Morning... Luo Qianhuan opened his eyes and spent too fast in the consciousness space, but it was already dawn after just talking to Cupi.

"Um..." Luo Qianhuan sat up and sorted out her messy golden short hair because of sleep. Sethilly was not next to Luo Qianhuan. Judging from the cold temperature on the sheet, she should have been away for a long time.

It's really strange... When he was in the academy, Sethilly was waiting for Luo Qianhuan to wake up, and then teased her.

However, it was really gratifying to hold the moral integrity in the morning. Luo Qianhuan closed his eyes and sensed the creative power around him.

It is still necessary to know where your master has gone, especially when he doesn't even bring a sword.

Luo Qianhuan can clearly feel the existence of Sexili through the contract, and Luo Qianhuan can capture it no matter where Sexili is.

What a convenient ability.

Is it in the garden? Do you get up early to pick flowers? Luo Qianhuan jumped out of the bed and walked slowly to the window. It was on the second floor that could just overlook the panoramic view of the manor outside. He opened the curtains and the morning light shot into Luo Qianhuan's eyes.

The sun has not yet fully risen.

The sound of breaking through the air kept ringing in the garden. Sethilly held an invisible giant sword in her hand and waved it. With each wave, the strong wind pressure followed, pressing the flowers and plants around her low.

Did you use air to forge a non-existent sword? Luo Qianhuan looked at Sethili with nothing in his hand, and indeed looked like a sword holding position.

Under the village of dawn, Serhili's crimson shoulder-length hair looked particularly beautiful. Coupled with a serious expression on her heroic face, sweat had already spilled on her forehead, it can be seen that Serhili had been swinging her sword for a long time.

Serhili's swordsmanship is very simple, without too many gorgeous moves, swing, slashing, slashing, stinging... all kinds of basic moves, but each move is full of momentum, and its speed and accuracy are amazing.

This is Scili's swordsmanship. Luo Qianhuan silently looked at the Knight Ji who was practicing in the garden. The flowers around seemed to have become village supporters.

Luo Qianhuan, the swordsman, doesn't understand what kind of swordsmanship is good, but at least he feels the pressure during the practice of Sethil, which is an invisible pressure formed by strong courage.

People who practice martial arts for a long time generally have it.

"Well, I have my own perverted gold finger and still work so hard..." Luo Qianhuan looked at Uncle Sun on the horizon, revealing half of her face. What time is it now? I get up early and touch the dark... I was not so diligent when I was in school.

I usually delayed my practice in the academy because I served as president. This level of practice in the morning has been a daily routine for Sethilly. If I don’t swing my sword for a long time, my body will rust. And now I have Luo Qianhuan... so I have to work harder... to become stronger...

Until the moment that was worthy of Luo Qianhuan! Sethili devoted the creative power in his body to his hands, and the air forged a non-existent giant sword and burst out with a strong hurricane. When Sethili raised his arms and waved his sword again, the wind with powerful destructive force spread the entire garden. Petals of various colors flew down one after another. Sethili stood in the middle and gasped.

Not enough...Sheelli looked at her hands, and there were tiny wounds on her hands that were originally delicate and white like a ball of fat. It was more dangerous to directly touch the power of creation with her body than to forge with a weapon.

The power of creativity is not a peaceful energy. The power of creativity forged without media is like a sword that has no hilt and is directly fighting with a sword blade. It is absolutely necessary to hurt both hands when holding the sword blade.

But only this method can more clearly perceive and enhance the power of creativity. Sethilly uses this method to improve her level without forging her weapons.

But today it seemed that it was too much. Even his palm was cut by the creative power of the wind attribute, but it was still a little short. Sethili closed his eyes. The tiny wound on his hand was not a problem for Sethili. He was only a little short of breaking through the power level. When Sethili swung his sword, he felt that the bottleneck that bound his level seemed to be about to break in several battles, just a little short.

If Sethil wants to break through the power level before the Legion War, he cannot drag the team down because of his level. More importantly, he cannot drag Luo Qianhuan down.

How great is Luo Qianhuan's potential? Sethillie can deeply feel it, so in order to allow Luo Qianhuan to exert more powerful power, she must work harder... because she is the master of the Holy Sword.

In the depths of Thurheely's hand, the air fluctuated again. Thurheely planned to directly forge the wind element in the air to make herself more clearly perceive the creative power. This time, it may be a breakthrough... It is not necessary to break through the control level to reach the power!

Close his eyes and felt the power of creativity flowing in his hands. The squeezing of the wind element made the originally scarred hand feel tearing pain again. Sethili did not even frown, and continued to gather the free creative power in the air.

Let Luo Qianhuan surprise him after waking up... I broke through the power level and something...

The violent wind gathered in Sethili's hands, and there was also a wet feeling on his hands, blood...

But the forging was almost done, a new knight sword made of wind! When Sethil was about to reach out to hold the sword, he grabbed a warm and soft existence.

Hey? Sethili opened his eyes and saw Luo Qianhuan looking at him with the idiot's eyes, and his hand was also caught by Luo Qianhuan.

Well, Luo Qianhuan is in Luo Tai's condition.

"My idiot master... Haste is not enough to reach the level of yours... I don't mind your level." Luo Qianhuan found that this girl had a tendency to self-harm and ran down immediately. He grabbed Sexili's hand. Various small wounds appeared on his originally delicate skin, which made Luo Qianhuan feel a little uncomfortable. The ideal country effect that was far away from the world appeared on Luo Qianhuan's hand, healing the wound in Sexili's hand.

"Are you awake? It's okay for me... But the control level belongs to the weak in this competition..." Sethilly felt warm under the healing attributes of the ideal country far away from the world. When she was fighting with Schneider, she was ridiculed and even implicated in the country because of her level, which made Sethilly care very much.

"Ha? I'm a scumbag at level." Luo Qianhuan continued to repair Sethil's hand and continued to say: "Levels are a decoration in front of my ability. It doesn't matter if my master says we are weak people. Just crush him and let him see what the protagonist is..."

Levels...Levels... Various level settings make Luo Qianhuan speechless. In addition to having an additional skill forging of environments, it is the distinction between the power of creativity.

With her own possession, she can completely ignore these small gaps. The ordinary low-level power level is a bento in front of her.

But he still worked so hard to break through his power... Seeing that Sethil had a tendency to self-harm, Luo Qianhuan said that his little heart could not bear it.

"I'm just thinking... shouldn't you have a little bit of majesty as a master?" Although Luo Qianhuan is powerful, he can't forget the improvement of Sethil's own abilities.

"Yes..." Luo Qianhuan had already healed Sexili, and had turned into a magic gun and fell into Sexili's hands and said jokingly: "My Lord, do you want to wait until you can fully control me and then train me well?"

"Um... I was guessed." Serhiley looked like this.

"I'm just kidding...I'm just kidding. Is this really the purpose?"

"Maybe..." Sethili waved the sharp gun, the sun was completely rising, and the morning light reflected on the blade of the sharp gun, emitting a dazzling light. "Wait for the end of this game..."

"Okay, okay, I'll follow you anyway." Luo Qianhuan's eyes glanced at another place, and Lisa was running over in a hurry and shouting at Sethilly.

"Sir, you're ready to go!"

"The prelude to the Legion War... Go and win, my Knight Girl." Luo Qianhuan said slowly.

"Um……"

PS: Regarding the issue of special divine tools, Cupid's summoning is just for the needs of the plot point, and no other characters will be summoned 0W0.
Chapter completed!