The changes in his body were definitely related to his uncle. When he returned to the classroom, Wu Tian subconsciously practiced breathing techniques.

By the time he realized it, it was already noon. What had happened to him? How could he continue to practice the breathing method of kendo?

During the lunch break, everyone else went to eat. Only Wu Tian was sitting in the classroom in a daze. He didn't remember that he should go to eat until someone came back to the classroom.

It's a pity that he can't eat anything in the cafeteria now, so Wu Tian can only sit in his seat in a daze.

Kendo is just a tool that I keep in the martial arts school. It is my dream to become a master who can defeat all kinds of magic. How could I become addicted to kendo and be unable to extricate myself?

At the training ground, several teachers from the kendo class watched Wu Tian's practice, but today they found that Wu Tian was actually practicing basic boxing techniques.

What's the use of him practicing swordsmanship and boxing? Is his minor training in boxing and kicking?

Li Fei was also very interested when he saw Wu Tian doing this. After all, Wu Tian had just won the first-class scholarship, which would give him a certain advantage in the mid-year evaluation.

It's just that Wu Tian's basic boxing skills are a bit rusty, and even halfway through the fight, there's a sense of ambiguity.

Wu Tian stopped his movements and looked at his hands blankly, wondering what had happened to him.

When he was confused, in the corner of the third training ground, Xu Zhiyuan looked at Feng Feiyang respectfully. There must be only one reason why he suddenly visited his martial arts school.

Feng Feiyang looked at Wu Tian standing there stupidly and asked, "What's wrong with this child?"

"I don't know. How about I go up and ask?"

Xu Zhiyuan spoke carefully, for fear of saying something wrong. After getting the old man's nod, he walked to the training ground.

He waved to Li Fei in the distance and asked him to bring Wu Tian over.

"Classmate Wu Tian, ​​are you feeling unwell? Why do you look so absent-minded?"

Looking up at Xu Zhiyuan, Wu Tian said: "I'm a little confused. I obviously practiced swordsmanship to stay in the martial arts school, but now I can't seem to forget him."

This answer confused the other two people, and then Wu Tian's answer solved their doubts.

"I originally wanted to train my body and train my fists and kicks, and eventually break through all kinds of magic. I also practiced swordsmanship and stayed in the martial arts school to achieve this goal. But now I only have the training method of kendo in my mind."

"Principal, teacher, can you help me?"

Li Fei wanted to speak but was stopped by Xu Zhiyuan. He said to Wu Tianda: "You need to decide this by yourself, we can't help."

Wu Tian, ​​who stayed where he was, fell into a daze again, and Xu Zhiyuan also told Feng Feiyang everything Wu Tian said.

Looking at Wu Tian, ​​Feng Feiyang also had a kind of confusion on his face. The reason why this kid was confused was that he was practicing swordsmanship to stay in the martial arts school rather than just because he liked it.

It only took one month to master the basic swordsmanship to perfection. Such understanding of swordsmanship is really amazing.

Looking at Wu Tian's figure, Feng Feiyang suddenly thought that the person he had been looking for was him.

The reason why Wu Tian has such doubts is that he doesn't know which path he should take. He doesn't know whether his true intention is to practice body training or sword training.

There was no one to help him make a choice on this issue. As the saying goes, the person who untied the bell must tie the bell.

At this moment, the sound of fighting came from the training ground, and this sound also attracted Wu Tian.

There was a conflict between the martial arts students from the kendo class and Ding Yingyao. The martial arts students from the weapons class should be in the second training ground, especially since the martial arts students from the kendo class were now in the third training ground.

Originally, the two classes were in harmony with each other, but the other class would always occupy other places when practicing swordplay, which also caused the students in the boxing class to be unable to practice.

In the absence of the teacher, Ding Yingyao, as the genius of the class, naturally stepped in to coordinate.

Facing his negotiation, Dong Xiuqi, who was wielding an epee, said: "I'm sorry, why don't you wait, after all, we are an excellent class. Besides, why do your boxing classes need such a big place?"

Ding Yingyao retorted: "So what? You lost your outstanding class because of your failure in the assessment. Besides, you are just a bunch of sword dancers. What do you have to be proud of?"

His words made many martial arts practitioners stop. Dong Xiuqi even glared at him and said, "What did you just say?"

"I said you are just a group of sword dancers. Did you win the third battle test yesterday? I don't know who occupies such a good training ground. They pride themselves on being an excellent class all day long, but they didn't win the last game. It's really funny.

Of."

Ding Yingyao's words completely made the students in the kendo class stop holding their swords, and the entire kendo class glared at him.

In response, Yao Li and the other three people did not hesitate to stand behind him and stare at him.

When other people saw this scene, they also rushed forward, feeling like they would start a fight if they disagreed.

"Come out, let's practice."

Facing Dong Xiuqi's roll call, Ding Yingyao said disdainfully: "You are not qualified yet."

