Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

The wound that the man in black had cut on his hand before was gone.

Not only the wrist, but also the wound on the ankle is gone.

Stretching out his hand to touch his wrist, the sensation of the skin clearly came back to his mind, and he could feel the tense tendons and ligaments when he clenched his fist hard.

It turned out to be completely...healed?

"As long as you are still in this space, no matter how serious your injury is, as long as you don't lose consciousness instantly, you can recover quickly."

Under Chen Mo's suspicious gaze, Hei Ying explained in a calm tone, and then he chuckled lightly: "Now you don't have any worries, do you?"

Chen Mo responded with behavior.

Walking up to a long sword stuck in the ground, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the blade.

"very good."

Seeing Chen Mo posing with the sword in one hand, Soi Ying nodded in satisfaction, and at the same time raised his left hand high, with five fingers spread out.

"Sword come!"

"—Clang!"

In the distance, a sword cry followed his call, and amidst the sound of piercing through the air, a pitch-black long sword shot out like lightning. When it approached the shadow, its speed slowed down, and after spinning a few times, the hilt fell into his raised palm of the left hand.

Looking at the gesture of the man in black holding the sword in both hands, Chen Mo always felt very familiar for some reason, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

But... is it possible?This level of master, as long as you have seen it once, it is absolutely impossible to forget it?

Just when Chen Mo was recalling where he had seen such a master with two-handed swords, Hei Ying held the sword forward with his right hand, and held the hilt with his left hand downwards, posing in a very strange posture. He said: "Chen Mo, let me tell you what is real sword skill."

As soon as the words fell, there was a flash of sword light in mid-air, and it turned out that it was a black shadow that threw the sword in his right hand over.

In a hurry, Chen Mo had no time to think, raised the blade, and blocked the long sword that was coming straight towards the door.

However, the next moment, a sharp and tingling sensation came from his stomach.

"Ugh..."

Blood poured into his throat in an instant. Chen Mo looked down and saw that the pitch-black blade pierced deeply into his lower abdomen, then stirred twice, and then pierced the left chest from bottom to top.

puff-

There was a sound like something was being pierced.

Afterwards, the strength and temperature passed quickly, Chen Mo raised his head, his pupils kept expanding and contracting, and in front of him was the man in black who claimed to be a sword master. He held a long sword in his hand, and the blade pierced his heart.

In the ear, his voice came.

"The way you use the sword is really rough, Chen Mo."

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Chapter 27 Claiming to be a Swordsman (Gageng)

Swing the sword, swing the sword, swing the sword...

The blood-red sky has no distinction between day and night. Chen Mo didn't know how long it had been since he was dragged to this place. He just kept waving the sword in his hand repeatedly.

That unbelievably strong man in black did keep his promise and never used any power beyond him, but even so, Chen Mo continued to fail miserably.

The sword is a murder weapon, and if you fight with a sword, the only way to lose is to die.

Dozens of times?hundreds of times?hundreds of times?Or thousands of times?

Repeated failures and deaths almost made Chen Mo feel numb.

"Chong!"

The blades collided with each other, and bright sparks burst out instantly. Chen Mo and the man in black passed each other, but there was a long and narrow wound on his throat.

"Chen Mo, do you know where you lost?"

Turning around, looking at Chen Mo who was clutching his neck, the black shadow flicked the long sword lightly, shaking off a bunch of blood beads, and then rushed up again.

He pursed his lips tightly and did not answer Soi Ying's question. Chen Mo just raised his sword and fought him again... No, or as he said before, they fought in a group.

With the same power, the weapons are exactly the same, and there is only one reason for failure.

That is the gap between each other's experience.

Chen Mo didn't know how long this guy who claimed to be a sword master had practiced swords. He only knew that he was not even a novice with a sword in front of the opponent.

It is so powerful that it is suffocating.

Perhaps, as he said before, this is a real sword master, right?

So now, relying on my insignificant body, what is it that I raise the sword of rebellion to the sword master...

That kind of thing doesn't matter anyway, right?

"Clang! Clang—"

With the sword retracted in his left hand, he blocked the attacking blade of the man in black. At the same time, he clenched the hilt of the sword with his right hand and stabbed with all his strength, but was still easily blocked by the opponent.