Wang Chen and Feng Yan returned to the house, while Xia Menghe returned to the previous residence to collect their luggage. Although they were both freshmen, they had not been assigned to the same residence before.
"Brother, you really have yours. Get a maid, tsk tsk tsk, let's talk about it first. If you want to do anything, you have to say hello to me in advance. Otherwise, it would be bad if I come back in the middle and ruin the beautiful scenery, hehe."
Feng Yan looked at Wang Chen with a vulgar look on his face, and he did not forget to laugh.
Wang Chen gave him a kick and said, "Get out of here, I don't have such dirty thoughts. I just saw her being bullied and helped her." Wang Chen felt that this girl was very similar to her, and he felt compassion for her.
After a while, Xia Menghe came back, still wearing the same blue dress, but her hair was already dry and she tied it up, looking quite smart.
"Menghe, you can live on the second floor. Feng Yan and I live below. It's convenient for you as a girl to live above." Wang Chen thought for a while and then said.
Xia Menghe also nodded, "I will listen to the master's arrangements."
Wang Chen gave her a bag, "There are five hundred spirit stones in it. You can use it to practice and buy things. Just prepare meals for us."
Xia Menghe looked at so many spirit stones and said, "Master, this is too much. I can practice a little bit and that's enough. As for food, I can buy ingredients to cook and save a lot of money."
Wang Chen waved his hand, "It would be better if you can cook. You can buy these ingredients and use them as you like. If you have more, you can improve your strength. I will give you spiritual stones every week, so you don't have to worry."
"Well, thank you young master, I will definitely work hard to practice." Xia Menghe is also an eighth-level body refiner, and his strength is good, but his actual combat ability is too poor.
At night, Wang Chen came to the door. Feng Yan had already fallen asleep. Wang Chen took out the Chuxin Sword and started practicing sword skills. Wang Chen first went through the basic sword moves to warm up.
Then he continued to practice Returning Wind Sword Technique and Divine Wind Walking, Wang Chen practiced over and over again.
Xia Menghe tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. She felt like she was dreaming today, as if everything was so unreal. She pinched her face and felt the pain on her skin, and then she was sure that she was not dreaming. Her life, which was originally hopeless, suddenly became...
She came to the balcony and looked at the moon in the sky. A beam of moonlight reflected on her face. Although it was night, she felt warm.
A burst of wind attracted her. She looked down and found that Wang Chen was actually practicing his sword. She watched Wang Chen keep drawing out the sword, with strange steps under his feet. It seemed chaotic, but it was orderly. "
You really work hard, no wonder you are so strong at such a young age."
Wang Chen felt the pulsation of the wind, and moved forward with the wind steps. He kept dancing in the wind with the rising and falling wind, until the wind stopped, and Wang Chen also stopped. "Feng rises and wind falls. Both moves are great."
Now, walking with the wind and walking with the wind is also a small success. It's really an unexpected joy. It's just that the wind and the residual clouds are almost meaningless, and it can't even be considered a small success."
Wang Chen felt someone was watching him, and turned around suddenly, "Who?" Xia Menghe immediately jumped down, "I'm sorry, sir, I disturbed your sword practice."
Wang Chen was also surprised when he saw Xia Menghe, "You haven't rested so late."
"I was a little excited, everything felt so unreal, so I was relaxing on the balcony, and I happened to see the young master practicing his sword." Seeing the sweat on Wang Chen's head, he quickly took out the cloth he brought with him and wiped it with Wang Chen.
"Why do you think of coming here to practice alone? It's not that simple here. It's hard for freshmen without background to survive." Wang Chen looked at her frail look.
Xia Menghe also said helplessly, "My father passed away early. I have been dependent on my mother since I was a child. Originally, we just lived in a countryside. Our family was not rich and we could only have food and clothing. Later, I was lucky enough to embark on the path of spiritual practice. My mother saw that I had good talents.
, I worked hard to make money, and then I heard about this Sword King Sect somewhere, so I spent all my savings to send me in, but I didn’t want to practice at all, I just wanted to be with my mother.”
