Fairyland, Big Problem

"Twilight sinks the boat!"

"what?"

"Duel!"

Similar scenes have appeared too many times these days. After the injury, the iron fist grabbed Mu Shenzhou Imperial City PK to relieve the suffocation.

Mu Chenzhou said that he was on official business, no matter how much the students made a fuss, they would not fight.

Half a month into school, Yang Liufeng faintly felt the signs of a breakthrough.

Break through what?

Of course, it is the breakthrough from ordinary people to the lower stage of the cloud...

In the practice hall, Yang Liufeng was sitting in a cross-shaped manner, and the little boy was pointing fingers at the side.

Ye Xiaoxing, a four-star aptitude, is really amazing from the happy performance so far.

One week after entering the school, he entered the threshold of the Dark Slayer, but he was only 10 years old, the golden period of cultivation had not yet passed, and his plasticity was indeed much stronger than that of adult students.

"Yangliufeng, that's not the case. The spiritual energy in your body is messed up."

Being taught by a 10-year-old child makes his face hot.

In addition, there are other students around, and Yang Liufeng's eyes swept over from time to time, making Yang Liufeng restless.

Just in this embarrassing martial arts hall, his mind was overwhelmed, and he always felt the heat well up in his heart!

Breakthrough...failure.

"Nosebleed! Willow Wind has a nosebleed!"

"Don't panic about normal phenomena."

"Turn your head up."

"No, no, you can't raise your head when you have a nosebleed!"

The wrong way, nosebleeds and raising your head will cause blood to flow back and accumulate in the nasal cavity.

Not discussing special situations such as sepsis, you should keep your body steady, breathe calmly, let the nosebleed drip naturally, stop the bleeding naturally, and continue to remain calm.

"Yangliufeng, you are too anxious."

The dog-headed guillotine group flower, whose name Wen Jiu didn't know, stood in front of Yangliufeng.

Oh, it's not a guillotine, that dream image is a Western-style guillotine.

Seeing Gumi Hua's long legs, Yang Liufeng's nosebleed that had just stopped was surging, and Ye Xiaoxing was so frightened that she hurriedly used a simple medical technique.

"How could it be so serious?!"

"Hahaha." Wen Li saw the clue, "This kid Yang Liufeng is not simply because his breakthrough failed, but..."

"you shut up!"

"Don't move around, I'm treating you."

The indifferent Ye Xiaoxing was puzzled, anxious, and in a hurry.

Going up to the second floor of the training hall, Wen Jiu and Jewel Starfish were leaning on the railing together, looking at the open-air martial arts field below.

The senior academy is practicing martial arts, a very mainstream sword-type dark-slayer.

Wen Jiu took out a short knife from behind. It was basic equipment mixed with some special materials. The quality was not as good as the bullets used by Qian Axiong.

Wen Jiu was carrying this short knife on a mission with an iron fist. If he wanted to try to adapt to the weapon in actual combat, it was better than his bare hands.

I can't talk about facing evil spirits, but when facing evil spirits, the short knife is not useful at all, and I don't dare to approach the enemy when I hold it in my hand.

The main reason is the lack of defense ability. Without a powerful elf town, how dare to cut evil things. The other half is because the first time I played the knife, I always felt that I couldn't start, and the most I could do was throw it.

It's like the first time to kill a chicken in a hurry.

The little secretary said that the first thing to learn martial arts is to choose a weapon, to experience the feeling of various weapons in battle, and to decide what is best for you.

However, without the foundation of martial arts, I can't find the so-called feeling with a weapon...

The egg comes first, or the chicken comes first.

"Jewel Starfish, do you think I can use a short knife?"

Just relying on brain supplements, long-handled weapons are definitely not easy to use, and light and flexible short soldiers are more suitable for free scouts.

As for the spiritual equipment in the virtual mode, it can't be used for a long time.

[Director, with us, you don't have to worry too much about fighting. 】

"For the time being, I'm not at the point where I can take the initiative to fight in and out on the battlefield, but I must have the ability to defend myself in defense and counterattack, so I don't hold back."

Waving a short knife, Wen Jiu felt like a cook.

The last time I performed the mission, the function of this thing was equivalent to a jungle machete, similar to a field survival tool, but the special materials mixed in were blinded.

You must know that even if it is entry-level equipment, it can still cause normal damage to evil spirits when used well.

The time was about the same. Wen Jiu went back to the classroom to prepare in advance, and the jewel starfish jumped back to Dreamland.

Classes still have to be taught well. The courses of the Institute of Strategy are the essence.

Today is still a public class, talking about rescue operations when evil things appear.

There are no groups in the public class. Yang Liufeng, who has two **** of tissue paper in his nostrils, sits in the back row. He speaks in a loud voice, making Ye Xiaoxing laugh.

"Are you all right?" Wen Jiu turned around and cared about this messed up friend.

There are all acquaintances nearby. The Yangliufeng team of the special combat team and the free investigator Ye Xiaoxing partnered to help each other to conquer the "source of disaster".

"koo~ no problem."

"It looks like there's no problem, it's like imitating a pig's bark when you breathe in."

"Hahahahaha!" Ye Xiaoxing smiled very lowly, lying on the table and couldn't stand up.

"I...cough."

Just after uttering a word, Yang Liufeng suddenly pulled out the paper ball stuck in his nose and sat upright.

"What's the madness?"

"Silly X Wen Jiu, the flower of your special investigation team."

"Hey... the academies are blooming everywhere, aren't they?"

Wen Jiu was speechless. Since he entered the school, he has hurriedly replenished the general knowledge of the practice circle, and he was going to the 'source of trouble', and he was also a temporary free investigator for the assessment. He really seldom inquired about the college gossip.

I always feel that eating or chatting with Yangliufeng is a flower everywhere.

"You don't understand Fengyue, you are very young in the campus, you only know that your cultivation will turn into a dead wood like Mo Feishuang."

"Who said dead wood?!"

Sharp eyes with sword intent, from the same group of Yang Liufeng: Mo Feishhuang~www.readwn.com~ He belongs to a cultivator who strives for perfection. He is two years older than Wen Jiu. The different tactics of stabbing and sword combinations were first glimpsed, and were praised by many teachers.

The strength is in place, the person is handsome, and the temperament is cold, and he is popular among girls.

But Mo Feishuang implemented the principle of "Women will only affect the speed of my sword drawing", and never contacted girls except for necessary tasks.

Yang Liufeng called it a waste of looks.

About to go to class, another girl hurriedly entered the teacher with her companion, which attracted everyone's attention.

The guillotine group of flowers.

From Wen Jiu's point of view, it is really conspicuous. After the special attack ability value is increased, the image of the guillotine dream can be seen occasionally falling, as if a prisoner's watermelon was cut into the air.

"Yangliufeng, what's the background of that girl?"

As soon as Wen Jiu asked about the news of the special forces team, Yang Liufeng showed the approval of "people of my generation".

"That's right, you have to be frank. That one is a dark-soothing man of the formation class, with a gentle dagger-style formation, capable of defending and attacking."

"Array class..."

Wen Jiu looked at the guillotine guillotine that fell again, and said that it was more reasonable to say that they were swordsmen and iron knights.

"what is her name?"

"Kendama."

"Eh? Kendama seems to be a traditional small toy."

"Shh—" Yang Liufeng raised his finger and made a mute gesture, "Die early, make a joke about the name of the flower."

"No kidding. If you don't mention toys, you will feel like a beauty like a sword like a rainbow."

"Who knows how the family gave the name, anyway, Kendama is a gentle and gentle girl."

Boom.

The teacher who entered the door put the books on the podium, and the classroom returned to quiet...