I Studied Beheading in a Mental Institution.

The military defense officers stationed around the warehouse were taken aback when they saw Zhou Ping rushing out of it, and then quickly rushed to the middle of the road to try to stop him, but Zhou Ping's figure seemed to turn into nothingness, and several figures appeared in an instant. [-] meters.

"Master Juggernaut..." The officer stared blankly at this scene, recovered after a while, and immediately dialed a number.

Ding Ding Ding-!

The ringtone rang from Zhou Ping's pocket, he paused, and after hesitating for a long time, he still reached out and took out the phone.

"...Hello?" Zhou Ping whispered.

"Zhou Ping..." On the other end of the phone, Ye Fan's helpless voice sounded, mixed with the sound of running water and the sound of plates colliding, it sounded very noisy, "Didn't we agree? I'll wash the dishes for you , you came to train Lin Qiye and the others, why are you running away now?"

"You know, I don't know how to get along with others at all... let alone be a teacher." Zhou Ping sighed, "You can find someone to teach them, I'd better go back and wash the dishes..."

"Zhou Ping." Ye Fanyu persuaded earnestly, "People always have to socialize. Your swordsmanship is indeed the best in the world, but your mentality is too bad. This is your only weakness. You can't break through yourself for a day. , just can't break through that layer of shackles for a day, and climb to the realm that no one has ever reached.

This time I asked you to be their teacher, not only for you to teach those little bastards, but also for you to learn something from them...

The situation in Daxia is too dangerous now, we urgently need a pillar that can support the whole Daxia, Lu Wuwei’s state is still a little bit worse, I am full of miscellaneous things, I have no time to pursue that state, and I am still in retreat, Master is good at defending but not good at attacking.

So, Zhou Ping, you are the most promising person among us..."

Zhou Ping fell silent.

He stood there for a long time before slowly opening his mouth: "Then I...try again?"

"Well." Ye Fan finally breathed a sigh of relief, "If they bully you, you can tell me directly, and see if I don't drill them to death..."

"..."

Zhou Ping hung up the phone silently, heaved a long sigh, struggled for a long time, dragged his suitcase and went back to the warehouse.

As soon as he reached the door of the warehouse, Zhou Ping was shocked.

I saw Lin Qiye and others sitting at the door of the warehouse, looking up at him in unison, with extremely strange expressions.

Then Baili Pangpang turned his head and said something in the ears of the other people. Everyone nodded and walked towards other places as if nothing had happened, as if they hadn't seen Zhou Ping at all.

Zhou Ping gritted his teeth, dragged his suitcase and returned to the warehouse. At this moment, Lin Qiye's voice suddenly sounded.

"Senior Sword Saint."

Zhou Ping had a meal.

"When you're done with your work, remember to come out and have lunch together?" Lin Qiye said seriously, "Today I tried to make fried tomatoes with tomatoes, please help me taste it and see how it compares to Uncle San."

Zhou Ping turned around in a daze, saw the smile on Lin Qiye's face, and nodded after a moment of silence.

"it is good."

After half an hour.

The six put down the chopsticks in their hands and couldn't help belching.

During this period, Lin Qiye and the others tactfully did not mention the matter of Zhou Ping dragging his luggage out just now, but naturally changed the topic to the several battles he had experienced before, and asked Zhou Ping's opinion while discussing, and the latter I will also say a few words briefly and keep interacting.

"After dinner, let's start training in the afternoon." Zhou Ping looked at the time and said.

He moved out a new cardboard box from the room, placed it in front of everyone, took out a stack of more than 30 pages of bound documents, and handed it to Lin Qiye.

"This is..." Lin Qiye froze in place as he turned the first page.

All text here is handwritten.

Although these words are not very good-looking, they are very neat and neat, and it is very comfortable for people to read. There are about 400 words on each page, covering a full [-] pages.

"Analysis of actual combat yesterday." Zhou Ping replied, "After fighting with you yesterday, I went back and analyzed each of you's fighting styles, strengths and weaknesses, and summarized them into an analysis report, but I don't know how to use a computer, so I can only write it by hand. Some words may not be very clear..."

Lin Qiye opened his mouth slightly. He touched the thick stack of paper in his hand and couldn't help but ask, "You... wrote so much?"

"It's just yours."

Zhou Ping bent down and took out four thicker documents from the cardboard box, and handed them to other people respectively. The average number of pages was about 36 pages.

Looking at the thick handwritten document in their hands, everyone froze in place.

Chapter 462 Training Plan

More than 400 words per page, 36 pages per copy, a total of five copies... That's more than 7 words!

Still handwritten.

How did he do that……

Lin Qiye finally understood what Zhou Ping, who disappeared after the actual combat training yesterday, was doing.

Lin Qiye carefully read the document in his hand, which analyzed his combat mode in detail, and gave comments with different colored symbols.

"...When fighting, you have a clear mind and know how to use your various abilities to put pressure on the opponent. The coordination between moves is clever, but in some cases there are misjudgments, and the moves are too cumbersome and lose their offensiveness."

"...The sword technique is above average, the speed of the sword is fast enough, but the connection of several changes is not smooth enough, such as the third sword..."

"...Double-handed swordsmanship is more flexible and changeable than single-handed swordsmanship, and it works wonders with Forbidden Ruins, but there are still some optimization plans for the trajectory of the transposition..."

"..."

