Chapter 229 The Path of the Swordsman (2)

The one-handed sword in Ye Yuan's hand is even more "rough" than the two-handed sword he held just now. The bronze-colored sword body is not at all "elegant" at all, and the straight hilt is straight and slender. Yuan held it in his hand, and the one-handed sword looked very bulky, and the bronze-colored sword seemed to be rusted at first glance. Up, it looks weird and funny.

Ji Fengyan really couldn't laugh at this moment.

This is completely different from what I said before!

It's a pity that Ye Yuan didn't notice Ji Fengyan's expression of wanting to cry, instead he glanced at the one-handed sword, and said with satisfaction: "You are young, the hilt of this one-handed sword is long and thin. It is more suitable for the palm of your hand. Quickly hold it and have a look, whether it is in your hand or not."

With that said, Ye Yuan handed the one-handed sword to Ji Fengyan.

Ji Fengyan looked at the hideously ugly one-handed sword that was close at hand, and for the first time had the idea of ​​slapping himself in the mouth.

In Ji Fengyan's consciousness, the one-handed sword he made was just like the long sword in the east in his previous life, the blade was two fingers wide, bright and elegant, and it was as beautiful as a painting when he swung it freely.

Who knows...

The world is full of malice towards her!

This is completely different from what she thought!

Ji Fengyan couldn't imagine how "horrible" it would be to see himself wielding such an ugly sword.

Seeing that Ji Fengyan didn't pick it up for a long time, Ye Yuan frowned slightly, "What's wrong?"

Seeing Ye Yuan's frown slightly, Ji Fengyan took a deep breath and took the one-handed sword over.

At that moment, her heart trembled.

Respect for teachers!

Respect for teachers!

Ji Fengyan recited these four characters silently in his heart, and after taking the one-handed sword, he showed Ye Yuan a smile of "there is nothing more sorrowful than heartbreak".

Of course, Ye Yuan didn't know what Ji Fengyan was thinking at this time, he just looked Ji Fengyan and the one-handed sword up and down, and asked solemnly, "Let's take a look."

Ji Fengyan held up the sword unrequitedly for a while, and the moment the bronze-colored epee drew an arc in front of her eyes, Ji Fengyan seemed to see a scene where she was insulated from the word "immortal" in her life.

"Yes, this sword is suitable for you." Ye Yuan stroked his chin, and said quite satisfied.

The monsoon is silent.

"Your wrist strength is still a bit weak. The material of this sword is quite special. It is at least half lighter than ordinary heavy swords. It is most suitable for a little girl like you, but because of its light body, I want to To let it show its true strength, you have to work hard." Ye Yuan instructed.

Hearing what Ye Yuan said, Ji Fengyan noticed that the one-handed sword in her hand was extremely light. She had used Ling He's one-handed sword before, and it was definitely not heavy enough for ordinary people to swing.

Ji Fengyan looked at the serious Ye Yuan in front of him, and suddenly felt a little warm in his heart. The reason why Ye Yuan gave her the sword was due to many considerations.

The corner of Ji Fengyan's mouth curled into a smile, brushing away the sadness in her heart, she solemnly held the one-handed sword in her hand, and bowed deeply to Ye Yuan.

"Thank you tutor!"

Those four words are simple, but they reveal incomparable sincerity and respect.

There was a smile on Ye Yuan's face, how could he fail to see the amount of respect contained in Ji Fengyan's thank you for many years of nurturing people.