Chibon Yukura returned to her dormitory with a lonely face, gently opened the door, and her eyes scanned some of the larger and somewhat infiltrating dormitories. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Senbon Yukizakura's dormitory is different from everyone else, not only does it live alone, but it also has a lot of training equipment. Chibon Yukizakura turned on the light. All the equipment in this was placed by Hilton, because his spirit weapon was not a combat-type spirit weapon, so Hilton taught himself martial arts, or physical arts.

"Sakura, are you going to start training again?" asked Yuzuki weakly.

Yuzuki knew that once Senbon Yukizakura started training, she would have to train until late, and every time she was sweating profusely from training.

"Well, Yuzuki. Can't you hold others back in the battle of glory in half a year, they are all so weak, I don't want to drag down our academy because of me. Chibon Yukizakura said very seriously.

Chibon Yukizakura no longer wants to lose someone else's life because of her weakness, never again. Because his mother died under the claws of the orcs because of her weakness. Chibon Yukizakura's seemingly weak exterior has a strong one

The spirit weapon is not a combat type spirit weapon, but your body can still become stronger through acquired training.

Senbon Yukizakura walked up to a yellow-brown wooden stake and began to fight with the stake, moving extremely quickly.

"Bang"

Fight hard.

The wooden stake shook and then returned to its original appearance, and the wooden stake was the wooden stake, and if it was a living person, it would have been so painful that it would have cried out.

Chibon Yukizakura clenched her fist and continued to strike quickly into the lower abdomen of the wooden man.

Xiyue watched her master work very hard, and she didn't feel good in her heart, if she was not a non-combat type of spiritual weapon, but a combat type of spiritual weapon, would her master still work so hard, so hard to exercise his body and enhance his physique? Yuzuki blames herself inwardly.

Yuzuki thought with some guilt in her heart. "I'm sorry! Xiyue said with a melancholy face. Chibon Yukizakura stopped hitting the wooden stake, and her two white fists were already slightly red, the kind of red that made people feel inexplicably distressed.

"What's the matter, Yuzuki, I'm sorry for what you said!" asked Senbon Yukizakura with a smile, completely forgetting the pain in her hand.

"If I were a combat-type spirit weapon, Sakura, you wouldn't have to train so hard and suffer from that nightmare all day. I'm such a useless artifact. ”

Chibon Yukizakura wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead and panted and said, "Xiyue, this has nothing to do with you, even if you are a battle-type spirit weapon, I still have to work hard." Besides, I feel very happy to have a spiritual weapon like you! What's wrong with you! It's wrong that this world is full of killing. ”

Senbon Yukizakura began training again, and fought against the wooden stake.

Xiyue looked at his master working so hard, wanting to become stronger so much, Xiyue had a complicated mood in her heart, both happy that her master had a heart eager to become stronger, but also worried that Chibon Yukikuragi's body could not stand this overload of training. After all, Chibon Yukizakura is just a weak little woman, otherwise how could she give birth to such a useless spiritual weapon of her own.

"Yuzuki, do you blame me?" asked Senbon Yukizakura.

"Why do I blame you!Sakura is so gentle, so good, other people's spiritual weapons are called the owner of the instrument, but Sakura you call your name directly, just from this point of view, Sakura you are very good, is a different from other people's instrument owner, Sakura, you treat me more as a partner!"

While training, Chibon Yukura responded to Xiyue: "Xiyue, I'm not talking about comparing me with other people's spirit weapon owners? What I want to ask is why don't you blame me, other people's spirit weapons are all killing type spirit weapons, that's because the heart of the weapon owner desires to kill, but I gave birth to you, you are a medical type spirit weapon, and using your ability requires a lot of spirit weapons." ”

"Sakura, what do you want to say, I have some books in my head, and I can't turn around what you say. Xiyue replied embarrassedly.

Qianben Xue Ying shook her head helplessly and said: "Xiyue, you are really stupid and cute, what I want to say is that you see that other people's spiritual weapons can be side by side with their own masters, fighting together with shaking hands, and killing the enemy together." Qianben Xue Sakura's watery eyes were suddenly full of loneliness, "Don't you envy it? Don't blame your master's heart for being so weak? Don't blame your master for being so weak, I'm so useless, can't I cooperate with my own spirit weapon like others to kill orcs and take revenge!"

"What's so enviable about this, those combat-type spirit weapons may end up destroying people, and I, the medical type, is only responsible for saving lives and helping the wounded, and in short, it's about dealing with the aftermath, isn't that good?" Meekness is not the same as weakness. Do you understand? Yuzuki coughed and continued. "Sakura, if you're really weak, then why are you training yourself so hard now?"

"Sakura, don't underestimate yourself! How can a weak person be a hard body, cultivating physical arts, Sakura you know that I can't fight, but you can still fight yourself, and you can't fight with spiritual weapons, but Sakura, you're very strong. There is a steel-like strength in the gentleness, and if you were someone else, you would definitely dislike the useless spiritual weapon that killed me. Yuzuki said, "And Sakura, you are you, you don't have to think about other people's opinions, I'm proud and proud of Sakura's spiritual weapon." ”

"Is it gentle?" Muttered Senbon Yukizakura. "Sakura, you are not gentle who is gentle. Xiyue hopes that his words can comfort his master for a short time, whether Chiben Yuzakura is gentle or weak, Yuki knows better than anyone else, Senbon Yuki's inner thoughts, Xiyue understands it clearly.

"Is it really gentle? But it's my gentleness that killed my parents!" Chibon Yukizakura let out a trembling voice and sobbed, "It's my gentleness that killed my parents, woo, this kind of gentleness is useless in the end." I don't want to be as weak and weak as I was again. I'm going to be strong. Xiyue's words did not have any effect at all, but instead had the opposite effect.

Chibon Yukizakura's left hand blocked the wooden arm of the wooden stake, and the lower abdomen of the wooden stake in her right hand was an inch, and then she struck hard.

"Click"

The wooden stake made a cracking sound from where Senbon Yukizakura had been struck, followed by a cobweb-like crack.

"Bang".

The wooden stakes in front of him shattered and fell to the ground, becoming scattered pieces of wood. The blow just now aroused all the grief and anger in Chibon Yukaro's heart.

Chibon Yukizakura finally did it, and the physical skills that Hilton gave him finally completed Hilton's goal and smashed the wooden stake. Senbon Yukizakura smiled lightly. This proud smile. "Sakura, you did it!" Yuzuki said happily, "You have finally completed the physical skills that your dean taught you, one inch kills, one inch punch." Xiyue said excitedly. "yes. It's finally done. "Senbon Yukizakura's clothes are all soaked with sweat, and her chestnut hair is sticking to her forehead due to the sweat of her efforts.

His cheeks also became red. Chibon Yukizakura wiped the sweat from her cheeks and said, "Yuki." I finally don't have to sleep alone in this empty dorm room. Didn't the dean say that, isn't the day I smash this wooden stake the day I leave this deep room?"