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- He could condense soldiers and summon the Starlight Sword, but he couldn't use it, which made Zhao Yang frown. If you want to use it, you can only condense it in a flash, slash out a sword, and then quickly put it away. Then when you encounter danger, condense it out again, slash out a sword, and then quickly put it away again. Zhao Yang roughly estimated that even with one sword strike like this, his soul power would only be able to strike five or six swords before his soul power would be exhausted.
Zhao Yang thought that his current situation was the same as that of Nangong Zhengyang today. Nangong Zhengyang could only swing a sword with a sudden movement, and the true energy penetrated the sword body, causing the blade to fly out and hurt people, but he could not keep the true energy, so it meant that the true energy was not sustained!
Zhao Yang now looks inside, and what he sees in his heaven is a cloud of gas. Only by continuing to practice, and when the cloud of gas begins to condense and liquefy, can he truly be able to condense soldiers with his soul power. , the current soul power is still too low to persist in consolidating troops.
Since he can't unite his troops with the Starlight Sword yet, Zhao Yang still has to think about what weapon he should use to save his life in the future.
Coins, soul-controlled objects. Zhao Yang's eyes lit up and he made a decision immediately. He thought of needles, the kind of embroidery needles that he could use as flying needles. Since I can drive coins and the embroidery needle is smaller than a flying needle, I should be more comfortable using it, and my current soul power is enough to support it for a long time.
¡°I have no weapons, and I cannot walk down the street with a sword. Without the flying sword, the needle is still easy to carry, so just use the flying needle. This idea is okay.
Zhao Yang¡¯s soul suddenly returned to his body, he got out of bed, went straight to open the drawer, and started looking for it.
Zhao Yang remembered that he had seen the embroidery needle in his drawer, and immediately started looking for it. Sure enough, Zhao Yang soon found an embroidery needle in the drawer, but only one.
Zhao Yang pinched it and found that the needle was already rusty, but he didn¡¯t need to worry about it now. He just used it to try it. If it works well, he could buy some back tomorrow.
Zhao Yang returned to the bed and sat cross-legged. He held the embroidery needle and stared at it, searching for a way to use it in his mind. Immediately, I understood, and as soon as I thought about it, a trace of spiritual power attached to the embroidery needle.
As soon as Zhao Yang loosened his hand, the embroidery needle floated in front of Zhao Yang. He glanced at the things in the room and found nothing to try, so he looked at a large wooden chair next to him.
"Go." Zhao Yang made a sword finger with his hand, pointed it, and whoosh, the embroidery needle disappeared in an instant.
A pinhole appeared on the backrest of the big wooden chair, and the embroidery needle penetrated directly without any obstruction.
Zhao Yang stretched out his hand and pinched it, and the embroidery needle was held in his hand again. Zhao Yang nodded secretly, this kind of thing is good, small in size, easy to control, and it truly comes and goes without a trace, and the enemy cannot detect it.
Zhao Yang can only use his soul to detect. He believes that others may also be able to detect through their spiritual consciousness, but there will always be surprises.
"Okay, let's use this embroidery needle as a weapon for the time being." Zhao Yang made the decision in his heart at once.
"However, I still want to try it. What I just pierced was a wooden board. I also want to try attacking other things to see what the attack power will be."
Zhao Yang glanced again, and this time he focused on an iron rod next to the window. With a thought, Zhao Yang had directly targeted the iron rod.
The sword pointed a little, and the embroidery needle flew out again. This time, there was a crisp clang sound, and the embroidery needle pierced the iron rod and broke into two pieces.
"Damn, I knew this embroidery needle was too fragile, even if it had soul power attached to it, it wouldn't work." Zhao Yang was not too disappointed, as if this was what he expected.
It can¡¯t penetrate gold and iron, but it can still penetrate the human body. Now that I don¡¯t have the materials, I¡¯ll make do with it first. If you have Taiyi Jinjing, you can try to refine a flying sword.
The next day, Zhao Yang went to the street and bought several boxes of embroidery needles. Since embroidery needles are relatively fragile and tend to break, Zhao Yang simply bought more, just in case. The quality of these things was poor and he could bring them in batches. .
Zhao Yang poured out all the embroidery needles. Then he inserted them all into the belt around his waist one by one. There were dozens of them. When it was time to use them, he touched them with his hand and pinched them into weapons that could kill people.
Time flies, and the results of the college entrance examination for the third year of high school have come out. Zhao Lin got the top score in the college entrance examination, which is enough to pass the score line of Beijing University.
Zhao Yang¡¯s school has also been on holiday, and the freshman semester is over.
Taking advantage of the long summer vacation, I have nothing to do anyway. Zhao Yang thought about it and simply taught Zhao Lin a simple lessonThe boxing technique comes. In the future, with her small martial arts skills, no one can bully her.
When Zhao Yang said he wanted to teach Zhao Lin simple boxing and martial arts, Zhao Lin happily accepted it. There are also Zhao Lin's two good friends, Yu Xue and He Jia, who have also seen Zhao Yang's power. Now after hearing Zhao Yang's words, they also need to learn a few self-defense moves.
This is nothing, Zhao Yang doesn¡¯t care, so the three of them teach it together.
?Special time every day.
"Punch."
"Punch."
"Kick."
Zhao Yang gave orders again and again, and the three girls all followed his orders.
"Kick."
Zhao Yang walked up to Yu Xue, looked at Yu Xue, frowned, and said, "Why are you still wearing a skirt?"
"You can't wear a skirt!" Yu Xue smiled sheepishly.
"Of course not, don't you know there is an obstacle? The movements are not standard." Zhao Yang was full of authority, showing off his teacher style. He glared and said: "Here, kick."
Yu Xue immediately kicked her legs obediently.
Zhao Yang stood in front of her, looked at her movements, and said, "It's not standard, it should be higher."
Yu Xue kicked her legs again.
Zhao Yang was still not satisfied, so he stretched out a palm and said, "Here, this is the standard."
Yu Xue kicked her legs hard, and finally kicked Zhao Yang's palm.
At this time, Zhao Yang's eyes happened to be looking down at Yu Xue's movements. Yu Xue kicked her legs up high, and the skirt she was wearing naturally lifted up.
Although it was only for a moment, Zhao Yang's eyes were no longer ordinary people's eyes, and he immediately saw a pair of cute white underwear.
Yu Xue also saw Zhao Yang¡¯s gaze, and her face suddenly turned red.
Zhao Yang immediately turned around and entered the room and said, "I'm going to see if the soup is ready. You continue to practice. Don't be lazy."
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