"My student, who is it to show such weakness?" Li En, who looked sad, looked out of the window attentively, and the sword fairy beside him tapped his head three times with a wine jug, "Since you are reluctant, don't leave at all, where is the momentum of the family if you swear to me that your family does not agree?" ”

"It is necessary for a warrior to travel, but unfortunately it is still reluctant to be reluctant. Don't worry, teacher, it'll be fine soon. Li En's expression calmed down slightly, and he turned his head to look at the uninhibited teacher, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile.

"Gotta gotcha, you go on, laughing is worse than crying." The sword fairy opened the wine jug and poured it, sighing helplessly.

The train is still moving at high speed, starting from Luray to Heimdall and then transferring from Heimdall to Balyahat, and then from Balliahat to Regram, departing early in the morning, calculating the departure frequency, it will be at least at night to get to Regram, who makes the empire so big, Rao is sword immortal's physique is a little impatient. However, Li En seemed unexpectedly calm, isn't it just a train of more than ten hours, and it is not the first time that he has done it in the big foodie empire, and there is no pressure to double it again.

Finally, the half-drunk and half-awake Yun Kawaii woke up the sleeping Ryne, and the two finally arrived at Regram when it was already dark, rubbing their numb legs and staggering out of the station. In the early spring, some cold mist and breeze blew, and Lai was excited, and finally woke up completely. Take a deep breath, circulate in your body for a week, and slowly exhale turbidity, and suddenly your ears and eyes are clear. It is not surprising that although the Eight Leaves and One Knife Flow is a school of knife art, after all, it comes from the East, and it is cultivated both internally and externally, although it does not pay much attention to the practice of internal strength, but it does have a heritage.

This internal skill is the Qilin Gong that was introduced from the East and also spread in the Republic, and Li En spent more on the diligence of practicing internal skills than the sword technique, and his qualifications were not bad. According to Teacher Yun, Li En's talent in internal strength is not inferior to the sword technique, and his comprehension of internal strength is even higher, and he has a bit of self-knowledge, thinking that Li En may bring new possibilities to the Eight Leaves and One Knife Stream. Teacher Yun naturally didn't know that the martial arts culture of another world had a long history, and the popularity of martial arts was rampant, and it was strange that the two sides confirmed that they did not enter the country quickly.

"It's such a comfortable wind, it's completely different from Yuumir." The rhythmic rhythm of the muscles on Lien's body soothed the body that had stiffened for a day.

"It's a good place, especially since the local sake and food are not lost to Yuumir, so I really want to go to the tavern for a drink." When it comes to drinking and eating, Yun Kawaii is an absolute connoisseur, grabbing the apprentice who is moving his muscles and bones, and walking briskly towards the town of Legram.

After enjoying Regram's forest and lake-filled cuisine and resting for the night, Rien regained the fatigue of travel. After spitting out six weeks in the small courtyard of the tavern, he then played a set of hands-free, rushed into the sword fairy's room, directly pulled down the teacher's quilt, and finally woke up the hangover sword fairy for five minutes.

The early morning in Ragram was filled with a light mist, and even the scenery was a little hazy. The sky is blue, the sky is cloudless, and it looks like a good weather. On this bright morning, a pair of strangers appeared on the mountain road in front of the Viscount's Mansion standing on the top of the hill, and the young man was full of vigor and spirit. The old man was slightly hunched back, his face still had a hangover red, and his eyes were quite sober. Before I finished the first section of the mountain road, I heard a shouting sound from afar, the sound was loud and full of energy.

Lane stopped and looked at the place where the sound had come from, and although his gaze was blocked by the mountain path, he still maintained his interest.

"What? Want to visit the dojo first? The teacher read the student's thoughts and patiently explained, "According to the teaching method of the Alsidliu, there are only swordsmen of the first pass level, and the middle pass and the above should go out to travel." Of course, if you're lucky, you can meet one or two. ”

"That's the right opponent for me." Li En raised his eyebrows, and his right hand was tightly filled with a wooden knife and a bag of Taidao wind-cut, and he was full of fighting spirit, "Didn't you say that Your Excellency the Viscount is a master who can fight with you for a day and a night, and his students will naturally not let me down." ”

"Hahahaha, then let's go over and take a look, it's a completely different system from your family swordsmanship and our school's swordsmanship." It was rare to see the apprentice's high-spirited teacher laughing heartily and leading the apprentice to the dojo of Al Saidliu.

The Yarsside Stream Dojo is built on a platform halfway up the mountain, and there is no superfluous decoration, and the whole dojo looks simple but atmospheric. Walking to the door, the shouting and cheering inside were even louder, and the sound of gold and iron was endless. Li En grabbed the teacher who was about to walk directly into the dojo, and the sound of breathing gradually faded away, and he walked softly to the window. Through the window, I saw that there were several pairs of young men in the central jousting arena, and several apprentices were trying to try their swords against the wooden figures next to the jousting arena. In the corner of the dojo stood an old man with a white beard, a straight waist, and an aristocratic butler uniform dressed in blue and black, who was scanning the audience, reminding him from time to time, although he did not put on a posture, he still had no flaws.

"Yarsside is well deserved, and it deserves to be the two most widespread schools in the Empire." Looking at the scene in front of him, Li En was sincerely amazed.

"What's wrong? Do you feel that our practice is a little lonely? "The thriving Yarsidliu and the eight leaves and one knife stream on each side of the world are naturally very different.

"Yes, there is a point, but after all, our eight-leaf one-knife stream is not the kind of genre that can be promoted on a large scale, and there is no way." Li En, who has not been cultivating the Eight Leaves One Knife for a short time, naturally knows the difficulty and obscurity, and it is impossible to achieve anything without long-term one-on-one teaching, of course, he will not be too entangled in this. It's just that there have been no opponents who can improve each other and improve each other, and it's just a little uncomfortable.

"I heard that this kid Victor has a daughter of the same age as you who has been trained by him as an inheritor since she was a child, or you will fight her this time, although these people in the dojo are not bad, when your opponent is still a little bit hot." The sword immortal's eyes were naturally extremely spicy, and he could see the strength and weakness of the past at a glance, "Of course, you forget about the acting master, let's wait for you to pass it on." ”

"Laura S. S. Yarside. Dawn's mind conjured up the long blue hair, a two-handed sword, and a heroic game portrait, and whispered to himself, "That's the purpose of my trip." ”

"Huh? How do you know the name of someone's daughter? I've heard Victor mention her name once, but I've never told you. "Teacher Yun is completely confused, this kid seems to have basically never gone out since he arrived in Youmir, and he has been to Lulei with his parents as far as possible, where will he know the name of the future inheritor of another school across the empire, one north and one south.

"Aha, don't care about those details." Dawn snorted, and the bastard got carried away for a moment and actually said that he had leaked his mouth, and it was good to make a fortune in a muffled voice.

"Really? Maybe I accidentally drank too much and mentioned it, huh? The Sword Immortal didn't care about this kind of small problem, and his body was stunned, as if he had discovered something, "It's really good luck, he actually happens to be in Regram?" ”