Ye Qingfeng: "See it clearly, do you need to demonstrate it for the teacher?"

Lin Yi: "No need, the disciple has already written it down, go back to enlightenment first, and then come back tomorrow to demonstrate"

Ye Qingfeng: "Well, it's okay"

Lin Yi: "That disciple retired first"

Back at his residence, Lin Yi kept demonstrating Ye Qingfeng's actions just now in his mind. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lin Yi found that after becoming a martial artist, his memory was constantly strengthened, and it was a trivial matter to remember it, even if he had forgotten the memories before, he could remember it, if he had such memories before, then he would not be tired of studying.

Ye Qingfeng had a sword in his hand just now, and the momentum of the whole person underwent earth-shaking changes, which was the same as the momentum when he held the three generations of ghosts in his hand. It is the momentum of people who have a deep understanding of swordsmanship, as if people and swords are one.

Lin Yi took out the three generations of ghosts from his backpack, holding the three generations of ghosts in his hands, and Lin Yi also exuded a powerful momentum.

The knife is the overlord of soldiers, and every sword cultivator is a short-tempered person, like Lin Yi's other master, Ye Qingming, who looks like a thief, Lin Yi doesn't want to say anything more.

"Why is this apprentice not simple?"

"Yes, you look at his posture with a knife, you see his momentum, he is not below me at all, my master may not be as good as him in terms of knife skills"

"As long as he doesn't have any disagreement with my Sword Pavilion"

Lin Yi exposed another hole card, Ye Qingfeng, Ye Qingming has been secretly paying attention to Lin Yi, and Lin Yi still knows nothing about his exposure...

Lin Yi held three generations of ghosts in his hand, exuding a powerful momentum, he imagined himself as Ye Qingfeng, the knife in his hand seemed to have turned into a sword at this moment, and Lin Yi exuded a strong sword intent.

"It's amazing, this kid has reached the realm of selflessness?"

"Oh my God, you have such an artistic conception at such a young age!"

"Although the disciple has a sword in his hand, he has a sword in his heart."

"Yes, there is a sword in my heart"

"Nine Tribulation Sword Technique" Lin Yi suddenly took a step forward and raised the three generations of ghosts in his hand, the three generations of ghosts exuded domineering sword intent, but Lin Yi exuded sword intent, which was extremely weird.

"Poof" had just demonstrated a few tricks before Lin Yi spat out a mouthful of blood...

How do "slot" laborers use knives as swords? What the heck?

Lin Yi didn't know what he was doing just now, and thought that he had gone crazy in his cultivation, "I need a sword"

"This kid is also a talent."

"Yes, it's very worrying to have such an apprentice."

"Build a good sword for you"

The next day, Lin Yi came to Ye Qingfeng's residence "Master Zao"

Ye Qingfeng: "Presumably the apprentice is here to seek a sword."

Lin Yi: "The master is really a god, and the disciple is here to look for soldiers."

Ye Qingfeng: "Spirit Soldier Pavilion Walk"

Spirit Soldier Pavilion...

"Elder Ye, dare to ask if you are accompanying your disciples to select spirit soldiers" Lin Yi heard a hint of respect from his words.

According to the plot in the novel, the refiner is also a noble existence, and he is actually respectful to his master, it seems that his master is not simple.

Ye Qingfeng: "Apprentice, do you want to choose this spirit soldier, or do you want him to build one according to what you want?" ”

Lin Yi: "I'll just pick a handful"

It seems that his master is indeed not simple, and he actually wants this refiner to build one, and the refiner is not only not a little displeased when he hears it, but his expression is still respectful...

"That's it" This is a very simple sword, the entire sword body is white, white as a whole, without flaws.

Returning to his residence, Lin Yi's mind was full of the scene of Ye Qingfeng holding a sword and slashing the world, people who love fantasy, their imagination is richer than others, and what they have seen once can also be turned into other things through their own imagination.

Ye Qingfeng's movements were replayed in Lin Yi's mind like a movie, the momentum, the swordsmanship, the sword moves, the footwork, Lin Yi's momentum was also slowly growing...

Slowly, Lin Yi opened his eyes, and the image of Ye Qingfeng during the demonstration appeared in his eyes, as if Ye Qingfeng was in front of him now, and it was weird.

"Nine Tribulation Sword Technique" Lin Yi burst out of a stronger aura, and the sword in his hand continued to swing, bringing the Nine Tribulation Sword Technique into full play...

"Yes, this kid is very talented"

"People who can comprehend the intent of the sword will naturally not be too bad in swordsmanship, and they will learn faster"

"Huh" After playing a set of swordsmanship, Lin Yi was also tired, sat down and rested, when did he have time to make money, otherwise there would be no exchange points.

Lin Yi stretched his waist, it was time to go out for a walk, it was boring to practice swords, Lin Yi walked towards the arena...

"Quick, defend, defend"

"Chase after victory"

"Hahaha, he's going to lose"

In the arena, there are two people competing, both of them are in the late bronze stage, and their competition Lin Yi is completely unsightly, his strength is too weak, and his movements are too slow.

The arena is not only a place for martial arts competitions, but also a place to settle personal grievances, after all, conflicts between warriors are frequent, and it is very necessary to set up an arena.

The sect is silent to the competition of these disciples, after all, there is pressure to progress, and the rule of the arena is to win if one side gets out of the ring or makes the other party admit defeat.

The sect is not angry and competent, the point is up, after all, they are all disciples of the same sect, they don't see each other when they look down, they leave a line for being a person, and they will see each other in the future.

There is also an administrator in the arena, who is responsible for opening the arena, after all, the formations in the arena need to be maintained, and the cost of maintenance also needs to be paid by the losing side.

In addition to individual bets, there are other people who bet, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, it is not wrong at all, the arena is the most lively place in the Sword Pavilion, there are people gambling here every day, and no one is competing every day.

"Eat me," the honest warrior shouted, slashing at his opponent.

"I dodge" the opponent turned around and rolled more attacks, and the backhand was a sword stab.

"Ding" the honest warrior blocked the attack with a knife.

"Do you think that's all there is to it?" The opponent punched him, and pointed at the honest warrior with his right hand, "You lost"

The honest warrior is also a person who can afford to lose, "I lost" His expression did not have any frustration, but more happiness, as if he was the one who won.

"Hehe, it's not the same as a master's move, I'll lose within fifty moves"...

"Look, it's that day, it's genius"

I don't know who shouted, and suddenly most of the eyes looked at Lin Yi, Lin Yi was a little shy, "What do you see, I haven't seen a handsome guy" Of course, just think about it.

"Since you are a genius, can you ask for a question or two?"

Everyone has long been unhappy with Lin Yi, Lin Yi's genius title is too loud, and everyone is paying attention to him, especially the sister.

This made those male compatriots too unhappy, they needed a chance to prove themselves, and defeating Lin Yi was the best proof...

"Hehe, what's the protagonist, of course the girl revolves around me"

Lin Yi: "I can't talk about teaching, but I can have a discussion"