Chapter 45 Ice Chop
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In the empty space after the skill groove was broken...
There was another one unexpectedly.
Yes, another skill groove showed up, which was like his fifth skill groove. It was sealed and he couldn't feel any energy.
What happened? Mu Yunfei was confused.
His consciousness returned to his brain again.
Dalla's expression returned normal. She was calm again, smiling at him.
"Dalla, what is this?" Mu Yunfei asked in confusion.
"If I guess right..." After a long while, Dalla added, "Your Bloodline Sword can absorb your skill and make use of it seemingly. And it helped you clean the skill groove."
"Ah?"
Didn't it mean that the files had been moved from a computer and stored in a USB disk?
Was it because the internal memory of the computer was full?
It was so...
Mu Yunfei couldn't help but sigh with emotion. If it were like Dalla said, the power of the Bloodline Sword must have the ice nature, and it was from the golden ice crystal, the superlative ice.
Looking at the excitement in Mu Yunfei's eyes, Dalla continued, "I thought that after the remaining skill groove in your body is awakened, you will get promoted greatly, yet I have found these days that your promotion won't be enough to promote you to that stage."
Afterward, she paused for a while and seemed to restrain her joy.
"But this time, when another skill groove was formed in your body, I saw the hope. You have a great chance of reaching that stage," Dalla said excitedly.
Mu Yunfei fell into silence for a moment because he needed time to accept it or feel the changes in his body. It was an unusual feeling as if it seemed to have had a breakthrough or have restraint at the top.
He didn't know when the Bloodline Sword stopped revolving in his body and it didn't continue to destroy the other skill grooves. It returned to the groove which was like a sheath, with purplish and bluish golden light flashing faintly.
He was clear about the stage Dalla mentioned. If he might reach the Top Stage of Golden Bloodline after the former seal was awakened and Dalla's Dream Power enhanced it, this time, after the skill groove with two seals was awakened, he might even gain Sacred Bloodline.
It was the stage that even his father, the most powerful man in the Elemental Star Galaxy in the past had never reached.
At this thought, Mu Yunfei felt happy involuntarily.
In the past, he might have had no feelings about the strength, even knew nothing about it.
But now, after he knew about how the world where he lived was like as well as his Bloodline Power and his birth and family, he longed for the powerful strength.
He firmly knew that only the powerful strength could protect his planet and the people that he wanted to protect forever.
Since he was almost killed by Mengyun in the endless dream, he has decided to become strong enough to do whatever he wanted.
Dalla didn't say more, as she had told Mu Yunfei all that she should say. At the moment, she just quietly looked at her parasitifer from the Soil Planet, with unusual light flashing in her eyes.
What kind of legendary teenager was he? With him on the Soil Planet, what would happen in the future? As the wheel of history turned, how would he face everything in the future?
Mu Yunfei nodded at Dalla and then removed his consciousness from his brain.
He opened his eyes and was shocked by what he saw once again.
At the moment, his bedroom with a space of nearly one hundred cubic meters seemed to be frozen. Everything around was enveloped in a light golden ice crystal with bluish golden light flashing faintly which was not going to melt.
The only place with no ice crystal was the small circle around him. But he didn't know that everything was caused by the separation of the Bloodline Sword.
He looked at everything around and raised his right hand slowly, trying to withdraw it in the same way as he controlled the ice crystal in the past. He thought about it and started Bloodline Power.
But...
There was no reaction?
How would it be like this?
Didn't he still have his skills?
When he wanted to ask Dalla again what happened, he suddenly realized something.
If his skills were like files stored in the Bloodline Sword, a USB disk, wouldn't he need to summon the Bloodline Sword when he wanted to use them?
While thinking, he took actions. With the light flashing, the Bloodline Sword was in his hand. The speed of summoning was much higher than before.
Looking at the Bloodline Sword in his hand, Mu Yunfei wanted to say only one word, "Awesome!"
On the Bloodline Sword, the purplish and bluish golden light flashed in turn, and it was like a high-quality spirit stone shining with dazzling light after being polished carefully.
Mu Yunfei found that the Bloodline Sword was almost weightless like a feather.
If the Bloodline Sword was as heavy as an ear of corn earlier in the Thunder God Palace, it was as heavy as a niblet, almost zero kilograms now.
He raised the Bloodline Sword and instantly felt like the arm directing the fingers.
Mu Yunfei suddenly had a weird feeling from the Bloodline Sword. He could feel that endless power of thunder and lightning as well as that of ice nature poured into his body from the sword. It seemed that the breath was mixed with him gradually.
He tried again to transfer the ability of the golden ice crystal. This time, it wasn't as peaceful as before, but...
The golden ice crystal around covering all the furniture scattered and fell from the furniture crazily, turning to ice crystals. Then they flew to Mu Yunfei slowly, as if returning into the master's arms.
They seemed to elbow their way through and push others aside, fighting against each other, as if they had spirits.
As time passed by, all these ice crystals rushed into Mu Yunfei's body soon and mixed through the energy of the Bloodline Sword, flowing in his body slowly.
The light dimmed gradually, and the room returned to what it had been before. The ice crystals circled around in Mu Yunfei's body, as if they could cover the room again as long as he ordered.
Looking at the Bloodline Sword with bluish golden light flashing in his hand, Mu Yunfei suddenly had an assumption.
When thunder nature entered the Bloodline Sword, it had the skill of Thundery Chop, so the sword with bluish golden light should have one more skill obviously.
At that thought, he couldn't wait to have a try.
He released Void Breaker. As the space around twisted, he was in the back garden of his villa next second.
There was nobody else in the garden. The flowers, grass and plants were in perfect order after being clipped made people joyful.
He was joyful.
He raised the Bloodline Sword and drove the golden ice crystal which kept surging in his body into it.
He saw that the bluish golden light on the surface of the Bloodline Sword became dazzling and eye-catching.
A bluish golden light edge was formed gradually.
Next second, as Mu Yunfei waved the sword, it burst out and broke the air. It was not as fast and violent as Thundery Chop, but it gave people a more horrible feeling. It was mental shock brought by the extreme coldness, and it was under the condition that Mu Yunfei intentionally controlled the destruction.
Everything around became dark as the light edge appeared, and there was frost everywhere after it passed. The extreme coldness brought by the energy could be seen.
Next second, the light edge reached the shrubbery not far away.
"Ah!" A scream was heard, and it seemed...
Was somebody here? Mu Yunfe came to the source of the voice before it fully disappeared with extreme speed.
He saw a fat man who must be an Atian, not a local in Murica. He looked unwell, and the lower part of his body was affected by this Ice Chop. He was frozen and felt numb, kneeling on the ground and groaned with pain.
"Who are you?" Mu Yunfei asked coldly. He was always distant to anybody whose identity was unknown.
"Ouch...Ouch..." The man groaned. "Can't you see that I am in pain? Why did you throw a skill in the shrubbery randomly... Are you going to search the grass?" He spoke on and off.
Mu Yunfei wanted to laugh because firstly he could feel that the man above Red Bloodline was attacked to fell on the floor instantly even though he just showed a little power. Secondly, the metaphor of "search the grass" was too proper. Aha...
He withdrew the coldness in this man's body and asked again, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
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