It took Lin Qiye half an hour to finish reading this thick stack of analysis reports. Some of the problems raised in this report were things he had already noticed but had no optimization ideas, and some problems were things he hadn’t even thought about before. Details not noticed.

After reading this report, Lin Qiye suddenly felt that there was still a huge problem with his fighting style.

"According to your different situations and the forbidden items in your respective hands, I have formulated a training plan for each of you." Zhou Ping took out a few more sheets of paper from the cardboard box and distributed them to everyone.

Lin Qiye took over his own training plan and read it carefully.

"The training is divided into three parts in total. 'Mental power training' is the training that everyone participates in. The second part is based on the different characteristics of each of you, formulating different training methods. As for the third part, when the time comes, you will understood."

The training plan in Lin Qiye's hands mainly talks about the second part of the training method that belongs to him alone. His eyes swept over it, and his expression suddenly became bright.

"Practice with Jialan who is holding [Tianque]?" Lin Qiye looked at Zhou Ping blankly, and the latter just nodded silently.

"Your abilities are too complicated, and the cooperation between them is not perfect enough. Although there is no problem in fighting now, it will be a bit difficult when you reach a high level. In addition, you just got [Zhanbai], you need to A lot of actual combat comes to hone in on the knife, and among these people, only Jia Lan can be your opponent." Zhou Ping explained.

Lin Qiye was thoughtful.

"Why is my training content...to enter the black king state and play tic-tac-toe?" Cao Yuan asked in disbelief.

"After you enter the state of the black king, you have very strong combat power, but you are fighting purely with the instinct of the black king, so the moves are very primitive. The most important thing for you is to keep your consciousness as clear as possible while in the state of the black king. Tic-tac-toe is relatively simple, and to a certain extent, it can induce the consciousness of your main body to wake up, fight against the consciousness of the black king, and compete for body sovereignty."

"Then why is my training mission to play tic-tac-toe with the crazy Cao Yuan?!" Baili Pangpang's eyes widened, "I don't seem to need to fight myself?"

"Your problem is the same as Lin Qiye's. There are too many forbidden items, which requires a lot of actual combat." Zhou Ping said calmly, "It takes time for Cao Yuan to control the black king. When he loses control, he needs someone to attract the black king's attention." , so that his main body consciousness can have a chance to recover, so making the two of you rivals is the best way."

"So, when Cao Yuan can control it, I will play chess with him, and when he loses control, I will play him as a sandbag?"

"That's what it means."

An Qingyu's eyes lit up when he saw his training plan.

Zhou Ping continued: "An Qingyu, the way you become stronger is very simple, as long as you dissect enough 'mysterious' corpses, you have unlimited possibilities, so your training task is only one...dissect.

I will get the materials for dissection for you, so you don't have to worry about that. "

After Zhou Ping arranged everyone's training plan, he dragged the cardboard box away, looked at the time, and said, "You can start training according to the above plan."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left the open space, walked into his room, and closed the door with a bang.

Lin Qiye and five people looked at each other in the open space.

"Since the senior Juggernaut has arranged this way, let's start." Lin Qiye turned to look at Jialan.

Jia Lan hummed, took the [Tianque] spear out of the case, and was about to make a move when Baili Fatty suddenly made a sound.

"Wait!" The corner of Baili Fatty's mouth twitched slightly, "Sister Jialan, you two should fight outside, or else [Tianque] will stab twice, and this warehouse will collapse."

Lin Qiye nodded, "Pangpang makes sense, let's find a place where no one is around and train alone."

Hearing the word "individual training", Jialan was startled, then seemed to think of something, her cheeks were slightly red, she lowered her head and obediently followed Lin Qiye out.

When the two left, An Qingyu also found a room and started to build his own laboratory, only Baili Pangpang and Cao Yuan were left in the open space.

Baili Pangpang drew a giant tic-tac-toe grid on the ground with a fun ÷ cabinet, then picked up two branches from the outside, and threw one of them to Cao Yuan. The two sat on the ground next to the tic-tac-toe grid, deeply Take a breath.

"Then I will draw my sword..." Cao Yuan said slowly.

"Okay..." Baili Pangpang asked a little worriedly, "You should be able to control it, right?"

"I try my best."

Cao Yuan put his hand on the hilt of the saber, closed his eyes, and pulled out half an inch of the blade!

Turbulent evil flames surged on the surface of Cao Yuan's body, those scarlet eyes slowly opened, and the terrifying coercion suppressed Baili Pangpang's body. The latter swallowed, and tentatively said:

"Old Cao...then, shall I take the first step?"

Baili Pangpang drew a circle at the corner of the grid with a branch.

"It's your turn." Baili Pangpang looked at the madman Cao Yuan.

Crazy Cao Yuan didn't even look at the tic-tac-toe grid on the ground, but stared straight at Baili Pangpang, tilting his head slightly.

"Uh... I think you can draw a picture here..." Baili Pangpang's brow was dripping with cold sweat, and he stretched out his hand, trying to guide the madman Cao Yuan on what to do next.

Snapped--!

A crisp sound came out.

The branch in the crazy Cao Yuan's hand had already been broken. Holding the knife, he looked at Baili Pangpang with a dangerous grin on the corner of his mouth.

"Hey hey hey hey..."

"..."

Baili Pangpang's face turned pale.

The next moment, an earth-shattering roar mixed with a dark black glow sounded from the open space of the warehouse.

Chapter 463

outside the warehouse.

Lin Qiye and Jialan stood in a spacious open space, their eyes facing each other.