Chapter Ninety-Seven: Taking Turns to Sit in the Bank
"Can Big Brother teach us that week?"
"You know, girls have poor physical fitness, and their strength is not as strong as boys, and the spear is too long and heavy, or the sword is more suitable for us."
Zhou Buzhou looked at Ming Yayin, and then at Li Xuelong.
"Whether it's swordsmanship or spearmanship, the more you practice, the stronger you get. There is no distinction between simple swordsmanship and spearmanship. β
"Besides, my swordsmanship is actually all figured out by myself, and it may not be very powerful!"
Ming Yayin pouted: "But we want to learn, Brother Zhou, you can teach us!" β
Li Xuelong was in a daze.
Why can't she be like Ming Yayin?
Why can't she even finish a sentence?
So envious!
I have to go back and learn from Yayin.
"Good!"
Zhou Buzhou nodded with a smile: "No matter what you learn or do, the foundation is the most important!" β
"There are three sword practices, one of them, the sword does not leave the body, no matter what you do, the sword must be on you, or hold, or hang, but it is best to hold it all the time at the beginning!"
"Whatever to do?" Ming Yayin asked in surprise.
"Yes, no matter what you do!"
Ming Yayin raised her head: "That, if you get married and enter the cave room, do you have to take it, then if you poke the groom to death"
Zhou Buzhou's face was full of black lines.
Li Xuelong couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Weeks do not turn around.
Don't say it, Li Xuelong looks good when she laughs, very
Shaking his head, Zhou Buzhou continued: "Even if you really stab the groom to death, you must not leave your sword!" β
"Oooh!" Ming Yayin nodded, not knowing what she was thinking in her head.
"Second, stabbing, swinging the sword three hundred every day, stabbing the sword three hundred, every swing of the sword and the stabbing sword must use all the strength, it is best to maintain the high unity of spirit and spirit every time you swing the sword and stab the sword!"
Ming Yayin was still in a daze.
Li Xuelong lowered her head.
Seeing that no one had any doubts, Zhou Buzhou continued: "Third, this is more difficult, but it is not impossible for you to start your physical fitness to practice. β
"Well, I'll show you first!"
"Yes!" Li Xuelong pronounced the first syllable.
Ming Yayin also woke up from her daze.
Zhou Buzhou pulled out the Zhan Lu sword at his waist.
Longsword pillar ground.
Then, grasping the hilt of the sword in his right hand, he rose abruptly upside down.
With a Zhanlu sword, he took all his weight, and stood there so steadily.
There was not a trace of trembling in the whole person, and there was not a trace of trembling in the whole sword.
"That's amazing!"
Ming Yayin's face was full of little stars.
Zhou Buzhou was still holding the sword upside down, and slowly spoke: "Holding the sword upside down like this can make you very clear about all the properties of your sword, including the force point, including the toughness. β
"At the same time, it can also sharpen your own balance and coordination, and it can also allow you to truly use the long sword in your hand after training day after day!"
"This is the foundation!"
"Once you've learned the basics, sword moves or something, you can go back and find some in the classic room to practice."
Saying that, Zhou Buzhou has turned over.
The sword is back in its sheath.
Ming Yayin's face was full of admiration, and she immediately pulled out the long sword at her waist and stood upside down with the sword.
She stood upside down.
After all, he is a quasi-first-order cultivator, surpassing many physical qualities of ordinary people, and it will not be difficult to hold a sword and stand upside down.
But Ming Yayin's whole body was shaking.
The long sword in his hand was even more crooked.
In a breath,
Click.
Ming Yayin fell down entirely.
She twisted her body quickly and barely landed on the ground without falling too embarrassed.
Looking up, the admiration in Ming Yayin's eyes was even stronger: "Brother Zhou, I heard that you started practicing swords at the age of twelve, and at that time, you didn't start your cultivation, right?!" β
"Yes."
Ming Yayin's eyes were full of little stars: "It's so powerful, I can't do a handstand with a sword at the first order, but Brother Zhou actually achieved a handstand with a sword with the physical fitness of an ordinary person."
"Brother Zhou, you are so amazing!"
Zhou Buzhou's heart was slightly cool.
Pampered and not surprised?
Yes, pampering is not shocked.
Anyway, Lao Tzu was not surprised!
At most, I want to kill when I am humiliated, and I am crooked when I am favored.
I wasn't surprised from start to finish.
