Some of the students suddenly looked at Xu Ruoruo, who was standing at the front.

The sword flicked gently, sometimes gently, sometimes smoothly, as naturally and harmoniously as flowing downstream. Occasionally, when it's fast, you can even hear a faint snort. It seemed that she was not practicing swords, but dancing, and the reflection of the silver sword tip formed a string of visual residues, as if it was connected into a slender silver dragon around her, and from time to time it let out a soft groan.

Lin Fei is actually right, these basic points are indeed the key to Longyi swordsmanship, but the real standard is far from Xu Ruoruo's current state. Instead, it requires a more stable and refined force. Of course, for these ordinary people, there are naturally not such high requirements.

Walking slowly along the edge of the formation, Lin Fei found that the girl on the far left was extremely serious. In this kind of training, most of the people who started to sign up have already quit the training with enthusiasm and novelty, and those who stayed are relatively persistent, and after watching the on-the-spot demonstration, they all want to study and practice, but some of them are just learning to look good, or for the purpose of being cool. Therefore, among the students present, there were only two people who really had the purpose of learning swords.

Lin Fei began to observe these people as soon as they entered the club. One of them is this girl named Zhou Ting, and the other is a thin boy who is also ten years old, with a pair of high glasses, and his eyes always have a sense of extreme. When these two people danced the sword, they were very proficient in their movements, and it was obvious that after learning, they went back to add extra time. Therefore, Lin Fei's focus naturally began to focus on these two people.

Zhou Ting still has the impression of the girl he met when he went to perform the Shueisha mission. But the other one was less impressed.

"According to the plan of the Sword Fighting Society, it seems that this kind of seed can be stored in advance." Looking at Zhou Ting and the glasses boy named Ye Qing, Lin Fei had already enclosed the two of them into the scope of inspection.

The group training didn't end until noon, almost half past eleven. A group of students put back their long swords with a sore back, and walked together with each other out of the swordsmanship club, discussing how boring what they learned today, and they don't know how long it will take to teach the level of learning. Most people were a little discouraged.

Only two people are different from the others.

Zhou Ting and Ye Qing are both ordinary people who are not good-looking, and they can even be regarded as ugly.

Especially Ye Qing, with thick lenses, is thin, his face is not very clean, and there are small pimples everywhere. It's a look of rejection to everyone.

After putting the white standard long sword back, Ye Qing and Zhou Ting were not with anyone else, perhaps because they both knew in their hearts that their purpose was different from the others from the beginning. They are not inherently all the way.

So the two of them also refused lightly to greet others. On the contrary, they all fell behind, and in the equipment room, all kinds of sword racks and long swords, large and small, hung all over the room.

Most of the students had already returned their swords. Only a handful of people remained.

"Zhou Ting, do you want to go back together?" A fat girl with glasses asked, putting on her shoes.

Zhou Ting shook her head: "No, you go first, I still have some things." ”

"Oh." The girl nodded, she was used to answering like this, almost every week when Zhou Ting came over, she would answer like this.

But Ye Qing didn't talk to him here, his surname was withdrawn, and he was used to this situation. I just held my glasses and watched the back of the last student leaving the equipment room.

Click.

The door snaps back and closes automatically.

"Let's go." Ye Qing stood up and said in a low voice.

Zhou Ting nodded, the two of them are like this every time, and after all the other students leave, they will continue to go to the sword room to practice. So there is some tacit understanding.

The fifth sword room, which is a public sword room that students are allowed to use. In the huge sword room, facing a mirrored wall, all the situations in the room can be directly imprinted on it, so that the students can correct their movements at any time.

Inside, a middle-aged woman with pale temples is carefully holding a black long sword, carefully wiping it with a silk cloth. This woman's name is Yuan Yue, a very rare surname, and she is also a swordsman introduced by Old Man Fei. He is also the second folk master to join the swordsmanship club after Yuan Yonglong.

Yuan Yue's face is ordinary, but when she wipes the sword body, she has a unique charm of gentleness and charm. Her swordsmanship is also a family tradition, but unlike Longyi swordsmanship, she generally focuses on momentum. Rather, it takes the light and agile route, which can be regarded as a standard type of traditional swordsmanship.

Seeing the two of them coming in, Yuan Yue only nodded slightly. Then he came back to his senses and continued to maintain the sword.

Although Zhou Ting and Ye Qing didn't quite understand why Yuan Yue would insist on maintaining the long sword by herself, it was clear that there was someone in the club who was responsible for this part of the work. But looking at Yuanyue's attitude, it is not convenient to ask.

The two of them occupied two areas at the back of the sword room, and took the long sword from the sword stand and began to practice alone. And think about it repeatedly from what you don't understand throughout the day.

Lin Fei stood in front of the door of the maintenance room, watching a group of maintenance personnel, Jiang Nan hurriedly oiled a long sword, checked it, and put it away.

"It's been so long since you're not proficient."

