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Chapter Eleven Twenty Silver Coins

I... hurt.

Feng Lun howled deep in his heart.

"Absolutely appreciate it? Really?"

Lin Beichen looked like he suddenly realized it, and said: "Well, since I appreciate it, then you can find a way to let my big sword calm down."

Be reasonable and unforgiving.

This is Lin Beichen's motto.

At this time, you have to be tough.

If you were softer, others would think you were no longer good.

I have to bully you again.

Feng Lun was stunned.

Let the sword calm down?

How the hell do you calm down?

Do you want to say sorry to this sword?

Or did you say that you took the initiative to get under Lin Beichen's crotch?

How can I meet people in the Third Academy in the future?

He was at a loss.

At this time, an extremely wretched voice suddenly sounded behind Lin Beichen: "Master, I discovered a very scary thing. I just went to buy breakfast, and suddenly I found that we don't have a single coin on us. We don't have any money."

It’s money…”

It's Wang Zhong.

This bastard actually showed up again.

Buy your sister's breakfast.

I believed your evil deeds.

You've obviously run away.

Lin Beichen cursed silently in his heart.

But Feng Lun's eyes lit up, and he suddenly thought of a way, and said: "I am willing to pay, fifty copper coins, how about..."

"Eh? That's it. I'm not a person who cares much about money, but for some reason, it seems like my sword is still angry."

"Ah, no, it's eighty coppers... No, one silver coin. How about one silver coin?"

"Sword, sword, why are you still angry?"

"Twenty, twenty silver coins, that's all I have..."

"Hey, it's strange. My sword suddenly stopped getting angry."

"I'll give you the silver coins...Classmate Lin, can you withdraw the sword?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I almost forgot. By the way, I shouldn't be forcing you to do this, right?"

"It doesn't count, it doesn't count."

"Don't be too forced."

"Don't force it, don't force it."

Feng Lun almost cried.

You fucking stuck your sword into my flesh, dare I say barely?

Lin Beichen pulled the sword back from Feng Lun's chest.

Phew!

It was the sound of blood pouring from a wound.

Fortunately, it wasn't inserted deeply, it was just a flesh wound.

Covering his heart with one hand, Feng Lun felt like he was surviving a disaster.

at this time--

Dang Dang Dang!

The school bell rang.

Feng Lun and his friends ran away like a general amnesty.

They are all students from foreign classes.

Students from other foreign classes also hurried back to their respective classrooms, each of them still trying hard to digest the shock of seeing this scene just now.

However, there is one thing that everyone unanimously agrees on -

Lin Beichen, this scumbag, was unexpectedly a bit tough.

Next, whoever wants to cause trouble for him or seek revenge should first weigh his own weight.

Otherwise, classmate Feng Lun, who steals chicken but loses rice, can serve as a lesson for others.

Lin Beichen breathed a sigh of relief.

No danger.

Temporarily passed.

Speaking of which, you can be considered a little master now?

He turned back to look at Wang Zhong.

"You bitch, where did you hide just now? How dare you betray me..."

"Master, don't be angry. I really went to buy breakfast for you just now. By the way, I felt a little urgent on the way..."

"Urgent urination? Do you believe that I will never let you urinate?"

"Master, calm down."

"I can't calm down."

"Master, please ignore these very important details and go to class quickly. Otherwise, the teachers will cause trouble for you if you are late. Today is no longer like before. You have no one to rely on. Those teachers who are usually so angry with you are probably all gone."

I'm trying my best to find a reason to mess with you."

"Damn it, you piece of shit, just wait for me."

From the corner of Lin Beichen's eyes, he had indeed seen old teacher Ding Sanshi walking towards the teaching building.

So he had no choice but to let go of the wretched housekeeper who ran away before the battle, and quickly ran towards the teaching building.

Yesterday I made this old teacher very angry. I must perform well today.

He ran into the classroom like a rabbit with a tail on fire.





Academic Affairs Building, second floor.

The smile on Mu Xinyue's face slowly solidified.

what happened?

That scum actually defeated Feng Lun?

It seems to be using swordsmanship.

But when did this scum's swordsmanship become so strong?

Almost in an instant, he defeated Feng Lun, a third-level warrior.

A real flash sale.

To do this, wouldn't it require the peak cultivation level of a third-level warrior?

Is this scum a peak level three warrior?

At this level, he can be regarded as the best among the entire second grade.

How did he do it?

impossible.

A series of question marks popped up in Mu Xinyue's mind.

This made her mood suddenly become very bad.

very bad.

This trash, he actually has such ability?

Abandoned by himself, shouldn't he sink completely and wait for the fate of death?

He actually wanted to resist?

Unforgivable.

There was an inexplicable anger in Mu Xinyue's heart that was about to burst out uncontrollably.

"Xuemei Mu, are you okay?"

Guan Feidu saw something wrong with her expression and asked aloud.

"Ah?" Mu Xinyue came back to her senses, realized that the time and place were wrong, and immediately suppressed all the negative emotions. The perfect goddess persona of the commoner princess was instantly maintained. She turned around and smiled slightly, saying: "Of course it's okay.

, I just didn’t expect that Lin Beichen has been hiding his strength all this time, which makes me a little surprised."

Guan Feidu nodded and said: "I am also surprised that Lin Beichen was able to practice the [Basic Swordsmanship Three Combinations] taught by Ding Sanshi to such a proficient level. I think he has probably been practicing secretly for several months.

Already."

"Huh? The senior is saying that what Lin Beichen just performed was [Basic Swordsmanship and Fitness Three Combinations]?"

"Yes, these three combos are the signature sword skills taught by Ding Sanshi. Although they are not yet at the level of basic swordsmanship, they have strong practical capabilities. Even a second-level warrior can master these three skills.

After doing this, you can explode into combat power comparable to a third-level samurai in an instant."

"So that's it."

"Why, could it be that Senior Mu hasn't practiced [Basic Swordsmanship Three Combinations]?"

"To be honest, I was too arrogant. When I was listening to the class, I felt that these three sword techniques were too simple and rough, so I didn't take them to heart. Now that I think about it, I was really blind, and I shouldn't have been."

"It's really admirable that Xuemei Mu is so honest about her mistakes. However, this [Basic Swordsmanship Close Three Combinations] is not unexplainable. I have a detailed explanation here, which not only records [Basic Swordsmanship Close Combinations]

The cultivation experience and tips of Shensanlian] also record the techniques to crack it. If Xuemei Mu is interested, you can use it to learn."

"Ah? Who is so amazing and talented that he compiled such a detailed explanation?"

"Haha, Xuemei Mu has won the award. She is so talented and beautiful that I can't take it for granted. It was a booklet compiled by me out of boredom in my spare time."

"Ah, is it true? Senior Guan is indeed a genius in the third grade who can participate in the [Scorching Sun Battle]. I really admire you, senior. If I have any training problems in the future, can I ask senior for advice?"

"Haha, welcome."


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