Even the images can show some clues about the changes in people's spirit.

At the moment before Lu Qiming opened his eyes, Zhuo Zhiqiu felt something, and raised his hand to point - the light curtain where Lu Qiming was located instantly zoomed in and moved forward, directly covering most of the other small light curtains.

Li Cangbo was originally staring intently at a certain place below, but who knew that the person he was looking at was completely blocked at once, and he was about to have a seizure when he saw Lu Qiming raise his arm and raise the knife; Li Cangbo's eyes froze, and he stopped talking.

Seeing Dean Zhuo's actions like this, the others in the Imperial Guard Hall also quieted down, but when they looked at the tip of Lu Qiming's blade, they felt that its trajectory was very sloppy, like a child's nonsense and disorganized, not like a whole.

They only looked at it for a moment, and they couldn't help but feel irritable - this kind of knife technique was patched together, and the breath was probably not flowing smoothly, but people could see from the light curtain that Lu Qiming's demeanor was leisurely and peaceful, which made them even more puzzled.

The contrast is so depressing that even a female voice said coldly, "What the hell is he doing?

Li Cangbo on the beam of the room still looked at Lu Qiming's knife intently, and smiled when he heard this: "Ning Nuxia, you are out of sight this time." "The female teacher who spoke just now is called Ning Xin, and she is one of the few people he has a good relationship with in the martial arts academy.

Ning Xin frowned and shifted his gaze from the tip of the knife to Li Cangbo. She was about to refute, but suddenly realized something, stunned and startled, and her face showed a look of disbelief.

Ning Xin had also heard of Lu Qiming, and he already knew that he was different from ordinary young people, and Dean Zhuo solemnly enlarged the light curtain to take a closer look, so he didn't have to think about it to know that he had discovered the subtleties. In this case, Ning Xin shouldn't have recklessly recklessly refuted, but she really did it without thinking!

Thinking of this, Ning Xin didn't dare to be careless. As soon as her thoughts moved, Xiao Zhou Tian's peak momentum instantly surrounded her body, and then she continued to look at the knife.

The inside of the palace is quieter.

The teachers here are by no means mediocre, but they are not vigilant in this situation. Now that I look at it carefully, I quickly discerned the deep meaning of the knife.

Lu Qiming's style of knife trick has truly achieved the goal of cutting the chaotic qi from the height of artistic conception! Based on this alone, I don't know how many people have their hearts and minds but can't ask for it.

What does this mean?

-- Universal.

No matter who the other party is, no matter how many people there are on the other side, no matter how the opponent responds -- all of them can be cut -- and even when Lu Qiming doesn't even use his internal strength, the people behind the light curtain will be drawn by his sword technique! If Xie Yundu is here, it can be seen that Lu Qiming has taken a wisp of charm from the second form of the six songs of Momoyama here.

However, at this point, it is not all;

While disrupting the opponent, Lu Qiming's own qi became more and more mellow and bright, just like he splashed ink on a landscape.

A little eye, a knife and a freehand.

Until Lu Qiming put the knife into the sheath in the light curtain and went to the table again to pick up the new volume of "Qinglu Pen Talk", the people in the palace still did not come back to their senses for a long time.

Zhuo Zhiqiu's eyes were undisguised admiration, but when he looked around at the expressions of the people in the hall, his face sank suddenly, and he said: "You should immediately recall the "Juran Landscape Chapter" in the calligraphy and painting scroll now, and then think about his sword technique just now. ”

Li Cangbo shook his head and smiled: "It's you who are asking too much." He squinted at the light curtain - Lu Qiming sat on a cypress chair and turned a page of a book, calm and natural, as if he was in his own study.

Li Cangbo breathed a sigh of relief silently, and continued with a slight emotion: "This style is already the consummation martial technique of Xiao Zhoutian's peak realm, and it is difficult for you to ask them to see it clearly at a glance." ”

"Consummation Martial Technique?!" exclaimed in the Imperial Guard Palace.

Perfection means extreme perfection, and there is still room for improvement in the future. Not to mention Lu Qiming, even a cultivator of the Great Zhou Heaven would not dare to boast that he would definitely be able to create a consummation martial technique of such a realm—not to mention that Lu Qiming took such a short time?

Besides, the style just now is really amazing, but if you call it a "perfect martial arts", it seems that it can't be talked about, right?

