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Chapter 13 He is a waste with no sword skills

"Luo Yan, the elder said that your foundation is not good. Is there anything you don't understand?"

Hearing this, Luo Yan did not speak, but just shook his head.

This was expected by Ning Yue, and she continued: "Then you practice the advanced sword skills of today's elders and I will take a look."

Luo Yan moved his lips but said nothing, but Ning Yue had already guessed what he was going to say.

His hands were empty, and there was no sword in his hand. He didn't look like he was in class at all. He knew it himself, so he kept hiding under the tree, far away from other students.

"If you don't have a sword, try using mine."

Ning Yue summoned her natal sword, Shuiyu. The sword of sword repair recognized its owner. Generally speaking, it was impossible for others to use it. Ning Yue was not sure whether he could use it, so she had to comfort Shuiyu Sword first, "I will lend you to him." , you obey."

The sword trembled, as if in response to Ning Yue.

"I can't use your sword, I'm not a swordsman."

"It's okay, just try it first and try your best."

Luo Yan was leaning against the tree, his lips were bloodless, but now he was forced to stand up straight.

He pursed his lower lip and finally took Ning Yue's water jade sword.

After Shuiyu was taken over by him, she didn't resist. It seemed that she had listened to Ning Yue's words.

Luo Yan did not refuse, nor did he say that he could not do anything, but this did not mean that Ning Yue would have high expectations for him. She was even prepared that he could not do anything, but the young man suddenly raised his Got the sword.

When he raised his sword, Feng Pao's sleeve fell down, revealing a cold white and strong wrist bone.

Start, turn around, move horizontally, make a stroke, jump in the air, the sword follows the person, and the shadow follows the sword.

When Luo Yan's slender fingers controlled the sword, he was no worse than Ning Yue. The only difference between him and Ning Yue was that he had no sword energy when swinging the sword, only moves.

This is also the reason why he is a useless swordsman. In the world of cultivation, having no spiritual energy is equivalent to being a useless person.

He moved smoothly and demonstrated a whole set of sword techniques. The elder only taught him once, but he never forgot them. Apart from Ning Yue, he was the second person present who could memorize everything the elder taught.

It's a pity that there is no sword energy.

Other students were also attracted by the scene on Ning Yue's side and looked over. They had no idea that the weirdo who had been hiding in the corner was a hidden boss?
  Some female students were amazed by Luo Yan's movements and exclaimed: "He is so amazing, he can actually memorize a whole set of movements!"

"So what, he's not just a loser with only sword moves and no sword energy."

Ning Yue did not let the words of other students affect her judgment. She took back her sword from Luo Yan and commented to him pertinently: "It's already great. There is basically no problem with the sword moves. You can use it freely in actual combat. You can bring a sword to class next time.”

A classmate shouted: "Ning Yue, if you ask a waste material to carry a sword, isn't it a waste of swords!"

"That's much better than someone who just has a sword and can't practice it after practicing it for more than ten or twenty times. Do you think that kind of person is also wasting his sword?"

That classmate asked Ning Yue several times today and annoyed her. She didn't complain, but the man became proud.

He heard the sarcasm in Ning Yue's words, but because what she said was the truth, he had nothing to say.

Ning Yue turned her head again and looked at Luo Yan.

"Luo Yan, do you really not have any spiritual power? You seem to be in the early stages of Qi refining."

Luo Yan shook his head, "Not counting Qi refining, I've never been able to break through."

"You raise your palms and try."

Luo Yan did as he was told, and saw a vague aura wrapped around his palm. It seemed to be dark and difficult to see clearly.

He quickly stopped his hand, "As you can see, I don't have any spiritual power." Ning Yue didn't know how to teach him.

"Sect Master Ning Shao should focus his energy on other people instead of wasting time on me."

It was obvious that he didn't want to talk to Ning Yue anymore. They were all classmates, and he didn't even call her by her name, which made him look particularly aloof.

"I'm not a young sect leader in the academy. You can just call me by my name. As for your spiritual power, I feel that you still have it, but you just haven't inspired it. How about you try again?"

"I don't want to try."

"What if you don't try! Are you willing to be a waste for the rest of your life?"

Luo Yan stared at her expressionlessly, his thin lips pursed slightly, making Ning Yue almost think he was angry.

"Okay, try again."

"Ayue, there is something I don't know how to do. Can I ask you for advice?"

"Huh?" Ning Yue turned around and saw Zhao Chengyu's face.

In the past, Ning Yue would hang around Zhao Chengyu, asking him what he didn't know how to do, and then take the initiative to teach him.

She didn't come to him today, which surprised Zhao Chengyu. Zhao Chengze reminded him to be more proactive. Zhao Chengyu thought about it again and again, and decided to go to Ning Yue.

Ning Yue was about to open her mouth and say that she was teaching Luo Yan and asked Zhao Chengyu to wait a moment, when another male classmate who was not very familiar came to her.

But this male classmate not only came to ask for advice, but also came to accuse her.

"Ning Yue, you are too biased. You have been hanging around Class A for the whole class, and you can't see our Class B at all. Why, do you look down on us, Class B?"

Zhao Chengze also came here with Zhao Chengyu. He felt very unhappy when he heard others slandering his sister-in-law.

"You're talking nonsense! The elder is not here, and Ning Yue has to teach three classes by herself, how can she take care of it!"

The male classmate didn't buy it. He knew that Zhao Chengze and Ning Yue were in the same class, so he would naturally speak for her.

"Can't you take care of it? I think she is very enthusiastic about teaching this loser in Class C. It turns out that you, Ning Yue, like to waste time on this loser."

This sentence completely angered Ning Yue. She turned around with aggressive eyes.

"I have no obligation to teach you. How you behave has nothing to do with me. I am free to teach whomever I want. What does it have to do with you?"

The male classmate sneered, "Ning Yue, are you admitting that you look down on Class B?"

"I didn't say that. If you think like that, it just shows that you have low self-esteem."

"Ning Yue! What's so great about you in Class A? Is this the reason why you look down on others!"

This can indeed be a reason for her to be proud. Class A is equivalent to the class for top students, and it is not something that can be entered casually. Without any strength, it is easy to be kicked out of Class A.

But she is not arrogant and complacent because of this, and she will not look down on others. Ning Yue really doesn't know what sense of existence this classmate is looking for with her strong words.

Zhao Chengze spoke for Ning Yue again: "I think you are targeting our Class A! What do you mean by what you said!"

The male classmate looked at Zhao Chengze with a gloomy expression, and the young master Chengze was not to be outdone. If his brother hadn't held him back, he might have started a fight in the next second.

"Okay, first come, first served, I'll teach Luo Yan first."

Ning Yue turned around, only to find that Luo Yan had disappeared at some point.

(End of this chapter)