This is a world of magic and battle aura. Wait, what the heck is that?
Lin Fan looked at the countless swords around him. This was the Ten Thousand Swords Art, a technique from the Art of Sword Flight.
Lin Feng: Big Bro, can you teach me the Art of Sword Flight?
Lin Fan: Don’t you use a spear? The Art of Sword Flight would be useless to you! Besides, didn’t I give you the Heaven-Splitting Spear Art?
Lin Feng: Well, um, flying on a sword looks really cool. He said, waggling his eyebrows at Lin Fan.
Lin Fan: Ugh! He shuddered, his skin crawling. He tossed over a jade slip. Here, take it. I’m not into that sort of thing. I like women.
Lin Feng: I like women too.
This novel and its characters are purely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
What kind of retarded thing is written?