Master, the way she looks at me is not right

Like Ning Qingxue, she replaced the high-grade fairy weapon in her hand with a wooden sword.

"It's time to start.

Get ready, the division is about to attack. "

Seeing that Ling Qingchen had changed the sword, Ning Qingxue nodded slightly and said.

Ling Qingchen: "???"

Didn't you want to teach me swordsmanship?

This... shouldn't make me attack first.

Then you use my attack to see my swordsmanship, where is the difference, and what needs to be improved?

What the hell are you attacking first?

Sure enough, you are in a bad mood today, do you want to use the name of sparring to beat me hard to vent your anger?

"Master, this disciple lost."

Ling Qingchen hastily admitted defeat.

If you don't admit defeat, you will be beaten.

Ning Qingxue, that is a peerless genius who is famous in the sect as being invincible at the same level, and even able to challenge a big realm.

In the novel, they are all proper protagonist templates.

What did Ling Qingchen use to fight Ning Qingxue?

Ning Qingxue: "???"

"Have you lost yet?

Then tell me, where did you lose? "

Ning Qingxue looked at Ling Qingchen with a puzzled expression and asked.

Is this an admission of defeat?Isn't this too cowardly?

"Tu'er has lost everywhere."

Ling Qingchen said with a dejected face.

Ning Qingxue: "???"

"Don't admit defeat.

Here we are today, there is no winning or losing in the traditional sense.

There is only a friendly exchange of ideas that can improve each other's strength and is full of friendship between master and apprentice. "

Ning Qingxue waved her hands resolutely.

Want to throw in the towel and escape a beating?

nonexistent!

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"I'm afraid that if I accidentally use too much force, I will hurt you, Master.

Or, Master, let's talk about the moves with our mouths and compare them in the void, right? "

After thinking for a moment, Ling Qingchen asked.

As a modern person who traveled through time, Ling Qingchen hadn't suffered much from being beaten.

In particular, after being beaten, it is not yet possible to call the police like modern times.

Then rely on private reconciliation to get a generous medical fee.

During the hospitalization period, go to the car home to look at the car and see what car to buy.

If Ling Qingchen was to be beaten for no benefit, Ling Qingchen was absolutely unwilling.

Ning Qingxue: "???"

Talking about moves?Void sparring?

Can you think of this method?

Ning Qingxue began to be a little curious about how Ling Qingchen's brain grew.

Why do you always have these weird thoughts?

"If you can be hurt today as a teacher.

For the name of the teacher, I will read it backwards directly in the future. "

Ning Qingxue sneered a few times and said.

In this world, the person who can hurt her, Ning Qingxue, has not yet been born!

After debuting for so many years, Ning Qingxue has never been injured.

They all won with a crushing attitude.

"Xue Qingning? This name, it seems...is quite nice too?"

Ling Qingchen muttered softly.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

[12.Chapter 12 Heaven was not born to me, Ling Qingchen, the way of the sword is like a long night!]

"Look at the sword."

Accompanied by a light shout, the wooden sword in Ning Qingxue's hand transformed into shadows of swords.

Floating in the air, ready to go.

"Fuck? Wan Jian returns to the sect?

Master, how to use this trick?Quickly teach disciples. "

Seeing the shadows of swords floating, Ling Qingchen couldn't help showing a hint of shock in his eyes.

This is the spell he wants to learn!

Gorgeous and handsome.

As for power, it doesn't matter.

On weekdays, Ling Qingchen didn't leave the gate, and he didn't walk through the second gate.

Just walking around in the sect, what danger can there be?

Ning Qingxue: "..."

Can you be more serious?It's a sparring!

"Winning is the teacher, and the teacher will teach you."

Ning Qingxue said softly.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

"Then Master, be careful."

Ling Qingchen's face suddenly swept away the foolish look just now.

His eyes were full of seriousness.

The ten thousand swords that Ning Qingxue used were of extraordinary power.

The shadows of swords suspended in the air, the power is evenly distributed, and all the swords are real swords.

If one wanted to break through Ning Qingxue's move, the only way to capture the thief was to capture the king first, starting with Ning Qingxue.

"Ling Qingchen was not born to me, the way of the sword is like a long night, come with the sword!"

Ling Qingchen exclaimed in a very pretentious manner.

Accompanied by Ling Qingchen's shout, the wooden sword in his hand soared into the sky as if through a psychic.

Above Ling Qingchen's head, it began to hover.

"cut."

Ling Qingchen reached out and pointed at the void.

The long sword hovering in the air suddenly turned into a white light, cut through the void, and flew towards Ning Qingxue's direction.

Forceful, Laman!

"call out."

With a sound of piercing through the air, Ling Qingchen's wooden sword was knocked to the ground by Ning Qingxue.

It's like a dead dog that can't get up again.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

This……

"Hey, that master, I made a mistake, can you throw the sword back to me and let me do it again?"

Ling Qingchen looked at the sword lying on the ground and said with a sneer.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

Fortunately, you met me!

If he met someone else, wouldn't his life be lost?

"cannot.

Now we are opponents.

Have you ever seen, who fights, throws back the weapon that was knocked down to you, and asks you to do it again? "

Ning Qingxue shook her head firmly and said.

Ling Qingchen: "..."

Then you still call it a friendly exchange?

This is not friendly anymore?

If it was a life-and-death struggle at this moment, Ling Qingchen would not be such a trifling matter.

But just now Ning Qingxue said clearly, is this a friendly exchange?

"Then... well.

The sky did not give birth to me, Ling Qingchen, the way of the sword is like a long night, and the sword comes. "

Accompanied by Ling Qingchen's soft cry.

A brand new wooden sword was taken out by Ling Qingchen from the storage ring, and held in his hand again.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

You are really shameless!

"My sword summoning technique, is it alright? Master!"

Ling Qingchen asked with a sneer.

Ning Qingxue: "..."

Still calling the sword technique?

You can really put gold on your face!

Isn't it just a new sword from the storage ring?

"As a teacher, I have given you a chance.

It's what you didn't grasp and cherish.

Next, be blessed! "

Ning Qingxue said with a cold face.