Seeing that most people were still puzzled, Zhuo Zhiqiu's face became darker, and he spoke with a cold air that hated iron but not steel: "You have all read "Pen Talk", and there is a sentence in it, 'Myopia is useless, and the mountains and rivers are majestic and visible from a distance', corresponding to Lu Qiming's knife trick just now, don't you understand?"

"When you look at the tip of his sword, you just think it's messy and scribbled - it's already confusing. But that's only half the story. ”

"What if you look at the whole from a distance?" said Zhuo Zhiqiu, with a flick of his sleeves, the image on the light curtain suddenly reversed, returning to the moment when Lu Qiming had just taken out the knife.

People stared with bated breath.

Zhuo Zhiqiu saw that their faces gradually showed surprise, and continued slowly: "You have all seen it now, and it is the same as the description of the painting - from a distance, you can see the majestic atmosphere, and the landscape has evolved with a knife technique! This is the real gathering momentum of Lu Qiming's trick!"

Inside the Imperial Guard, it was so quiet that only the sound of people's breathing remained.

It is precisely because they know the meaning of the "consummation technique" that it is even more difficult for people to believe that this sword technique came from a seventeen-year-old boy, but the truth is that they cannot believe it -- each martial technique has a natural and special temperament when it is used from its creator, and others are often far from each other and cannot be falsified.

I don't know how long it took, but finally a low voice sounded: "Excuse me...... How should this junior brother's grades be calculated?" The one who opened his mouth to ask was a young man in a light cyan student uniform, and he happened to be in charge of Lu Qiming's score records, so he really had to ask.

And this simple question really stopped the teachers of the Imperial Guard Department!

The rules of these two tests are clearly to summarize the martial arts tips mentioned in the book; but Lu Qiming's sword is clearly ignoring the topic of the martial arts academy and creating a new style of his own! As for the role of "Qinglu Pen Talk", it is really not even inspired.

In this case, if it is calculated strictly according to the rules, then Lu Qiming will not be divided. However, after seeing his "Consummation Martial Technique" with his own eyes, even if he pulled Professor Yu of the Department of Literature and Tibet, who was known for his harshness, over, he would definitely not be able to judge zero points with his heart.

It is impossible not to give points, so how much should be given?

Li Cangbo glanced at the tangled face, snorted disdainfully, patted his thigh and said, "Do you still have to think about this? Of course count him a hundred!"

The crowd was speechless and reminded him: "The full score of the big test is 100, and the total score of this second game is only 30!"

Li Cangbo said without thinking: "Isn't it possible to add points?"

Everyone: "......" is okay, but is it really okay to add so much?

Li Cangbo waved his hand to restore the size of the light curtain where Lu Qiming was, stared back at the person he had been paying attention to before, and continued: "Don't tell me that you don't know the value of the 'Consummation Martial Technique'. If he is willing to submit it to the Martial Academy, something like this - as long as it is enough for the three forms, the contribution of the representative is enough to promote a lecturer to a doctor!"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the hall became inexplicably embarrassing, and suddenly no teacher was embarrassed to comment.

Zhuo Zhiqiu coughed lightly, and said conclusively: "Don't fight, considering Lu Qiming's contempt for the rules, let's count fifty." ”

......

Grotto on the wall.

The volume of "Stories" in Lu Qiming's hands now records many anecdotes about the author's travels around the Divine Domain. Lu Qiming looked at it with great interest, and sometimes smiled heartily -- there were many familiar place names, such as the South China Sea, where the Dragon Palace is located, and Yeliang City.

He looked at it and thought that the wonders of this volume must be familiar with the allusions of those nouns in order to be meaningful. These stories are well-written and humorous, but unfortunately most young people today are destined to find it difficult to understand the subtleties in them.

The story volume was read quickly, but Lu Qiming was not in a hurry to perform martial arts, but picked up a new volume and continued to read it -- or rather, Lu Qiming didn't even have the heart to perform martial arts.

In fact, even Fang Cai's knife trick was because the opportunity happened to make Lu Qiming gain his heart and become his intention, so he took advantage of the situation to concentrate and understand, and it evolved naturally.

Although the story volume is very pleasant to read, Lu Qiming feels that the meaning accumulated in his heart is not enough, so he is not ready to be demanding of himself. But if it is not a perfect martial art, it will be of no value to him. So Lu Qiming leisurely flipped through the book and rested in the afternoon.

The third volume, entitled "The Discussion of Medicine".