I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

The implication is - not short of money.

"I will only teach you how to use a sword."

"enough."

"Teaching hours are not fixed, but I can't work overtime. If you don't learn, it's your own problem. Don't come and blame me."

"acceptable!"

"Finally, don't let others find out, and say something nice in front of my wife. She seems to listen easily to what you students say."

"I will handle it!"

Cheng Rang sighed softly, then raised his last finger and said, "Then, is it time to serve me wine?"

"Dr. Cheng, I'm still a minor."

"ha

Ah, really, I can’t see it! "Cheng Rang walked back with his pockets in his pockets and waved to Maki behind him.

"From now on, when it's just the two of us, please call me Master."

Cheng Rang didn't want to rely on Maki's pronunciation to pronounce [Teacher Cheng] like this, so he just did this.

There was uncontrollable excitement in Maki's tone, and when she looked at Cheng Rang's back, there seemed to be a light of expectation in her eyes.

"Yes! Master!"

Chapter 48 Strength Test

Two days later, in a certain dojo.

"This place seems to be going bankrupt soon, so I can rent it at a relatively cheap price and practice here in the future."

Cheng Rang and Zhenxi stood side by side at the door, looking at the dilapidated dojo with hair growing on the floor in front of them.

"The Magic College is also very large, why isn't it there?"

"If you have many eyes and ears, it will be bad if others see you."

Cheng Rang clapped his hands and said, "Your task today is to clean up here, and I'll find some targets."

"target?"

Cheng Rang smiled mysteriously, "You'll know when the time comes."

After Cheng Rang left, Chanyuan really looked forward to the dusty and dilapidated dojo in front of him. With firm eyes, he rolled up his sleeves and started cleaning.

Ever since she saw the sword that Cheng Rang casually swung, Maki thought that even if she could just learn a little bit from this man, it might be a huge gain that ordinary people could not imagine.

Although it's been a while since I've been a disciple like anyone else, in terms of hard work and hard work, Maki thinks she can't lose to anyone.

"Just cleaning up, no big deal!"

The girl was full of energy. After getting a bucket, mop and other cleaning tools, she started busy without saying a word.

...

A few hours later, Maki wiped the floor thoroughly, and figures could even be reflected on the wooden floor. At this time, Cheng Rang had just returned.

"Hey, you're doing a good job. He's a good disciple."

"When do we start?" Maki threw the rag into the bucket and looked at Cheng Rang.

"Master, by the way...where is the target you want to bring?"

Cheng Rang immediately slapped his head: "Ah, did I say I would bring a target?"

"..."

Maki's plaintive gaze made Cheng Rang feel uncomfortable, and he quickly said: "Don't stare at me like that, I'm just kidding!"

——In fact, he really forgot. He found an excuse to leave his apprentice here to give her a job, and ran to spend a sweet breakfast time with Isabella, but this kind of thing must not be allowed to his apprentice. knew.

What surprised Cheng Rang was that Isabella also accepted Knotweed as her apprentice and taught him the Brisac Conjuration.

When Cheng Rang asked if he could do this behind Leticia's back, he got the answer "After officially advancing to the Lin Curse Grandmaster, you can recruit disciples on your own."

And that night, Gojo Satoru and Japanese knotweed were taken to observe the actual combat, and they learned about [Field Expansion], the most advanced technique of a conjurer.

At this time, Maki on the side seemed to see something and frowned.

"Master - you, the old man, haven't really forgotten, have you?"

"No!" Cheng Rang immediately denied Maki's question in front of him, and then secretly began to rummage through his backpack.

In the end, I couldn't find anything that could be used as a target...

"Ahem, uh, well, I plan to see your full strength first."

"Full force?"

"Yes!" Cheng Rang wiped a handful of cold sweat, and then said with a profound look: "Have you brought any spell tools?"

"I brought it..." Maki took the handbag placed at the door and opened the zipper. There were several magic tools of different shapes inside.

"What's your best weapon?"

Maki took out the spell tools from her bag and replied: "What I'm good at... I can do anything, but my favorite is long-handled weapons."

"After all, an inch longer means an inch stronger!"

The girl said as she combined the three short poles together, and danced like a tiger with the long-handled knife in her hand.

"Then use this one." Cheng Rang simply arranged his clothes, put his mobile phone wallet and other things into the system backpack, and waved to Maki.

"No matter what method you use, as long as you can touch me, you can start the next stage."

Maki glanced at the long-handled sword in her hand, "But I'm here to learn swordsmanship from you..."

"The way of weapons leads to the same goal through different paths."

Maki pursed her lips. Although she felt that Cheng Rang's words made sense, she always felt like he was perfunctory.

——Very unhappy!

"The time limit is five minutes, do your best, at least have the consciousness to kill me."

