Chapter 23 Sarcasm, Surprise

The boy didn't wait for Fang Xu to reply and shouted to others, "Classmates, big news! Fang Xu said that he had some understanding of basic swordsmanship, so he did not practice the broken swordsmanship taught by Mr. Ning, but practiced basic swordsmanship. I am very curious about this. I hope he can share his experience with us. If you are interested, you might as well come and have a look!"

After saying that, this person looked at Fang Xu proudly: "Classmate Fang, please!"

Needless to say, another boy who doesn't like Fang Xu and is hostile to him.

"Hahahaha, didn't I hear it wrong? How can anyone feel something in basic swordsmanship?

"Then there must be something wrong with my ear, because I heard it too."

"Quick! I have never seen such a swordsmanship genius! Let's see it together!"

The students around suddenly stopped practicing, gathered over, and looked at Fang Xu with sarcasm.

"A grandstanding." Ouyang Mingjie looked at Fang Xu and immediately sneered.

"Hey, Lao Tu, is this boy funny?" Pei Li didn't eat crispy this time. After all, everyone in the martial arts arena only carried a sword and a crispy packaging bag. The target was still a little bigger, but he was still chewing something in his mouth and didn't stop.

is a kind of candy similar to chewing gum, which can freshen your breath. Of course, what attracts Pei Li most is that this candy has various flavors, not limited to the sweetness of sugar. Any food, as long as you want, has this taste.

Similarly, this kind of candy snack called gourmet candy is produced by Shiweitian Group.

"I don't know." Bai Litu shook his head: "But I don't think he is a reckless person. Maybe he really has some insights."

"Is there any mistake? That's basic swordsmanship! Who of us has never practiced basic swordsmanship? That thing is just the method of using the sword, but the professor's twelve main basic movements with the sword. To put it badly, that is, the posture of holding the sword. Can you still feel something? Is this teasing me?" Pei Li shook his head disapprovingly.

"What do you think of the death of money?" As soon as he turned around, he asked the night curtain standing alone not far away, dressed in black.

He ignored him at night, still holding a long sword and focusing on breaking swordsmanship one by one.

However, his swordsmanship is very different from others. This point is simply played to the extreme. No one can see his sword posture. Only the flashing sword light and cracking whistling in the air from time to time prove that he is indeed playing the sword.

The sharpness of breaking swordsmanship is also much weaker.

The swordsmanship at night is full of darkness and depth, and there is also a shocking horror killing.

This is a special spiritual momentum that has been sharpened by the bloody assassination when he is a member of the Free Hunter Reserve. Once launched, it is fatal and unpredictable.

"What a boring person." Seeing that the night ignored him, Pei Li curled his lips disdainfully and turned to look at Fang Xu.

"Are you free? Has the cultivation task of breaking the edge swordsmanship been completed? Ning Yufei saw so many people coming over without practicing swords, and her face suddenly sank slightly and said coldly.

Everyone's face was stiff.

Damn it, how can you forget that Mr. Ning hates others not to obey his orders and act without permission, especially if they don't practice seriously?

At this moment, everyone has a bad feeling in their hearts.

"It seems that you are energetic, and it is not enough to practice swordsmanship 50 times? Then a hundred times! Don't leave if you don't finish practicing. Sure enough, Ning Yufei said in a frenn.

There are only 24 types of swordsmanship. It may not take much time to practice it once, but Ning Yufei is very demanding. Each action should be standard and not wrong, and it should contain his own understanding of swordsmanship, which will take a lot of time.

All the students present will practice swordsmanship for at least five minutes, 50 times is 250 minutes, and more than four hours, accounting for almost half of the afternoon time.

This is good. It will double in an instant. I'm afraid it can't be completed without practicing until the bright and starry night.

"Mr. Ning, we are wrong. Don't do it a hundred times. It's too much. We can't finish practicing!"

"I can't eat dinner a hundred times. I'll go!"

"Mr. Ning, let's go back to practice swords. Let's go back. Don't do it a hundred times!"

Everyone suddenly howled and begged for mercy. They all looked at Ning Yufei. Even Pei Li, Bai Litu and Ouyang Mingjie heard this, their faces were slightly.

They practice broken swordsmanship just to obtain the examination qualification of Yanhuang University. With their swordsmanship, they have already reached the standard level 11 and exceeded many. They are all 14th level swordsmanship.

Among the people, there is only the night that has always been silent and lonely, indifferent, and still practicing as if no one was around.

"Then what are you still doing?" Ning Yufei's eyes were cold and sharp, cut from everyone's bodies, and suddenly made them fight together. They all quickly returned to their positions, clenched the alloy sword used for training, and began to practice breaking swords with one move.

However, many people have kept their eyes in mind, and the afterglow of their eyes is paying attention to Fang Xu, wanting to see him make a fool of himself.

Of course, Ning Yufei noticed this, but she didn't say anything more. As long as the students can train swordsmanship on time and in quantity, and the action standards meet the requirements, it doesn't matter if they are distracted.

