My imagination has come true

Chapter 76
In an instant, everyone in the martial arts arena turned their heads to look over.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were burning.

Recently, they were nodding acquaintances, and the sparring partners who had said a few words at any rate, were instantly agitated.

Mu Qingyun's face became slightly hot.

After all, she was just a high school student before that, she hadn't formally entered the society yet, and her skin was still very young.

Mu Qingyun was also very happy.

Chen Yi smiled and sighed: "It's a pity that I won't be able to pester you every day to practice with you."

Mu Qingyun couldn't help showing a little disappointment.

Chen Yi is an excellent target for plucking wool.

Practicing with her, martial arts progressed quickly, and I learned a lot of swordsmanship. Not only can I make money, but I can also make money.

It's gone all of a sudden, and I always feel a little bit at a loss.

"How about the tuition?"

Chen Yi saw the gloomy look in Mu Qingyun's eyebrows, and couldn't help but smile: "Of course there is no tuition fee, our Yuncheng Martial Arts School is not a 'Longwei' who sneaks into money and exploits students, so how shameless it is? "

"Students have a monthly salary of three taels, and in four seasons, each has two sets of clothes, shoes and hats."

"We eat and eat in the cafeteria. The expenses are not big, and we can save a lot by saving."

"Of course, the big part of making money has to be game bonuses."

"It's best if you can participate in the reincarnation competition. There are twelve rounds in total. If you win the first round, you will get five taels of silver. In the second round, you will get ten taels. If you win five rounds, you will get 30 taels of gold. Those who win the ten rounds will get a reward of one thousand taels. If you win the first prize, you will have ten thousand taels of gold, and you will get rich overnight."

Chen Yi smiled and said, "I can't break into the reincarnation tournament like this. I usually play the 'Anbang Dingguo Tournament' and the like. In a game, I can earn three or five taels if I win, and I can get a subsidy of one or two taels if I lose. Very much."

A group of disciples around secretly laughed.

The instructor happened to come over, and he coughed as soon as he heard it: "Don't talk nonsense, participating in the competition, to show off the spirit of the warrior, is also to use the competition as a substitute for training, so that the disciples can master actual combat skills. In the future, they will serve the country and win glory for the country. A mere yellow and white thing!"

All the disciples looked at each other in blank dismay, and remained silent.

Chen Yi was not afraid of this teaching, and whispered to Mu Qingyun: "Next month, Yuncheng will hold the first round of rounds. This is the first time in ten years. Let's join in the fun."

"Ah."

Mu Qingyun was confused when he saw Feifei Sun coming from nowhere, with a sneer on her face, "Wishful thinking."

All the disciples fell silent immediately.

Feifei Sun's eyes fell on Mu Qingyun, her pupils shrank immediately, and she said coldly, "Why is she here?"

The instructor was not annoyed, and said in a soft voice: "Qingqing has joined my Yuncheng Martial Arts School, and she will be in class later, so she will naturally be there."

Feifei Sun was startled, then frowned angrily: "Why do you want all kinds of garbage here!"

The teacher suddenly looked solemn, and said sharply: "Sun Feifei, what are you talking about, what about your education?"

"My Yuncheng Martial Arts Hall was built by the imperial court. Even if the Emperor is stationed there today, he also encourages my disciples in the martial arts hall. Without a word of criticism, are you more rebellious than the Emperor?"

Sun Feifei was stunned, but her arrogance was subdued, her eyebrows lowered, and she was more polite to the naked eye: "It's because I spoke in a hurry, and I didn't mean to be disrespectful to Uncle Zhuo and everyone."

Teacher Xi saw that she was subdued, although he was still stiff and never apologized, but he didn't care about her, he just said to his disciples: "Today we will learn the Shanyue sword technique, there are three styles in total, 'Elegy', 'Lovely', 'Returning to others' .”

With Huatou, the teaching begins with the drill.

Mu Qingyun focused all his attention and looked intently. As soon as the "Elegy Song" came out, the sword seemed to be whining.

One type of "passionate", the sword wind is ethereal, making it almost difficult for the naked eye to catch.

The sword intent of "waiting for others to return" has an indescribable sense of loneliness and absurdity.

