In the sword class, all students stand in two rows on both sides of the classroom.

Mao Pei was wearing a black practice shirt and sat at the top of the classroom, his face was neither happy nor angry, but it gave people a great pressure.

His eyes were clear, he swept to the left hand row, and landed in the position of the first person on the left: "You come first, practice 14 swordsmanship, I'll see how well you master?"

The boy had some fear in his eyes, and with a wooden sword in his hand, he walked to the middle of the classroom and faced the teacher.

"Let's get started. Mao Pei said lightly.

The boy took a breath, and the wooden sword was lifted upwards, from top to bottom, and the 'split' move was used.

Then, when he was about to raise his sword and slash outward, Mao Pei waved his hand: "It's okay, the swordsmanship has not yet been introduced, go down and practice more." ”

The boy said yes, his face flushed, and he hurriedly retreated.

The second person in the left row immediately stepped forward and practiced sword moves.

This time, he practiced 3 moves, but was stopped by Mao Pei: "I haven't started yet, practice more." ”

......

Boys and girls go up in turn to practice sword moves.

Most of them, the 3rd move, the 4th move, were stopped.

There are only a few people who can practice the 7th and 8th moves.

Slowly, it was Xue Lei.

Xue Lei is tall, handsome, and talented, although he is a person from the Spirit Fighting Academy, many girls always pay attention to him, and their hearts are secretly moved.

"I don't know how many moves Xue Lei can practice?"

"They all say that he is a genius, I don't believe it, he takes courses in 5 academies at the same time, can he have the energy to practice swords?"

Several of the boys muttered to him, disdainful of him.

It was Xue Lei's turn.

His face was flat, and he walked to the middle of the classroom, looking at Professor Mao Pei.

Mao Pei was impressed by him and nodded slightly: "Let's start." ”

Xue Lei lifted his sword, and then began to practice his sword moves.

14 moves, he did not follow the split, chop, intercept, teasing, collapse, stab, point, support, wipe, sweep, hang, push, transform, lift

These 14 sequences.

It's a change.

The action is fluid and unhindered.

It doesn't look like a single sword move, but like a complete set of swordsmanship.

After practicing 14 moves, Mao Pei nodded lightly, his eyes were full of appreciation: "Very good, get started, practice for a few more days, you will be proficient, and in the later time, you can learn swordsmanship, if you don't understand, ask me directly." ”

"Thank you, teacher. Xue Lei held his sword in both hands and bowed.

Mao Pei smiled, more and more fond.

Many girls cast happy eyes at Xue Lei, as if they were happy for him.

The boys are all angry, a student from the outer courtyard is in the limelight in their sword class, it is tolerable, which is unbearable, uncle is unbearable, aunt is unbearable!

The drill continues.

A girl went up and secretly glanced at Xue Lei, who had just gone down, with a red face.

She had no intention of rehearsing, and after using the 'split' move, she was stopped, and before going down, she secretly looked at Xue Lei.

"Grass, don't we have a few in our sword class?"

"I can't even compare to the outer courtyard, I'm so angry!"

Several of the boys were angry and whispered.

There were many boys who went up to drill and were aroused and vowed to go up and behave well.

However, the result was that he was stopped after practicing 3 moves and 4 moves.

"If this continues, our sword squad will be wiped out. ”

"I feel that Teacher Mao Pei is too partial, I don't think Xue Lei is practicing very well, why is he almost proficient, but I don't even get started. ”

"I don't understand it either, it's clear that my moves are no different from his. ”

The boy whispered, unconvinced.

"Qi Donglai, I see that everyone practices swords, they are all about the same, Xue Lei is not very smart, why is he the only one who has started, and we have not started?"

In the right hand row, in the middle position, Shen Zhongyi was unconvinced.

Next to him, Qi Donglai whispered: "Xue Lei has indeed started, his sword moves look no different from ours, but he has done every detail in place."

It's like swallowing melon seeds, the same melon seeds, the same action, some people eat incomplete melon seeds, and some people are complete. ”

Shen Zhongyi was stunned, and after thinking about it carefully, it made sense, but Qi Donglai could see that Xue Lei had done the details in place, so did he get started with swordsmanship?

Soon, all the people in the left row finished practicing, and only one boy practiced the 13th move, almost getting started.

It's the turn of the right row.

It's similar to the situation on the left, and everyone hasn't gotten started.

Xue Lei looked at the overall situation of the sword class and shook his head slightly.

'The sword class is incompetent. ’

These were the words in his heart, and finally his eyes fell on the face of Qi Donglai opposite, with some expectations.

"Don't let me down. The corners of Xue Lei's mouth raised.

The next one is Shen Zhongyi.

He walked to the middle of the classroom, his face was furnished, and he was a little nervous.

"Teacher, I learned a set of Tai Chi swordsmanship this month, can I dance this set of swordsmanship?" asked Shen Zhongyi in a low voice.

Mao Pei frowned lightly, and lightly spit out a word: "Yes." ”

Shen Zhongyi's face was slightly pale, he lifted the wooden sword and began to dance swordsmanship.

There are 14 moves in swordsmanship, and each of them he dances smoothly and well, as if a kendo master is dancing a sword.

The surrounding classmates showed appreciation on their faces.

I can feel that Shen Zhongyi has really put a lot of effort into it.

He's so good at sword dancing, he should get started.

Only Mao Pei's face became more and more gloomy, and finally he was furious.

"Alright. ”

Mao Pei suddenly got up and shouted loudly.

