C318 spiritual needle (2) (1/2)
Only, what Chu Mo wanted wasn't just these, he wanted to be the champion!
Firstly, it was to agree to He Zhilan's promise; secondly, it was because Chu Mo felt that since the Wishing Pagoda was able to temper the spiritual force, it would definitely be beneficial to the spiritual force if he were to be the champion.
Therefore, he wanted to be the champion!
If they were to fight for the position of champion, their biggest opponent would be Ning Xingyu!
As the Great Young Master of the Ning Family and the Feng Xuan City of the Feng Xuan City, if one were to say that Ning Xingyu did not have a tyrannical Mental Power Skills, even if he was beaten to death, he would not believe it. It was precisely because of this that Chu Mo needed to increase his trump card again, in order to increase his chances of winning the championship.
”It looks like I can only start from the Jiuyi Sword!”
Right now, the only attack method that Chu Mo could increase was the Jiuyi Sword.
Jiuyi Sword, a total of four moves!
One stance, one sword, one sword.
Second Style, Double Sword, Double Sword!
Three stances, four strikes, four strikes to break the soul!
Four forms, eight swords, eight swords against the heavens!
After breaking through the gods with one sword strike, Chu Mo was already very familiar with it.
”Come out!”
With a move of his sea of consciousness, Chu Mo instantly conjured a spiritual force longsword, which floated in front of him, revealing a sharp aura.
While controlling the first longsword, Chu Mo divided the spiritual force in his sea of consciousness, and once again activated a wisp to control it to continuously fluctuate, slowly condensing towards the shape of the longsword …
”Chi!”
However, just as the sword hilt was completed, the spiritual force suddenly escaped Chu Mo's control and directly exploded, transforming into a flue gas that dissipated into the air.
Sure enough, it wasn't easy to fuse two swords together.
However, Chu Mo did not give up and continued to try, constantly changing the frequency of his spiritual force and at the same time, practicing control of the second spiritual force.
”Chi!”
”Chi!”
”Chi!”
It was unknown how much time had passed and how many times he failed. From early morning to dusk, Chu Mo was still unable to condense a second longsword.
”Why?”
After experiencing too many failures, Chu Mo stopped and began to reflect on his mistakes, and thought to himself: ”Logically speaking, since I can control nine thin needles at once, then it should be enough to do two things at once. But, why can't I control the spiritual force to form a second longsword? ”
Confused, puzzled, annoyed … All kinds of negative emotions were fermenting in Chu Mo's heart, making him feel depressed.
”Yiya, Momo, you're so stupid!”
At this moment, a voice full of disdain came from the bottom of his heart.