The Brilliant Fighting Master Chapter 1057: Ordinary sword style

Yang Jing and Ai Liang felt tight, not clear about the relationship between Jiang Chen and the Wu Clan.

Looking at Ji Hai's incomprehensible face, Ai Liang didn't know how to answer.

"Yes." Ai Liang had to say under the cold gaze.

"If you have the chance, kill him." Ji Hai said.

Hearing this, Ai Liang breathed a sigh of relief and immediately said: "I didn't intend to let him go."

On the other side, Dharmakaya Luping began to ask about the sword in the sword hall.

The students in the sword hall are very curious about what kind of changes will be made to Lu Ping who is taught by him at this unnamed level.

So the students came to an anonymous residence and found Lu Ping who was practicing swords nearby.

They were disappointed to find that Lu Ping's sword practice did not shine in any way. It was plain and incompatible with the entire sword hall.

"Does he want to start from scratch?" Someone speculated.

Lu Ping's sword style is entry-level, with one chopping, one stab, sweeping and so on.

However, Lu Ping is surprisingly focused, so when it looks simple, students can feel the danger.

"Come and see again tomorrow."

The student can't see anything famous, and leaves confused.

The next day, they found Lu Ping in another place in the mountain. They were still practicing swords, their movements had changed, but they were still entry-level.

"At this level, it is impossible to get started in a day."

"It seems that this nameless person really eats rice."

"Isn't this a mischief?"

The students talked a lot, and they were dissatisfied. They all looked forward to Lu Ping's achievements to prove the standard of the sword hall.

Suddenly, Lu Ping walked towards them.

"Respect the teacher, don't insult, you chew your tongue again, don't blame my Jianfeng for being ruthless."

The blazing eyes swept over the students, and the cold words were not negotiable.

This is the highest state of Yi Rong to become a person, and his words and deeds have their own personalities.

The students were startled at first, then dissatisfied.

"Did you develop hallucinations? It's one thing to be fierce in the martial arts hall. Is it true that you are first-rate when you come to the academy? Passing the test can only prove your qualifications, not your strength."

"Yes, and you worship that person as a teacher? I really don't know how your brain grows!"

"Go to the master to intercede, let you change to a teacher, otherwise you will be kicked out."

Seeing that these students didn't know how to promote, Lu Ping didn't say anything, so he swung his sword and didn't care about the consequences.

"I don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

"Look how good you are!"

"The guy begging in the martial arts hall is as humble as dust, don't take yourself seriously."

More than a dozen swordsman students were angered by Lu Ping's performance, and they drew their swords.

In the sword hall, students can fight, as long as they don't kill anyone.

In fact, it is also very difficult to die, because the entire sword hall is set up with imprisonment and cannot use the power of Xinghai.

Only martial arts can come in handy, but the power of the star is all there.

Resilience and defensive power are the same. It's fine to be injured by an opponent who can't use Xinghai's power.

But the shame is real.

The sword hall acquiesced in this, and hoped that the students could transform as soon as possible.

Speaking of which, more than half of Jiang Chen's opponents have mastered kendo, to varying degrees, but they are still far ahead of the law body that was stripped of kendo.

In fact, Jiang Chen now doesn't need to deliberately suppress himself, he can use it as much as he wants, and there will be no help from the sword.

It comes with powerlessness and a sense of crisis.

Jiang Chen seems to understand why Master wants to do that.

However, facing the gap in number and swordsmanship, he was undefeated.

The most amazing thing is that he uses the simplest sword style just like when practicing sword.

Compared with opponents whose swords are brilliant and changeable, there is an indescribable taste, clean and free.

Jiang Chen’s words sounded in Master’s ear, “Since the moment you picked up the sword, you have been mixed with too many things. This is something no one can avoid. With your qualifications, it will be four or five years later. I will realize this, change it, and finally realize the extraordinary power."

"But since you worship me as a teacher, four or five years will naturally be changed to four or five weeks."

Jiang Chen, who has always felt that he likes to boast about going to Haikou, only felt that Master could teach himself more on this point!

For more than a day, he has been practicing boring sword style, and he is just as confused as everyone else.

But the biggest difference between genius and ordinary people is concentration.

Even if you are uncertain, you can devote yourself wholeheartedly to it.

Now starting to get started, Jiang Chen realized how much he has improved!

Especially in the sword hall, I can feel it more intuitively.

His opponents can also clearly see that the original angry students found that this guy in front of them was almost the same as when he was walking on the sword road.

Obviously, it seems that there is nothing remarkable, but he refuses to fall down.

In the end, the sword in their hands was knocked to the ground.

In the sword hall, this means one party loses.

If you pick up the sword and start again, you will be laughed at.

The defeated people stepped aside and watched the battle from a different perspective. They were surprised to find that Lu Ping had a shadow similar to their teacher when he started his hand.

There is no need to use the sword style, but the simplest sword style is used to confront the enemy.

After a while, everyone was defeated, and the sword fell to the ground.

Lu Ping also has a lot of scars on his body, but he doesn't seem to care about his appearance.

"What are you doing!"

Just as the atmosphere was embarrassing, a soft drink came.

I saw a figure a hundred meters away, blinking to this side, it was Lin Shuangyue.

Wearing the sword hall long clothes, makes her beauty even more special.

"Does bullying a newcomer feel a sense of accomplishment?"

Lin Shuangyue showed another side, staring at those who did it.

"Sister, we don't have one."

After hearing this, these students quickly called injustice.

"Not yet, you guys made people like this."

While speaking, Lin Shuangyue noticed that every student had scars and their swords fell to the ground.

Looking at Lu Ping, his injuries are a bit more, but the sword is still in hand.

"Won?" Lin Shuangyue felt unbelievable.

"Sister, this guy is strange."

The lost student said ~IndoMTL.com~ while picking up the sword on the ground and leaving.

Lin Shuangyue and Jiang Chen are left behind.

"How did you do it?"

Lin Shuangyue didn't have the embarrassment of being alone. Jiang Chen remembered the scene when she ran to ask for a sword, and knew that this woman had a coquettish side.

"Xinghai power cannot be used here." Jiang Chen said.

"Of course I know this, and you can't use it either. The people you defeated are all intermediate students." Lin Shuangyue said quickly.

It is because he can't use Xinghai that he is surprised that he can win more than ten people.

The students in the sword hall are divided into elementary, intermediate, advanced, and special.

If you stay at a certain level for too long, you will be kicked out of the sword hall.

Lu Ping, as a junior student who had only been here for two days, made her unable to understand.