Half a minute later, Chen Mu held the hilt of the sword in one hand and the scabbard in the other, and calmly walked out of this area.

Outside the glass wall, everyone looked at him blankly, and after he came out, they all looked up and down, as if they were looking at a little monster.

The staff were dumbfounded.

He'd been here for so many years, and it was the first time he'd ever seen someone standing up and walking out of the scabbard of a solitary sword.

It wasn't until the captain of the rescue team coughed that he came back to his senses.

"Ahem, if there's nothing wrong here, we'll go first."

Chen Mu also turned his head and nodded at them kindly.

At that moment, for the first time, the captain of the rescue team felt as if he was a little redundant......

Then Chen Mu said calmly: "Do you have the information card of this lone sword scabbard?" After that, I will leave the registration work to you.

I don't want a loan.,I'll buy your home with insurance for the first year.,In addition, please prepare a Poke Ball for me first.,I want the ordinary version.,Thank you.。 ”

The staff woke up like a dream, packed up their mood and hurried to serve customers.

On the way to get the Poké Ball, he was busy and posted the latest result in the work group: the guy came out with a single sword sheath in his hand unharmed, and was waiting for the Poké Ball to be subdued.

This instantly exploded a group of fishing parties in the water group during working hours.

"it, it's really fake?"

"This hurts, is it serious?"

"It's okay if you don't come out lying down, right?"

The news in the group went to 99+ in the blink of an eye.

Some people are amazed, some people are questioning, and many more are seeking the truth.

At this moment, the staff member looked at his mobile phone, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of superiority.

Oh, you buns who have never seen the world~

He had completely forgotten that he hadn't seen this meeting a few minutes before......

After completing all the formalities, Chen Mu did not rush to stuff the collected single sword scabbard into the Poke Ball, but found a rope to tie it to his back, like a swordsman with a negative sword.

This scene stunned the staff and Liu Motong again.

Liu Motong asked him blankly: "Are you like this, aren't you afraid that his ribbon will wrap around your neck?" ”

Chen Mu calmly patted the end of the scabbard.

"No, he wouldn't dare."

At that moment, the sheath of the solitary sword on his back twisted twice, as if to symbolize a protest.

It was only after Chen Mu raised his hand and made a gesture to draw his sword that he immediately became quiet again.

On this day, the young one-sword scabbard understood what it was like to be strangled by fate......

Liu Motong had a question at this time, but under Chen Mu's calm gaze, she was stunned and couldn't ask a word.

This Nima, why do you still have no expression at all after doing such an outrageous thing?

I messed up my questions......

In the end, she could only kindly propose, "Otherwise, let's add a micro-mound, just in case...... If you have something, I can call an ambulance for you. ”

"Okay."

Chen Mu was troublesome about explaining, so he simply agreed.

After adding Weiqiu, Chen Mu quickly left the Ghost Tower, while Liu Motong went to the shopping mall on the first floor to buy his own things.

When they parted, Liu Motong patted his cheek to confirm that he was really not dreaming.

The experience of this day was truly an eye-opener for her.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but take out her mobile phone again and send a message to her brother on Weiqiu.

"Brother, I met a particularly outrageous person today!"

……

At the same time, Chen Mu, who had left the Ghost Tower, stepped onto his rented Duduli again, and then started with a catapult, striding towards the direction of the downtown area of Ziyuan City.

On the way, the single sword scabbard that had been divided down seemed to have finally accepted his fate, and he also took the initiative to ask Chen Mu by using the spiritual link.

"Where do we go next?"

Chen Mu replied as usual: "Go and practice swords." ”

After less than two seconds of silence, the sheath began to tremble wildly again.

Bastard!

Don't bully the sword too much!!

Otherwise, I'll fight with you!!

At this time, the croaking frog sitting in front of Chen Mu closer to Duduli's neck glanced back, and sighed, and couldn't help but laugh like an elder.

This sword is still naïve after all.

What kind of elf do you expect to be able to train when you get under the master's hands?

Do you think you are a mythical beast?

It's really too young, too simple.

He's a frog, he's experienced in this, and you ask him if he can train the new elves? Of course, he is a porcelain, and he can't wait to teach the Dujian Sheath some frog life experience right now.

……

A few dozen minutes later, they returned to the city.

Chen Mu followed the navigation of his mobile phone and found an elf dojo.

This kind of dojo is generally not large, and it is much smaller than that kind of full-attribute large elf training hall, and the services provided are naturally not so rich.

However, there are times when you can specialize in one item and you can also focus on it and reach the peak.

The dojo that Chen Mu found has a pretty good reputation on various online platforms, with a high praise rate, mainly serving those elves with knife arms, weapons and wings, focusing on guiding them to practice chopping skills.

Sitting in the ashram was an elderly Emperor Nabou (Note 1).

It is famous for its "sword dance" and "steel wing" in one hand.

When he came to the dojo, Chen Mu directly asked for a superior's practice room, politely refused all kinds of guidance courses promoted in the dojo, and went in alone with a sword.

The practice room is small in size, and the surrounding walls are covered with a circle of black sound-absorbing foam, which makes the atmosphere in the room very quiet.

There are three poles in the center of the room.

One bamboo, one solid wood, and one steel core.

The base connected to the bottom of the bamboo pole and the solid wood target are all live buckles, which can be replaced by opening the base after the elf cuts it, and there are many spare bamboo poles and wooden poles stacked horizontally in the corner of the room.

Only the pole of the steel core is completely fixed to the floor.

When he came to the room, Chen Mu took off the sword behind his back and grasped the hilt of the sword again, not caring about the ribbon that might be wrapped around his arm.

"Come on, it's time to practice, we've just met, we need to run in with each other, you need to get used to my strength, I also need to get familiar with your body, it's going to be a long-term process, but I don't have much time right now, so we have to hurry."

Chen Mu said as he raised his sword and walked towards the benchmark of the solid wood.

The sheath of the lone sword vibrated more and more violently in his hand.

It is true that he is an elf who lives on a sword, and his body is much harder than a normal flesh elf, but this does not mean that he likes to be vigorously moved to cut wood here every day.

Just kidding, this solid wood pole looks as thick as a human calf, what should I do if I cut the blade? What should I do if I have a crack? Don't think ghosts don't have touch, they hurt!

He's frantically struggling!

But fate choked the hilt of his sword......

The next moment, Chen Mu held the sword in both hands, and the momentum of the sword slashed out!