Douluo's Black Bamboo Sword

After two months of chopping firewood, Chen Liang's control of the sword's power has made extremely obvious progress.

Over the past two months, Chen Liang has set aside four hours every day to chop wood. After constant insights, Chen Liang is now able to easily split firewood with only a shallow split mark left behind.

And the wood pile at Old Jack's house has been reduced by more than half after Chen Liang's continuous consumption for two months! The pile of firewood Chen Liang chopped was enough for Old Jack's family for more than half a year.

But in the eyes of old Jack, this efficiency is really horrifyingly low!

I spend one-third of my time chopping firewood every day, but even after two months, I still have less than half left to chop!

If it were Old Jack's thirteen-year-old grandson Jerry who was chopping it, he would definitely be able to chop the pile of wood within eight hours.

If Chen Liang hadn't explained to Old Jack that the purpose of splitting firewood was for cultivation, the firewood would not have been chopped by Chen Liang even if Old Jack had split it himself!

Chen Liang's chops were really tough! It only takes an hour to chop down an uncut tree!

After knowing that Chen Liang was doing it for cultivation, Old Jack readily asked Jerry to saw off the pile of wood. This actually saved Chen Liang a lot of effort.

……

The sun hasn't risen yet, but the colors of the sky are already very distinct.

Ignoring the big yellow dog wagging its tail at the side, Old Jack walked out of the house carrying a bowl of white porridge cooked by Chen Liang.

Um! This porridge is as white and flawless as the moon on August 15th. It’s very appetizing just looking at it!

"Xiao Liang, please stop first, don't chop! You have already done enough! Although training is very important, today is an important day for you to report to the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy. Are you ready?" After persuading Chen Liang to stop, Old Jack said seriously.

"Well, I'm ready. Just call me when you're about to go. I'll take a shower before going." In response to Old Jack, Chen Liang continued to comprehend the details of the changes just now...

Before he could chop the second piece of firewood, Old Jack's voice came: "Xiao Liang, you have to leave. Go take a shower!"

Chen Liang stopped what he was doing and looked up at the sky in the east.

A patch of red clouds decorated the unknown hill, and the sun also used the hill to hide its figure, shyly showing a little bit of its face, as if it still needed some mental preparation before it would come out. Um! It's getting late! Tang San should have finished practicing his so-called eye.

"I know, Grandpa, I'm going to take a shower right now." After answering, Chen Liang cleaned up the place, put the ax along with the Black Moon Sword and a wooden sword, and then walked to the bathroom to wash off the sweat on his body. Stink…

"Chen Liang, what do you bring this ax for?" Tang San, after asking Old Jack about the Soul Master Academy, finally asked Chen Liang this question. Tang San was a little uncomfortable with the weird looks from around him. No, and he was a little curious, so he asked.

Chen Liang was really weird at this time. Wearing new white clothes and his indifferent temperament, Chen Liang looks a bit like a child prodigy. If you don't look at his right shoulder, this is the first impression he gives.

There is no problem in holding up two swords. After all, it is not uncommon for children to like beautiful weapons like swords. Moreover, they are short and it is inconvenient to walk with a sword on the back.

So it is not surprising at all for a child to walk with two swords on his shoulders.

What's surprising? What was surprising was the extra small axe.

In other words, the extra small ax made Chen Liang look amazing!

"This! It's very troublesome to explain, so I'll keep it short. Well, this ax is for me to practice." Chen Liang said to Tang San with a troubled look on his face.

"That's it! Then forget it." Seeing Chen Liang's appearance, Tang San knew that he wouldn't be able to find out the reason if he continued to ask, but he became even more curious.

The three of them continued on their way. Since they did not know the specific location of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy, after asking around, the three of them finally came to the door sign that read "Notting Academy".

Before the three of them walked through the door, they were finally stopped by the conceited concierge, "What are you doing? Is this a place where country people like you can come?"

Although Chen Liang really wanted to say something, Chen Liang also knew that speaking more at this time would not have any positive effect in his current appearance, so he decided to adapt to the situation.

Hearing the young man's accountability, Old Jack quickly smiled and said: "Little brother, we are from Holy Soul Village. These two children are students sent by our village this year. One is a self-funded student and the other is a working-study student. You see , what procedures do we need to go through?”

The concierge frowned, as if he had heard a big joke, and said in a somewhat sinister tone: "Hahaha, you're laughing so hard! Can a golden phoenix come out of a thatched cottage? Is there someone in a village who has soul power? And he has to pay his own tuition? You don’t even look at how shabby you are, how can you still have money to pay for tuition? Don’t you even know how much the tuition is? It’s really ridiculous!”

A flash of anger flashed in Old Jack's eyes, but he still swallowed his anger and took out the two certificates issued by Su Yuntao, the deacon of Wuhun Hall last time, and handed them to the concierge.

At the same time, Old Jack took out a gold soul coin, gritted his teeth and said to the concierge: "This is proof of the Wuhun Palace, and we can really pay the tuition."

Looking at the golden soul coin in Old Jack's hand, the concierge swallowed, took the certificate, looked up and down, and then laughed angrily: "Martial Soul Bamboo Sword, innate soul power level eight? How funny! Martial Soul Blue Silver Damn it? He was born with full soul power? It’s even funnier! It’s really ridiculous! I have been working as a concierge in the academy for four years, and I have never heard of a student who was born with full soul power. This guy’s martial soul is blue silver. Damn it, how can it still be full of innate soul power? I think this golden soul coin and these two certificates from the Spirit Hall must have been forged by you!"