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You can only keep telling yourself that you are bored to the point of being on the edge of pain and have what you want most. But in fact, reason is constantly avoiding the fact that there is no "margin" in this situation, because there is no theoretical absolute perfection in the growth of the technique.

Repeated practice can only allow one's body and consciousness to constantly adapt to the circuit, and a good practice method can achieve twice the result with half the effort. But doing more with less is just a figurative word, and in the absence of comparison, who knows if it is really only half the effort, and the progress process is doubled. Because what can be felt is only the restlessness that keeps breeding and then being contained.

Fortunately, restraint has become a habit.

After running a circuit, Yunkong Guan, who felt hungry, let out a sigh of relief.

It can't be said to be a habit, it can only be said to be satisfied! There is a kind of satisfaction after successfully restraining one's restlessness, and to put it bluntly, it is better to replace one ** with another**.

Glancing at the calendar, it was the day of the qualifiers in three days, and it happened to be a practical skills class this afternoon, and the teenager felt the need to test his results.

After eating, he went directly to the No. 3 training ground, and looking at the groups of students around him, Yunkong Guan suddenly felt as if he had become the same as before. As the saying goes, those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black, and following Bai Liuyan is more or less affected by her! Now I don't think it has anything to do with these people.

The No. 3 training ground is full of seniors, and Yunkong Guan will not take the initiative to compete with them, because if they win, they will be targeted; They will not take the initiative to come to the matter of Yunkong Guan, because it will be a shame if they lose. The teaching assistants were not as attentive as they were at Training Ground No. 1, and the assistant coach in his thirties sitting on the sidelines was napping. Thinking about being a teaching assistant in his thirties, I guess I plan to be a teaching assistant for the rest of my life!

A quiet teenager sat cross-legged in the corner of the field, folded his hands, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled.

As he exhaled, his hands parted, and a blade with a metallic sheen appeared in the air.

Yun Kongguan raised his hand, and the blade suspended in the air moved as he wished, drawing a cold fan in the air.

This is why Yunkong Guan insists on practicing this very difficult technique, and part of the structure of the Alpha Sword is magic, which means that it can be manipulated by spirits. It can levitate in the air, shoot out, chase enemies in sight, and stick to the ground as a trap to release the Frost Ring.

Maybe the power is not as good as the special technique, but the versatility of the technique determines the survivability in the magic battle, and without survivability, where does the combat power come from.

In the end, the magic competition is still a competition for 'skill', not a competition for 'strength', otherwise the schedule will not stipulate the output of using a magic guide.

The others noticed the movement of the cloud view, and some of them looked at him and the suspended sword in his hand curiously. Yunkong Guan definitely didn't come here to show them, because the use of spiritual power, in addition to the use of magic, requires more control skills.

According to the training plan he had previously made, Yunkong Guan began to control the sword in eight dimensions: undulation, swaying, pitching, and side spinning. As for why there is no forward and backward, because for the technique, forward and backward mean the same thing: it is to go to what position.

The molded alpha sword does not have a hilt, because Yunkong Guan didn't intend to hold it in his hand from the beginning, so he doesn't need that kind of setting.

The one-and-a-half-foot-long blade swirled and swayed in the palm of his hand like a throwing knife.

Then, Yunkong Guan cast another spell, and the blade of the sword increased by one more.

The third, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth...... The number of spinning blades increased to eleven, and the boy finally felt a little tired.

Wave your hand to cancel three, and only keep the eight blades in rotational motion.

Just like the way he reads books, for the mind-wandering cloud and sky view, the best training method is to control it multiple times, forcing his mind to be too busy in order to concentrate on training.

Yun Kongguan's eyes were like anti-aircraft guns chasing several flying objects, no one knew what kind of thinking and what kind of operation he did in the moment of pause, and the others only saw eight sword pieces flying, moving in different ways.

It's not an exaggeration to call this kind of training a performance, so I thought that no one would come to disturb his cloud view miscalculated.

A boy with a well-defined Chinese character face walked up to Yunkong Guan and looked at him with interest. After being stared at like this for ten seconds, the boy felt a little embarrassed and stopped.

"Go on, you're doing a good job." There is no humility in the tone of the boy's face with the national character, and Nandu can't distinguish between the senior and the junior on the school uniform, so there is only one explanation: "Bai Liuyan's club members can play this kind of thing, and I'm quite surprised." ”

Not accustomed to looking up at people, Yunkong Guan stood up and looked back indifferently from a slightly higher perspective on the other side: "What advice does the senior have?" ”

"Sure enough, I didn't recognize the wrong person, I met you during the meeting." Speaking of this, the boy with the national character face paused, "But you shouldn't have noticed me, my name is Xu Zheng, and I am the vice president of the Fayan Society." ”

It turned out to be the Fayan Society, which squeezed out the A-level club of the Demon Dao Society.

It's just that Yun Kongguan's face didn't make any unusual expressions, on the one hand, he was born with a little emotional facial paralysis, and on the other hand, this matter had nothing to do with him as a kid who had just joined the club.

But the other party didn't seem to think so, Xu Zheng showed a provocative smile: "You are planning to participate in the freshman competition!" ”

"Yes."

"Just using this juggling technique?"

"Yes."

"Do you think you can win the game?"

"Yes."

The three 'yes' of Yunkong Guan, who are neither humble nor arrogant, make the atmosphere of the scene tense. The senior named Xu Zheng felt that this freshman didn't give himself face at all, and his expression became very distorted, but he quickly recovered: "Very good, you are worthy of being a member of Bai Liuyan, crazy enough, proud enough, I don't know if you also have the capital like Bai Liuyan." Dare to come to the No. 3 training ground, you also have some ability! How about a comparison? ”

"Absolutely." From the beginning, Yunkong Guan didn't have the idea of retreating, not for reasons like the Demon Dao Society, but simply felt that it was unnecessary.

Yes, there is no need, just like there is no need for rice in front of him, it is natural that he will not diet if he does not eat, and the introspective boy did not notice that in his bones, he may be a person who is more proud than Bai Liuyan, like a sword out of the sheath.

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