MTL - Ask Sword-Chapter 116 power

  Chapter 116 Power

"This this."

  Yang Yu and Li Wei opened their mouths wide open, looking at the silk-covered wooden model in Li Ang's hands, "Is this a flying sword?"

   "Why not, there is a sword body,"

   Li Ang pointed at the belly of the aircraft model,

   "has a hilt,"

   Li Ang pointed at the tail of the airplane model,

   "There is a sword soul."

  Li Ang pointed to the two fine gold wires connecting the belly and tail of the aircraft, "This is the flying sword."

   "No, this, but."

  Yang Yu and Li Wei were tongue-tied for a while, then slapped their thighs and said, "It can't fly either."

"Of course this is not enough. According to the content of the sword study and reading class, the essence of Feijian is to use the power of thought to sense and manipulate the sword soul. Therefore, the two paths of reading and sword are so close in the early stage of practice. "

   Li Ang spread his hands and said: "I heard that when the rain begins, sword intent can be bred.

  At the Candle Sky Realm, he can use sword intent to replace God's will. Turn your body into a sword.

  But I haven’t been to the listening environment, nor have I experienced it myself.

   Judging from the current conditions of our sense of atmosphere, if the flying sword wants to fly, it is essentially a matter of motivation.

  So just give a small amount of power"

  He smiled slightly, took out two Qingfeng Talismans, and carefully wrapped them around the propeller in front of the model aircraft.

  ——

Finally finished.

  Not far from the workshop, Pei Jing, with her arms and sleeves rolled up, looked at the sword placed on the table, and let out a long breath.

   "Casted from mountain copper and fine steel, blown hair and broken hair, the sword's edge is three feet three, and the net weight is six catties and four taels."

  Pei Jing looked around at the students standing by the table and said with a smile: "Everyone, this sword is our common achievement. Everyone has worked hard."

   "Shiro, give this sword a name."

   "Yes, Shiro, this sword is extremely sharp, much better than the swords I saw in Chang'an Auction House before. Name it Bashiro."

The students at the table said sincerely that apart from the overly prominent family, Pei Jing does have a strong personality charm, otherwise they, the group of proud sons and daughters who also entered the academy, would not surround him around.

   "Then call it."

  Pei Jing stared at the blue sword slightly reflecting the blue light on the table, and said slowly: "Canghai."

"Good name."

  The noble boy named Dou Chi clapped his hands and said: "There will be times when the wind blows and the waves cleave, hang the clouds and sail straight to the sea."

   Companions around responded one after another,

  The barbarians and barren youths standing in the corner also nodded in praise, "Shiro, try your sword."

"Um."

  Pei Jing nodded, hung her hand above the Canghai Sword, and slowly opened her palm to sense the sword spirit.

  嗡—

  The sword soul made of orichanite responds to Pei Jing's thoughts, causing the Canghai sword to vibrate slightly until it slowly floats up.

   One inch, two inches.

  The surrounding companions held their breath subconsciously, watching the Cang Hai Sword rise gradually until it touched Pei Jing's fingertips.

"go."

  Pei Jing raised her finger subconsciously due to the subtle induction,

  Canghai Sword let out a soft "Zheng" sound, leaped out, drew two near-perfect arcs in the air, and finally flew back to Pei Jing, who was caught by his hand.

   Tap, tap, tap.

  Footsteps came from far to near, Cui Yixian, a swordsman in Taoist robes, approached, and took Cang Hai from Pei Jing with great interest, "You forged this sword."

"yes."

  Pei Jing cupped her hands respectfully,

  Cui Yixian supported Canghai, making it hover above the palm of his hand, and lightly hooked the tip of his index finger, releasing the vast sword intent.

  Boom!

  An invisible blue flame erupted from the Canghai Sword, and the students except Pei Jing subconsciously took half a step back to avoid the sharp point that pierced their faces.

   "The will cast in the soul of the sword is very strong, are you going to hide soon?"

  Cui Yixian casually put away the sword intent like the tip of the iceberg, and handed the sword back to Pei Jing with a smile, "Very good, show it to Your Majesty."

"yes!"

  Pei Jing took Cang Hai, smiled at each other with her classmates, and walked towards the gazebo holding the sword in both hands.

   "Muwen (Pei Su's nickname), your Shiro is here."

  Emperor Yu stopped talking, stood up with a smile, and the rest of the courtiers and Doctor Xuegong also stood up.

  Pei Jing, on behalf of the other team members, controlled the Canghai Sword to swim and fly,

  Cui Yixian, Xi Yangyu, and Tantai Leshan commented from the sidelines——Xi Yangyu, as the guest minister of Pei Su's mansion, may not be so objective

  But Cui Yixian and Tantai Leshan gave the evaluation that Pei Jing is a rare sword repair genius in ten years.

  Emperor Yu nodded with a smile, praised Pei Jing and other students, and gave them seats under the gazebo.

   Soon, students from the second and third groups walked over holding swords.

   Some groups performed well and some groups did not. Since the academy provided the best sword-making materials this time, as long as the talent in swordsmanship is not too bad, he can fly.

   What's more, even if it's really not suitable for sword repair, and can't sense the sword spirit, there are other students in the group.

  As time goes by, the number of new students in the forging workshop gradually decreases,

  The rest of the people felt the pressure, and they sped up their movements one after another.

   Except Li Ang.

   "Add two fine gold wires. This way the structural strength will be no problem."

  Li Ang lifted up the fully completed airplane model, and smiled at Yang Yu and Li Wei with complex expressions: "Let's go, Your Majesty and the others are waiting."

".well."

  Yang Yu and Li Wei knew they had no other choice, so they had to follow behind Li Ang, shuffling and walking towards the gazebo with their heads buried.

"Um?"

  Pei Jing, who was allowed to sit next to Emperor Yu, subconsciously opened her eyes wide, looking at the weird model in Li Ang's hands,

  Xi Yangyu took a step forward and said calmly, "Li Ang, where is your sword?"

  Li Ang smiled slightly, held up the model airplane, "Si Ye, this is my sword."

   "Ridiculous, it's just a wooden frame."

  Xi Yangyu frowned, and said, "Do you know what occasion this is, and you haven't backed down yet."

   "Xi Siye, it's okay to let him finish."

  Beside Tantai Leshan interrupted Xi Yangyu's words, turned to look at Li Ang and said, "Li Ang, what is the theme of this class."

   "Use the materials in the workshop to make a flying sword."

  Li Ang replied: "Students think that as long as you have a sword soul and can fly, it should be considered a flying sword."

  Tantai Leshan asked with great interest: "The sword soul you are talking about, are these four fine gold threads?"

   Li Ang nodded, "Yes."

   "I'm afraid I can't fly with just four fine gold wires."

  Tantai Leshan said: "Even if you add the two Qingfeng Talismans in front of this wooden frame."

   "Si Ye, the Breeze Talisman written by the student can only create a breeze and drive away flying mosquitoes. However, with this wind force, it is enough to make it fly."

   To study the force characteristics of aircraft or other objects in relative motion with air or other gases, the flow laws of gases and the accompanying physical and chemical changes. That's it, aerodynamics.

  Li Ang took half a step back, and after receiving Emperor Yu's nod,

  He lightly rubbed the two breeze talismans on the nose of the aircraft, and activated the talisman papers with spiritual power,

   Then, nudge the model and throw it into the sky.

  (end of this chapter)