The tense atmosphere brought about by the experience of Dabi made most people find a place to practice martial arts, and even many nerds who were partial to literature dropped their books to practice. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just when everyone was practicing martial arts, there was still a person reading in the huge Tibet, with a white patch in a hospital uniform, light sword eyebrows, and a blazing gaze that was not dimmed because he often read books, six feet tall, and his face was full of acne.

This young man reads books very slowly, frowns when he encounters an unknown place, smiles when he understands, sometimes closes his eyes and shakes his head to read two sentences, and sometimes raises his cheeks to associate artistic conception......

Just when the boy was fascinated, "Junfeng." A clear voice sounded behind him, the young man was startled, the book in his hand fell, and he hurriedly stretched out his foot, and picked it back into his hand before the book fell to the ground, his movements were slightly clumsy. The young man turned around and bowed: "Junfeng has seen the dean." ”

The person who came was dressed in Confucian clothes, with long-lived eyebrows floating without wind, a black and white beard and chest, eyes with a kind face, and it was Dean Zhu Geng. The young man is Dean Zhu Geng's proud protégé - Li Junfeng.

"Junfeng, everyone has gone to practice martial arts, why are you still reading here?" Dean Zhu Geng's tone was slightly reproachful.

"Dean, Junfeng is reading "Zizhi Tongjian", and he is about to finish reading, so he refuses to give up. Li Junfeng replied.

"After reading it, remember to use more martial arts, the reversed qi in your body is also turning almost the same, today you can run for a few more weeks according to the previous mental method. Dean Zhu Geng turned around and moved, feeling helpless about the student's nerdness.

"Dean, go slowly!"

After Zhu Geng left, Li Junfeng was just about to continue reading, "Ha! I found you, nerd, hurry up and accompany me to practice swords." The delicate voice came, and a girl was walking towards Li Junfeng, in a light blue hospital uniform, a noodle figure with a beautiful face, a playful and handsome Nizi.

"Yajing, I'm reading! Go to Lu Yu. Li Junfeng didn't finish reading the book, so he refused when he opened his mouth.

"No! Lu Yu is practicing with Jian Fei, and practicing with her, he will not show mercy to his subordinates, and he will knock out other people's swords at every opportunity. Lan Yajing was slightly angry and pouted.

"Then let's find Xiaoyun. Li Junfeng opened the "Zizhi Tongjian" and said casually.

"Is it true that in your heart, I am not as important as a book?Hmph! If I don't practice swords, I will ignore you in the future!" Lan Yajing cried a little in her tone and ran out, this is not the first time.

This trick is commonly used by Lan Yajing, and Li Junfeng didn't notice that it was different from usual, so he didn't care about it and continued to read.

At noon, Li Junfeng finally finished reading "Zizhi Tongjian", put the book away, stretched his waist and walked out of Tibet, ready to relax his muscles.

There are many people practicing martial arts on the campus of Caiyun Academy, swords, sticks, and guns...... Caiyun Academy majors in swordsmanship, but some children of martial arts families still practice their own family martial arts, after all, the whole academy knows Liuyun swordsmanship, and their own true inheritance has become a surprise trick with advantages.

Li Junfeng walked through the square and found Xiao Shenyu, fortunately, people turned their backs to him, the two had some scandals recently, what kind of woman was defeated and fell in love with her, which made the two embarrassed to meet. Slipping by, Li Junfeng walked towards the back mountain bamboo forest.

After the bamboo forest in the back mountain, Li Junfeng returned to the thatched house, took out a bamboo sword and walked to the bamboo forest clearing on the east side of the thatched house.

Walking through a small bamboo forest, I saw a huge clearing, where five teenagers wearing the same white courtyard uniforms as Li Junfeng were practicing swords.

Lined up in a straight line, counting from the left, the first one is handsome and chic, with starry eyes and a smile, is Li Xiaoyun; then comes Ouyang Jianfei, who is tall and thin, with sharp eyes, many gums and small teeth, and laughs like a monkey; Lu Yu, who has thick sword eyebrows and arrogant eyes; the fourth one who is indifferent but not losing confidence and arrogance is Murong Jie; and the last one is slightly strong and bright, and the tiger eyes are shining, which is Long Bocang's son Long Bin.

The movements of the five people are neat, the moves are skillful and powerful, and the sword wind is whirring.

Li Junfeng saw Lan Yajing on the edge of the clearing, so he walked over. At this time, Lan Ya was sitting quietly on the lawn, her head resting on her hands crossed between her knees, her delicate body trembling slightly. "Yajing, do you want to practice swords together?" Li Junfeng also felt that it was not good, and asked softly.

Lan Yajing stood up suddenly, her eyebrows and eyes were red, obviously she had just cried, her tears had not dried, she didn't look at Li Junfeng, she drew her sword and jumped out directly, "Xiaoyun, accompany me to practice swords!"

