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Chapter 53: Be Late for Work!

Yours is female, mine is male.

This explanation was somewhat difficult for Hitomi Jinguji to understand.

Her only guess right now is that Mei Feng's sword type is mostly a scale claw inherited from the Yuan Realm, and it is not systematic as a whole.

But there is no doubt that this sword style named Dance of Broken Wings is more elegant and sharp than the Yi Dao Liu Jiyi of the Jingu Temple Dojo, and it is as invisible as an antelope's horns when it is used in Meifeng.

When you come back to your senses,
People have thrown their heads high and stained the dome with blood.

With such a swordsman, no one will have any sense of security.

Because when you are in the same room with him, it is like putting your neck on his blade, and the distance between two square inches connects life and death.

like she just did
"I lost."

After a short period of confusion and disappointment, this girl who had been gifted in the way of kendo since she was a child put down the wooden knife in her hand, and regained her calm and peaceful temperament, but there was an inexplicable way of looking at Mei Feng. a feeling of.

That feeling is called winning.

The purest desire to win.

From then on, the man in front of her was the "first hurdle" she had to face in her kendo career.

Only in this way can we have a clear mind and continue to be brave and diligent on this road.

Cheng Xinran on the side was still a little dazed, she wasn't an elemental swordsman of the Lightning Department, and she had a rough understanding of this kind of "concentrated to the top" sword style.

I just felt that Mei Feng was going to the extreme at that moment!

Also elegant to the extreme.

and many more!

Something went wrong in her head.

Knowing Mei Feng for more than a month, her impression of Mei Feng has always been in the concept of "mechanical house" where she locked herself in a room and fiddled with some strange inventions. She usually does not consciously show an "elder" attitude to care about this He came to seek refuge with his "cousin" in a remote village.

But from the last night when the other party showed up at the factory where they were kidnapped wearing a "V" mask, to rescue them with the two weird motorized devices around their waists, to manipulating that weird wheelchair to help them escape all the way Enter Shangjiang City.
Mei Feng performed again and again, each time refreshing her understanding of this sunny and cheerful boy in her impression.

Just when the other party met her face to face, she simply and neatly defeated her "enemy of the first life" Hitomi Jinguji.

Hitomi Jinguji is [-]/[-] with her.

Doesn't that mean that he is not the opponent's all-in-one enemy?
Reminiscent of the elder's posture that I held reservedly during this period of time.
The clown is me?
what--!
The girl's inner reserve was defeated.

She raised her eyes and took a sneak peek at Mei Feng, but found that Mei Feng didn't look up at her at all, and kept looking at Jingongsi Tong with a smile, without saying anything.

Cheng Xinran was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the bet the two had made beforehand, so she couldn't help but hesitate.

She is a native of this world, so she naturally knows that the "sword shape", "sorcerer" and "physical skills" after taking office all belong to the knowledge that is monopolized by the academy, martial arts hall and dojo in this world.

If you don't pass the formal assessment and pay high tuition fees to enroll, the bottom of countless lower urban areas like her will never have the opportunity to get in touch with that knowledge in this life.

Now Mei Feng actually wants to pass a child's play bet, and wants Jinguji Tong to teach him all the skills of the Jinguji Dojo.

Even if he is the son-in-law of Jinguji Dojo, I'm afraid it's not such a good thing that fell from the sky, right?
Thinking this way in Cheng Xinran's mind, her gaze involuntarily drifted to Tong Jingongsi, secretly wondering if this silly girl has regretted her bowels?

think of this,
There was some gloating in her heart.

Should!
Who made you act like I won't lose?

But I didn't expect that in the next second, Jingongsi Tong just glanced at Cheng Xinran, who was watching the excitement with squinting eyes and mouth corners like a Samoyed dog, and turned to look at Mei Feng.

"Do you want to learn all the sword styles of Yi Dao Style?"

"Yes."

Mei Feng generously admitted.

Hitomi Jinguji was slightly surprised.

Judging from the physical fitness that Mei Feng showed in the abandoned factory area last night, he was no less than a Tier [-] Primordial Warrior.

