Chapter 3200 - The Style of That Sword (2/2)

Suddenly, Thousand Mile Reach looked as if he was having a stroke. He instantly stopped where he was and did not move. His eyes made it look like he had been possessed. It was like the off switch had been flipped.

Thousand Mile Reach’s eyes looked bright. He looked at Han Sen and the others for a few seconds. He then let out a sob that could shock the sky. When they heard it, that crying made others want to cry. If a crying baby heard in the middle of the night, it would stop crying.

A little while later, Thousand Mile Reach put his clothes back on. His old face still kept turning green and white. He just stood there. It was like he had received many hits to the face.

Han Sen and Jia Shi Zhen knew now was not the best time to talk to Thousand Mile Reach, so they did not even attempt to comfort him. If they comforted him now, it would be like throwing gasoline on an open bonfire.

“Cough. Cough. Teacher Jia, why don’t you try and take the sword too?” Han Sen suggested.

Qin Bai agreed. “Yes! Yes! Yes! Teacher Jia is so smart, you might gain the approval of the sword.”

Jia Shi Zhen looked at them both, trying to feign innocence. When she thought about doing the same things Thousand Mile Reach did, it made her blush.

“These two men are so evil.” Jia Shi Zhen knew what the pair were thinking, but she didn’t openly air her grievances. She pretended nothing happened. She looked at Han Sen and said, “I and Thousand Mile Reach are too similar. If Thousand Mile Reach cannot succeed, then I cannot succeed either. But Mister Han, you can teach Mister Crown Prince a sword mind in just two days. Your sword-mind level must be the highest here. I earnestly believe you have what it takes to claim the sword.”

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Qin Bai squealed in support. “I think only you can claim that sword.”

Han Sen felt conflicted. The sword was old. If he had seen it correctly, that sword had already broken the world. Otherwise, it would not have been able to affect Thousand Mile Reach so effectively and make him lose control of his body.

He believed it would be great to have a sword like that. If he wanted to conquer a sword like that, he knew it was not going to be easy.

Han Sen thought, “Since I am here, I might as well give it a shot. Plus, there is no suppression in this part of the universe. No matter how strong it is, I should not end up losing control of myself. He nodded and said, “OK, I will give it a go.”

“Mister Han, be wary of the power the sword holds,” Thousand Mile Reach said as he stood tall, frosty, and stiff. “Ordinary material power does not work on it.”

“Thank you, Teacher Thousand Mile Reach.” Han Sen was grateful for the reminder. Being able to shirk his shame and remind Han Sen of that showed just how much of an honorable elder Thousand Mile Reach was.

Han Sen thought about the way Thousand Mile Reach had acted. The image he had built was quick to cave in on itself. He had to force his face not to crack.

“One-inch thinking, then one-inch grey. Was that poem born with the sword, or was it added to the sword later?” Han Sen walked in front of the sword and thought about it.

Soldier Knife Sky’s weapons were made of two things. They were all half weapon and half gene race. It was normal for them to have words. They had seen many carvings and symbols across many of the weapons in that land.

But those few words did not seem to match the feelings of the sword itself. It led Han Sen to think maybe someone had engraved the words onto it.