Chapter 51: No Name Left

It sounds strange to let a disciple of the second level reach the level of participating in the battle to capture the city within a year, but Liang Yue chose to take it.

The reason is simple: it's a sure win.

Wang Rulin taught him for a year, if he could really reach the level of participating in the battle to capture the city, that would be great. If he had the opportunity to fight for Jiuzhou, he would not refuse.

If I don't have that ability by then, it is definitely better than growing up in a wild way. Even if he no longer recognizes me as his disciple in the future, it will still be considered that I have practiced for a year.

There's no harm in the end.

“Oh.” Wang Rulin smiled slightly, “Don’t worry, you have the extraordinary talent of the Five Immortal Vines, plus my careful teaching, any genius on the Young Unicorn List is nothing but a piece of shit. Within a year, I will definitely help you get on the list!”

Liang Yue continued: "Miss Wen is naturally an exception."

He repeated Wang Rulin's harsh words.

"Hehe." The middle-aged Taoist priest laughed awkwardly, "This is natural."

"No problem." Wen Yifan said calmly, "It's always a good thing for you and your disciple to have great ambitions. Besides, your aptitude of five immortal vines is really beyond my reach."

"I dare not say that. How can I compare with Senior Sister Wen's immortal body?" Liang Yue said quickly: "Besides... talent cannot represent everything."

"Heh." Wen Yifan chuckled.

I don't know whether I was laughing at what I just said, not expecting that someone would use it to comfort me so soon; or I was laughing at Liang Yue for seeing the opportunity so quickly and calling him senior sister.

Wang Rulin waved his sleeves and said, "Since you have accepted me as your master today, I cannot be completely silent."

He turned around and went back to the small door on the side of the main hall. After a while, he came out with a long box and placed it in front of Liang Yue.

"This is..." Liang Yue was curious.

Wang Rulin raised his hand and said, "Open it and take a look."

Liang Yue slowly opened the box, revealing a long sword with a dark glow inside.

The sword is more than four feet long, shiny silver all over, with faint dragon patterns, and three inconspicuous small characters engraved on the hilt.

"This is the sword I carried when I was young. It has accompanied me through the martial arts world for many years. Today I give it to you as a gift for becoming your disciple." Wang Rulin said, "I believe you will not let this sword get covered in dust."

"Thank you, Master!" Liang Yue thanked him happily.

He picked up the sword from the box and shook it. There was actually a slight buzzing sound, faintly like the roar of a dragon.

"No name?" He read the three small words on the hilt. "Is that the name of this sword?"

"I guess so." Wang Rulin's smile was a little strange.

He narrated, "Back then, I asked the sword-forging master Mo Wuxie to forge this sword for me. When the sword was completed, the heaven and earth were shaken, and dragons gathered in the river. He said that such a divine sword must have a domineering name, and asked me what I wanted to call it, and he engraved it directly on the sword."

"I hadn't thought it through yet, so I just said... just leave your name unmarked." Wang Rulin sighed and shook his head. "He has superb sword-making skills, but his brain isn't very good, so he just carved these three words for me."

"Then I thought, 'Don't leave a name' has a lot of charm, so I just left it like that." His tone was full of helplessness.

Liang Yue had also heard of the name of the swordsmith Mo Wuxie, who was now the chief swordsmith of Lianbing Mountain. He did not expect that Wang Rulin would give him such an evaluation.

He found it funny, but he also thought these three words were nice.

A sharp sword kills people, and a chivalrous man leaves no name.

"Among the many famous swords of the sword-controlling lineage, the Nameless Sword can be ranked among the top ten." Wen Yifan added.

Liang Yue's heart surged when he heard this. If he could be ranked among the best sword masters, then he must be ranked among the best sword masters in the world. Such a weapon was actually in his hands.

He rubbed the sword blade with his fingertips, listened to the sword's chimes, and said with emotion: "I will definitely live up to your trust."

"Don't worry, this sword may not be yours." Wang Rulin laughed again and said, "Famous swords are all proud. This sword without a name is especially proud and unyielding. Ordinary people cannot resist it. I had to go through three attempts to recognize its master before I succeeded. If this sword does not recognize you at all, then I can't give it to you even if I want to."

Liang Yue was stunned for a moment: "Recognize the master?"

……

"The swords of the Yujian lineage are all magical weapons, which are different from the swords and weapons of ordinary warriors." Wang Rulin explained: "It must be recognized as a master before the sword can be integrated into your blood and communicate with your mind. In addition, the sword master nourishes the sword with his heart and blood, and the sword energy can also nourish the sword master's cultivation. The two complement each other."

