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Chapter 59 Sword Training Room

Di Qinglin must wash his hands before practicing sword practice, which has been a habit since he was fourteen years old.

When he was fourteen years old, a famous singer from the Western Regions came to the Hou Mansion and danced in the lobby, a unique kind of dance in the Western Regions.

She wore very little at that time, her skin was very white, and the little bells hanging all over her body kept ringing.

Di Qinglin felt it was novel and exciting at the time, but also a little scared.

His black eyes didn't know whether he should look or not. No one told him this.

At this time, he thought of his mother, who devoted herself to Buddhism after giving birth to him and stayed in the Buddhist hall all day long.

He stopped looking.

He suddenly felt that this woman was dirty.

But this singer from the Western Regions actually saw the extraordinary identity of the "Little Marquis" in the scene. She deliberately walked in front of Di Qinglin, revealing more of her body parts and more of her beauty.

Di Qinglin almost asked someone to send the singer to his room.

He knows that he has this power.

But he didn't.

After Di Qinglin returned to the room, he didn't sleep all night. He realized that he had really grown up.

So he recalled that scene and dedicated his first time to himself.

He believed that only in this way, his first time would be clean and pure.

No woman is worthy of his first time.

And when his hands were stained with those things, he suddenly felt a sense of guilt in his heart; and then that night, he washed his hands over and over again, again and again.

From that day on, he was very clean.

His clothes are always white and spotless, and his hands are always clean.

He brought this habit to his "kendo" as well.

He believed that only if his hands were clean could his sword be clean as well.

Only in this way can he reach the peak of swordsmanship!
  When Di Qinglin walked through the sword training room, this was what he was thinking about.

He's done thinking.

So he felt that his body and mind had reached a "pure" state at the same time.

He stopped and suddenly turned around to look at Wang Huan!
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  When Di Qinglin saw Wang Huan, his sword energy seemed to be completely focused on Wang Huan.

Wang Huan stopped moving.

Wang Huan also looked at Di Qinglin.

Wang Huan smiled: "It's rare for me to see someone wash their hands as cleanly as you do!"

Di Qinglin said: "Yes."

Wang Huan said: "I haven't washed my hands seriously for a long time in the past three years."

Di Qinglin said: "Oh? Why?"

Wang Huan said: "Because there is no such thing as a wash basin in the villa where I live."

Di Qinglin had a strange look in his eyes. It was difficult for him to understand why Wang Huan and Guo Dalu were so poor.

Wang Huan said: "Sometimes for me, if it's dirty, it's just dirty. At worst, I just need to shower more when it rains. As long as my heart is clean and my hands are dirty, what does it matter?"

Di Qinglin said slowly: "Do you mean that my heart is unclean?"

Wang Huan said: "I don't know."

"What about Ying Wuwu?"

Wang Huan suddenly asked again.

Di Qinglin said: "You want to see him?"

Wang Huan said: "He promised me to give me an iron order."

Di Qinglin stepped aside, allowing Wang Huan to see the futon behind him.

The futon was illuminated by the light of a total of seventy-two large candles on either side.

There is an iron order on it.

Wang Huan recognized it, it was indeed an "Ancient Dragon Token"!
  Di Qinglin said: "I found this accidentally when I sent people out to search for materials for making swords."

Wang Huan said: "Since you have a sword, why use a knife?" Di Qinglin said: "Until my swordsmanship surpasses Yingwuwu, I will not use a sword. I can only use a knife."

Wang Huan said: "Why?"

Di Qinglin took out the "belt" from his waist, which was his Spirit Dragon Soft Sword.

He looked at it as if he were looking at the dancing girl from the Western Regions who made him lustful for the first time: "Because the first time my sword kills someone, it must be used to kill a very powerful master, and it must not be Zhao Zheng." This kind of person. If it were before, I would only kill him with a knife!"

Wang Huan said: "Now your swordsmanship has surpassed Ying Wuwu?"

Di Qinglin said: "Yes!"

Wang Huan said: "Who was the first person you killed with your sword?"

Di Qinglin said calmly: "There should be nothing."

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  There were rumors that Ying Wuwu might be Di Qinglin's biological father.

Except for Di Qinglin, no one in the world knows whether this rumor is true.

However, many people know that Ying Wuwu is Di Qinglin's master, teaching him swordsmanship and martial arts.

Di Qinglin killed Ying Wuwu!

He said slowly: "Since I was a child, I have tried my sword with him eleven times in this sword training room, and I finally defeated him the last time. Just last night."

Wang Huan said: "If he loses, he has to die?"

Di Qinglin said: "Since he lost, of course he is no longer worthy of being my swordsmanship teacher. Whether he dies or not is a trivial matter."

He added: "Actually, he should have died by Lan Yichen's sword, or by your sword. In this way, if I kill you, I can avenge him."

When Di Qinglin spoke, there was a very contradictory meaning.

He killed Ying Wuwu with his own hands, but it seemed that Ying Wuwu still had feelings for him. He hoped that Ying Wuwu would die under Wang Huan's sword, and then he would defeat Wang Huan to take revenge!
  This is very strange logic.

But Di Qinglin said it so naturally and harmoniously.

Wang Huan said: "Although Ying Wuwu did not die by my sword, he was defeated by my sword, so you must still defeat me."

Di Qinglin said: "Yes."

Wang Huan said: "Otherwise your life will still be stained because I defeated your master!"

Di Qinglin's eyes showed approval: "Yes."

Wang Huan said: "So after you defeat me, your sword will be completely clean?"

Di Qinglin said: "Yes!"

hum!
  When he said the third word "yes", he had already drawn his sword!

This is not a good time to draw a sword!

On the contrary, Wang Huan is ready to go and is fully prepared for Di Qinglin. It can be said that he is in excellent condition!
  But Di Qinglin still drew his sword!
  He didn't draw the sword because of the opportunity, but because he couldn't help it.

He is so excited!

When Wang Huan said what he was thinking, he felt a primitive excitement again.

The excitement was just like the excitement he felt when he saw a woman's naked body for the first time that very distant night!

The sword is extremely fast!
  The sword shakes!

Jian Guang is also naked!
  The purple sword light illuminated the whole room, making it look like a naked woman!
  The soft sword swam among the candlelight, sometimes shaking straight, sometimes bending like a snake, changing unpredictable and having no fixed position, as if it could wrap around Wang Huan's neck anytime and anywhere, and take a gentle bite!
  Wang Huan actually didn’t move!
  He still held the sword and stared at Di Qinglin, but his body had not moved yet.

Di Qinglin's Spiritual Dragon Soft Sword had circled around him several times, and every moment it seemed like it was going to stab him, but it didn't at all!
  After circling a few times, Di Qinglin suddenly stopped.

The blade of the sword also softened.

"You won't take out your sword?"

"I'm not going out."

"why?"

"Because you don't respect me. If you don't respect your opponent, you must also be disrespecting your sword."

Di Qinglin frowned.

Wang Huan said: "After you have finished talking about your master, you should listen to me talk about my master."

Wang Huan finally pulled out his sword!

As soon as his green steel sword came out, the green light was like a divine arrow soaring into the sky, piercing through seventy-two candlelights and standing at the top!

(End of this chapter)