In the afternoon of the next day, Li Wenjae returned to the carnival tavern, and after looking around, he found that only the soldiers were drinking, so he stepped forward and asked:

"Warrior, is there any other place where you can learn swords besides the Budokkan? I mean this place. ”

"Imperial swordsmanship is the strongest swordsmanship, why should you learn other swordsmanship?" Luo was originally dizzy, but was suddenly awakened by the mentally retarded question asked by this mentally handicapped dwarf, and after shaking his head vigorously a few times, he said: "Isn't it?

Li Wenzai nodded and shook his head: "No, that may be the strongest, but it is not suitable for me." ”

"What kind of swordsman are you?Aren't you from Alaye?You don't have any knowledge of Winter Island swordsmanship," Luo patted his head, and his smile became subtle: "...... I see! You're a goblin, and Winter Island is the hardest hit by thefts! Winter Islanders don't like goblins, even if you're a goblin, you're all greedy clowns who will only steal gold coins at night when people are asleep!"

Li Wenzai didn't understand what he was talking about, and frantically urged: "Shit! Lao Tzu never steals or robs! Lao Tzu has never been to Winter Island, you tell me directly, don't waste your time!"

"Speaking of which, the Sword Pavilion in Bell Tower City doesn't have much business because of the Martial Arts Pavilion...... Oh! There is a sword hall in the thirteenth district, I heard that it was opened by an old Zenit, hey! It's a pity that the wind review was killed, who made him old like a lump of mud, talking and doing things in a daze......"

Luo was still chattering, but Li Wenjae had already rushed out of the tavern door.

If there is a fair court, Lee Moon-jae swears that he will definitely prosecute this stupid* warrior! This is undisguised age discrimination! Justified discrimination! Didn't your Imperial Sword Saint also live for more than 300 years? Maybe he will be as old as a chrysanthemum.

...

Although the bell tower city is large, the city has done a great job in urban construction, the streets are divided like tofu blocks, and the street signs are erected very intimately. Walking past the signs one by one, winding around for an hour, Lee Moon-jae finally entered the thirteenth block.

The 13th block is deserted compared to the 8th block, with closed doors and windows on the side of the street, and there are no shops or pedestrians in sight.

"Gan! I forgot to ask what kind of style Zenit's swordsmanship is!

When he walked to the door of the Zenit Sword Pavilion, Li Wenzai suddenly remembered this incident, patted his thigh regretfully, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he pushed open the door of the Sword Pavilion and walked in.

"Who the hell is here to learn the sword?"

As soon as he pushed the door open, someone in the sword hall issued an eviction order. Following the prestige, Lee Moon-jae saw the old Zenit people that Luo said.

"Hmm...... Hee-hee. ”

Lee Moon-jae almost laughed out loud, the old Zenit people are really old, the skin on their faces has become loose due to age, and they are piled up layer by layer, and the Shar Pei dog is nothing more than that, there is no more vivid metaphor than mud.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not making fun of you, I just don't think they're right. ”

The old Zenit ignored Lee Moon-jae's explanation and asked again: "What? Is it you? ”

Fortunately, the seventeen-year sword training career has worn off Li Wenzai's temper, and he replied to the old Zenit with a smile: "Yes, I'm here to learn swords, how do I charge for tuition?"

"Why the hell do you come to learn the sword and don't know the rules?, what about learning Nima's sword?" the old Zenit raised his hand, motioned for Li Wenzai to approach, and pointed to the backyard:

"Go to the basement and help me get the sword, and I'll see if you're qualified. ”

Li Wenzai gritted his teeth, spit out the word "good" from between his teeth, and walked towards the basement in a hurry.

...

In many cases, seeing is believing, and what happens when the old Zenit picks up the sword is like a world of change. Although that face was still more ugly than mud, the spirit of the whole person began to radiate as soon as he clenched the hilt of the sword.

The indoor bonsai seems to be ...... The air flow blows? Li Wenzai was shocked, this is not overstepping, is it? Sword qi? Or is it something else? In short, the moment the old Zenit people came into contact with the iron sword, the bonsai was indeed blown by the wind and shook gently.

“...... Goblin learns what sword he has?"

"Wouldn't it be nice to learn mining?"

"Forget it, let's get started!"

The old Zenit muttered to Lee Moon-jae again, and he decided! Hug his thighs! This is his living thighs!

The word "bar" blurted out, and the old Zenit swung a sword with one hand.

呲~ The faint sound of the wind brushed through the animal skin coat, the huge hood was split in two, and Li Wenjae's ugly face was exposed.

Hey, he waved his sword qi casually! I'd rather be a Zenit Sword Master, hey?! Li Wenjae frantically told himself in his heart not to panic! At the same time, he frantically cheered himself up, you can do it! You can do it!

Finally, before the old Zenit arm went up, he closed his eyes and began to listen to everything. Seeing this, the dastardly old Zenit began to make noise, trying to interfere with the judgment of the little goblins in front of them.

"Ahh

"Aha!"

If it weren't for the attraction of Zenit's swordsmanship, Lee Moon-jae would have wanted to choke the old guy's neck and let him spit out the old phlegm that he didn't know had been stored for decades.

I am the sword, and the sword is me. Isn't that right? While closing his eyes and listening, Li Wenjae suddenly remembered the thoughts that often popped up when he was practicing swords.

Sometimes he even suspects that it is not he who is wielding the sword, but the sword that is driving him.

Yes, yes, I am the sword! The sword is me!

Although this is not a fantasy world that relies on perception to improve the realm, it really took effect - the speed of the world began to slow down, and he suddenly caught the transparent sword qi floating in front of him!

Raising the sword with both hands, the hilt of the iron sword will bounce away the sword qi, and the violent impact makes Li Wenzai's hands hurt.

Li Wenzai grinned, revealing fine fangs, Doudou's eyes were confused, and he said proudly: "Actually, I'm not an ordinary goblin. ”

The old Zenit man had no surprise, no other emotions, and said lightly: "It's a little interesting, what do you think of this?"

Damn! Shouldn't it be me talking lightly? Li Wenzai was unhappy, but the old Zenit's "what do you think of this" made his attention tense again, and he tried to enter a state of self-brainwashing.

呲~ is a sword qi......

呲~呲~ are two sword qi ......

呲~呲~呲~ are the three sword qi?

呲~一?

Li Wenjae was dizzy, so the animal skin coat was torn apart and scattered on the ground one by one.

"Hahahahaha The old Zenit laughed wildly, his words full of disdain and contempt, disdain for the goblins, contempt for the goblins' arrogance.

However, Lee Moon-jae still closed his eyes tightly and did not respond to the taunts of the old Zenits.

Because the Black Book has reappeared.

[Essence of Calm: Enter a false bullet time, which increases with the number of times the skill is used]