Some people say that ten years to sharpen a sword, Tianling has not been ten years, not a year,

He, only half a year.

Half a year later, without the ban of the group leader, new and old grudges are added together, Liu Li is bound to come to him, if he doesn't practice the knife well, he will find a piece of land to prepare for himself as soon as possible, and there will be nowhere to bury it when the time comes.

After practicing the knife for more than a week, Tianling's hands have been sharpened into a thick layer of calluses, and he began to be dissatisfied with practicing against the horizontal bar, and he really wanted to find someone to try his hand and live two moves.

Thinking about it, there is no suitable candidate, although Guofu has also practiced a few military styles, but the practice is too shallow, although the record of the two last time was about the same, and Guofu was still injured at the time... But, after all... Man, you know what I mean.

You can't just go to the street and find someone, what if someone is scared and calls the police...

After thinking about it for a long time, let's call Brother Sen with a face, after all, Brother Sen is at the level of a blue skull, he has experienced so many scripts, and his skills are definitely not ordinary, let him take a look at the results of his recent practice.

As soon as his mind moved, he couldn't suppress it, so he immediately called Wang Sen:

"Hey, Brother Sen, are you busy today?"

"It's okay, I'm going to enter the script tomorrow, what's the matter with you?"

Huh? This is the first time I've seen you enter the script, how is it, do you feel sure? ”

"It's hard to say, the higher the level, the longer the interval between the scripts, and the more difficult it is, this time it's a big script of ten people, and the mortality rate is very high."

"Well, then you can prepare, and we'll talk about it when you come back."

"What the hell is going on, it's so appetizing."

After Tianling told Wang Sen that he wanted him to take a look at his sword technique, Wang Sen was also interested and agreed to come and take a look.

After about half an hour, Wang Sen parked the car downstairs in the community, and at a glance saw Tianling, who was covered in sweat and shirtless against the horizontal bar...

Another slanted look at the common people, Tianling stood still after practicing, saw Wang Sen standing next to him, wiped his sweat and asked with a smile:

"How about Brother Sen, it's pretty standard."

Wang Sen saw that there was no one around, so he said:

"Here, perform your tricks on me."

Tianling said, "This is not appropriate...", while throwing the wooden knife aside, and took out his iron knife...

He also wanted to try how big the gap between himself and the Qinglan level master was, Tianling's pace gradually accelerated, and when he was in front of Wang Sen, his left foot stepped forward, and after his body turned to the right side for a short time, it exploded in an instant, and the iron knife slashed towards Wang Sen's waist with the sound of the wind!

"Sweep through a thousand armies!"

Seeing that the iron knife was coming at the waist, Wang Sen put his hands in his pockets, and when the iron knife swept in, his legs were retracted and jumped high, dodging the knife.

Before Tianling could recover his strength, a big foot had already stopped in front of him, only a fraction of a millimeter away from the tip of his nose.

Wang Sen slowly retracted his legs, took two steps back, and said:

"The knife is low, the waist of the person is very flexible, your knife is easy to be dodged, it should be upward, cut to the height of the ribs, come on, and show it."

Tianling exhaled a breath of turbidity, and after adjusting his breathing, he did not rush to attack, but walked around Wang Sen twice, and Wang Sen did not turn his head around and inserted his pocket leisurely, looking careless.

Tian Ling consciously seized the opportunity, and when he went around behind him, he suddenly raised the iron knife high and slashed through his whole body, aiming at Wang Sen's left side of the back!

"Look at the world!"

This knife is so powerful that if it hits, one arm may be cut off!

It's a pity that this is just a fantasy after all, I saw Wang Sen lift his leg and kick back, which happened to kick Tianling's stomach wide open.

This kick finally retracted its strength, but it still kicked Tianling and rolled backwards twice, and the knife almost came out of his hand.

Wang Sen turned his head at this time, looked at Tianling who was rolling on the ground with his stomach covered and sighed:

"Alas, it's a pity."

Tianling rubbed his stomach and sat up from the ground, and asked curiously:

"Brother Sen, do you think that my martial arts talent is rare in a hundred years, and I haven't practiced swords since I was a child, it's a pity?"

Wang Sen pouted and shook his head, turned around and walked to the side of the car, opened the door and said:

"I mean, it's a pity for the knife."

After saying that, he walked away.

Tian Ling stroked the iron knife and lamented sincerely:

"It's not bad, it's a good knife that rusts like this, I think it's a pity."

After this sparring with Wang Sen, although Tianling was unilaterally crushed, he still felt that he had found a lot of problems.

Although his knife is faster than before, it is too slow to retract, and it will not change its moves.

Once you miss a hit, it is easy to be countered, these are not practiced by a person, it seems that it is better to find someone to learn.

Seeing someone passing by, Tianling hurriedly withdrew the iron knife, covered his stomach and ran back.

After going home and taking a shower, he put on a new set of clothes, and he had to go to the club in the afternoon to have a look, after all, most of the new students were going to him and Han Fu, and he always showed up, which was not good for the development of the club.

I still came to the Tiantian Club by bus, and due to the hot weather, even though two high-power air conditioners were added to the room during the renovation, there were still many male students who practiced shirtless in the strength zone.

Tianling felt that this was not good, after all, there were many young girls among the students, and it was not very elegant to be shirtless in public, so he stepped forward to remind him.

Among them, there was a new pock-faced male student, who was not convinced at first, tensed the tendons and flesh of half of his body, looked at Tianling with a provocative face, and did not forget to do a few lame bodybuilding movements.

But after learning that he was the boss here, he immediately changed his attitude, flattering him by saying that he was his loyal fan, and he wanted to take a photo with Tianling.

This little oolong passed like this, and Tianling taught them at the club for an afternoon, left the club before dark, and took the bus home.

I had just arrived home when my mobile phone rang—

"Fried chicken eat! Eat the fresh meat of the soft girl! Eat it singlely! Blockbuster ......"

Tianling took out his mobile phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

The last four digits of the number seem to have been specially processed and do not show up.

After thinking about it, Tianling pressed the connect button.

"Hey, who's that?"

"Tianling? I'm Yingying, someone is going to kill you! ”