In the southeast of the Sword Spirit Continent, where the remaining branches of the Cangwu Mountains lie, there is the Li family, which has been established with swords for generations. In the early morning of this morning, on the gravel floor of the family martial arts field, sixteen-year-old Li Jianchen was holding a rusty iron sword and mechanically repeating the basic sword move "Three Split Wind Styles". He was thin, his coarse clothes were washed white, and the sweat on his forehead hit the ground, and the splashed dust was quickly swept away by the north wind.
"Look at that loser. He has been practicing for three years and still hasn't mastered the Three Styles of Splitting Wind. He really brings shame on the Li family!"
Bitter taunts came from the edge of the martial arts arena. The speaker was Li Feiyang, the most talented young man in the Li family today. His father is the elder of the family. Swinging the second-level magic weapon Qingfeng Sword around his waist, he walked behind Li Jianchen in a few steps and kicked the young man's knees violently.
With a "pop" sound, Li
