The Magic Outfit

Su Tang was a little stunned. Not long after looting the Baihua Palace, he had heard that some major schools were interested in the newly appeared magic warrior. It was precisely because of worry that he chose to leave the Dark Moon City. Who knew that the thunder came later , The rain is small and there is no movement, is this the reason?

"Ren Yu Kou killed too hard ..." Zhao Xiaobao sighed.

"Yeah, I have heard of ..." Su Tang answered.

Because of the delay in speaking, when Su Tang and Zhao Xiaobao rushed to the place, the training had already been trained, and they began to order the trainees to perform drills.

Su Tang and Zhao Xiaobao gathered together and stood behind the team. They came here to learn swordsmanship. There were almost thirty people.

The teaching standing in the flat field is a middle-aged man, about forty years old, with a thin figure, a cold face, and sharp eyes.He glanced around and saw Su Tang and Zhao Xiaobao plugged in, and ignored it. 'S voice said: "Some of you have learned the last time, but some people still don't understand. Today, I will use the simplest way to tell you, what is sword intention, you, stand up" One finger.

A young man in his twenties strode forward and stood upright.

"What's your name?" The lesson asked slowly.

"My name is Dai Qi." The young man shouted.

"Come here, stand here." The lesson pointed to a wall.

The young man named Dai Qi strode over, then looked sideways at the teaching.

"Run your spiritual veins, use all your spiritual power, break it." The tutorial patted the wall.

The young man called Dai Qi pulled out his long sword from his waist. He released his spiritual power just now. He suddenly took a shot and learned to grasp his wrist.

"I let you break it with your fist." The teacher frowned.

"Teaching, but ... I practice sword tactics ..." The young man named Dai Qi murmured.

"Same." The teaching said lightly: "When you practice to a certain level, you will find that everything in the world can become a sword."

The young man who wore it had no choice but to insert the sword into the scabbard, then run the spiritual power, and punched with a punch

Bang ... In the dust, a hole appeared in the wall, and the fist he had worn had passed through the wall. The young man named Dai Qi showed his pride. His strength was not strong, and he practiced sword tactics. It was not easy to do this.

"Good job," the teacher said with a complimenting tone, and then pointed: "Stand over there again."

The young man called Dai Qi walked slowly to the place indicated by the teaching. There was also a wall there, but it was different from the wall just now. The wall just now was an earth wall composed of masonry and mud ash, and it seemed to be long. There is no repair, it looks very rundown, and that wall not only looks very heavy, but also clean and clean, and at the edge of the wall, there is a piece of iron.

"This wall is much stronger," the lesson said slowly. "The most tough gangue is used, and iron bars are bundled. You must release a force several times larger than before to succeed."

"Training, isn't it? Breaking this wall?" The young man named Dai was surprised, his eyes could not help glancing towards the wall, and the iron rods revealed there were almost as thick as children's arms. Way through.

"Yes." The teacher nodded.

"Isn't this intentionally embarrassing?" The young man named Dai Qi shouted, "It wouldn't be possible for me to break the wall without letting me use the magic weapon."

"It's just to deliberately help you, what about?" The teacher sneered: "Either, show me, or, get out of the Tibetan sword pavilion. From now on, I won't allow you to step into the Tibetan sword pavilion half a step"

"You ..." The young man named Dai Qi was flushed with rage: "Why? I didn't offend you. Why do you make such a trouble?"

"I only counted three, and then you can roll away." The instruction said firmly.

"Hehehe ... this guy is going to be unlucky." Zhao Xiaobao leaned into Su Tang's ear and whispered.

"How?" Su Tang asked.

"You will know after watching it for a while," Zhao Xiaobao said.

The young man named Dai Qi was uncertain and able to enter the Tibetan sword pavilion. The opportunity was rare. He was just ousted and would be excluded from the future. He could not accept this result.

I can't say it, I can only desperately

The young man named Dai Qi took a few steps back, took a long breath, urged the spirit pulse with all his strength, and his body exuded waves of spiritual force.

After brewing for almost a few breaths, the young man's eyes that had been put on had turned red, and then he suddenly roared and shot at the wall like an arrow, hitting it with a punch.

Bang ... There was a big dent in the bowl on the wall, and the young man wearing a scream screamed, staggering back, hugging his wrist, probably because of the rebound The muscles on his face twitched with pain.

"You failed." The teaching said lightly.

The young man's eyes were getting red and red, and he looked at the lesson fiercely and turned away.

"Wait a minute, I haven't let you go yet. Just a little joke just now." The teacher smiled: "You haven't understood what sword is meant, so if you leave the Tibetan sword pavilion in a gray way, would it hurt me reputation?"

The young man named Dai Qi didn't expect to die from death, he turned his head and stared blankly at the lesson

"The punch you just used seems to have exerted full strength, crazy enough, and impulsive enough, but in fact, it is much worse than your first punch." The lesson said slowly: "And, you are still injured, the injury is Because you have withstood the strength of the anti-shock, if you can successfully break it, there will be no problem at all. This is cowardly or irrational retribution. "

"Training, there is no way to break it without a magic weapon." The young man named Dai Qi bitterly smiled. Since the teaching was not malicious to him, he didn't really want to drive him away, his tone changed naturally.

"Why can't I break it?" The teacher smiled. "Because I said those words just now?" After the teacher walked slowly to the wall, he raised his hand and gently punched.

With a bang, a seemingly tough wall was blown into a big hole with fists.The young man wearing a pair of gaze looked at the wall, there was no iron bar at all, and it was not any gangue.It was the most common clay brick, and The wall just now is the same.

The young man named Dai did not know what to say, and the trainees who watched from behind also made an uproar and whispered to each other to discuss.

"Obviously the same wall, why did you just do a good job, but now you have failed?" The lesson said: "Because I told you, this wall is extremely tough and difficult to break, so you are also telling yourself, simply It is impossible to succeed. Such a you is a swordsman who has lost his sword intention. "