And she also knows that in fact, all the students in the elite graduation class have already obtained the 11th level qualification certificate of swordsmanship, and there is no obstacle to signing up for Yanhuang University.

Now the college continues to train their swordsmanship, just to improve, and also to grow their foundation, hoping to help them make breakthroughs.

After all, these students are not from ordinary families. They have their own unique inheritance. Breaking swordsmanship will only be minors, and it is impossible to major.

But after all, broken swordsmanship is a swordsmanship founded by the saint. It has distinctive characteristics, simple and straightforwardness. Although it is easy to learn and difficult to master, once master it, it will be accessible, which is a huge improvement of overall strength.

Ning Yufei's teaching is not rigid. As long as the student meets her requirements, it is not impossible to open one eye and close the other.

This is also the reason why she is cold and strict, but her popularity among students is still very high, and she is very popular with students.

Ning Yufei looked at Fang Xu. Although she did not say anything, the meaning revealed in her cold eyes was particularly clear.

If you don't mind, show your feelings!

Fang Xu did not say anything, but nodded slightly. The alloy sword in his hand trembled slightly and made a faint sword sound.

Keng!

The slightly unreachable voice was clear and bright, ethereal and far away. In an instant, it almost spread all over the whole martial arts arena. Suddenly, everyone was slightly stunned, waved their swords together, and turned to look at Fang Xu.

What a wonderful sword control ability!

A trace of surprise and vague admiration flashed in Ning Yufei's eyes, and his expression became slightly serious.

This boy doesn't seem to be that simple.

Originally, Xu's view of the other party was a little bad, but at this moment, when he saw his exquisite sword control ability, his view suddenly changed a lot.

Jianming, in fact, many people can do this, and there is no difficulty. To put it bluntly, it is to shake the sword body and shake the sound of the air.

But the effect of this simple action can show the understanding and control ability of the sword in the swordsman's opponent.

The sound of the sword is weak and clearer and brighter, even ethereal and far away, and the sound spreads hundreds of meters. This is absolutely not what ordinary people can do. It is necessary to have a great understanding of the sword, grasp the structure and nature of every inch of the long sword, and the method of controlling the sword must also be very clever.

Fang Xu held it in his hand, but it was equipped with a very ordinary training alloy sword in the martial arts arena, and it was the first time he picked up this sword and was able to shake out such a unique sword sound.

The ability to control the sword can be seen.

Strong sword control often means that you have a great understanding of the nature of the sword and can maximize the advantages and power of a sword.

Fang Xu has another idea in his mind.

In the Qiongwu College, he will spend five months studying under Ning Yufei, so it is inevitable that everything he does in the college will be exposed to Ning Yufei's eyes.

However, he has his own plan for practice. The set in the college is not suitable for him and will only waste time.

Then, it is also necessary to show the ability.

Ning Yufei can't be despised.

As long as she shows enough ability, she will not interfere too much in her practice.

Considering this, Fang Xu no longer hesitated. The alloy sword in his hand moved to the left side of his body and immediately closed to his chest.

Pull the sword?

Ning Yufei was stunned and immediately recognized that the action made by Fang Xu was a sword style of drawing swordsmanship. The purpose was to condense the spirit and the long sword, and at the same time adjust his mood, focus on the sword, and accumulate strength for the next sword.

As soon as Fang Xu drew his sword, Ningfei had to admit that in her more than 20 years of life experience, no one could use the sword drawing with such charm at Fang Xu's age.

It seems that a dead lava volcano is recovering, and it is like a sleeping ancient beast being awakened.

Fang Xu has not made any further action, and an invisible and powerful momentum has covered dozens of meters of space.

"This, this momentum?!" I don't know when the students who secretly paid attention to this side and were practicing swords had stopped their movements, looked at Fang Xu's side, felt this condensed momentum, and suddenly showed surprise.

"It's so powerful that I can't breathe!"

"What on earth is this boy's cultivation?"

At this time, if they still suspect that Fang Xu has broken through the bone forging realm and become a force, they are really idiots.

Such a powerful momentum, even a few talented students in the class have rarely seen it.

It's a sword!

Ning Yufei's eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed deep in her eyes.

Basic swordsmanship, how can it also derive sword momentum?

No, it's not.

This is not the swordsmanship of basic swordsmanship, but he uses his own swordsmanship to destroy basic swordsmanship, but how can he be so harmonious? It's simply the same source, like an arm and a finger, without any stagnation!

Ning Yufei frowned deeply, and her eyes were more doubtful.

At this moment, Fang Xu drew his sword to the end, his wrist exerted force, and the long sword suddenly stabbed flat.

A sword without fancy and no skill is a plain straight stab.

But the momentum was shocking.

Smile!

It seemed that the tough kraft paper was suddenly torn, and there was a harsh sound from the air.

Facing Fang Xu's long sword, the air suddenly cracked like substance, and a circle of ripple-like translucent ripples on the lake rippled around, colliding and squeezed each other, forming a cloud-like wave.

Above the long sword, a bright light suddenly bloomed, like a light sword suddenly appeared, condensed like substance, brilliant.