Chapter 37: The Third Sword

"Don't be lazy and keep things under control. Su He stood on the edge of the training ground with his hands on his chest, watching Xiao Lin practice his sword.

Xiao Lin was already soaked with sweat, his clothes were tightly attached to his body, and his hair, which had not been taken care of for a long time, was also wet. He was practicing there with a long sword at this time, and he kept complaining.

"I haven't learned the heart sword technique yet, why did you pass me another set of sword skills?" he gasped and glared back at Su He as he practiced.

"If you say you crave power, of course you have to sweat a lot. Su He looked like an old god, as if he didn't see Xiao Lin's resentful eyes.

"That's true, but I'm so tired. Xiao Lin wailed, "Can't this thing be taught tomorrow?"

"First of all, this is not a thing, this is a set of extremely lethal swordsmanship, and secondly, did you forget the death of Senior Yun so quickly?" Su He's face was extremely serious, and his eyes stared at Xiao Lin fiercely.

Xiao Lin's heart froze, he shook his head vigorously, his eyes became focused again, and he began to practice the sword without saying a word, feeling the mystery of the swordsmanship in one move and one style.

The set of swordsmanship that Su He then taught was called the Third World Sword, and there were only three styles in the whole swordsmanship, but the power of each move was very huge, and the difficulty of practicing it was not at all under the heart of the swordsmanship.

After watching Su He's previous demonstration, although Xiao Lin was amazed by the power of swordsmanship, he was also a little puzzled, he had not been in contact with swordsmanship for a long time, Su He taught two sets of high-level swordsmanship at once today, which made him a little overwhelmed, and even faintly worried that if the foundation was unstable, he would not affect his future if he was exposed to this level of swordsmanship.

But Xiao Lin didn't ask, he felt that Su He should not harm him, after all, Su He had taken care of him too many times along the way, and this time he also taught himself the stunts of becoming famous, and even the inheritance of swordsmanship and swordsmanship in their lineage were passed down together.

Xiao Lin didn't feel malicious in all of Su He's actions, and even had a feeling of being loved for a long time.

"I'm still curious, how on earth are you who have mastered the mind so quickly?" Su He's words on the side pulled Xiao Lin's thoughts back to reality.

"This ...... I don't know very well. Xiao Lin hesitated for a while, and said hesitantly, he didn't know why, but he subconsciously felt that he didn't want this ability of the door to be known by others, even Su He.

Su He didn't expect Xiao Lin to say anything, he himself felt that this should be Xiao Lin's talent and waved his hand: "Keep practicing." ”

Xiao Lin's eyes flickered, his lips opened, and he almost told the secret of the door, but in the end, he held back and began to practice swordsmanship without saying a word.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Lin dragged his muddy body back to his room in the dark court, Su He unceremoniously ordered him to practice for a long time, not even with a rest, Xiao Lin felt that if he saw a long sword now, he would probably spit it out.

He collapsed on the bed and soon fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, the pitch-black giant door appeared again, and there was a pitch-black figure in front of the door, but this time Xiao Lin was not happy in his heart, and fire was about to burst out in his eyes: "Give me to disappear, I want to sleep!"

Xiao Lin simply wanted to cry without tears, he was trained by Su He for a day during the day, and his body was lying down at night, but this spirit did not stop at all, he was very irritable now, and it was obvious that he was lacking sleep.

Xiao Lin quickly fought with the black shadow, but the more anxious he was, the more he was beaten badly, and it simply became a one-sided insult.

Xiao Lin didn't have a chance to walk through three moves in the black shadow's hand at all, and was often sent flying out within two moves, fortunately, this was only a dream world, although he could still feel the pain, but his physical strength had no effect.

Every time, Xiao Lin got up and rushed up again, then flew out, then got up, and then flew out again.

Slowly, Xiao Lin finally calmed down, he understood that impatience could not change anything, the more anxious he was, the more he would be beaten by the black shadow, and only by facing it calmly could he find a reasonable way to deal with the enemy.

Xiao Lin took a deep breath, the long sword in his hand trembled, cold snowflakes began to appear, and a trace of mist began to emerge around him like silk around Xiao Lin, making his whole person look looming in the past.

Snowflakes also fluttered around the black shadow, and there were fierce sword qi shuttling in the icy cold wind, making the whole space seem a little distorted.

The long swords of both sides slashed out at the same time, and the snowflakes in the sky were extremely sharp, colliding with each other, and the powerful momentum exploded in an instant, spreading to the entire world.

Xiao Lin only felt a huge force surging towards him, and the whole person flew out in an instant, behind him was a cliff, a bottomless eerie ghost, and he fell down like a young eagle with broken wings.

