The strongest talent

Chapter 74 Yuan Qing's First Class
It's okay not to say the word "convinced", but once you say it, the atmosphere in the classroom explodes in an instant!

"Use mine." In the sixth row of the classroom, a young student with a sallow complexion threw out a deep black alloy saber: "S-level alloy saber, the name of the sword is 'Black Cleaver', assistant teacher, you can chop it whatever you want, and it will be broken." It's mine, you don't need to pay!"

The students roared with laughter—these students, who are either rich or noble, have already investigated Yuan Qing's details, and know that he was born in Ji'an Base, was an orphan, was very poor, and even had an S-class saber. No, he wouldn't be able to pay for it, not to mention that a mere fourth-order spirit warrior couldn't destroy an S-class saber at all. The material is not just casually speaking, it is enough to break through the defense of a lord-level mutant beast.

"The knife is not bad." Yuan Qing caught the alloy war knife, casually rolled two knives, and praised: "The knife weighs 26 kilograms and is 1.13 meters long. It is a standard standard... This student, what is your name?"

The students looked at each other with fire in their eyes.

What is it, it's been a month, and you don't even know our names, so contemptuous of people?The mental calculation speed of the fourth-order spirit warrior is very fast. It doesn't even take 600 minutes to remember the names and appearances of more than 10 people... This Yuan Qing doesn't regard us as students at all, and doesn't take us to heart at all!
"My name is Huang Dongdong. My family is a blacksmith, and the whole family is poor." The sallow student who threw the knife just now held back a burst of anger: "Yuan Qing... Assistant teacher Yuan, why do you ask my name?"

Blacksmith, poor man?To be assigned to class A1, his family background should be a large weapon manufacturer, and he threw out an S-class sword. If he said he was poor, there would be no rich people in China.

Yuan Qing nodded and said with a smile: "Huang Dongdong, right? Since it's your knife, I'll teach you a lesson alone and come to the podium."

Huang Dongdong's feet stopped, his body rolled continuously in the air, and he landed firmly on the podium with a bang, about three meters away from Yuan Qing. He took a stance and shouted: "I only have the third level, I know I can't beat you, if you have the ability If you reach the third level, I can beat you without a knife!"

"Yes." Yuan Qing's heart squeezed, and the emerald green Lingqiao node in the center of the heart slowly went out, then raised the knife in his hand, and smiled slightly: "You attack freely, I only use the spinning technique, as long as you touch my clothes, You don’t need to hurry, I will leave Kyoto Academy by myself.”

Huang Dongdong is not tall, only a little over 1.7 meters, and his figure is a bit thin, but his personality is extremely violent. He didn't say a word of nonsense, rushed up with a stride, slashed a hand knife, and went straight to Yuan Green left chest; under the hand knife, the air was easily torn apart by him, making a cracking sound of "chi".

Yuan Qing's footsteps moved, his waist twisted, and his body quickly spun a full circle. At the same time, the alloy saber in his hand was raised horizontally, and the blade was in contact with Huang Dongdong's hand saber.

Bang!
The knife in Huang Dongdong's hand was shaken by the force of the rotation, his footsteps were a little vain, and Yuan Qing's left hip was pressed against his body, and he flew out spinning, fell to the ground with a slap, and then turned around again, finally Steady, got up in embarrassment, with a face full of shock and anger.

"Students in our class, you are the most useless." Tong Lin waved the pointer, made a gesture of whipping him, and scolded with a smile: "Aren't you embarrassing? Go back to your seat!"

With dissatisfaction on his face, Huang Dongdong returned to his seat angrily, holding the edge of the guest table with both hands, gnashing his teeth.

At this time, the students felt that something was wrong. Many students who stood up and prepared to challenge looked at each other, and their minds were a little loose - something was wrong just now, is Assistant Teacher Yuan's rotation so strong?He spun, it should be because his foot was not stable, how could Huang Dongdong be blown away all of a sudden, his foundation is very solid, not as useless as Teacher Tong said!
"Is there any student who wants to challenge?" Yuan Qing shook the knife in his hand, and said with a soft smile: "Everyone can rest assured, I have a sense of propriety, and I will not hurt everyone."

The students who stood up made eye contact with each other. Slowly, the students sat down one by one, leaving only the inch-cut student Li Jinming and the young student Zhou Yuan in the first row, and the female student Liang Yanqiu in the second row and the slightly fat student. Zhu Tonghai.

"Little pig, go up and try it." Li Jinming turned his head and shouted, his eyes hardening: "Show your real skills, don't embarrass our class A1!"

In the second row of the classroom, Zhu Tonghai walked up to the podium carrying a golden thick-backed machete. His head was round, his cheeks were full of fat, and his smile was a bit honest: "Professor Yuan, my family owns a restaurant. If you beat me, go to my house." You can eat for free, if you lose to me, hehe..."

"You don't need to pay the bill, you have to spend the money that should be spent, and your family's money is not blown by the wind." Yuan Qing stood casually holding the knife, and lightly hooked his left hand: "Come on, show me."

The simple and honest smile on Zhu Tonghai's face suddenly disappeared, his slightly fat body rushed forward rapidly, his whole body shone with silver light, holding the knife in his right hand, pushing the back of the knife with his left hand, squatting down slightly during the charge, the knife in his hand vibrated and flicked, the speed of the knife suddenly Speed ​​up, like a golden light!

"This knife is good, and it exerts a lot of power." Yuan Qing tilted and spun on the spot, slapped the ground of the podium with his left palm, and swung the alloy sword with his right hand, and the tip of the knife shook Zhu Tonghai's blade severely.

