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When Chu Yiming walked into the sword hall, he was greeted by a wave of sultry air mixed with various strange smells.

There is the smell of fermented sweat, and the smell of perfume sprayed on by some girl.

The people inside were shaking, and Chu Yiming felt as if he was in a lively vegetable market.

The staff responsible for guiding the newcomers took Chu Yiming to familiarize themselves with the venue.

"This is the equipment area, this is the training room, this is the testing area, that one is the shower room, next to him are the cafeteria, convenience store, clothing store..."

The staff were familiar with the road and introduced them to Chu Yiming one by one.

Chu Yiming was puzzled.

"Isn't this a sword gym? Why is it like a shopping mall..."

The staff seemed to be accustomed to this question, and spoke lightly.

"Make money, it's not shabby."

Chu Yiming nodded, feeling that what he said made sense.

Then he pointed to the innermost blue wooden door and asked.

"What's in there?"

The staff took him around and introduced him to every new place, but they only missed the door he pointed to.

"That, that's the inner hall."

"That place is said to be allowed to enter only when the swordsmanship has reached a level called micro."

"I thought that you might not be able to get in, so I didn't introduce it."

"Okay, I'm done with the introduction, and you can do the rest freely."

"By the way, there are free lessons every morning, afternoon, and evening in the sword gym. You should remember to attend. If you miss it, no one will make up for you."

"This is your first time here, and you can go to the practice room to get a set of basic sword skills."

After Chu Yiming bid farewell to the staff, he started his own exploration journey.

Many of the places introduced are in closed rooms, and I haven't gone deep into it yet.

First go to the practice room to learn basic swordsmanship.

There is a very awkward situation for him now.

He doesn't have any foundation in learning swords, but he has mastered extremely powerful sword moves.

It's okay to face people below the platinum level, just crush them head-on.

But above that, as long as he dodges a few flying slashes, he will be powerless to parry.

If Hei Jiu was still conscious at that time, he would have chosen to use his previous fighting style to fight against himself.

The one who dies in the end must be himself.

The difference in fighting skills between the two is too far.

When he walked to the door of the practice room, he suddenly paused.

I didn't expect to meet this kid here.

in the room.

Zhu Xiao stood proudly in front of an iron man.

"Chu Yiming, today is your death day!"

He pointed at the iron man, and suddenly his eyes burst out with strong hatred.

Withdrew two steps, bowed slightly, and sprinted forward.

At the same time, the sword in his hand was swung out at the same time.

The sound of miso miso came from Iron Man.

Sparks visible to the naked eye erupted from the place where the blade touched the Iron Man.

Accept the move and stand still.

Zhu Xiao let out a long breath, looking at the white marks on Iron Man's body with a satisfied expression.

All he used was a wooden sword.

"Brother Xiao, bull beep!"

Several people on the side applauded and cheered for him at the same time.

"As expected of the most talented person in our sword hall in the past ten years!"

"After only one year of training, I have reached the level of subtlety. I am afraid that the prototype of the sword will have already been formed just now."

Zhu Xiao smiled confidently.

"calm down."

"There are no geniuses in this world. I just spend the time that others spend drinking coffee on practicing swords."

"As for the prototype of the sword intent, it's still very early."

Hearing this, the people next to him immediately stared at Zhu Xiao with admiration.

"As expected of Brother Xiao, Beep is really good at pretending!"

At this time, a young man who looked a little dazed beside him said in doubt.

"Brother Xiao, I have a question. Who is Chu Yiming? Why do you have to call his name every time you practice?"

As his words fell, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became silent, and Zhu Xiao's face became distorted and hideous.

He spoke hoarsely.

"It's my enemy."

The dazed young man seemed a little shocked.

"Even such a powerful Brother Xiao, do you have any enemies?"

Zhu Xiao is already the most powerful person he can come into contact with, with a powerful awakening talent, coupled with an unparalleled swordsmanship talent.

It was hard to imagine what it would be like to be his opponent.

Zhu Xiao's expression returned to calm again.

"Just a clown."

"Ha ha."

An extremely familiar voice from Zhu Xiao came from behind.

He only felt that his scalp was numb, and goose bumps all over his body unconsciously swelled up.

"Brother Xiao, be careful!"

The few people on the side spoke anxiously.

Immediately after their horrified eyes, a foot kicked Zhu Xiao's ass fiercely.

Zhu Xiao gnawed on the mud like a dog, and fell to the ground on all fours.

Then he turned his head nervously little by little.

"Why are you here?"

His little heart was pounding. Could it be that Chu Yiming heard everything he said just now.

"Am I a clown?"

Chu Yiming's joking voice came.

Zhu Xiao really broke his mouth.

"Sorry, I was wrong."

Chu Yiming: ...

He is so proficient, he really can't fix himself.

Chu Yiming thought that Zhu Xiao would at least be a little tougher after awakening.

The apology was so straightforward, it would be a bit difficult to deal with him again.

At this moment, Zhu Xiao felt extremely bitter in his heart.

With great difficulty, he found a few more younger brothers, and established himself as a powerful and mighty persona in their hearts.

The riding horse collapsed again.

Not daring to look at the unbelievably shocked eyes of the younger brothers, Zhu Xiao could only lower his head and stare at the floor.

"Okay, get up."

"You are lucky today, I just need someone to tell me about the situation of this sword hall."

"What's going on in the inner hall?"

Zhu Xiao stood up slowly.

He was used to it long ago, but he didn't feel too embarrassed.

"This has to start with the structure of the sword hall."

"The disciples of the sword hall are divided into two categories, one is the ordinary disciples who can enter by paying money, and the other is the core members who have reached the subtle level of kendo."

"Only the core members have the qualifications to enter the inner hall, so that they can learn the true inheritance of Fengming Sword Hall."

Chu Yiming asked.

"That is to say, the subtlety is the indicator to distinguish the two kinds of disciples?"

"Correct."

"Then what is subtlety?"

Zhu Xiao sneered in his heart.

There are also things you Chu Xueba don't know.

But his expression didn't change.

Zhu Xiao walked to the table in the corner of the room and picked up a grape from the fruit plate.

He tossed the grapes high.

Then he quickly drew his sword and stabbed a few times in a seemingly random manner.

Stretching out his left hand, a grape whose skin had been peeled off and the flesh was intact fell into the palm of his hand.

A faint domineering look appeared on Zhu Xiao's face again.

"It's nuanced."