After watching the demonstration, Mu Qingyun dismantled the disciples one by one, carefully and in detail, and wished they could chew them up and feed them to the disciples.

[Swordsmanship +0.001+0.001...]

She couldn't help but smile, the treatment enjoyed by serious disciples is indeed different from that of being a training partner.

After dismantling, the teacher asked everyone to practice together, and he corrected step by step.

Mu Qingyun got rid of distracting thoughts, held a very thin sword, and practiced.

She soon discovered that the professor paid more attention to her than anyone else.

It was just a random thought, and soon, Mu Qingyun was immersed in the joy of practicing martial arts, practicing over and over again, and unconsciously, she discovered that the more beautiful the sword technique, the greater the power.

With a flash of thought, Mu Qingyun's figure fluttered, the feeling of stumbling finally disappeared, and he skillfully performed combos.

The edge of the sword circulated, from "tragic song" to "return to others", after the three moves were made, the sword energy as cold as the moon rushed towards the face.

Teach your eyes to brighten up.

Mu Qingyun took the opportunity to withdraw his sword, and suddenly felt all kinds of spiritual lights bursting out in his mind. He stood there blankly, his eyes were confused, and there seemed to be mountains, rivers, and lakes in front of him. There were moons on the mountains, moons in the rivers, and moons in the lakes.

It seems that someone is practicing swords on the moon.

The teacher suddenly turned around and stared at Mu Qingyun, and immediately knew that she had entered an epiphany.

As a teacher, he himself had an epiphany. Of course he knew that the opportunity was rare, so he quickly waved his hand to make the disciples quiet, lowered his voice, and said softly: "Be careful, don't make any noise."

Before the words fell, there was a clang in his ear, followed by the continuous sound of swords.

Everyone covered their ears in unison and turned their heads. It was Feifei Sun's long sword that fell to the ground, making a violent sound.

However, her sword is also a good sword, quite spiritual, and when it falls to the ground, there will be bursts of mourning.

The teacher's face changed in horror, and he stared at Mu Qingyun closely. Sure enough, Mu Qingyun was awakened, opened his eyes, and the divine light burst away.

"How about it?"

The teacher asked carefully.

If the epiphany is interrupted, it may not just be a lost opportunity——

Mu Qingyun smiled: "Very good."

She turned around and knew what was going on.

Mu Qingyun raised his eyebrows, looked at the innocent Sun Feifei, and said with a smile: "I also want to thank Miss Sun for her kindness."

As he spoke, Mu Qingyun flicked his sword, piercing Sun Feifei's eyebrows like a rainbow piercing through the sun.

Her sword is countless times faster and more brilliant than before, like an antelope's horns, no trace can be found.

Sun Feifei was proud, when a sword was pinned between her eyebrows, the skin on her face even trembled, the corners of her mouth twitched, and her heart trembled.

Mu Qingyun's sword also sang, and the rhythm was similar to his own sword sang just now.

In an instant, she felt a trace of her own swordsmanship from this sword.

The word "dial" that Mu Qingyun said just now appeared in her heart, and Sun Feifei turned pale with anger, and there was a buzzing in her head, and the madness in her heart suddenly surged.

Anger is about to burst forth.

The teacher stepped in front of Mu Qingyun, and said coldly: "Miss Sun, you came to the door and said that Yuncheng is quiet, and you want to cultivate your mind in Yuncheng, we agreed."

"Even if you casually find disciples in your sect to vent your anger in the name of sparring, we will tolerate it."

"It's only natural for warriors to compete with each other, but it's extremely bad that you intend to be a bad person at this time. Our Yuncheng Martial Art Museum can't tolerate people with bad conduct like you. I will inform the sect master and Jingcheng Martial Arts Hall. Let's go."

Feifei Sun was startled, and said angrily: "Nonsense, nonsense, I didn't mean it."

The instructor waved his hands, not listening to Feifei Sun's argument: "If you dare to act boldly, it is considered that you have such a temper, and it is nothing to be full of sophistry now."

"Our Yuncheng Martial Art Museum is not a government office, right and wrong, everyone just needs to know."

(End of this chapter)