"Then what should I do?" Liang Yue suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, Wang Rulin immediately pulled his arm, picked up the sword without leaving a name, and cut his wrist again with the sword.

I knew it……

Liang Yue sighed silently in his heart.

The sword blade was stained with blood. Wang Rulin scratched it with his fingertips. With a "swish" sound, the nameless sword suddenly trembled violently.

Different from the buzzing sound just now, this time there was a sharp and clanging sound of the sword. After a moment, the sword body suddenly lit up with light, and then flew up, flew around Liang Yue, and then drilled into the wound on his wrist.

"what……"

His heart stagnated, and suddenly there was a strange connection in the temple. He could feel a sharp breath flowing into his palm along his blood vessels.

However, this sharp energy only stayed in his left palm for a moment, and immediately left as if frightened, flowing along the blood vessels in his body to his right palm, before settling down.

The chill in the process made Liang Yue's heart tighten again, and his face turned pale. It felt like an unparalleled sharp weapon brushing against his neck, causing inexplicable palpitations.

"Ha, this is just the beginning." Seeing him like this, Wang Rulin laughed and said, "The process of sword taming is no different from horse taming. A flying sword will not easily recognize any master. Besides, your cultivation is low, so I'm afraid it will make trouble for a while. Even if you get familiar with it this time, it will be much easier the next time you try... Eh?"

He was talking nonstop when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Because Liang Yue only trembled for a moment and then calmed down. Not only did he not have any discomfort, but his complexion gradually returned to its rosy color.

what happened?

Wang Rulin looked at him suspiciously: "Where did you go without leaving your name?"

"Here." Liang Yue raised his right palm.

He felt the sharpness in his palm and urged it gently with his spiritual power.

laugh--

A sword beam popped out from the palm of his hand, and the sword was in his hand in an instant.

So mysterious.

Liang Yue sighed inwardly.

It is said that there are magical instruments in the world that can contain the universe, but only Qigong practitioners or mystics can activate them. Warriors do not have such mysterious powers and can only carry them in a clumsy way.

Even someone as skilled as Ling Yuanbao would carry a long weapon on his back at all times.

But this sword without a name can be integrated with me, and I can control it freely. This is not my own magical power, but the spirituality of the sword itself.

The swords of the Yu Jian lineage are indeed unique.

But when Wang Rulin saw this scene, he was stunned for a moment.

Then he suddenly flew into a rage: "You bastard, you tortured me so much that I had a headache, legs and internal organs that were about to burst, why are you so honest today?"

At first Liang Yue thought he was going to scold himself, but after listening further he realized that he was actually scolding the sword.

Wang Rulin snatched it away without leaving a name, "Wow, you really are a sword, do you look down on me?"

He dropped his sword to the ground with a clang and was about to step on it.

With a whoosh, it spun and dodged twice, then turned into a stream of light and flew back to Liang Yue's palm.

"Call it out, I want to fight it in a duel!" Wang Rulin said angrily.

"Master, please calm down. Don't bother with it..." Liang Yue hurried to persuade him.

Good guy.

It seems that this master has a bad temper.

Can you fight against a sword?
However, he had a feeling that this Anonymous Sword actually had the intention to stir up trouble at first, but as soon as it entered, it felt the breath of the object in his left palm, and since then it dared not act rashly.

And in the palm of my left hand...

If I'm not mistaken, it should be the hidden "斗" character pattern.

Or is that thing more powerful?

……

After a series of tests, apprenticeship and sword gifts, it was already late.

Liang Yue and Wang Rulin agreed that they would come to practice every two days, so they will go home for the time being today.

He was actually a little anxious. The regularization test was only a few days away. Of course, it would be safer if he practiced and became stronger earlier. But since his master said so, he couldn't rush him and had to wait for two more days.

Wen Yifan left with Liang Yue, who was naturally very grateful to her. Wen Yifan just smiled and said, "Practice hard, and I look forward to fighting alongside you in Frost North City."

Speaking of this, Liang Yue was truly in a trance.

Master, do you really think you can do it?

If he believes it... then it seems that I have no reason to doubt it.

He walked all the way back home, and as soon as he entered Ping'an Alley, he saw Liang Xiaoyun waiting anxiously at the door.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Brother!" Liang Xiaoyun said quickly, "Something happened. I went to several places and couldn't find you!"

"What happened?" Liang Yue asked hurriedly.

Xiaoyun is usually a very calm child and won't get so impatient easily.

Then Liang Xiaoyun said, "Xiao Peng was captured by the Longya Gang!"

　Good morning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)