Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 11: Twenty silver coins

I... hurt.

Feng Lun howled deep in his heart.

"Absolutely appreciate it? Is it?"

Lin Beichen looked like he was suddenly enlightened, and said, "Well, since you appreciate it, then you can think of a way to let my big sword calm down."

Be reasonable.

This is Lin Beichen's motto.

At this time, it has to be tough.

If you're softer, people think you're not good enough.

Have to bully you again.

Feng Lun was stunned.

Let the sword cool down?

How the **** is this cool?

Are you sorry about the sword?

Or, did you take the initiative to get under Lin Beichen's crotch?

How can I meet people at the Third Academy after that?

He's dazed.

At this moment, a very wretched voice suddenly sounded behind Lin Beichen: "Master, I found a very scary thing, I went to buy breakfast just now, and suddenly found that we didn't have a single copper plate on us. , we're out of money..."

It's Wang Zhong.

This **** actually reappeared.

Buy your sister's breakfast.

I believe in your evil.

You are clearly running away.

Lin Beichen cursed silently in his heart.

Feng Lun's eyes lit up, he suddenly thought of a way, and said, "I am willing to lose money, fifty copper coins, how about..."

"Eh? So, I'm not a person who cares about money very much, but I don't know why, it seems that my sword is still angry."

"Ah, no, eighty coppers... no, one silver coin, how about one silver coin?"

"Sword, sword, why are you still angry?"

"Twenty, twenty silver coins, I only have so many..."

"Hey, it's weird, my sword, it's not angry all of a sudden."

"I'll give you the silver...Student Lin, can you withdraw the sword?"

"Oh, sorry, I almost forgot, by the way, I shouldn't be forcing you?"

"It doesn't count, it doesn't count."

"Don't push yourself too hard."

"Not reluctantly, not reluctantly."

Feng Lun was about to cry.

You put your **** sword in my flesh, dare I say reluctantly?

Lin Beichen pulled the sword back from Feng Lun's chest.

Pfft!

It is the sound of bleeding from the wound.

Fortunately, the insertion is not deep, just a flesh wound.

Covering his heart with one hand, Feng Lun had a feeling of the rest of his life.

Just then—

Dangdangdang!

The school bell rang.

Feng Lun and his friends, as if in an amnesty, ran away in a hurry.

They are all students from outside classes.

The students from other foreign classes also hurried back to their respective dormitories, all of them still trying to digest the shock of seeing this scene just now.

However, there is one thing that everyone agrees on invariably—

Lin Beichen, this scum, was unexpectedly hard.

Next, whoever wants to trouble him or take revenge, it is best to weigh himself first.

Otherwise, Feng Lun, who steals chickens and loses rice, is a lesson learned.

Lin Beichen breathed a sigh of relief.

There is no danger.

Temporary clearance.

Speaking of which, you are considered a little master now?

He looked back at Wang Zhong.

"You bitch, where did you hide just now? How dare you betray me..."

"Master, don't be angry yet, I really went to buy you breakfast just now, and I was a little anxious to urinate along the way..."

"Urgent urination? Believe it or not I'll keep you from urinating forever?"

"Master, calm down."

"I can't calm down."

"Master, please ignore these very important details, hurry up to class, or you will be late, and the teacher will trouble you. Now it's not as good as before, you have no backer, those teachers who are angry with you on weekdays, It is estimated that one of them is trying to find a reason to mess with you."

"Damn, you bastard, you wait for me."

In the corner of Lin Beichen's eyes, he really saw that the old teacher Ding Sanshi was already walking towards the classroom.

So he had no choice but to let go of the wretched housekeeper who was escaping, and hurriedly strode towards the schoolhouse.

Yesterday, this old teacher was too habitual, and he must perform well today.

He ran into the classroom like a rabbit with its tail on fire.

……

……

Academic building, second floor.

The smile on Mu Xinyue's face slowly solidified.

What's the matter?

That scum, actually defeated Feng Lun?

It seems to be using swordsmanship.

But when did this scum's swordsmanship become so strong?

In almost an instant, he defeated Feng Lun, a third-level warrior.

A real deal.

How can this be done

Doesn't it require a third-level warrior peak cultivation base to do it?

This scum is the pinnacle of the third-level samurai?

This realm, in the entire second grade, can also be regarded as a leader.

How did he do it?

Impossible.

A series of question marks appeared in Mu Xinyue's mind.

This made her feel bad all of a sudden.

Very poor.

This waste, he has such ability?

Abandoned by himself, shouldn't he be honest and completely sink, but wait for the fate of death?

He actually wanted to resist?

Unforgivable.

An inexplicable anger in Mu Xinyue's heart broke out almost uncontrollably.

"Xuemei Mu, are you all right?"

Seeing that her expression was wrong, Guan Feidu asked aloud.

"Ah?" Mu Xinyue came back to her senses, realized that the time and place were wrong, and instantly suppressed all the negative emotions. The perfect goddess of the commoner princess was instantly maintained. She turned back and smiled slightly, saying: "Of course it's fine, but I didn't expect that Lin Beichen had hidden his strength all along, which surprised me."

Guan Feidu nodded and said, "I'm also surprised that Lin Beichen was able to practice the [Basic Swordsmanship Close-up Three Links] taught by Ding Sanshi to such a proficient level that he might have been secretly practicing it. It's been months."

"Huh? The senior said that what Lin Beichen performed just now was the [Basic Swordsmanship Fitness Triathlon]?"

"Yes, these three-style combos are the signature sword skills taught by Ding Sanshi. Although they are not yet qualified, they are in the category of basic swordsmanship, but they have strong practical combat ability, even if they are second-level warriors, After mastering these three styles, you can burst into combat power comparable to that of a third-level samurai in an instant."

"So it was."

"Why, is it possible that Junior Sister Mu has not practiced the [Basic Swordsmanship Close-up Three Links]?"

"To be honest, I was too arrogant. When I was listening to the class, I felt that the three-style swordsmanship was too simple and rough, so I didn't take it to heart. Now that I think about it, I really have no eye for it, and I shouldn't."

"It's really admirable for Mu Xuemei to be so honest about her mistakes. However, this [Basic Swordsmanship Close-up Three Links] is not without solutions. I have a detailed explanation here, which not only records [ The training experience and know-how of the basic swordsmanship close-up three-joint] also recorded the cracking technique, if Mu Xuemei is interested, you can take it to comprehend.”

"Ah? Who is so amazing and so amazing to have compiled such a detailed explanation?"

"Hehe, Mu Xuemei has won the award, and she is so amazing that she can't stand it. It's a book I compiled when I was bored in my spare time."

"Ah, really? Senior Guan is indeed a genius who can participate in the [Sunshine Battle] in the third grade. I really admire you, senior. If you have any problems with your cultivation in the future, can I ask you for advice? "

"Hehe, welcome."