"Ahh Xiao Lin woke up suddenly and found himself lying on the bed, but the bedding was already soaked, and there was already some faint light outside the window.

He gasped for breath, and as soon as he broke free from his dream, exhaustion rushed like a tidal wave, and he had experienced not only physical torture but also mental breakdown in the past day, and now he had no strength in his whole body.

However, the harvest is also huge, not only has he initially mastered the operation tricks of the heart sword technique, but also can exert his mental strength, even the third sword that has just been learned can barely show some rudiments, if this kind of progress falls in Su He's eyes, I am afraid that he will be regarded as a monster, this progress is really too fast.

Xiao Lin didn't choose to continue lying down, and Su He's stern words were still echoing in his ears: "Did you forget the death of Senior Yun so soon?"

"Don't dare to forget. Xiao Lin muttered in a low voice, dragged his aching body to the Black Court Training Ground, picked up a long sword and began to practice one move at a time.

It didn't take long for Xiao Lin to find that Linglong was also here, still as cold as ice and snow.

The two glanced at each other, a trace of surprise flashed in Linglong's eyes, as if she didn't expect Xiao Lin to come earlier than her, the two didn't communicate more, they each found a place to practice by themselves, and there was only the sound of the long sword waving and heavy breathing in the room.

On the ground, the long and narrow shadows of two people were dancing, intertwined, and under the faint light, it seemed to be dreamy and hazy.

Subsequently, other students came one after another, and the ghost hand also arrived, and his face was a little solemn.

The crowd lined up and waited for the command of the ghost hand.

"Because of some special circumstances. Ghost Hand cleared his throat and said, "The organization has decided to bring some training programs forward. ”

Xiao Lin was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart: "Special circumstances?"

"You don't need to know why. Ghost Hand's eyes swept over everyone's faces sharply, "The assembly training scheduled for the second half of the year has been advanced, and it will officially start in three months. ”

"Instructor, what is that?" one of the cadets asked with a raised hand.

"It's a wilderness survival training that the three divisions teach together, and it's a process you'll never forget. The corner of Ghost Hand's mouth suddenly showed a smile full of murderous intent, "As for why it's unforgettable, because what you are going to learn is killing!"

The faces of all the students changed, and the few girls were even more pale, of course, Linglong was an exception, as if nothing could make this girl's face expression.

Xiao Lin also didn't feel too much shock, you must know that he had experienced bloody killings as early as when he was in the Yanlong Mountain Range, although he had never killed anyone with his own hands, but that bloody scene would always appear in his mind, and he slowly got used to it over time.

The ghost hand seemed to know Xiao Lin's thoughts, and said suspiciously: "I know that some of you have already felt the smell of killing. His eyes swept over Xiao Lin's face intentionally or unintentionally.

"But. "Seeing death and killing someone with your own hands are two different things, and as for the difference, you can feel it for yourself, it will definitely make you like it, and you will gradually enjoy the process." ”

"What kind of cult organization is this?" Xiao Lin couldn't help but slander, he actually let them enjoy the process of killing, is this cultivating executioners.

"Don't think I'm a psychopath. The ghost hand paused and said, "The Black Court is a killer organization to put it bluntly, it is impossible for the people who have been in the Black Court to have a few lives in their hands, and long-term killing will make a person's psychology become distorted, and eventually become a killing machine without consciousness, since the current situation is like this, you might as well enjoy this process, and you can also be less burdened psychologically." ”

"This is bullshit. Xiao Lin said in his heart, what kind of logic is this, he can't keep up with the ghost hand's thinking, anyway, he definitely can't do it if he enjoys killing people.

"This time the branch that we are training with is the branch led by the crow we met last time and another branch in the north, you must play with your life, not only to earn some face but also to survive. ”

"Instructor, will there be dead people in this joint training?" asked one of the students with a trembling hand, his voice trembling.

"Of course. The ghost hand said lightly, "The mortality rate of each joint practice is about thirty percent, and only between life and death can a person increase quickly, will the opponent still send you to the door to kill yourself? If you die, you can only blame yourself for your ability." ”

"Who's that opponent?

"It's all said that it's murder, is the beast a human?" said the ghost hand a little impatiently, "So it's best for you to train for three months, in order to survive, start training now!"

In another branch of the black court, two figures, one large and one small, were practicing in the training ground, and it seemed that one was an instructor and the other was a cadet.

"This time you have to give it your all. ”

"Why, are there any difficult opponents?" the student's voice was a little lazy.

"One is an alternate member of the talent camp, and the other can play on par with the alternate. The instructor's tone was a little solemn.

"Interesting, can I kill them?"

There was a long silence, and the instructor did not speak for a long time, only a slight breathing sound, and only spoke in a low voice after a long time.

"Yes. ”