Chapter Seventy-Six: Were You Surprised?
Dragging his tired body, he hurriedly went to open the door.
I have some doubts in my heart, what is Blade coming to me for? I'm looking for him.
"Blade? Rare guest! Oscar exaggerated.
Blade shook his head and smiled, "Don't you invite me in to sit?" β
"Of course! Brother Dao is coming, how can I not invite you to come in and sit for a while! Please! Oscar turned sideways and made a gentlemanly gesture of please.
Blade took a step forward, then slowly closed the door......
"Blade, what are you looking at me like that? I'm telling you, don't mess around! Otherwise, I'd have screamed! β
Oscar watched Blade close the door, then looked at him with a seductive smile on his face, his heart beating a little faster.
Damn it! He's a man! Oscar roared in his heart.
Blade was slightly stunned, and then smiled: "Should I say 'Scream, scream, even if you cut your throat today, no one will come to save you'?" β
He took a step forward as he spoke.
Oscar stepped back, and he was cornered, with his hands folded around his chest, his face panicked.
Said: "Blade, you don't want to be like this, the same sex is fruitless." Besides, I like girls! β
This wounded little beast-like, frightened and crumbling appearance is really pitiful.
Blade approached again, and said with a smile: "But people really like you." β
"No, no, Blade, you don't like me, you just covet my beauty, and we don't have an emotional foundation! We can't do this for long! β
Blade shook his head and smiled: "Feelings can be cultivated slowly, Xiao Ao, you have to have confidence in us." He took another step forward.
Oscar was completely blocked by him and retreated, he looked at the blade in front of him, and he was anxious.
The blade's breath could be felt clearly, and even the faint smell of sweat could be felt clearly, and his eyes as vast as stars and calm as water were looking at him......
What charming eyes.
No! Oscar let out a roar in his heart to dispel the terrible thought.
What to do! What to do! Could it be that my Oscar is going to be blown up today......
When he thought of that scene, he felt a chill in his heart, how could an eight-foot man endure such shame!
He was about to cry out for help and wanted to speak, but his small mouth was gagged!!
This delicate and warm touch intoxicated Oscar.
He was pressed against the wall by a blade.
Oscar's strength of the blade naturally knows, where can he resist?
He closed his eyes in despair.
I didn't expect him to suffer such an insult today!
β¦β¦
"Huh? Why hasn't this guy Blade ravaged me yet? Did his conscience find out? β
After feeling that the sealed mouth could breathe again, and the pressure on his body disappeared, Oscar opened his peach blossom eyes with doubt.
I saw Blade looking at him lightly.
"Your conscience has been found?" Oscar said carefully.
Blade reached out and wiped Oscar's clothes under his wary gaze.
"What's wrong?" Oscar said carefully, he was ready to storm the door at any time, and he would do it as soon as the blade moved!
Blade said lightly: "Your saliva is on my hands, it's disgusting." β
Oscar remembered the moment when he was about to call for help when he was gagged by Blade's smooth, delicate, warm hand.
It's an amazing feeling.
He said coquettishly: "Aren't you all to blame? β
After the blade finished wiping his hands, he poked Oscar's head and said, "Just kidding, you don't really expect anything from your delicate tone, right?" β
Oscar's old face flushed, slapped away the blade's hand and said, "Looking forward to a fart!" Lao Tzu likes girls! β
Blade smiled noncommittally and surveyed the room.
"Hey, what the hell are you doing here? Isn't it just here to scare me and inspect it? β
Oscar pursed his lips, completely relieved and at the same time slightly lost.
Blade glanced at Oscar's pig's nest and shook his head as he walked over to the table and sat down.
Of course, Oscar noticed his action and wanted to refute it, but after looking at the bed, he obediently chose to keep his mouth shut.
It's a little messy, well, it's just a little messy.
Blade looked at him and said, "It's time to get down to business." β
Oscar sat on the bed and said lazily: "Say, why did you come to Uncle Ben?" β
Blade smiled and shook his head, "Definitely, what we're going to talk about next is why you came to me for?" β
Oscar was stunned: "I'm looking for you?" β
"Yes. When I returned to the dormitory, I found traces of someone else in front of the door, and based on the type and size of the shoes, the depth of the remaining marks, the distance of the steps, and some special habits when walking, I guessed that it was most likely you. However, the traces on the stone floor are too faint after all, and it is inevitable that mistakes will be made, tell me if it is you, if it is not you, I will go back to take a bath. β
Oscar looked at Blade, the expression on his face was like seeing a ghost, and his mouth was open.
"You're still not human, are you? You can tell it's me?! β
Blade said indifferently: "Don't be surprised, it's just a small skill of carving insects, let's get straight to the point, tell me what you are looking for?" β
Oscar quickly sat up straight, straightened his body, took a deep breath, and looked at the blade seriously.
"Yes, I do have something to ask of you."
Blade leaned back against the seat, cocked Erlang's legs, smiled slightly, and said in a long tone: "I'm really tired this day, and my shoulders are a little soreβ"
Oscar immediately 'realized' and jumped out of bed, took three steps and came behind Blade, gently kneading his shoulder.
"Brother Dao, do you think this strength is appropriate?" Oscar said courteously.
Blade said comfortably: "Push harder, yes, yes, this strength is very good." β
"Right."
