This Is Just The College Entrance Examination, What The Hell Is The Sword Fairy In White?

Outside the cell.

When Li Xiangong heard this, he turned to look at Gu Qingyun.

The two looked at each other in the darkness, and the old man in black thought for a while.

"help you with what?"

Liu Qingshan's attitude towards Gu Qingyun was a little ambiguous, and he was a little undecided.

But after following Liu Qingshan for so many years, Li Xiangong could probably understand what he was thinking.

Probably, he wanted to use Gu Qingyun as a chess piece.

Gu Qingyun said without hesitation.

"Secretary Li, I want a sword. It doesn't need to be a sword, just an ordinary sword."

He is not too panicked about his current situation.

Anna will protect him no matter what.

Even if Anna is not saved, the city lord Liu Qingshan will definitely come to the rescue.

This can be seen from the fact that he can still successfully kill Zhou Jun in front of the opponent.

Liu Qingshan is a powerful martial artist. If he wanted to stop Gu Qingyun, he would not be able to successfully kill Zhou Jun.

Therefore, Liu Qingshan's attitude is worth pondering.

The most important thing is that Liu Qingshan is also from Cangyun Martial Arts School and is Liu Hanyun's father.

And if we count from this aspect, Jinghong is also from Cangyun Martial Arts School.

When Ling Yuan and Liu Hanyun both learn swordsmanship from him, one of them will always save him.

Of course, if you don't save it, then you should save yourself.

Now asking the old man in black for a sword is a way to save yourself.

Outside the cell, Li Xiangong thought for a moment.

He didn't know what Gu Qingyun wanted the sword to do.

An ordinary sword could not withstand Gu Qingyun's surging energy and blood.

So, what can he do?

Li Xiangong thought for a while, looked at Gu Qingyun and said.

"Hold on."

He took a few steps and called Liu Qingshan.

The call was quickly connected, and Liu Qingshan's angry voice came.

"What's wrong?"

Li Xiangong first told the story that Gu Qingyun was safe and sound in the detention center.

"Well, I understand, you should protect him there."

Li Xiangong nodded and conveyed Gu Qingyun's request to Liu Qingshan.

"Sword? What does he need a sword for?"

Li Xiangong shook his head: "City Lord, I don't know either, but he only wants an ordinary long sword, so he probably wants to practice swordsmanship?"

Liu Qingshan on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment and agreed.

"Find him one, and remember to protect him."

Li Xiangong said "hmm" and hung up the phone.

Not long after, he came over with an ordinary alloy sword and handed it to Gu Qingyun in the cell.

"Little friend, this is what you want."

Gu Qingyun took the sword and thanked him.

"Thank you, Secretary Li."

The old man in black nodded gently and stood outside the cell watching Gu Qingyun's next actions.

As he watched, Gu Qingyun really picked up the ordinary alloy sword, turned around and slashed into the air.

He acted as if no one was watching, as if he didn't care.

brush!

In the silent cell, Gu Qingyun lowered his sword, and the system notification sounded simultaneously in his head.

【Ding! Congratulations to the master for swinging the sword three thousand and one times, with +1 sword perception, +1 Qi and blood, +1 proficiency in Sword Kaitianmen, and +100 proficiency in Cangyun Sword! 】

Gu Qingyun paused his arm slightly, quietly comprehending the sword strike just now, and then continued to chop.

Next, Li Xiangong watched Gu Qingyun keep swinging his sword.

Every time he swung his sword, he would pause for a moment to reflect before continuing.

Li Xiangong didn't know why. He didn't know what Gu Qingyun was doing?

Is there really someone who can practice cultivation by wielding a sword in the air?

Are you kidding me?

Which warrior is not formed by tempering his qi and blood, flesh, flesh, muscles and bones bit by bit?

How can practicing martial arts be so simple?

Li Xiangong felt weird and stopped paying attention after watching it for a while.

The time gradually went from four o'clock in the morning to nine o'clock in the morning.

A full five hours passed, and Gu Qingyun finally completed his daily goal, swinging the sword a thousand times.

