A New Sword

"I was thinking about Aunt Zhang's murder, after all, I rescued her twice and she ended up dead."

Willow Chen sighed, "Yeah, how unlucky that has to be. Forget it, you did your best."

Omi nodded his head.

Willow Chenming smiled, "Omi, I have a gift for you."

"A gift?" Don was startled, the boss actually gave him a gift.

"Yeah, you come with me." Willow Chenming smiled and walked upstairs.

Omi followed to Liu Chenming's room, where Liu Chenming took out a sword hilt from the bedside table, the hilt was about 15 centimeters long and very delicate.

Omi was puzzled, "Uncle Liu, what do you mean by taking out a sword hilt?"

Willow Chenming handed the hilt of the sword to Omi and smiled, "This is a gift I brought back for you a few days ago on a business trip, I thought you would like this sword as you are a martial arts practitioner."

"Sword?" Omi looked at the sword hilt in his hand, somewhat baffled.

Liu Chenming said, "This sword, priced at 3.8 million, you press that small hole at the end of the hilt."

Omi picked up the end of the sword hilt, and sure enough, there was a tiny little hole in the depression at the end, just not too easy to press.

The buyer claimed that the speed of the sword's ejection reached a terrifying 0.5 seconds.

Omi pressed, and suddenly, the hilt of the sword shook, and a sharp sword ejected out, originally just a hilt, but now became a full sword.

It turned out that the body of the sword was hidden into the hilt, ejecting the sword when it was needed, and shrinking into the hilt if it was not needed.

Omi exclaimed, "Wow, what an amazing sword, so convenient." In Omi's previous world, swords were common, almost everyone who practiced martial arts held a sword in their hands or carried a sword on their shoulders, regardless of gender or age. It felt like holding a long sword wasn't very convenient some times. Now it's good that the sword is shrunk into the hilt, so you only need to carry a hilt, and you can fit it in your pants pocket.

Liu Chenming smiled, "You're a martial arts practitioner, how could you not know, no need to be so modest, it's just a small gift, it's good that you like it. How about you take a look at this sword? I do not understand how to wield it."

Omi held the sword in a heartbeat, it seemed that as soon as he grasped the sword, his blood had an overwhelming passion in it, Omi looked at the sword and suddenly remembered his old sword 'Drinking Blood'.

"Good sword." Omi wiped his sword on his finger and immediately saw blood.

Liu Chenming laughed, seeing the blood on Omi's finger, he naturally stepped back a bit, he always felt a bit scared inside when he saw these injuries.

"It's good that you like it, but of course, it's not a very good sword, after all, the price is there."

Omi said, "Three hundred and eighty thousand isn't expensive enough?"

Liu Chenming smiled apologetically, "It's middling, but usually the worst swords are over a million, and these three million swords are middling. I know a client who carries around a golden sword that's worth up to twelve million, and he also said that his golden sword is only medium-quality."

Omi was taken aback, the sword was actually so expensive in this era, but yes, the craft needed to be very fine for the sword to shrink into the hilt and be practical.

Willow Chenming said this sword was price 3.8 million, Omi felt that it would do, at least it looked ok on the outside.

Willow Chenming said, "Ten million level swords are not even considered top-notch, but usually super experts use more than a billion price swords and use different materials. This sword of mine is just to let you practice for fun, I hope you don't mind."

"Uncle Liu is polite, where would I mind."

"Well then, you try your skills first."

"Mm." With a nod, Omi jumped out of the window of Liu Chen Ming's room.

Then he floated to the ground on the grass outside.

"Swoosh." Omi flew in his posture, the sword in his hand seeming to merge with his arm, each dance bringing up a sharp wind, the sound made by swinging the sword, and the wind chilling.

Liu Chen Ming stood on the ledge and smiled, "What a master, a sword can dance so radiantly."

Liona also finished her bath and heard the sound of swooshing below the villa, and was busy walking to the window, and immediately saw Omi practicing his sword on the grass below. The posture was so beautiful and handsome, this looks was a kind of martial arts TV like people practicing sword, Liona suddenly felt a heartbeat, very worship like.

At this time, Omi suddenly stomped on the ground, the whole person spun around and shot into the sky, swoosh swoosh screeching incessantly, the body was suddenly high above the villa's roof.

"Wow." John and Jean, who were watching from the first floor, were stunned.

Omi, who flew into the air, flipped over and fell headfirst to the ground, the sword in his hand shot straight at the ground, and as he was about to land on the ground, Omi struck out with his sword and suddenly, a large chunk of the turf on the ground was overturned by his sword Qi.

Omi's qi sank to the ground and put the sword away.

Having just practiced for a little while, Omi felt the hot blood in his body and had the feeling of going back in time. However, it was true that the sword wasn't that good, but it would get by.

"Pah-pah." John and Jean were busy applauding.

"Young Master is great."

"I love you, Young Master." Jean shouted with a florid face.

Omi contracted the sword and pocketed the hilt, so he could carry it to school later.

In fact, in this era, many people also carried their swords with them, but they just went in their trouser pockets or purses.

Willow Chenming said, "Omi, awesome, watching you soar in the air, my blood is boiling." Willow Chenming said.

"Haha, Uncle Liu, at your age now, even if you start practicing martial arts, you'll only be able to play on the ground, leaping a few meters high seems difficult."

"I'm just saying, where do I have this talent, alright, get ready for dinner."

Liona also came down from upstairs and looked at Omi, having an uncomfortable feeling all over, she didn't even have this feeling when she hated Omi before.

In the evening, Omi was watching TV in the living room.

Liona said, "Omi, go read, no TV."

Omi was stunned, today Miss is in charge of a lot ah.

"Miss, did I hear correctly, you drove me to study? Why do you care about me."

Liona didn't know why she was bothering Omi.

Liona huffed, "You're my bodyguard, if you study too badly, I'll lose face too."

"Che, no one at school knows I'm your bodyguard." Omi was speechless, that was a lousy reason.

"Anyway, you can't be like this in the future, you need to study well too."

"Miss, you read on your own, what do you care what I do, I'm not that material."