"Brother Dao, is it here?"
"A little bit more, well, here it is."
"Brother Dao, do you want to give you a leg beating?"
β¦β¦
Blade looked at Oscar standing in front of him and said, "What the hell is there that you want me to help with?" β
Oscar hesitated a little when it came to the end, and was silent for a long time before he slowly spoke: "I hope to learn swordsmanship from you." β
Blade looked at him.
"Why do you have such thoughts?"
Oscar pursed his lips and then whispered, "I don't want to hide behind my teammates forever." β
Blade smiled and said, "That's a good reason, but your martial soul is destined to be congenitally deficient in this path, and this road will be difficult to walk." β
Oscar said firmly: "I can hold on!" β
Blade said: "It seems that your will is very strong, so let's teach you a trick or two." β
Oscar rejoiced: "You agreed?!" β
Blade smiled and said, "Agreed." β
"The master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship!" Oscar is about to apprentice.
The blade lifted him up.
Oscar looked confused, what are you doing?!
Blade smiled and shook his head: "The last one who wanted to climb up the pole, I didn't pull it."
With that kick, he broke five ribs on the spot, and now my temper is much better, you kid is really lucky. β
Oscar smiled awkwardly, he did have this idea, because in terms of the ability shown by Blade, he definitely didn't lose. After worshipping the teacher, can he still show some housekeeping skills to teach himself?
I didn't expect ......
Blade let go of him and shook his head, "Bring a pen and paper." β
"Good!" Oscar answered, and quickly began to rummage through the cabinets.
The blade is interesting to see, this pen and paper are hidden enough to be hidden, is it not a treasured object?
Oscar took out the pen and paper with all his hard work and put it on the table.
"Brother Dao, please."
He knew that this was probably going to be written down with pen and paper in the magic book in the picture novel.
I'm looking forward to it!
Blade spreads out the paper and puts pen to paper.
Vivid portraits come to life.
The more Oscar looked at it, the deeper his brows wrinkled.
Oscar said suspiciously: "Brother Dao, these are just some very ordinary moves. β
Blade smiled, "Yes, it's just some very ordinary moves. This is the "Basic Sword Technique" that I learned a long time ago.
I know a lot of fancy swordsmanship, but none of them are practical in real life-and-death duels, and this is also the foundation of swordsmanship, and all swordsmanship comes from it.
Whether you combine soul power, sword intent, space, or something else, it's all fundamental. β
"Don't underestimate this simplest sweep, stab, shave, lift, horizontally, pick ......"
"Not to mention what swordsmanship has evolved, if you can eat them thoroughly before level sixty and go through enough battles, then you can be said to have entered the hall in the way of the sword."
Oscar said suspiciously: "Brother Dao, you won't fool me, right?" β
Blade shook his head, "You're so smart, I can fool you?" β
Oscar:......
"I'll give you a piece of advice, don't stop until you practice these basic moves to the so-called sword intent."
Oscar said: "Brother Dao, do you have sword intent?" β
Blade shook his head: "There used to be, but it's slowly gone." β
"Huh?!" Oscar's eyes widened.
Blade smiled, "You don't understand, it's not an area you can touch right now." β
Oscar pouted, if you don't want to say it, don't say it, and look like it's all for your good.
"I'm going to show you this again, and if you look at it carefully, my time is precious, and if you miss it, you won't have a second time."
Oscar nodded solemnly.
It's a little smaller, but it's enough.
The nameless sword, which was about to be discarded, was held in his hand, and the blade began to demonstrate.
How so? Judging from Oscar's professional eyes, I just think it's ordinary.
There is nothing outstanding about mentioning and stabbing, if it weren't for the extraordinary appearance and temperament of the blade, this set would make people look drowsy.
A set of swordsmanship is complete.
"Were you amazed?"
"Not at all." Oscar said mercilessly.
Blade shook his head: "Look, this is the difference between you and me in swordsmanship. β
Oscar opened his mouth.
Blade placed the sword on the table, then placed a necklace next to it.
"Brother Dao......" Oscar was a little overwhelmed.
Blade waved his hand and said, "It's not for you, when you are developed in the future, you can return it to me with interest." β
After patting Oscar on the shoulder, he didn't care whether Oscar said yes or not, and went straight to the door and left.
"By the way, if you have any doubts about sword practice, don't bother me, just keep practicing."
Oscar couldn't cry or laugh when he heard this, but he was moved when he looked at the sword and necklace on the table.
This sword was one of his swords.
This chain is a precious soul guide.
The grace of teaching art, coupled with this generosity, owes a lot of this kindness.
Blade sighed after going out, to be honest, he wasn't very optimistic about Oscar's sword practice.
After all, he was missing some talent.
Ning Rongrong is more suitable, the increase attached to her martial soul is also relatively powerful.
Unfortunately, she doesn't have that thirst for power.
And Oscar's thinking has long been limited by the concept of this world.
Even if he desperately hopes to gain power by learning swordsmanship, deep down he still subconsciously thinks that this is just a last resort.
Fortunately in the early days, in the future, this will be an insurmountable barrier.
But he won't dissuade him from that.
Everyone has the right to choose to hold a sword in order to control their destiny.
This is his cognition.
Well.
If you don't like a sword, it's okay to use a knife, and if you can't get a mallet, it's not bad.