Li Xiaoyun, who was practicing swords in the open space, swung his sword and took a move, and the two of them exchanged moves one after another, and the other four people collected their swords and stood aside to observe, in fact, everyone knew that the eldest lady was in a bad mood today and didn't dare to touch her moldy head.

"Really ignore me?" Li Junfeng muttered to himself, feeling quite uncomfortable.

Li Junfeng was helpless, Lan Yajing's general tantrum would soon pass, but this time it was a little different, he couldn't think of what the reason was, shook his head, tried not to think too much, pulled out the bamboo sword and practiced the sword on the side.

At this time, a small cyan bird flew from the depths of the bamboo forest and scattered something in the air.

"Oops, the stinky bird dares to shit on my head. Long Bin's rough voice sounded. "Hehe! Bin Shao is lucky!" Ouyang Jianfei took the opportunity to tease. Long Bin was embarrassed, couldn't help but be angry, and threw a sword at the blue bird. The blue bird flexibly avoided it, and quickly flew closer, pecked Long Bin, adding fuel to the fire, Long Bin was furious, and launched a light effort to chase the blue bird.

Lan Yajing, who was practicing swords, stopped, and when she saw Long Bin chasing a cute cyan bird like a fierce man, she couldn't help shouting: "Long Bin, don't hurt the bird!"

Li Xiaoyun also put away the sword and said with a smile: "Good luck, let's compare light skills today to see who catches the bird first and doesn't hurt the bird." How?" After speaking, he chased the blue bird first.

"Such a good thing, how can it not be my share? Lu Yu, we will also go up. Ouyang Jianfei chased after him, "This kind of rookie, see if I have my hands on it." Lu Yu immediately followed.

"When it comes to light work, this son is not inferior to any of you. "Murong Jie unfolded the family heirloom, 'Rushing rain chasing the wind' to catch up.

"Hey, wait for me, if you catch me, you have to raise me. Lan Yajing Lian stepped lightly and chased after her, leaving Li Junfeng alone in place.

The six people shuttled through the bamboo forest, and the blue bird was also very spiritual, not in a hurry to escape, relying on his fast speed from time to time to turn back to tease the six people, Murong Jie was in the front, suffered the most losses, and always almost caught, but 'missed a thousand miles'.

Li Xiaoyun, Ouyang Jianfei, Lu Yu, Long Bin and Lan Yajing followed closely behind, and the blue bird often shuttled between the six people, extremely cunning.

Lu Yu chased while collecting dew with his left hand, and with his right hand, he made the "Heart Sutra of the Cold Moon and Morning" turn the dew into ice continuously, and the blue bird was busy dodging, and the speed gradually slowed down.

This time, the blue bird escaped under Murong Jie's hands again, and left disgusting bird feces, Murong Jie couldn't bear it anymore, and threw the sword in his hand.

"Don't!" Lan Yajing exclaimed. But the sword had already shot towards the blue bird at a faster speed than Long Bin thrown, and when he saw that the sword was about to hit the blue bird, he saw a white shadow flashing, and the blue bird disappeared, and the thrown sword was inserted into a thick bamboo tree in the distance.

Li Junfeng appeared in front of the six people, with his left hand behind his back, his right hand holding the blue bird, his brows furrowed slightly, and he walked over slowly.

How could it be him? When did he catch up? He had such a fast skill? Did he go around and return to the same place? Everyone was shocked in their hearts, in their impressions, Li Junfeng could not practice light skills, and there were heavy objects on his body, but the academy's famous turtle speed skills, even Ouyang Jianfei didn't remember that Li Junfeng was so clumsy because of the weight on his body, and at that time, he thought that the cultivation of external skills was hard, and Junfeng had already given up and not insisted.

Li Junfeng walked up to Lan Yajing and handed over the blue bird held in his right hand, Lan Yajing was moved in her heart, just stretched out her hand, thinking that this morning Li Junfeng only cared about reading books and ignored his indifference, he bit his silver teeth, turned around and left without saying a word, Li Xiaoyun and a few people hurriedly caught up to persuade him, Murong Jie took back the sword and followed behind.

Only Li Junfeng was stunned there, his heart was cramping, his eyes were slowly moistened, his hand was loosened, and the blue bird took off his hand and flew away, only to come back to his senses, and he ignored the bleeding left hand, and slowly put on the bracer and leg guards that he had just taken off when he caught the bird and walked back.

Murong Jie caught up with Li Xiaoyun and the others, and was just about to insert the sword back into the sheath, "Huh, Murong Jie, how can your sword have blood?" The sharp-eyed Ouyang Jianfei couldn't help but ask when he saw the blood stains on Murong Jie's sword.

Murong Jie paused, took out a towel to wipe the blood away, then inserted the sword back into the sheath and said, "It's Li Junfeng's." ”

Lan Yajing, who was walking in front, heard what Murong Jie said, and couldn't help but regret her indifference to Li Junfeng: Idiot, I'm sorry, it turns out that you still care about me, but I ..... Thinking of this, Lan Yajing's tears involuntarily rolled down her cheeks.

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