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Ying Zheng didn't understand Mu Gongzi's feelings for Youling, but after the lights went out, he felt a little bleak inexplicably.

Zichu held the scabbard and quietly looked at the flying figure under the begonia tree.

"As a teacher, I will only teach you once, and you have to look at it. ”

Ying Zheng is good at martial arts, and his swordsmanship is even more pure, and he is ruthless.

It's just that today's flowing movements have been kneaded into a different meaning, this time not only to make a sword, but to pick, chop, pull, pierce, push, intercept, lift, hit, stab and other dozens of postures in the swordsmanship into a coherent dance, pick flowers and cut leaves, a place falling Ying was brought up by the sword wind, beautiful.

Zichu couldn't help but be stunned.

It's not that he's never seen anyone use a sword, but he wasn't as shocked as he is today.

This scene is deeply engraved in my heart.

Suddenly, the figure pierced the stone with a sword, and there was a huge boom.

The wind is calm and the sand is calm.

Ying Zheng let go of the hilt of the sword with a complicated face, and the other end of the sword was inserted into the boulder, and several small cracks spread up from the joint, which could not be seen at all if he didn't look closely.

She was impulsive.

For the first time, things were out of her control.

"Master......" Zichu walked over cautiously, "Can you do it again?"

Ying Zheng looked over.

"I've only written down half of it. Zichu was embarrassed.

"The sword is broken. She replied calmly.

"How come?" Zichu said and went to pull out the sword in the stone, but as soon as he used a little force, half of the sword body was pulled up by him, and the other half was sunk into the broken stone, "It's not that swordsmanship cooperates with the mental method, running the internal force to the arm, and using the force to transmit it to the sword, as long as the swordsman uses the internal force properly, the sword body will not be damaged." ”

Ying Zheng naturally didn't say that he didn't control it well, but only said lightly: "The quality of this sword is not good." ”

"It's not ......" Zichu was just about to argue, but after coming into contact with her gaze, he stopped talking.

Ying Zheng broke a begonia branch and skimmed off the flowers and leaves.

"Use this as a sword and show the teacher what you just learned. ”

Zichu glanced at the broken sword in his hand regretfully, and finally gave it up and took the begonia branch, compared to the posture.

His movements are much slower than Yingzheng's, and the details are perfect.

Ying Zheng watched him do it again, and mentioned a few words from time to time.

"There are seven points of appearance, in the future, you find a master who practices martial arts, most of the mistakes you make are common to beginners, and masters who practice martial arts are better at correcting these. ”

"Master, aren't you going to take care of your apprentices in the future?"

Ying Zheng looked slightly stunned: "Maybe you can't wait until later, and your state will recover." ”

So it's nothing if she doesn't say this.

In the end, I was a teacher, and I couldn't help but say a few more words.

The gray icon in a certain bar on the game panel, that is a player in a special state, she has put her consciousness on it countless times after it appears, and all she has waited for is - [The player is in a special situation and cannot form a team. 】

Zichu couldn't understand her words, so he pointed to the broken sword and said, "Master, can you give me a sword that is more powerful than this?"

Ying Zheng moved to the sword, and has been with her since she entered the game map.

The sword was a good sword, but as far as the famous sword she had seen, it wasn't excellent.

"If there is fate, the teacher will send you. ”

It's just that...... The chances are slim.

Not to mention when the other party will be lifted, it's just out of the game map, the sea of people is vast, and the chance of meeting is too small.

Zichu narrowed his eyes in confusion.

"Fate...... Master, you're not just going to draw me a big pie, are you?"