Fantasy: Plundering Opportunities, Leaving The Protagonist With Nowhere To Go

After finishing speaking, Li Jun took out an order from his arms.

"The four elders of the inner sect have agreed that Lin Ming and I will enter the ring."

"I came here today not to request you, but to inform you to take care of your safety."

After finishing speaking, Li Jun shook his sleeves and left with his head held high.

After the breakthrough, Lin Ming tested his strength and then had a good sleep.

When he woke up, the sun was already rising in the sky. Lin Ming opened his eyes and felt as if he had been cursed by the bed, and he really didn't want to get up.

He continued to squint for a few minutes.

Half an hour later, he opened his eyes again.

After rubbing his face, he got up with perseverance.

“Cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you don’t advance, you will retreat!”

"Don't fish for three days and dry the nets for two days..."

Lin Ming murmured to himself before picking up his clothes and pushing open the door.

As soon as he left the room, he saw a half-lying body, holding the hilt of the sword tightly in his right hand.

Preparatory movements for sword drawing.

However, at this time Zhen Li was facing Lin Ming head-on, and because she was lying half-lying on her stomach, a hint of snow-white was exposed on her chest.

"What a white sword!"

When Zhen Li heard this, it was as if she was electrocuted. She quickly stood up straight, her face flushed.

"Senior brother, you...how can you peek at others practicing?"

Zhen Li's shy voice reached her ears.

Lin Ming said righteously: "Junior sister, you have slandered senior brother. Senior brother is looking at it openly, how can you be sneaky?"

"ah?"

Zhen Li was at a loss for words and didn't know how to refute.

At the same time, Lin Ming said:

"It's a big taboo to peek at your practice. Let's do this. To make it up to you, I'll teach you a technique."

"Huh? No...it's not that serious."

Zhen Li shook her head hastily.

However, Lin Ming did not care about the girl, but continued:

"My technique is inherited from my family, but there are three things that are not passed down."

"oh?"

Zhen Li's eyes lit up.

"First, spread the word within, not outside."

"oh."

"Secondly, pass down the inheritance from female to male."

"Why?"

The swordsmanship is feminine and suitable for women. "

"It makes sense... What about the third one?"

"Third, only pass on the wife."

Zhen Li was stunned for a moment, her face flushed instantly:

"Senior brother, you bullied me again!"

Lin Ming laughed.

Zhen Li turned around and lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Lin Ming.

Lin Ming said:

"The jokes are over, how's the sword drawing practice going? Do you need my advice?"

"good."

Zhen Li nodded and turned around.

However, his face was still flushed.

Zhen Li said: "Senior brother has great swordsmanship and is the strongest person I have ever seen. This is the sword-drawing technique that I have recently studied. Please help me check it out."

Lin Ming pondered for a moment, crossed his arms and said:

"You show it, let me take a look!"

Zhen Li nodded.

Lin Ming was afraid that Zhen Li's talent was too high and that he would surpass him in just a few days, so he smiled and said:

"However, let me explain in advance that everyone has their own opinions on swordsmanship. Although we all practice sword-drawing skills, there are still fundamental differences. Although I can see it, it may not be of much help to you."

"understandable."

After Zhen Li finished speaking, her body was half-lying, but now her buttocks were facing Lin Ming. He didn't dare to face Lin Ming with his chest.

Suddenly, the sword light flashed by, as fast as the wind and as fast as lightning.

Lin Ming folded his arms and watched quietly. After breaking through the Basic Accomplishment of Sword Drawing, he was already a very powerful person in this area in terms of Sword Drawing.

In my memory, the young man practiced swordsmanship day after day, improving his swordsmanship. His vision and knowledge were beyond the comparison of ordinary swordsmen.

Zhen Li performed the sword drawing technique three times in a row, then turned to look at Lin Ming.

Lin Ming clasped his hands behind his back and said, "Overall, it's not bad."

"However, there is still a small problem."

"Quick but not accurate, accurate but not ruthless... Although the sword-drawing technique emphasizes the word "quick", it would be a pity to just be quick."

After Zhen Li listened, she nodded in agreement:

"Then what should I do?"

Lin Ming thought for a moment, took Zhen Li's sword, held Zhen Li's little hand, and personally taught her how to use it.

After teaching it once, Zhen Li blushed and her heart beat beating, but as expected of a genius, after teaching it again, the girl was half as accurate as before.

Immediately afterwards, the girl's sword draw became slower and slower, but her movements became more and more standard.

It was not until noon that the girl drew her sword again and was able to hit wherever she pointed.

Rapid progress!

After practicing the sword, Zhen Li packed up and walked to the town outside the sect.

The girl's steps were light and she didn't seem to feel tired even when running.

An hour later, she came to a very dilapidated yard.

Just entered the yard.

The middle-aged woman lying on the bed looked at her in surprise.

"Why are you back today?"

"It's easier now than before and I have a lot of free time."

The middle-aged woman smiled and said,

"That's it. It looks like I've met a good inner disciple."

The look on the middle-aged woman's face was a little guilty. If it hadn't been for her illness, Zhen Li wouldn't have suffered so much.

Zhen Li put down the sword, then picked up the middle-aged woman and placed her on a chair.

The middle-aged woman heard Zhen Li whisper:

"Aunt Qing, I want to stay in Tianxuanmen forever."

"Yeah......"

The middle-aged woman touched Zhen Li's cheek, her face full of love and compassion:

"Meet someone you like here?"

There was no joking in his tone, but he was very serious.