything, scratched his head and looked at Shen Chengfeng expectantly.

"Okay, come on."

With that said, Shen Chengfeng directly summoned the martial soul sword, and four soul rings, two yellow and two purple, also appeared, spinning around his body.

Seeing this scene, Shen Jianxin felt a twinge of pain in his teeth: "Well, it's almost time for dinner, do you want me to eat the decapitated rice before trying it?"

"Be quick, what's the point of decapitation? I don't need soul power, let alone soul skills!"

"That feeling just now is really important. Let's seize the time and try again."

Shen Jianxin glanced at Shen Chengfeng suspiciously: "No soul skills? I believe you this time, don't lie to me!"

"Come on, you bitch. I'm your father, can I still harm you?"

Hearing this, Shen Jianxin took a deep breath and looked at Shen Chengfeng with sharp eyes again.

"Watch the move! A loving father and a son with a filial sword!!"

Shen Jianxin shouted loudly and rushed towards Shen Chengfeng again.

"The second soul skill, sword control!"

"when!!"

"Shen Chengfeng! You lied to me again!!"

Along with the shouts, Shen Jianxin flew out again.

"Sword power, indeed sword power, my old Shen family is going to be awesome!"

"My son has the qualifications to be granted a title!"

"Haha, Jie Jie Jie Jie"

Seeing Shen Jianxin flying backwards, Shen Chengfeng was so happy that he laughed out of shape.

"It's over, the old man has become a villain."

"This weird laughter, this damn oppressive feeling."

"It's better to go back and have a bowl of decapitated rice, and wait for the protagonist to come to kill you."

Shaking his head, Shen Jianxin supported the iron sword and supported his waist as he passed by the laughing Shen Chengfeng.

"What's wrong with your dad? He's smiling like this?"

At this time, a beautiful woman in her twenties came over after hearing the movement in the courtyard.

"It's okay. I'm hysterical. I think I have some qualifications to ban my account."

[I don’t even have any plug-ins. Do I have the resources to be banned? 】

[It is better for An An to awaken his martial spirit, then leave the Qibao Glazed Sect, and sit back and watch them fight for peace. 】

[I don’t know, in a few years, when they finish fighting, I will still be able to pick up a down-and-out ‘angel lady’. 】

After thinking wildly, Shen Jianxin looked at the beautiful woman: "By the way, mom, is the food ready? I'm almost starving to death!"

The beautiful woman looked Shen Jianxin up and down, then looked at Shen Chengfeng who was giggling in the courtyard, and then shook her head.

"Sure enough, it's hysteria. Let's go and leave him alone. Let's go eat."

After a while, Shen Chengfeng hurriedly broke into the room and glanced at the food on the table with disgust.

"How long has it been and you are still eating this stuff?"

"Stop eating, come with me to the Qibao Glazed Sect today. Let's go to the main hall of the sect and have a good meal!"

Shen Chengfeng was talking to himself, and Shen Jianxin and his son were eating to themselves, and no one even looked up at him.

"Lingling, don't eat. Our Kenshin has perfected his sword skills. Our family is going to be prosperous!"

"Sword power? The first level of swordsmanship?"

Feng Lingling was stunned for a moment and looked up at Shen Chengfeng in disbelief.

Shen Chengfeng nodded seriously: "Yes, it is the first level of swordsmanship."

"The three realms of swordsmanship, sword power, sword intention, and swordsmanship."

"I have been practicing swordsmanship for more than twenty years. With the blessing of this sword spirit, I can reach the threshold of sword power."

"I didn't expect that this kid would surpass me after two years of hacking with an iron sword."

After receiving Shen Chengfeng's approval, Feng Lingling swallowed her saliva and then put her rice bowl on the table.

"Come on, son, let's go to the Qibao Glazed Sect and eat well."

"If you give these things to dogs, they won't eat them."

With that said, Feng Lingling took Shen Jianxin's job and pulled him out.

[Doesn’t even eat it? Tang Fozu had never seen these things when he was a child. 】

Looking back at the braised ten-year soft-bone rabbit and the cold ten-year blue silver grass on the table, Shen Jianxin felt even more pity, as they were obviously quite delicious.

After leaving the house and walking on the way to the Qibao Glazed Sect, Shen Jianxin understood why his parents were so excited after their explanations.

One is because of the three realms of swordsmanship and sword power. People in this realm can completely control the sword in their hands.

Being able to exert 100% of the power of the sword, such as lifting a heavy weight as if it were light and lifting a light weight as if it were heavy, is just a matter of course for this kind of person.

The second realm, sword intention, is to be loyal to the sword, sincere to the sword, clarify your own heart, know why you are swinging the sword in your hand, and keep working hard.

People at this level have been able to achieve that the person is both the sword and the sword is the person. The combination of the person and the sword exerts the power of the heart on the sword.

They can often exert 200% or even 300% of the power of the sword in their hands.

And the Sword Fighter Luo Chenxin of the Qibao Glazed Sect, the best swordsman in the world, is the pinnacle figure in this realm.

As for the way of swordsmanship, the sword is close to the Tao. That is just a legend. It seems that no one in Douluo Continent can reach this realm.

And the one who is most likely to reach this realm is Sword Douluo.

But when he mentioned this matter, he only said three words, "Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!"

The second one is also related to Sword Douluo.

As a childless man, he didn't seem to want his skills to be lost. Recently, there had been news circulating within the Qibao Glazed Sect that he wanted to recruit a disciple.

Although I don't know if it's true or not, when a Sword Douluo recruits a disciple, he will definitely give priority to sword talent, and second to the level of innate soul power.

And Shen Jianxin, who is less than six years old and has not yet awakened his martial spirit, has now reached the first level of swordsmanship. Who else in the world can be regarded as the first person in swordsmanship besides him?