Chapter 42: White as nothing
After drinking Yun Jia, Ji Ling hurriedly smiled at Wei Huang and said, "Didn't you just beat Wu Ming?" Nothing surprising, it's usual! ”
"It's very usual......" Hearing Ji Ling's words, Lin Yiyi blushed for him, and the person who was beaten yesterday was not you!
Of course, the people of the fifth class of Qi refining know the truth, but the others don't know! The rest of the four classes all looked at Ji Ling and looked at him with curiosity.
Some of the auditors from the other academies gathered outside also whispered, guessing the details of Ji Ling's origins.
Wei Huang stared at Ji Ling for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled: "There's nothing to be surprised about!"
With that, she walked lightly to the front of each class, leaving Ji Ling alone and stunned.
I don't know if I've seen too much of the hundred pulpits and all kinds of jokes, in Ji Ling's ears, Wei Huang's kendo theory is not very brilliant, there are no witty words, quoting scriptures, just some simple truths, he listened drowsily, but the others sat up straight and listened attentively, especially Lin Yiyi in the front row, nodded unconsciously while listening, like a good student.
Of course, in addition to Ji Ling, there is another person who does not listen carefully.
Although Xue Qinghe looked at Wei Huang, there was no focus in his eyes, and his mind was estimated to have flown out of the clouds.
"Why don't you listen to the lecture properly?"
Ji Ling asked in Xue Qinghe's ear coldly, so frightened that she trembled, and her cold hair stood up.
She glared at Ji Ling with some annoyance, and then hurriedly sat upright, retracted her scattered thoughts, and began to listen to the lecture seriously.
Seeing Xue Qinghe's appearance, Ji Ling was very disdainful in his heart, don't pretend to be serious, scumbag, it's very tired!
"Hey, how old are you! I see you like seventeen or eighteen. ”
Xue Qinghe didn't move, and didn't pay attention to Ji Ling at all, Ji Ling asked persistently: "Why don't you refine and refine qi when you are so old, is it because you are not talented enough?" I can help you! ”
"Do you also think Wei Huang's class is boring and you don't want to listen to it?"
"You say my class is boring? Don't want to hear it? This classmate, I think you have a lot of opinions, why don't you stand up and talk about it! ”
A yellow shadow suddenly enveloped Ji Ling, Xue Qinghe lowered his head with a smile, and as soon as Ji Ling looked up, he found that Wei Huang didn't know when he had come behind him, and was looking at him with a smile.
Ji Ling hurriedly shook his hand and said, "No, no!" I didn't say that! The words you speak are exquisite, exquisite, and I listen to it drowsy and drunk! ”
"Oh? So stand up and tell you what I just said. ”
Ji Ling didn't stand up, tilted his head and squeezed his eyebrows at Xue Qinghe, asking her to give herself some hints, but Xue Qinghe didn't listen to anything, so he could only lower his head.
Ji Ling stood up depressedly, just when she saw Lin Yiyi turn her head and make a lip shape to him, Wei Huang glanced at her lightly, and she was so frightened that she quickly turned her head.
"You were talking about sword intent?" Ji Ling replied with some apprehension.
"Then tell me, what is sword intent?"
As soon as he heard Wei Huang ask, Ji Ling knew that he had guessed correctly! The first question is to answer the proposition correctly, and the second question is much simpler, just talk nonsense.
"Sword intent, as the name suggests, is the artistic conception of the sword, the realm of the swordsman.
Meaning is the unity of form, spirit, and reason, and the harmony of the virtual and the real, which is not only born from accidents, but also contained in the image. It's a very high level. Sword intent is the swordsman's comprehension of the sword to reach an unprecedented realm, and this realm is called sword intent.
The sword intent is an extension of the origin, this origin only belongs to the sword, there is the nobility of the sword, the arrogance of the sword, the sharpness of the sword, and the heart of the sword, which is the origin of the sword.
For the swordsman, when he really understands what the sword is, and can give full play to the original characteristics of the sword, there are no tricks to win, everything comes from the heart, merges with the sword, and exerts his understanding of the sword, the sword will live.
It is sword intent. ”
Ji Ling Ji Ling casually said the answer of an anonymous user on Baidu Encyclopedia, the predecessors planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade, and there was no trace of guilt in his heart.
Ji Ling's words were well-founded and insightful, Wei Huang's eyes were full of brilliance when he heard it, and even Xue Qinghe looked at Ji Ling in shock, as if he didn't believe that Ji Ling could have such an IQ.
"Your idea is very fresh, the origin of the sword, the heart of the swordsman, interesting!"
The people around were in an uproar, Wei Huang was a famous kendo master in Shushan, and it was really not easy for Ji Ling to make her say words of praise.
"I don't know what you understand by sword intent?" Ji Ling asked Wei Huang with a grin.
"The sword intent I understand ......"
Wei Huang looked at Ji Ling with a smile, and Ji Ling interpreted a dangerous aura from her good-looking phoenix eyes.
Sure enough, a shocking killing intent suddenly appeared on Wei Huang's body, and the edge of the killing intent was directed at Ji Ling, at that moment, Ji Ling really felt that he was shrouded in death in all directions, and the hidden Zhuxian sword intent in his body almost came out by itself.
Fortunately, Wei Huang withdrew his sword intent like lightning, which made Ji Ling breathe a sigh of relief, but his back was completely wet with cold sweat.
"My sword intent is very simple, just one word, kill!" Wei Huang winked at Ji Ling and walked forward.
"The sword intent that Ji Ziling said is too ethereal, you are still young, just listen to it. The sword intent I want to teach you is my sword intent, one word, kill! The real sword is the murder weapon, the people who use the sword, all pursue the ultimate power, pay attention to the sword to kill, you can not learn this kind of sword intent, but you must not understand, if you encounter it in the future, you can also have an early warning, there is a precaution......"
Ji Ling quickly sat down with palpitations and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
It was really terrifying just now, when Wei Huang exuded killing intent, in Ji Ling's eyes, he no longer looked like a peerless beauty, but a terrifying Shura, which was intimidating.
"The Lingwu Realm boss can't afford to mess with it!" Ji Ling restrained his thoughts, and didn't dare to desert, so he quickly sat down and listened to the lecture honestly.
"The fairy is wrong! The essence of kendo is not to kill, but to stop killing! Kendo is open-minded and upright, and it emphasizes uprightness and subduing people, how can it be casually beaten and killed? ”
A confident voice sounded on the periphery, and immediately after, a group of people in green clothes walked out with a young man in their arms.
"Fairy, I told you before, I will definitely regret if you don't choose!" The young man had a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes were full of fierceness when he looked at Wei Huang.
"Who is this man?" There was a lot of talking.
"This person seems to be from Qingshan Academy, I heard that there was a madman from the Qi Master Realm in Qingshan Academy last night, looking for the masters on the Qingshan list to fight alone, and many great spirit masters were defeated by him!"
"Impossible, right? So powerful? What's his name? ”
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