Clang!
An incomparably crisp metal tremor sounded, Zhu Tonghai's mouth burst open, his fingers couldn't hold the handle of the knife, and the machete in his hand spun and rolled, flying towards a third-level student in the back row of the classroom; the student stretched out his hand to grab the knife, The arm was pulled by the knife, and the body couldn't help it, and bumped crookedly against the desk behind.

hiss!
The more than 600 students in the classroom gasped, their eyes were almost wide open, and their faces were full of surprise—the knife was blown away, but it still had such a strong rotation force. Is the rotation skill really that strong? !

"I'm not accurate enough in judging your strength. I exerted a little more force just now." Yuan Qing smiled apologetically: "Little pig...let's call it that for now, is your right hand okay?"

Zhu Tonghai looked down at the tiger's mouth on his right hand—there were a few bloody holes that were oozing out, not serious... Wait, what did he just say?The judgment was inaccurate, and the force was a little too strong. Could it be that he hasn't used his full strength yet? !
"I take it." Zhu Tonghai took out a milk tablet and chewed it in his mouth. A faint white mist came out of the tiger's mouth in his right hand. The wound healed quickly, and he was not at all discouraged. While returning to his seat, he turned his head to look at Li Jinming and Liang Yanqiu: " Hehe, I think the two of you are quite annoying too, Assistant Coach Yuan has great strength in his hands and enough strength in spinning, if you still want to go on stage, be careful."

Zhu Tonghai returned to his seat, and the third-tier student threw the knife to him; while Li Jinming gritted his teeth, and turned to look at Liang Yanqiu: "Are you going up or I'm going up?... You use a sword, you are clever, or should you go first?" superior!"

Liang Yanqiu nodded, walked up to the podium with a long alloy sword in her hand, bowed slightly, and was very polite: "Assistant Yuan, my sword is SS-level, don't worry, I will pay for it if Huang Dongdong's knife breaks."

Yuan Qing was speechless for a while.

These are children from some families, S-level, SS-level, this level of alloy swords, I used to dream of getting one, and they just gave them to use casually, and they didn't seem to care much.Huang Dongdong said just now that if you cut it down casually, you don’t need to pay for it if you cut it down. This Liang Yanqiu said that she will pay for it—they are not short of money!
"Don't worry, it won't be broken." Yuan Qing naturally relaxed, holding the alloy saber in his right hand: "Student Liang, whether the sword is light or heavy, just shoot."

Liang Yanqiu nodded again, and took a light step forward. The alloy sword in his hand stabbed out suddenly without any warning. It seemed that there was no air resistance, and the deceleration was obviously faster than Zhu Tonghai's. It was impossible to tell where the tip of her sword landed.

"S-level cheat book, Bullying the Wind and Drizzle Sword, she is using the second style - Misty Rain." Yuan Qing narrowed her eyes slightly, stepped forward with her left foot, and rotated her body again, setting off a swirling air around her body. The back slightly touched the tip of her sword, and then twisted and pulled her wrist.

Cang!
A strange sound of metal rubbing was heard, Liang Yanqiu staggered, his body could not stop his momentum, he rushed out four or five steps crookedly, directly rushed down the podium, took another step obliquely, and almost fell down.

"Huh?!" Tong Lin, who was sitting at the door of the classroom watching the battle, instantly lit up her eyes.

Yuan Qing's sword was cleverly broken, and at the same time coordinated with the strength of the rotation... The key is that he knows the bullying wind and rain sword very well, and knows the subtle changes in the sword technique-this is a broken move, completely crushing Liang Yanqiu!
"One month in the library, S-level swordsmanship, swordsmanship, spearmanship, axemanship... a total of more than 1600 copies, I have integrated them." Yuan Qing looked at Liang Yanqiu with a blank face, feeling a little fiery in his heart— ——The bullying and drizzle sword she used is also included in the library. Even if it is not, the Wudi sword and Wudi sword improved by the brain can also be easily cracked. This is the harvest of that month!
Liang Yanqiu looked down at the alloy sword in her hand, her small lips moved a few times, as if she wanted to say something; after thinking about it, she turned around and bowed slightly to Yuan Qing: "Assistant Yuan, I lost. Please teach me the spinning skills, I think the Bullying Wind and Drizzle Sword can still be improved."

Yuan Qing nodded slowly.

This Liang Yanqiu is very smart, and he can think of it in such a short time. After adding the spinning technique, even the S-level swordsmanship has room for improvement.Like the Huangshui Dielang Dao created by the King of the Plateau, adding rotation, sprinting, and shocking... After brain improvement, it is the original version of the Emperor Wu Dao, and its power is greatly increased!
When Liang Yanqiu returned to his seat, Li Jinming's face was already a little ugly. He and Liang Yanqiu were similar in strength, and had self-knowledge——Yuan Qing had something, and his spinning skills were exquisite.The only hope now is...

"Brother Zhou!" Li Jinming was suddenly excited, and turned to look at Zhou Yuan on the right.

In the center of the first row, Zhou Yuan gently rubbed the center of his eyebrows with his finger, slowly lowered his finger, and slowly turned his head: "Li Jinming, don't go up, Assistant Yuan's knife technique is not that simple. To verify whether the rotation technique is suitable for everyone I have a way to spread it on a large scale, maybe I can give it a try.”

After finishing speaking, Zhou Yuan walked up to the podium, and lightly waved the alloy saber in his hand: "Assistant Yuan, I want to discuss the eight bloody battle styles with you, please advise."

(End of this chapter)