Wang Chen also sighed after hearing this. Her mother obviously didn't want her to be as idle as she was all her life. In the end, she might not even be able to make the decision about her own marriage.
"You have a good talent. Now that you are here, don't let your mother down, don't let her down," Wang Chen also reminded.
"I understand, young master, I will definitely work hard to cultivate." Xia Menghe nodded like a chicken chasing after rice.
"What weapon did you use?" Wang Chen asked her.
"Ah, I've never had a fight, and I don't know." Xia Menghe lowered his head shyly.
Wang Chen was speechless after hearing this. Apart from her cultivation, this girl had no practical ability at all.
"Then you can practice swordplay with me. I practice swordplay here every night. I can teach you a little bit. It's up to you how much you can date." Wang Chen suddenly thought that it would be better to teach her how to practice swordplay.
Xia Menghe couldn't help but nodded after listening, "As long as the young master doesn't dislike Menghe for being stupid, I will definitely study hard."
"Okay, get some rest early. You can buy an iron sword tomorrow. Just be casual. I'll see if you are suitable for sword practice first." Wang Chen thought for a while and said.
"Good son".
Xia Menghe returned to the room, and she vowed to practice sword practice with the young master from tomorrow on, and not let her down. At this moment, the girl seemed to have found the meaning of practice.
Early the next morning, Feng Yan got up surprisingly early today, "Brother, why don't you go to the gravity room to play? I heard that practicing martial arts there will get twice the result with half the effort."
After hearing this, Wang Chen also became interested and said, "Let's go then."
"Why don't you call your Meng He?" Feng Yan looked at him with a mean look on his face. Wang Chen was too lazy to pay attention to him, "She has her own affairs, let's go."
Wang Chen and Feng Yan came to a towering attic and walked in. Wang Chen had already heard Feng Yan talk about this gravity room on the way. It was a good place to practice martial arts. If you arrived late, you wouldn't be able to get a seat. The first floor was five
Double the gravity, the second level is ten times the gravity. Each level has five times more gravity than the previous level. There are eighteen levels in total. This means that this gravity chamber can have a maximum of ninety times the gravity. It is estimated that no one with a cultivation level in the Takumi realm can withstand it.
Unable to live.
Feng Yan went to the first floor to practice, while Wang Chen continued to go up. Five times gravity would probably not improve him much.
Wang Chen simply went directly to the second floor. He walked around and found that almost everyone was occupied. "There are so many people." Wang Chen continued to walk in and finally saw an empty room. He walked in.
Seeing a card slot, which should be for spiritual stones, he put some in, and suddenly there was ten times the gravity in the room.
Wang Chen felt the heavy steps and said, "This feels really good." Wang Chen slowly adapted to it. He pulled out his sword, performed the Wind Step under his feet, and kept practicing his sword skills and body skills.
One day passed and it was already evening. Sweat was dripping from Wang Chen's forehead. He saw the wind blowing under Wang Chen's feet. He stepped out with the wind and could even see a trace of the wind behind him. "It's a great harvest. This
"Following the Wind" is finally a success.
Wang Chen looked at the lost spirit stones. He had spent nearly a hundred spirit stones. Wang Chen was also surprised, "The cost of this day is so expensive. No wonder ordinary disciples can't keep up with those rich young men. The gap may only get bigger and bigger."
"Perhaps this is the helplessness of the poor. Without resources, the gap will only widen.
As soon as Wang Chen walked out of the attic, he saw a man and a woman. The woman was Lin Jiaoer. "Brother, it was him who humiliated me in public yesterday."
The man looked at Wang Chen and said, "Boy, you dare to offend my sister, Lin Kuang, who is at the first level of the Qi Martial Realm. You are very arrogant."
Wang Chen glanced at Lin Kuang and felt his aura. He should be at the sixth level of Qi Martial Arts, but Wang Chen was not afraid of him. "Your sister is arrogant and domineering and bullies the weak. This kind of person is worthy of practicing martial arts. I didn't give it to you."