Guarding a reservoir? I am guarding the river of time! - Chapter 322

Hearing this, Nannan held a wooden sword in her hand, her eyes became sharp, and her temperament instantly seemed like a different person.

Seeing the little master’s sword-holding posture and the sword intent radiating from her body, the little owl was stunned for a moment.

Just for a moment it froze.

There was a little cold light, and in an instant, the sword light was already close.

Although the owl was unprepared, it relied on its mastery of swordsmanship and its body’s instinct to avoid the sword.

At this moment, the four little ones watching the battle also had their eyes widened.

Even though they don’t know the way of the sword, have they never eaten pigs, or seen pigs running?

From the young master’s sword attack, it can be seen that the opponent’s swordsmanship is strong and has reached a level of proficiency.

However, didn’t the little master just come into contact with kendo a few days ago?

The little owl was also frightened. It was really and completely frightened. It was hard to describe this feeling.

If you have to describe it, it’s like Mr. Hawking, who has been paralyzed for decades, suddenly breaks out of his clothes, and hits you with a set of five lightning whips, plus a left hook, a right hook, and finally a little bee elbow to stop the juice.

It’s stupid.

Five years old?

Is this fuck five years old? !

Not only them, but at this moment, the guys watching the excitement in the big iron cage were all dumbfounded, especially the sword cultivator among them.

Without sword cultivation, it is difficult to know the gold content of this sword.

After Owl quickly calmed down, he started sparring and became serious.

Because this is a sparring between kendos, without the use of spiritual power, it is completely a collision of kendo skills.

As he practiced, Owl felt more and more something was wrong. The little master’s swordsmanship gave him a very sharp and mature feeling.

To develop this feeling, there must be time and accumulation of time.

Even if the little master started practicing swordsmanship from the moment he was born, it would only take five years!

Real sword training often takes decades or hundreds of years.

The owl even suspected that the little master was possessed by a certain sword god and had gone too far.

But there is still a certain gap between the young master’s swordsmanship and his own.

The most important thing is that when the little master is sparring with the owl, he can clearly feel that the opponent is constantly improving and progressing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the evening, Su Mu returned home and found Nannan cooking.

He was bored and came to the backyard.

I found a wet, furry thing on the ground. When I got closer and picked it up, I discovered that it was a little owl.

At this moment, the little owl’s eyelids were twitching and he looked like he had a weak kidney.

The water on its body is actually sweat!

It didn’t expect that the little master’s energy was so strong that it was about to cut the scroll with its sword, but the little master was not tired at all.

“I asked you to practice sword practice with my daughter, why are you lying here and sleeping?”

Su Mu picked up the little owl.

In this regard, the little owl really wanted to cry without tears.

After hearing what happened, Su Mu was also stunned.

This little guy, Nannan, has made such rapid progress? ?

Then, he used dozens of care points to help the little owl recover.

In fact, it’s not that the owl can’t beat Nannan, it’s because Nannan’s performance is so good. It won’t be able to beat it even if it stops beating. If it doesn’t stop beating, it’s afraid of accidentally hurting its little master, which makes it very uncomfortable.

In addition, its strength has been greatly suppressed in the long river of time, so sparring with Nannan makes it a little unable to withstand.

For the next week, Nannan was sparring with an owl sparring partner.

In just one week, Nannan’s progress pales in comparison to a thousand miles.

She is simply rising a level every day.

After only practicing for a week, Owl clearly felt that he had to use five points of strength to barely compete with Nannan.

With such a talent, it has lived for so long and has seen countless amazing swordsmanship geniuses in all the worlds. No one can compare to it, let alone compare to it, not even a hair on Nannan can compare with it.

It has been practicing swordsmanship for ten whole epochs, and it has not met a single opponent in swordsmanship.

Nannan has only been exposed to kendo for less than a month, and her kendo realm has almost reached half of it!

This can no longer be described as a monster, this is simply the reincarnation of the sword god!

After the master left, the four little ones came over with teasing expressions on their faces.

The little monkey laughed so hard that he fell on his back and burst into laughter: “Xiao Wu, you claim to be the highest jewel in the art of swordsmanship. I think your pearl is somewhat watery, right?”

The little brown bear also joked: “Fifth brother, my little master is only five years old. At the age of five, you are already sweating profusely?”

Facing the ridicule of his brothers, the little owl suppressed his blush and said: “You don’t practice swordsmanship, you don’t understand!”

“That’s all, even if I tell you, you still can’t understand!”

At this time, the prairie dog, as the big brother, came to the little owl and said earnestly: “Little Wu, the big brother understands you. When you teach the little master, you can’t hide your clumsiness or be lazy. You have to work hard.” Teach as hard as you can.”

Hearing this, the little owl looked helpless and replied: “Brother, I really taught you hard. I was really tired and fell down. I was not paddling.”

Because it was suppressed in the long river of time, who could withstand such a high-intensity battle? It was not the little master, and was not affected by the long river of time.

“Big brother understands, anyway, try your best.” After saying that, the groundhog patted the owl’s shoulder.

They all thought he was pretending, but in fact, he really wasn’t pretending to be tired, he was really tired, really exhausted!

Unknowingly, another two weeks had passed.

Nannan had been learning sword for a full month.

With the sword alone, she could force the little owl to use seven points of strength.

There are twelve realms in the sword, the little owl is in the tenth realm, and Nannan has reached the seventh realm. In one month, she quickly passed the seventh realm!

What is talent?

This is the real talent!

That night, after Su Mu gave Nannan an hour-long lesson, he began to meditate and practice by himself.

After reaching the realm of the Immortal Emperor, he came to a new level, and it felt like a natural process to practice, without too many bottlenecks.

Suddenly.

Su Mu suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and looked at the stone sculpture of the iron-eating beast at the entrance of the courtyard.

He didn’t know if it was his illusion, but at that moment, he seemed to feel that the iron-eating beast blinked.

He stood up slowly. Step by step, he walked towards the iron-eating beast.

His spiritual sense expanded and locked onto the body of the iron-eating beast. He carefully checked it inside and out, but still did not find any breath of life.

Strange?

Could it be an illusion?

Got it!

Su Mu’s eyes lit up and he thought of a way.

ps: There is another chapter coming soon