In response to this, Dong Xiuqi was completely angry. He suppressed his inner anger and said: "If you win..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ding Yingyao, "Not only do you have to return to your own training ground, but you also have to give half of it to us."

At this moment, the students in the kendo class also hesitated, but Ding Yingyao continued: "Of course we are the same, if you don't dare, don't be so showy, just keep your tail between your legs."

The martial arts student in the kendo class was originally angry, but now he was so stimulated by Ding Yingyao. Dong Xiuqi picked up the epee and walked towards the middle.

The sound of the two fighting and the sound of cheering from all around attracted Wu Tian's attention.

Ding Yingyao kept dodging, and Dong Xiuqi's swordsmanship was limited to a few basic swordsmanship moves.

However, the opponent still had the upper hand in terms of inner energy, and Ding Yingyao was very afraid of the acquired sixth level.

The heavy sword has no edge but is powerful and heavy. After avoiding the opponent's moves again, Ding Yingyao directly strikes close to him.

The victory has been decided.

The yellow-level middle-grade boxing technique is the five-step boxing technique; the yellow-grade middle-grade body technique is the wind-chasing step; the yellow-grade body-training technique is copper skin and iron bones.

With these skills, Ding Yingyao still had the absolute upper hand even though he was lagging behind. He used the Wind Chasing Step to hit the left side of Dong Xiuqi's abdomen with a lunge punch!

Seeing Dong Xiuqi actually using his sword, Wu Tian, ​​who was watching, subconsciously cursed stupidity.

Fight on horseback!

He forcibly held the opponent's epee and hit his chin with his right fist. The powerful impact made Dong Xiuqi almost lose consciousness.

Ding Yingyao looked at Dong Xiuqi who was wielding basic swordsmanship and thought of Wu Tian, ​​so he felt inexplicably angry in his heart and then said sarcastically: "You don't even have yellow-level swordsmanship yet you dare to provoke me. You are a group of swordsmen who are all good at dancing."

Look at you."

"I really don't know why you are so arrogant. Do you think that having weapons will give you an advantage? Times have changed, and the so-called swordsmanship is nothing more than that."

Dong Xiuqi clenched the heavy sword in his hand and looked at Ding Yingyao angrily.

"Why, don't you accept it? If you don't accept it, hit me. Kendo is rubbish!"

boom!

The strong wind blew around, Wu Tian lowered his head and looked at his hands in surprise, how could he be here?

Ding Yingyao also walked out of the crowd. He was slapped out before he could even see clearly, and there were clear slap marks on his face.

"Wu Tian!!!"

Wu Tian was already unhappy, but now he dared to slap himself in the face. Ding Yingyao's anger reached its extreme in an instant.

Chasing the wind!

Ding Yingyao wanted to slap the slap back, but he found that Wu Tian's speed was no weaker than his own, and he was even somewhat capable.

He is the fifth level acquired, how could he be so fast?

Just when Ding Yingyao was surprised at Wu Tian's speed, the sword finger came from the air and pointed accurately at his eyebrows.

Fast, accurate and ruthless!

Although it was just a sword point, Ding Yingyao's scalp went numb. Wu Tian stared at him for a while, then withdrew his move and turned around to leave.

He touched the center of his brow, and the sharp pain on his cheek made the noble man lose his cool. Looking at Wu Tian's figure, he shook off the other people's hands and rushed over with a quick stride.

Wu Tian was kicked directly, flying more than ten meters away and knocking over the weapon rack.

Ding Yingyao stood there and said angrily: "If you can barely stay in the martial arts school by playing swordsmanship, what are you so arrogant about?"

Play, play with a sword?

"He is trash, and you are trash, too. They are all a bunch of junk. Kendo is trash."

Ding Yingyao pointed at Dong Xiuqi and then at Wu Tian. After saying this, he looked a little ferocious.

Wu Tian, ​​who was under the weapon rack, happened to see the standard long sword in front of him. Why, why would I be so angry when he insulted the way of swordsmanship? He obviously only regarded practicing swordsmanship as a means to stay in the martial arts school.

Why!

Three sword marks tore through the air around him. Wu Tian stood there with a long sword in his hand. His sharp edge made many people around him feel numb.

In particular, his sharp eyes seemed to be solidified, and the long swords of the kendo class students were even trembling.

In the corner, Feng Feiyang said excitedly: "Sword, sword power!"

Wu Tian's momentum became stronger and stronger, and with his roar, many people fell to the floor.

Basic Sword Technique·Seventeen Styles!

Ding Yingyao only saw countless sword shadows. Only when Wu Tian stood behind him and sheathed his sword did he feel the changes in his body.

Yao Li and others also hurriedly stepped forward to support him. Xu Zhiyuan in the corner also signaled to Li Fei and others to go out and clean up the mess.

Soon, Wu Tian was alone in the training ground. I don't know when his body became familiar with the way of swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship had long been engraved in his body.

Wu Tian suddenly said to himself: "Sword training seems to be helpful for physical training, so I might as well practice together."
Chapter completed!