Shen Zhongyi stopped abruptly, looking confused.

"Bullshit!

I'll go back and let you practice the 14 styles of the sword, you go to practice the sword for me, and before you learn to walk, you will learn to run first, the essentials of the 14 moves, and I haven't learned 1 move.

If you can't go down yet, go back and practice hard for me!"

Mao Pei saw that none of the sword class had become successful so far, and he was anxious and angry, and lost his temper.

Shen Zhongyi blushed and retreated.

In the classroom, the atmosphere was even heavier.

In the entire sword class, there was no entry, and everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at Teacher Mao Pei.

Only Xue Lei glanced at Shen Zhongyi, shook his head and chuckled: "The sword class is incompetent!"

"Next. ”

Mao Pei said loudly.

Qi Donglai carried a wooden sword and walked to the center of the classroom.

All the classmates looked at him, although everyone didn't have hope for him, but they always hoped that the next one would be able to get started with swordsmanship, so everyone who went up was highly expected.

"Teacher, I only practiced 1 of my 14 moves. ”

Qi Donglai held the wooden sword in his hand and arched his hand to Mao Pei.

Professor Mao Pei frowned, it's been a month, and you've only practiced 1 move, how lazy are you.

'Hey, another untalented. ’

With a wave of his big hand, Mao Pei looked irritable: "Practice." ”

Qi Dong came to raise his sword, ready to use the action of 'slashing'.

Around, the classmates shook their heads in disappointment, others have practiced 13 tricks, but they haven't started, you only have 1 move, are you funny?

Xue Lei also shook his head slightly, thinking that Qi Donglai was a good opponent, but it turned out to be a mediocre talent.

Qi Donglai ignored the gazes of the classmates around him, he raised his wooden sword upward, and slashed his straight arm in front of his body from top to bottom.

The blade of the force is clean and clean.

When someone else splits a sword, the wooden sword will rub violently against the air, making a 'whirring' wind sound.

But he slashed his sword, but there was almost no sound.

"Huh?"

Mao Pei's eyes lit up, and he thought he was wrong, and he couldn't believe it: "You can show me again." ”

Qi Donglai raised the wooden sword, strengthened it, and split it from top to bottom and left in the middle of the sword body.

"Go on. ”

Mao Pei said.

Qi Donglai repeated the action just now and slashed to the right.

Finally, there is a backward split.

The four moves of splitting the sword, the left split, the right split, the front split, and the back split, have all been rehearsed.

After the drill, Mao Pei's eyes shone brightly, and he got up and slapped his hands with both hands: "Not bad!

Bang bang bang.

The applause continued, and everyone was confused.

Mao Pei admired his face, came to Qi Donglai, and said with a smile: "Your wrists, tiger mouths, arms, and power methods are all correct and impeccable, and when you reach the realm of perfection, it really opens my eyes!"

"Perfection?"

Everyone was shocked.

Swordsmanship, introductory, proficient, proficient, complete.

The vast majority of them didn't even get started, but Qi Donglai actually reached perfection, which is incredible!

"You're nice, what's your name?"

Mao Pei asked with a smile.

"Qi Donglai. ”

Qi Donglai is neither humble nor arrogant, nor proud.

His boxing method has already reached perfection, and it is not difficult to achieve perfection by touching the class, plus it is almost a month, and it is not difficult to achieve perfection by practicing this move.

"Well, come on, after you go back, you can practice other sword moves, you can also practice swordsmanship, if you don't understand anything, feel free to ask me. ”

Qi Donglai said yes, turned around and returned to his position.

The surrounding classmates, looking at each other with a pair of eyes, were more happy than jealous, their sword class, and finally came out with a talent, who suppressed Xue Lei in the outer courtyard.

Xue Lei glanced at Qi Donglai, his brows furrowed tightly, and he was conflicted in his heart.

He didn't face Qi Donglai squarely, but unconsciously, he regarded him as an opponent and hoped that he could be stronger.

However, Qi Donglai was suddenly so powerful that he couldn't reach him, and he couldn't accept it.

"Anyway, the first in the Arms Courtyard is mine.

If I can also complete it with only one move, it doesn't mean that you are better than me. ”

Xue Lei said secretly in his heart, but his face no longer had the same calmness as before.

After class, everyone leaves the classroom.

Xue Lei's side was followed by a long-haired boy, who was in class just now, and he was also in the classroom, so he didn't go up to practice swords, and he was very low-key.

"Brother Lei, Qi Donglai's boxing skills have reached perfection, and he has all the skills, so he is also very fast in practicing swords, and it is easy to master the essentials.

Besides, you have to attend classes in 5 houses every day, and the time to practice sword moves is only 1 hour, if you have so much time for him, he will definitely not be as good as you. ”

The long-haired boy said.

Xue Lei nodded: "I want to take the first place in the 5th Academy, and I won't change it." ”

"Why are you so persistent?" the long-haired boy didn't understand.

"I'm going to prove it to others!"

There was a strong desire in Xue Lei's eyes: "That person used to be a student of Jiangcheng Dianling Academy, during his freshmanship, he won the first place in 7 academies, and the sophomore came out of the dust, leading Jiangcheng Dianling Academy to win the championship of the National Fighting Spirit Association."

In his junior year, he entered the Holy House and went to the True Soul Temple.

I only won the first place in the 5th house, which is my bottom line. ”

The long-haired boy nodded suddenly: "Brother Lei, I will support you." ”