Raised after a boy's scumbag

Chapter 40
Liu Tong returned home and continued to endorse. For him, endorsement has become a very interesting thing.

After dinner, Liu Tong continued to memorize until 11 o'clock in the evening, and the math book reached 47 pages.

Today, I recited 30 pages a day. At this rate, I can't finish the math book in a week.

But Liu Tong had no choice. When he made the bet, he didn't expect math books to be so difficult to memorize.

He wants to win the bet, but he only hopes to memorize it faster and faster.

Falling asleep and falling asleep, Liu Tong discovered that this time he came to a large courtyard of thousands of square meters.

Beside the courtyard wall, there are several rows of weapon racks with many knives, guns and sticks placed on them.

A man in a black suit stood beside those weapon racks, with his back to Liu Tong.

"A copy of the primary mission, get three stars from the martial arts teacher, reward body +1 for success, reward 1 entry-level lottery draw, failure penalty is unknown, time limit for completion, exhaustion of energy."

Hearing the system voice in his mind and looking at the somewhat familiar figure from behind, Liu Tong felt that he was about to be unlucky.

"Xiaotong, we meet again." The man in black turned his face, revealing an ugly sallow face, his smile was uglier than crying, Liu Tong couldn't help avoiding his gaze.

"Xiaotong, you have performed well these few days and deserve praise."

"Aren't you a calligraphy teacher? Why did you become a martial arts teacher again?" Liu Tong was a little speechless. He still remembered the chances of this ugly yellow-faced man cheating him several times.

"How can I not be a martial arts teacher if I have too many skills?" The yellow-faced man smiled and said, "Xiaotong, hurry up and get ready to start. Today we will practice swords."

"Practice sword..." Liu Tong looked at the row of weapons on the weapon rack and walked over.

At this time, he saw that he was wearing a white dress, his chest was still slightly raised, and a few strands of hair from the back of his head were floating in front of his face.

Liu Tong naturally knew that this was the system's consistent urination. According to the yellow-faced man, he had this body in his dream, and it seemed that this body had grown up a bit.

"Xiaotong, the sword is the king of a hundred soldiers. As long as you become a qualified swordsman, you are qualified to walk in the rivers and lakes." The yellow-faced man also walked to the weapon rack, picked up a three-foot long sword, and gently After waving it, he threw it directly at Liu Tong, "Go on!"

"This..." Liu Tong saw the flying sword and hurriedly dodged, "Brother, you are going to murder."

"You can't hold a sword, how can you be a swordsman?" The yellow-faced man looked serious, obviously dissatisfied with Liu Tong's performance.

"Did I ever say that I wanted to be a swordsman?" Liu Tong bent down and picked up the long sword, which weighed about two or three catties, and he could barely swing it.

"The first item in the essentials of swordsmanship is to draw the sword. Next, you will practice drawing the sword."

"Teacher, this sword has no scabbard, how can I practice drawing it?"

"By the way, I suddenly remembered that you don't need to practice drawing a sword, you just need to practice picking and stabbing." The yellow-faced man touched his nose, and then said, "Next, you will practice picking and stabbing."

"Pick and stab?"

"Yes, these two moves are the most effective means of attack when facing the enemy..." The yellow-faced man paused after saying this, "Forget it, you don't understand anyway, so I won't talk nonsense , let's go straight to the sparring."

"Pair practice?" Liu Tong stared, this martial arts teacher seemed unreliable at all.

"Take your sword and get ready now."

"Is this right for sparring?" Liu Tong carefully held the long sword and looked at the ugly yellow-faced man.

"Yes, swordsmanship is ever-changing, and the fastest way to improve is actual combat." The yellow-faced man shook his hand slightly, and a stick-shaped laser sword shining with purple light appeared in his hand.

"Teacher, are you holding a laser sword?"

"This is actually just a glowing stick. Don't be afraid, because I'm afraid of hurting you, so I use this as a weapon."

"So that's how it is..." Looking at the laser sword, Liu Tong didn't think it was an ordinary stick, but he could only believe what the yellow-faced man said.

"Then we will start sparring. As long as you can stab me, you will get one star. If you stab me three times, you will complete the task."

"Teacher, are you sure you'll be fine if I stab you?"

"Xiaotong, this is a mission dungeon in your dream, do you think that even if you cut me in half, I will die?"

"Okay, then let's try it." Liu Tong was a little excited. Although he hadn't played with swords much, he had seen many martial arts movies, those masters locked their throats with one sword and killed with one sword.

"Let's start." The yellow-faced man smiled slightly, took a step forward with a purple laser sword, and slashed at Liu Tong.

Liu Tong hurriedly raised his sword to resist, but he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and a purple light pierced his chest, and then his body trembled, and a cold chill made his body freeze.

"It's too weak, it's really boring." The yellow-faced man waved his hand after speaking, and put away the laser sword.

"Hmm..." Liu Tong was still trembling slightly, unable to speak, staring at the ugly yellow-faced man.

"First of all, your reaction is too slow. I only used one-third of the speed, and you couldn't dodge." The yellow-faced man shook his head and said, "Secondly, your courage is too small. Big flaws, as long as you concentrate, you can find my flaws and stab me with one blow."

"The most important point is that you don't know anything at all, but you agree to practice against me. This is simply asking for humiliation."

"Damn!" Liu Tong said angrily, "You're just better than me, let's do it again!"

"Yes, it's recovered, so let's do it again." The yellow-faced man showed a hint of approval, and then the laser sword appeared in his hand again.

"Go to hell with me!" Liu Tong stabbed at the yellow-faced man's chest with his Qingfeng long sword in his hand.

The yellow-faced man turned sideways, easily flashed past, and said, "There is no follow-up change at all, it's just courting death."

"Go to hell!" Liu Tong turned around and slashed again with the long sword in his hand.

"Miss two hits, lie down for me." The yellow-faced man said, and stabbed Liu Tong's abdomen with the laser sword in his hand. Liu Tong froze and fell down immediately.

Lying on the ground, Liu Tong closed his eyes. In the two fights just now, he didn't lose unjustly. If he really fought with others, then he had already died twice.

"Xiaotong, what do you think?"

After a while, Liu Tong was able to speak, sat up and pointed at the yellow-faced man and said, "Teacher, you are shameless and bullying your students."

"I'm telling you not to be too ambitious, and you can practice whatever you want." The yellow-faced man smiled slightly, are you willing to practice picking and stabbing now?

"Did you teach me?" Liu Tong was speechless to this incomprehensible teacher.

"Didn't I teach you? It doesn't seem to be the case, then you can watch me do it first." The yellow-faced man said, walked to the weapon rack, drew out another long sword, and then swiped the long sword from bottom to top. Shaking, said: "This is called picking, remember."

Then he swung the long sword forward again, and said, "This is called stabbing, learn it."

"It's almost done." Looking at these two basic movements, Liu Tong was also very depressed. He would suffer if he met such a martial arts teacher.

"Now you can practice by yourself, and I will check later."

After the yellow-faced man finished speaking, he walked to the weapon rack, picked up two sledgehammers, placed them side by side on the ground, sat on them, took out a mobile phone from somewhere, and started looking.

"Damn..." Liu Tong looked at the yellow-faced man playing with his mobile phone, and he wished he could stab him with a sword immediately.

(End of this chapter)