Jiang Nan smiled sweetly, revealing two small dimples. "Much better already. Compared to the beginning, I didn't understand anything, but now I'm much more proficient. ”

A young girl next to her chimed in: "It was clumsy in the beginning, but it's much better than it is now. ”

"Oops, Xu Jie!" Jiang Nan didn't have a good airway. Push the girl on the side away.

"I'll call you again in twenty minutes." Lin Fei said with a smile.

Jiang Nan nodded, "Okay, I still have a lot to finish here." There's a little more work today. ”

Lin Fei left the maintenance room and walked slowly along the corridor.

There are now a total of two folk masters in the Sword Fighting Society, one is Yuan Yonglong and the other is Yuan Yue, both of whom were introduced by Fei Lao. Yuan Yonglong was in a very bad mood recently because Chen Wu was missing and Xu Ruoruo was almost killed, so he asked for leave to go back to rest. But fortunately, his apprentice Lin Yuanshan is very dedicated, if it weren't for his lack of skills, he would even want to do it together with the master's teaching work. After Xu Ruoruo experienced the blow, after returning from the hospital, he began to resume the sword dance every day, and almost had time to teach and demonstrate.

The entire swordsmanship club, except that it is still not much profitable, can be regarded as operating normally.

Lin Fei gently stroked the position of his chest, where in the pocket of his jacket, there were three newly obtained True Power Gems, and a steady stream of True Power continued to pour into his body, fused into the New True Power, and was quickly assimilated. Merge into Genelec Core. Although there was no substantial progress in cultivation, Lin Fei could still feel that the pattern of the second layer of the Sword Dao True Interpretation Qi Chapter was becoming clearer and clearer.

Passing by one sword room, occasionally the door of the sword room is open, and you can see the teacher practicing the sword slowly, including Xu Ruoruo. Lin Fei only paused slightly in front of her door and skipped it directly.

However, when passing by the fifth sword room at the back, Lin Fei was surprised to see Zhou Ting and Ye Qing actually practicing intently.

With a slight movement in his heart, Lin Fei gently pushed open the half-hidden door.

Yuan Yue, who was sitting in front, also saw Lin Fei come in, hurriedly put away her long sword, got up and walked over. Like Yuan Yonglong, she also knew that the real person in charge of the Sword Club was the half-grown boy in front of her.

"Yuan Jiao Xi." Lin Fei nodded politely.

Although the chief teacher at the level of Yuan Yonglong in Yuan Yue only occasionally comes out to guide the students, he is still called a teacher.

"Lin Fei, why haven't you left today?" Yuan Yue asked gently, she has a son who is in high school, and there are two elderly people at home who need to be supported, the original salary of a physical education teacher is far from enough to spend, and she can come here and get a salary far more than several times that of before, and she can continue to practice sword in her favorite place. This is all an opportunity given by Lin Fei. So even if the other party is just an ordinary half-grown teenager, she is also grateful.

"It's nothing, Nan Nan is not done yet." Lin Fei said with a smile, looking at the two people who were practicing in the room. "They do it every time?"

Yuan Yue nodded: "It's like this every time I come over, and my hands are full of worn blisters, two seedlings who work hard." It seemed that she admired the two of them as well, but then her face darkened. But in this world, no matter how powerful you practice swords, what's the use? It's not like it's worth a shot. ”

Lin Fei stood on the side, smiling quietly.

"Maybe there are secrets in this world that we can't see?"

Yuan Yue shook her head: "Maybe, but that kind of thing is too far away from us." "You can see that she must have been through something. will have such a feeling.

"Aunt Yuan, your son should be the same year as me, right? I heard that he is unwilling to pass on your swordsmanship? Lin Fei asked softly.

Yuan Yue said helplessly: "It's okay if you don't want to, after all, it's not the era of martial artists." ”

"I heard that your long sword is called Qiushui, and it was passed down from Mo Yanqiu, a genius swordsman in Shu at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty. I don't know if I can get a glimpse of your swordsmanship. Instead of those normal sword moves you used to make when you joined the company. Lin Fei raised his right hand slightly, and the two staff members who were still in the sword room immediately retreated in amusement.

Ye Qing and Zhou Ting were more focused because they were standing farther away, but they didn't hear the two of them talking. Seeing the staff leaving the sword room, he was also ready to put away his long sword and leave. However, Lin Fei stretched out his hand to stop him.

Click.

The door of the sword room was gently closed by Lin Fei.

Yuan Yue was stunned. Quietly looked at Lin Fei for a moment.

Suddenly, she smiled, and in an instant, a cold and sharp aura instantly emanated from her. The gentle female surname of the previous moment disappeared completely, and there was only a powerful aura like a supreme swordsman. Like an upright ice thorn.

"Since you want to see it, then I'll show you a trick." Yuan Yue said lightly.

Her eyes suddenly glowed slightly blue. A subtle momentum faintly emanated.

Lin Fei's face suddenly froze, his smile narrowed, and he was no longer calm and natural before. There was also a hint of blue fluorescence in both eyes, which was as crystal clear.

(To be continued)