At eleven o'clock in the morning, Zhang Qingfeng was lying on the ground exhausted, breathing heavily.
His muscles were sore all over his body. It had been four or five hours since the beating and he couldn't touch Yang Mu at all.
He could also vaguely feel that although Yang Mu's moves seemed random, there were certain rules.
Yang Mu looked at Zhang Qingfeng lying on the ground tiredly, smiled faintly, and said, "Okay, that's it for today, you owe me a team building."
"Go back and rest early, remember to turn off the lights." Yang Mu smiled, picked up the bottle, turned around and walked out of the training room on the third floor.
Zhang Qingfeng took a deep breath and slowly sat up. Just as he stood up to leave, he suddenly froze.
He could feel the strange fragment on his chest, and a force pouring into his mind.
He closed his eyes, and in his mind, Yang Mu's movements were played over and over again.
at last.
Zhang Qingfeng opened his eyes and repeatedly waved the wooden sword according to Yang Mu's movements in his memory.
After waving once, Zhang Qingfeng let out a heavy breath. Although the moves he swung were far from as skillful as Yang Mu's, they were much better than the random swipes at the beginning.
Although it still requires years of practice, but...
Zhang Qingfeng couldn't help but look at his chest. He couldn't help but wonder what this weird fragment was that could do such a thing.
Absorbing the power of the forbidden land, and now, copying Yang Mu's moves.
What if I fight someone stronger?
Thinking of this, Zhang Qingfeng sent a message to Yang Mu: "Brother Yang, will you continue tomorrow?"
"become."
In the evening of the next day, Zhang Qingfeng came to the training room again after school. Yang Mu had also been waiting here early, and the two were already familiar with each other.
"Still the old rules, if you stab me three times, you win." After Yang Mu finished speaking, Zhang Qingfeng suddenly stabbed him with a sword.
Yang Mu smiled faintly and casually pushed it away with the wooden sword in his hand. But the moment he pushed it away, Zhang Qingfeng suddenly turned his sword and stabbed Yang Mu in the chest.
"Uh." Yang Mu looked at the wooden sword pressed against his chest and was stunned for a moment. He couldn't help but touch his forehead. Did you miss something by drinking?
"It's okay, continue."
Gradually, Yang Mu realized that something was wrong. Zhang Qingfeng, who had been swinging the sword randomly yesterday, was now waving a long sword and taking some prototypes.
and……
This boy's swordsmanship and habits are very similar to mine.
hiss.
Could this kid have learned it after practicing with me for a while yesterday?
Yang Mu became more serious. Although Zhang Qingfeng still failed to attack Yang Mu in the follow-up, it was a huge improvement compared to yesterday.
And Yang Mu was also sure that this boy had indeed learned his own swordsmanship.
What a pervert...
But considering that this kid has cultivated more than 700 spiritual power points in three months, it's not surprising.
There are no such evil geniuses at the headquarters.
Boss Hu really found a treasure.
In the following days, Yang Mu trained with Zhang Qingfeng.
Zhang Qingfeng can also clearly feel his progress. Of course, combat skills need to be accumulated over many years, or even in actual combat.
Soon, it was early morning on Friday. Because I needed to be on duty tomorrow and needed to conserve my energy today, there was no need to train.
After Zhang Qingfeng woke up, he simply washed up, and the roommates in the dormitory also woke up one by one.
Afterwards, Zhang Qingfeng frowned slightly, because he saw that there was a faint black energy on their foreheads.
Although this black energy is very dull, but...
"What's wrong? You look so ugly early in the morning." Wang Haodong put on his clothes and said, "Don't be so sad. Let's go, have breakfast and go to class."
What's going on?
Why do all of them have a faint black air on their foreheads?
After breakfast and entering the classroom, Zhang Qingfeng's face turned even more ugly.
because.
In the entire classroom, all the students had a faint black air on their foreheads.
As for Xu Qian, there hasn't been much change. The main reason is that the black energy on her forehead is so strong that no change can be seen at all.
Zhang Qingfeng nodded to Xu Qian, and then he and Wang Haodong found a seat closer to the back and sat down.
"Ah." Wang Haodong yawned and said, "What have you been doing lately? After class every day, you disappear like a rabbit."
Zhang Qingfeng glanced at Wang Haodong and said, "I am being kept by a rich woman, can you believe it?"
"Come on." Wang Haodong smiled and said: "Who can't see what Squad Leader Xu means to you? Besides, Squad Leader Xu has such a good condition and falls in love with you. You can still eat from the bowl and look at the pot.
of?"
Zhang Qingfeng forced out a smile and was thinking about what was going on with these people in the class.
Suddenly, the counselor walked in from outside the door with a smile on his face and said: "Dear students, we have good news. There is a new classmate in our class."
"Hey, this semester is almost over, and there are still people coming to join the class." Wang Haodong curled his lips and said.
"Everyone welcomes you with a round of applause, classmate Xie Qiangwei," the counselor said with a smile on her face.
Zhang Qingfeng was just about to raise his hand to welcome him, but when he saw the girl walking in, his expression gradually froze.
Xie Qiangwei was wearing a school uniform and had long hair. She stood on the podium, waved to everyone and said with a smile: "Hello everyone, my name is Xie Qiangwei. Please take care of me later."
After saying that, Xie Qiangwei's eyes finally fell on Zhang Qingfeng, and she smiled specially at Zhang Qingfeng.
Zhang Qingfeng's face was completely frozen. Wang Haodong pushed Zhang Qingfeng: "What's wrong with you? Are you stunned when you see a beautiful woman?"
"Let me tell you, these beauties are poisonous to snakes and scorpions. They have nothing to do with us losers. It's okay to just accept some red envelopes from you during the holidays and send you a thank you."
"Xie Du may only send one, too lazy to type."
"You thought there was no hope, but these beauties showed up again, and you suddenly had to feel excited again, wondering if you had a chance."
Listening to Wang Haodong's words, Zhang Qingfeng couldn't help but ask: "How come you are so experienced?"
"I..." Wang Haodong was speechless for a moment.
The counselor smiled and said: "Okay, classmate Xie Qiangwei, you can find a seat and sit down first. Class will begin soon."
After saying that, the counselor turned and left.
However, Xie Qiangwei came directly to Wang Haodong's side. Her big bright eyes made Wang Haodong's heart skip a beat.
"Classmate, what is your name?" Xie Qiangwei smiled, which made Wang Haodong's eyes widen.
"Hello, my name is Wang Haodong, nice to meet you." Wang Haodong introduced hurriedly, and was about to ask Zhang Qingfeng to sit somewhere else to make room for his beauty.
"Can you sit somewhere else? I want to sit in your seat."