This is indeed a pampering and not a shock.
Secretly proud in his heart, Zhou Buzhou raised his head and said: "Okay, let's go and swing the sword first, remember that every sword, you have to use all your strength!" β
"Understood!"
Ming Yayin nodded heavily.
Li Xuelong quickly ran away with Ming Yayin.
While waving his sword, Li Xuelong quickly asked, "Yayin, how can you speak freely in front of Brother Zhou?" β
Ming Yayin didn't care, and swung out a sword quickly: "It's good to think of dangdang as shit." β
Li Xuelong: "En? β
"Seeing him as shit, and then he doesn't feel it at all, even a little bit of a feeling of looking down on him"
"Huh?" Li Xuelong's face turned strange.
Ming Yayin's face changed, and she quickly swung her sword, and actually said her true thoughts in her heart.
Blunder!
Blunder!
Anyway, Sister Xuelong won't go to make a small report, right?
The end of the hour and the beginning of the hour.
Everyone went back to the house to wash, and then the spiritual base and the sect of fifty-four people walked together towards the center of the Stura Mountain.
As for the alien base and the demon base, they have already left early in the morning.
Dragon Island is not that big.
In total, it is about two kilometers long and wide.
In less than five minutes, the group was at the foot of Mount Steala.
Look up.
Everyone was slightly stunned.
It's not the mountain they imagined.
This mountain, it seems, is a flat-topped mountain.
The flat top of the mountain is a flat land with a length and width of about 200 meters, covering an area of about 40,000 square meters.
In Pingdingshan, it is not a ring, nor is it a flat land.
Instead, there were hundreds of small tables in it, and each table had a small spiritual power barrier, and behind that spiritual power barrier, there was a token.
The text of the tokens is different, with one hundred and zero tokens engraved with text on the front, while others are engraved with a variety of other characters.
These tokens
Just when Zhou Buzhou and the others were puzzled, a mixed-race child walked out on the high platform.
An incredibly beautiful half-breed.
It's a pity it's a man.
Moreover, the aura of this half-breed is very powerful, at least it is also a sage realm!
The next moment, the half-breed child's spiritual power swept through Fang and rushed into the minds of the seven hundred and twenty contestants present.
Then the conversation rang out.
It's actually Chinese
"Cultivators, everything is simple, the rules of the World Competition are as follows!"
"The thirteen forces of Huaxia, Mithia, England, Bear Country, Western Europe, Eastern Europe, Egypt, South Africa, South America, Exile Continent, Sub-Asia, East Asia, and Ice Country take turns to sit in the village for one day!"
"The dealer must accept any challenge from the remaining twelve forces, and the loser will output a token to the winner."
"Even those who don't have tokens can fight again!"
"But if you lose."
"That is, those who have no token to lose, and if they lose again, they will be directly disqualified!"
"At the end of the thirteen dealer turns, the tokens each person has represent the number of opportunities that each person really gets. At that time, you can directly enter the corresponding place of the token with the token! β
"We need the strong, not the well-rounded weak, to show your strength and correct your future!"
"After the dealer turns over, the international competition is over!"
"Today, Huaxia sits in the village!"
The half-breed just finished speaking.
"I'n!"
The Sage jumped out.
Just kidding, the mechanics of this game are that whoever sits first is crippled first!
Think about it, one faction is challenged by the other twelve factions in turn, and the people of the other factions have only gone through one battle, but the one who sits in the village has to go through at least twelve battles.
The first day was crippled, how to play in the future?
How can there be strength to snatch tokens in the future?
Li Zun clenched his fists slightly: "Venerable, this is not fair!" β
The Half-Breed Venerable, that is, the Venerable Venerable in the mouth of the Sage of Force, turned his head slightly, his face full of indifference.
"This is the decision of the General Directorate of Security! Don't tell me it's unfair! β
Lizun still has to speak.
Haoyue Sage patted him, and his spiritual power secretly transmitted: "The people of your sect are just too naΓ―ve!" β
"What do you mean?"
"We don't have the Venerable Realm to come this time, even if we win a seemingly fair draw, I can guarantee that we will still draw the first day to sit in the bank!"
Lizun's face was extremely ugly.
Haoyue looked back at Zhou Buzhou.
It's not that he expects Zhou Buzhou to report back, but he finally feels the injustice that Zhou Buzhou endured in the other base.
Moreover, this injustice is especially because Yi Yong does not know life and death