Super Dimensional Martial Immortal

   Chapter 23 This **** charm

   Dare to close his eyes, Zhao Yinshun just held the long sword and waited until the next morning!

   giggling~~

  The sound of roosters crowing came into his ears, the sun shone through the windows, and the sound of people rustling from the street in the distance, Zhao Yinshun's tense nerves finally relaxed.

   After changing his clothes, he walked to the vermilion gate with his long sword in his arms, and quietly observed through the crack of the door again.

  There are already pedestrians in twos and threes on the street outside, and the shops along the road are also preparing to open.

   Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yinshun pushed out the door swiftly and went straight to the martial arts institute.

   Now, only the instructors of the martial arts academy who possess extraordinary power can give him a sense of security, and other mortals are nothing but a pile of blood in front of that terrifying monster!

  …………

   "What? Are there monsters in the city?"

   Qin Yushi's eyes narrowed and he turned to look at his disciple.

   "Uncle Yu, go to the yamen and ask them to take someone to investigate carefully in the direction Xiaoshun said."

   "Yes, Master."

   He Yubo bowed his hands solemnly, turned his head and whistled away with a gust of wind.

   Turning his head, Qin Yushi looked at Zhao Yinshun who was standing with his sword in his hand, pondered for a moment, and tapped lightly on the table with his five fingers rhythmically.

   "Xiao Shun, why don't you live in the Martial Arts Academy during this time, and go back after the danger subsides?"

   "Yes, Dean."

   Without much thought, Zhao Yinshun accepted it like a flow.

   Originally, he thought that his strength was enough to cope with a person's life, but he underestimated the danger of this world.

   At least before he truly awakens and masters extraordinary power, he needs shelter!

   "Well, I will ask Yubo to accompany you to pack your things later. You don't have to take this matter to heart, focus on your cultivation, and it will be different when you wake up..."

   paused, Qin Yushi seemed to have thought of something, and the conversation changed.

   "Of course, you don't have to worry, you can meditate with peace of mind, and you must lay a solid foundation! This determines how far you can go in the future..."

   "Yes, Dean, I will definitely live up to your expectations."

   Zhao Yinshun nodded solemnly.

   "Okay, let's go to class, don't let this disturb your normal rhythm, the spirit of a martial artist is very important, and you must not yield or be chaotic."

   rubbed Zhao Yinshun's head, Qin Yushi said earnestly.

   A faint warmth surged in his chest, Zhao Yinshun bowed his head and retired if he realized something.

   Heart, unyielding, and undisturbed.

   Back in the front yard, Zhao Yinshun chewed a few key words carefully, always feeling that he had caught something.

   But after thinking about it for a long time and found nothing, he couldn't help but turn his attention to his attribute panel.

  【The Secret Record of Zhenwu】: LV.31

  【Basic Swordsmanship】: LV.30 (Bottleneck)

  【Eagle Claw Skill】: LV.30 (Bottleneck)

   Originally, he planned to cultivate [True Martial Secret Record] with peace of mind, and he first piled up his own attributes.

   But after experiencing the powerlessness last night, he felt that he had better have some force in his hands.

  In this way, even if he dies, he can die with dignity...

   You can't encounter monsters, he really went up to a sliding shovel, right?

   Nodding his eyebrows, Zhao Yinshun erased the absurd and funny picture from his mind, and his eyes flowed between the three exercises.

  [Basic Swordsmanship] and [Eagle Claw Technique] are far less difficult than [Zhenwu Milu]. With the recovery speed of the **** attribute, they can break through the bottleneck in a few days at most, and it won't waste much time.

   Besides, according to the experience of [True Martial Secret Record], it is estimated that there will be some kind of qualitative change after the breakthrough of the big realm.

  Even if it is a superficial physical technique, it should be able to increase some lethality.

   had a scruple in his heart, Zhao Yinshun came to the dojo with his sword in hand, and several of Jiang Ailun's former dog-legs saw him as if they saw a ghost, and quickly hid aside.

   In the past few days, they have fully experienced Zhao Yinshun's carefulness.

   In the name of sparring, everyone was beaten up by him.

   But Zhao Yinshun didn't hold on to them either, after all, these **** are far less iron-clad than Jiang Ailun.

  Once you get soft and you lie flat, Zhao Yinshun can't care about it anymore.

   "Brother Zhao, you are here."

   The smiling pretty face suddenly came to him, and he already understood that this was a change caused by his own charm. Zhao Yinshun's expression softened and he nodded indifferently.

   "Morning, Senior Sister Jiang."

   After he finished speaking, he bypassed Jiang He and walked straight towards the dojo.

   "Junior Brother Zhao hasn't had breakfast yet? Try our steamed buns."

   Zhao Yinshun took a step, looked at the steaming meat bun in front of him, and slowly narrowed his eyes.

  Boys must protect themselves when they go out, and cannot give these strange sisters a chance!

   Just a few buns trying to buy me? Doing it during the day... Damn it, it's so delicious...

   A few minutes later, after eating the big meat bun fed by Jiang He, Zhao Yinshun's complexion was slightly warmer, and he nodded and thanked her.

   "Thank you, Sister Jiang."

  Although this strange sister sometimes has a creepy smile, her buns are still delicious!

  As the daughter of the largest wealthy businessman in Hon Hai City, the blood food provided to her is not as powerful as President Qin's python meat, but it is far more than the food sold by ordinary restaurants.

   After eating for a while, Zhao Yinshun felt warm in his stomach, and even his spirit was lifted.

"Is it tasty?"

   Jiang He smiled and looked at him, as if looking at some cute little animal.

"good to eat."

   Zhao Yinshun nodded honestly, smacking his lips as if he didn't know what to do.

   "Ahhh, so cute~~"

Excited and depressed screams came from   , and a group of senior sisters couldn't help swarming around.

   "Brother Zhao, I have the cakes from [Su Xiangge], and I'll give them to you too."

   "I have dumplings here."

   "I have Tessie dessert."

  …

   After a while, Zhao Yinshun had a lot of things in his arms. He looked around at the brothers and sisters who surrounded him with shining eyes, and forced a smile.

   This **** charm!

   On the other side, the male classmate looked at Zhao Yinshun "submerged" in the flowers, and couldn't help showing envious eyes.

   But they all understand that they can't compare to this proud man in terms of strength or appearance, and they don't have much jealousy in their hearts.

  After all, jealousy can only arise between two parties who are close to each other. When one of them is far away like an unreachable star in the sky, people will only look forward to it.

   After eating the snacks fed by the sisters, Zhao Yinshun rushed out of the flowers with difficulty, and replaced the actual combat sword in his hand with a training sword that had not been opened.

   After hesitating for a moment, he found Jiang He, who was discussing the recipe for feeding tomorrow with his girlfriend, and sent her a request for discussion.

   "Junior Brother Zhao, why did you think of asking me to learn from you?"

   In the envious eyes of their girlfriends, Jiang He and Zhao Yinshun came to the ring and stood opposite each other with swords.

   "In the Martial Arts Academy, when it comes to the cultivation of swordsmanship, no one can stand on the right side of Senior Sister Jiang. Please give more advice from Senior Sister."

   "Hahaha, Junior Brother Zhao is really insightful, but my family hired a Shushan teacher..."

   (end of this chapter)