Cheng Rang turned sideways to avoid the oncoming knife tip, flicked his finger, and the roaring air blast knocked the weapon from Maki's hand into the air.

"The most powerful spell tool in the Conjuration High School is this rookie who can't even hold a weapon?"

Maki gritted her teeth and showed an expression of reluctance to admit defeat. She snorted coldly, hooked her foot, and the long-handled knife flew into the palm of her hand again, drawing a circular sword light with a whir, and strangled.

But after several rounds, the girl couldn't even catch Cheng Rang's clothes.

"You can't rely on the power of curses to fight, so you can only rely on the curse tools in your hands to kill curses. Aren't some of these curse tools useful?"

Cheng Rang moved on his toes and flew backwards.

The stabbing attack that followed the sweeping attack failed.

, Maki was not discouraged, raised the corner of her mouth, and slapped the tail of the pole with her palm.

Clang!

There was a sound of the chain being brushed, and the red-tasseled knife tip flew out. The girl flicked it skillfully, and the tip of the knife swiped past Cheng Rang's eyelids with a cold light.

"hateful!"

"Oh, almost, it's a little surprise."

Cheng Rang smiled and wiggled his fingers, ticking the hook, signaling to come again.

The chain connected to the blade was retracted, Maki unscrewed the last two sections, and simply used it as a simple sword to hack away.

"The momentum is good, but the movement is too slow."

"No one has ever said that to me...! Take the move!"

The sound of whooshing through the air echoed in the empty dojo along with the footsteps.

Five minutes passed. Maki, who was high-spirited at first, was panting slightly and couldn't help cursing.

"Can you stop hiding and let me chop you to death!?"

"Huo - have you ever talked to Master like this?"

"It looks like you don't want to teach me seriously at all!"

Cheng Rang laughed and asked, "Can you defeat the super class alone?"

"I'm just a fourth-level conjurer."

"Then I don't care. Your unwillingness to be promoted has nothing to do with me."

"What level do you think I am?"

"Are you angry, you kid? In my eyes, all levels of spellcasters are the same."

Cheng Rang took the simple knife from Maki's hand and weighed it a few times.

"When an enemy who is much stronger than you tries to play with your mind and fights you, but you can't even touch it, do you still want to be like this?"

The blade was pointed at Maki's neck, and she subconsciously avoided it, but no matter how she avoided it, the blade stayed close to her skin.

The cold sharpness makes the skin feel sticky with blood.

can not breath....

"Can you hide away?" Cheng Rang approached the blade again, but Maki had no way to retreat and leaned her back against the wall.

"Do you want to kill me? This is a practical tool."

"Then bring practical equipment to practice, and you have to use your real skills." Cheng Rang put away the knife and handed the weapon back to Maki.

"Is this knife expensive?"

"good...."

As soon as she finished speaking, Cheng Rang grasped the blade of the blade with two fingers and exerted force, and the hard steel blade was forced into two gaps.

Shaking his intact fingers, Cheng Rang pointed to his head again under Maki's surprised gaze.

"Stop holding back. What I want to see is your full strength. The weapons in your hands can't hurt me. I really don't know the point of holding on to your hands. Are you looking down on me, your master?"

"Besides, if you really cut me - I'm still a doctor, right?"

Maki checked the blade in her hand that was almost destroyed instantly, and said sadly: "This knife is not cheap."

"Deduct it from your tuition."

Cheng Rang looked at the girl who threw away the long knife and picked up another spell tool, and waved to her again.

"Let me see the murderous look in your eyes... After all, my sword skills are not for show."

Chapter 49: Potential

Maki swore that she had maximized the power of the spell in her hand, but she still couldn't see a trace of satisfaction in Cheng Rang's eyes.

"stop."

The magic tool that danced with the sound of breaking through the air stopped in mid-air, and was taken back by Maki.

The girl had a look of reluctance on her face and hesitated to speak.

Cheng Rang dropped the toothpick in his mouth and just ate a whole box of fruit in front of Maki during Maki's attack without being affected by her at all. It seemed to be a bit of a blow to her.

"The accuracy and strength of your moves are already very good by the standards of your peers, but - all you have are just moves. Are you here to learn sword moves from me?"

"..."

Facing Maki who lowered his head and said nothing, Cheng Rang stretched out his hand to hold Chu Xin, the long sword that appeared at his waist, and drew the sword out of its sheath.

"Watch it, I'll only demonstrate it once."

Is that pure white long sword the master's sword? Maki thought silently, and then stared attentively at the figure standing in the center of the field holding a knife.

Cheng Rang took a deep breath and restrained his aura, revealing only a trace of it.

But even so, Maki's breathing stagnated suddenly, and the hand holding the weapon couldn't stop trembling. The blood in her body seemed to have stopped flowing, and the strong sense of suffocation made her unable to breathe.

[He] looked at himself.