【Ding! Congratulations to the master for swinging the sword 4,000 times, gaining +1 sword perception, +1 Qi and blood, +1 proficiency in Sword Kaitianmen, and +100 proficiency in Cangyun Sword! 】

After receiving this enlightenment on the sword, Gu Qingyun did not continue to swing his sword, but shook his sore arms and sat down to rest.

[Name: Gu Qingyun. 】

[Age: twenty years old. 】

[Realm: First-level warrior, sixth level (Qi and blood: 6425). 】

[Physique: Chaos Sword Body (no superior level). 】

[Talent: Sword is close to the Tao (no superior level). 】

[Martial skills: Sword Kaitianmen (S level, mastery: 4000/10000), Cangyun Sword (A level, great achievement: 200000/500000). 】

[Weapon: Ordinary alloy long sword. 】

Glancing at the attribute panel, Gu Qingyun's energy and blood had reached 6425.

The normal state is improved tenfold, which is the sixth level of the second-level military weapon.

The state of holding the sword is improved a hundred times, which is the sixth level of a third-level general.

The proficiency of Sword Kaitianmen is also steadily improving, reaching 4,000 points.

Gu Qingyun smiled. After resting for a while, he found that his sore arms were slightly relieved, and he stood up again.

"brush!"

Dressed in white, he waved his sword into the air again.

There are still four thousand times before his Qi and blood can break through to the second level.

In this way, after the sword holding is improved a hundred times, it will be equivalent to Wu Jun

There are still 6,000 times left before the number of times he swings the sword will reach the 10,000 mark and he will receive a new reward.

Combining the two, when he leaves here, some people in Spring City will be wailing all over the place!

The old man in black outside the cell has long been accustomed to it and no longer pays attention to Gu Qingyun.

Even if this method of cultivation is really useful to Gu Qingyun, he won't be able to learn it.

Maybe, this is a special cultivation method that only geniuses have?

The old man in black shook his head inwardly and said, "I don't understand."

But Gu Qingyun was still in the cell, waving his sword without any distractions.

It was such a simple swing of the sword, he persisted silently, if there was no systematic counting, it would have been countless times.

One p.m.

The old man in black took the meal delivered by the security guard, placed it at the door of the cell, and said something to Gu Qingyun inside.

"My little friend, it's time to eat."

Li Xiangong really admires Gu Qingyun now.

Simply repeat the action of swinging the sword a thousand times, and still do it so seriously.

Is this the evil thing about Tianjiao?

Li Xiangong couldn't understand it, but he also deeply engraved what he saw today in his mind, and will study it when he goes back in the future.

He couldn't understand Gu Qingyun's sword training method.

But Gu Qingyun insisted on doing a simple thing over and over again.

Not even he has such perseverance.

Gu Qingyun did not look at the food and continued to swing his sword.

"brush!"

【Ding! Congratulations to the master for swinging the sword 4998 times, gaining +1 sword perception, +1 Qi and blood, +1 proficiency in Sword Kaitianmen, and +100 proficiency in Cangyun Sword! 】

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【Ding! Congratulations to the master for swinging the sword five thousand times, sword perception +1, qi and blood +1, Sword Kaitianmen proficiency +1, Cangyun Sword proficiency +100! 】

Three more swords fell, and Gu Qingyun slowly lowered his slightly trembling arm.

After swinging the sword two thousand times in a row, with only less than half an hour's rest in between, he really couldn't bear it anymore.

Because every time he swings a sword, it's not just an ordinary swing.

If it takes a lot of effort to understand the weakness of the previous sword and how to wield the next sword.

After two thousand times, he really couldn't bear it anymore.

Gu Qingyun slowly sat on the ground and closed his eyes slightly.

Although he could still continue to swing his sword, he would completely lose the ability to protect himself.

In this detention center cell, he did not dare to place his life entirely on others.

The old man in black looked at him dressed in white and resting with his eyes closed, and couldn't help but shook his head with emotion.

"This little friend is so different."