She thought that the other party was an official Yuan warrior, but she didn't expect that the other party's ambition was to become a Yuan swordsman.

Of course, if she knew that Mei Feng had raised her attributes to a strength comparable to that of a Tier [-] Primordial Warrior overnight, she might be more than just surprised.

At this moment, Tong Jingongsi recalled in his mind the elegant and incomparable extreme sword form of the other party just now.

Although it is not clear whether it is the inheritance from the predecessors obtained from Yuanjing, but there is no doubt that this guy has a very high talent in the way of swordsmanship, and it is clear in his heart for a while.

but this guy
It's too simple to think of kendo.

Just like the former self, but with the growth of age and profound attainments in kendo, Hitomi Jinguji knows more and more what it means to "comprehend more, the less you will find that you have mastered".

Even if it is the most basic nine-style sword style of the Yidao style, the big disciple of the middle-level Yuan Swordsman who has been in the dojo for more than 20 years and is now a fourth-level disciple, dare not say that he has fully understood it. That's all.

Perhaps only a sixth-rank Dayuan swordsman like her father Jinguji Masazo, who is even expected to comprehend the "boundary" and become a "sword master", can have the confidence to say "Dacheng", but there is still a long way to go before reaching perfection. Walk.

It can be seen from this that the most basic sword shapes of the Yidao style have a threshold for ordinary people.

It's not something that can be learned overnight.

Either way.

Give him a good lesson today.

Jinguji Tong sighed softly in his heart, but said with a calm face, "According to our bet, I can teach you, but only for one demonstration."

Cheng Xinran, who was gloating at the side, was stunned for a moment.

once?
How could it be possible to steal it once?
What's more, it is still a nine-style sword.

If someone can really learn it by watching a demonstration, what does the Assia Federation in the barrier need such places as academies, dojos, and martial arts?
It wasn't until this time that she suddenly understood why Jingu Sitong agreed to Mei Feng's bet so simply and neatly, risking violating the rules of the ashram.

This guy is not afraid of Mei Feng stealing from him at all!

"Tsk!" Cheng Xinran squinted.

Jingongsi Tong noticed Cheng Xinran's "contemptuous" gaze, although his face remained unchanged, his tone paused and then suddenly softened a bit, "I can slow down a bit."

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Cheng Xinran continued to be contemptuous, squinting her eyes and said, "I knew you ashrams would like everyone to borrow money from your master to suck our blood. How could you give it to us who went to Jiangcheng for nothing."

It was a rare opportunity for her to have this "enemy of life" who was so yin and yang, but when the other party didn't say anything, she immediately exclaimed in her heart, and wanted to win a chance for Mei Feng, this "cousin".

Unexpectedly, just as she finished speaking, Mei Feng, who hadn't spoken much, waved his hand suddenly, "No, hurry up, we're going to be late."

Cheng Xinran was stunned when she heard the words.

The cold-looking Hitomi Jinguji also froze for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Why are you late?"

"Late for work."

Mei Feng pointed to the time on the bracelet as a matter of course, and muttered, "Salary will be deducted for being late, you don't even know that."

Hitomi Jinguji:.
Cheng Xinran:
After being silent for an unknown amount of time, Tong Jingongji's face finally returned to normal. He glanced at Mei Feng's face that seemed to be 'innately unawe-inspiring' with complicated eyes, and sighed softly with lowered eyebrows.

"I hope you won't regret it."

Almost at the same time as the words fell, Hitomi Jinguji pulled out the wooden knife from his waist again, and his graceful figure danced gracefully like a butterfly, performing the sword shape skillfully.

Yi knife flow. The first style - Lan cut!
Yi Dao Liu. The second style - Luofeng!
Yi Dao Liu. The third type-empty crack!
Yidaoliu. The fourth type - Meteor Swarm!

Yi Dao Liu. The fifth style - flurry of butterflies!
Yidaoliu. Sixth Form - Dream Bubbles!
Yidao Flow. Seventh Style - Rotating Teeth

Yi Dao Liu. The eighth form - a flash of purple lightning!
Yi Dao Style. Ninth Style - Extreme Intention. Thunderbolt Three-stage Burst!
(End of this chapter)