Early the next morning, when the sun had just risen over the horizon, Tian Ling had already driven his BMW to the cliff where he had practiced the inner arc knife technique before.

Stepping out of the car, looking at the side of the road in front of me, in a clearing on the cliff, there are also many gravels of different shapes, and the arc-shaped gravel at these incisions has witnessed Tianling's sweat and ascension.

Today, he came here again, also so that his sword skills could go further!

In the pieces of rubble, there is a steel round pile more than two meters high, this round pile is narrow and wide at the bottom, solid, and the bottom is also installed with pulleys, which looks quite solid, and on the round pile, there is also a line of small characters carved with a knife -

[Remember the mantra and use a wooden knife to leave a two-centimeter-deep trace of strength on the pile, then this style will be practiced.] 】

"With a wooden knife, on a steel pile? Also two centimeters? ”

Tianling couldn't help but frantically complain about Wei Zichuan's inhuman request in his heart, he took out the wooden knife from the trunk, walked around the steel round stake several times, stopped from time to time, touched his chin and looked up in contemplation, and said to himself:

"The waist is strong and the shoulders are carried out, the shoulders are connected to the arms, the knife is pushed with the air, and the knife is brought with the qi...... What's the energy...... Fart? ”

As the sun rises, an ugly-looking young man stands on the edge of a cliff, contemplating a strangely shaped round stake.

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At the same time, in a mansion in District 3, Liu Suifeng, who was wearing a sky blue sportssuit, had been training for more than an hour, and the sweatshirt on his body had also been soaked with sweat.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged in his dojo, holding a confidential letter that had just been delivered.

[According to reliable sources, the assassination operation of the Japanese state will be carried out in 12 days, that is, on the evening of December 23, and it is necessary to completely annihilate the assassins, so as to counter the Japanese state and weaken the enemy's luck. 】

Liu Suifeng finished reading the letter, crossed the words "whether it is needed" with his fingernails, and then put the envelope back.

A pitch-black bird flew in through the crack in the window above the dojo and landed on Liu Suifeng's shoulder.

Liu Suifeng placed the letter in Asuka's mouth, and the letter suddenly turned into a black mist and dissipated, but on Asuka's body, a snow-white feather of the same color as the envelope grew.

With a burst of wings, the bird disappeared into the dojo again.

"Ha-ah, I said that you're getting up earlier and earlier."

Liu Guoguo, who was dressed in bear pajamas, walked in with a yawn.

She hadn't even raised her pants when she woke up, the hem of her pants was long and stretched on the ground, the cuff of her blouse was not fully tied, and her small breasts were not yet at the age of development, but they were beginning to see scale.

"You don't have to get up so early."

Liu stood up from the ground with the wind, ready to practice swordsmanship a few more times.

Liu Guoguo sat on the bench with her buttocks, she often lay here, which had almost become a base for her, and the girl, who had just turned twelve, said in an extremely old tone:

"Alas, I can't sleep well anymore, you say that I am now, what I want to eat, what I want to wear, what I wear, I live in a hundred flat bedrooms, and there is a special car to pick me up when I go out, what is the meaning of life?"

Wrapped in loose pajamas, Liu Guoguo became more and more energetic the more he spoke, and continued:

"And do you know, last time I said I wanted to invite the classmates to dinner, your mother actually chartered a restaurant for us, do you know what those classmates think of me, as if I am a rich second generation, but I know that I am nothing!"

Liu listened quietly with the wind, he threw out a sword flower, seemed to be not very satisfied, practiced again, and then said:

"This is your home, these ...... These are your sisters' ...... for you."

"Don't mention my sister to me!"

Liu Guoguo jumped up from the bench, turned around and left with a cold face, and slammed the door of the dojo shut!

"Idiot!"

The girl puffed out her pink cheeks and muttered angrily.

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As the sun set, Tianling sat on the steel roller stake, his hands grinding out a layer of blisters again, but not very large.

Because these hands have been worn out many times before, they have begun to develop calluses, and the arms are spasming and twitching slightly, which is a sign of overexertion.

The trail was winding and rugged, and he needed to slow down for a while until his arms were ready to drive home.

At his feet was a wooden sword broken into three sections, and the fractures of each section were smoothed out, as if it were a waste sword.

And on the steel column against which he leaned, nothing was left except a few tiny scratches.

"Damn, is this special mother a human being, what the hell is energy!"

Tianling looked up to the sky weakly and roared.