With two beautiful girls in the lead, and Xiao Binggan, an up-and-coming idol-level expert who had already proved himself to the sword at the sword competition, personally guiding them, the white-clothed swordsmen suddenly felt that the actions they were doing seemed strange.
So shameful.
In their hearts, they are no longer so repelled by such strange practices.
"Okay, come with me next."
"Come, follow me and draw a dragon on the left, and then draw a rainbow on the right..."
"Next move, one two three four, two two three four, three two three four, change posture, do it again..."
Xiao Binggan became more and more involved and gradually got into the rhythm.
He has the demeanor of a senior gym coach.
Lin Beichen nodded with satisfaction.
He sat on a recliner on one side, munching green fruits and supervising at the same time.
time flies.
In the blink of an eye, it's almost noon.
Gradually, expressions of disbelief appeared on the faces of many swordsmen in white.
They noticed changes in their bodies.
It is a process of becoming stronger that can be clearly felt.
"Ah, I made a breakthrough and entered the seventh-level martial arts realm."
A young man who had been stuck on the pass for a long time suddenly looked blank, as if he had discovered something incredible. Then after being stunned for a moment, he danced excitedly and shouted loudly.
"Me too."
"It turns out I'm not the only one who has improved his cultivation by one level."
"Young people really can't hold their breath."
"Level one is nothing. I feel the Qi of the martial arts master. I will soon break through to the great realm."
Someone took the lead, and immediately the other swordsmen in white couldn't help but speak one after another.
Only then did everyone realize that it was not just themselves. In just less than two hours, most people had achieved small realm breakthroughs.
There are some people left who clearly feel that they are getting stronger even if they have not improved.
The shock in their hearts was beyond words.
It's incredible.
Is this what Lin Beichen called [Ghost Envy, God Jing Ao Tian Comprehensive Technique]?
The effect is too exaggerated.
It was only two hours, which was equivalent to more than half a year of their hard training.
For a moment, the swordsmen in white looked at Lin Beichen with ardent admiration and gratitude.
Everyone has a dream-like feeling of unreality.
"Don't stop, keep moving."
Lin Beichen put his hands behind his back, turned his face sideways, and pointed his chin slightly upward at a 45-degree angle, looking toward the sky.
A masterful demeanor.
He said calmly: "I have just broken through a small realm. It is not worth shouting about. Although this [Ghost Envy God Jingao Tian Comprehensive Technique] is a practice method I created casually when I was bored, it is still a bit small.
It works, if you continue to persevere, you will get even greater surprises."
The crowd burst into huge cheers.
The white-clothed swordsmen moved harder.
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Lin Beichen laughed wildly in his heart.
What a bunch of city guys who have never seen the world.
Practicing swordsmanship in this isolated city day after day is just like a group of children weighing hundreds of pounds.
What's the difference from those otaku programmers in the previous life who worked overtime in front of the computer and wrote code every day?
He deserves the life of a leek.
Seeing that it was almost noon, Lin Beichen thought in his mind that he should order some takeout, and then add some "adrenaline" and other foreign substances such as green fruit branches and leaves, so as to achieve a better cultivation effect.
At this time, I saw my uncle Shi Zhongsheng walking out of the backyard in anger.
"What are you...doing?"
"are you crazy?"
"It's just nonsense."
When Shi Zhongsheng came after hearing the news, he saw that the disciples of Sword Immortal Academy were doing such strange, shameful and simple actions, and his expression changed involuntarily.
What kind of fuss is going on?
The current situation in Baiyun City is critical, and it can be said that time does not wait for us.
He, Yin Shan and several other elders passed down all the techniques in the city, asking the disciples to practice hard and seize the time to understand. Even if they cannot understand, at least they should keep it in their hearts, so that once Baiyun City is born in the future, they will
It can be passed on like fire, and the inheritance of Baiyun City can be spread out.
Time has never been so precious.
As a result, these disciples were causing such mischief in the courtyard.
When he first heard the news, he didn't believe it.
Who knew it was actually true.
Shi Zhongsheng was so angry that he grabbed his direct disciple Qin Xiaobao in the crowd of sit-ups and started to beat him.
"Ouch, ouch, master, it hurts, it hurts, be gentle."
Qin Xiaobao tilted his mouth and screamed exaggeratedly.
He was the first disciple to exclaim just now. He is almost seventeen years old this year and has an upright appearance. He became a disciple two years ago and has good qualifications. However, after all, he only practiced for a short period of time before he could reach the sixth level of martial arts.
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Originally, the Sage of Time was very optimistic about this young disciple, thinking that given time he would definitely become a talented person.
But now it seems that I can't wait for that day.
"You haven't gone to sword practice yet."
The Holy Spirit of Time said angrily.
"Master, I am practicing, and the results are very good."
Qin Xiaobao quickly defended himself and said, "If you don't believe me, look, I have already reached the level of a seventh-level martial artist."
"How dare you lie... Huh?"
When Shi Zhongsheng heard this, he was furious and was about to punish him. However, he suddenly realized that the intensity of the mysterious energy in Qin Xiaobao's body had actually reached the level of a seventh-level martial artist.
This somewhat surprised him.
Because of his apprentice's cultivation level, he knew it very well.
Under normal circumstances, it will take at least three or four months before you can hope to enter the seventh-level martial arts realm.
"Uncle, it's really effective."
"I also made a breakthrough, Master."
"This method is a secret technique created by Senior Brother Lin. The effect is incredible."
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Seeing this, other people also testified for Qin Xiaobao.
A look of doubt flashed in Shi Zhongsheng's eyes, but looking at the expressions and demeanor of these disciples, they didn't seem to be fake, but could such simple, childish, vulgar and somewhat shameful actions really improve their strength?
When Lin Beichen saw this scene, he couldn't help but have an idea in his heart.
I was also a member of the Sword Immortal Academy when I was old.
It can also be regarded as within the category of KEEP accidental acceleration tasks.
He is a veteran strong man, already strong, well-informed, and experienced. If he joins this 'multi-player sport', wouldn't it be possible to go further and have one more person to fill the gap between the 'five and a half steps'?
Who's the person's mission target?
Thinking of this, Young Master Lin stood up and walked over, smiling and saying: "Uncle, if it is true, you can try it yourself and you will know, right?"
Shi Zhongsheng hesitated slightly and said: "Okay."
Even though he could refuse to give face to his senior brother Ding Sanshi, the head of the academy, he could never not give face to his nephew Lin Beichen.
Very simple.
It was thanks to Lin Beichen that he was able to get out of the hospital bed and walk normally.
This is a gift of renewal, how can we ignore it?
"However, if it has no effect and is just a waste of time, then I will still object."
The Holy Way of Time.
He left himself a way out.
After all, the situation at hand was urgent, and if it was really all nonsense, for the sake of Baiyun City's future sowing plan, then he could no longer let Lin Beichen do anything nonsense.
Half an hour later.
"Keep going, don't stop."
The voice of the Saint of Time echoed throughout the Sword Immortal Academy.
So fragrant.
It is indeed the absolute law of the Great God Jingze.
No one can escape the law of truth.
Lin Beichen touched his chin and suddenly had a new idea.
"This mission can actually be buggy."
For example, you can bring in Junior Master Yin Shan to join the movement, or you can even bring in a few strong master-level 'foreign aids' from other colleges in Baiyun City. You only need to make them all abandon their secrets and join the Sword Immortal Academy, even if it is the Sword Immortal Academy.
I am a disciple and meet the requirements of the KEEP accidental acceleration task, so I can complete it faster.
If they really don't want to join the Sword Immortal Academy, there is nothing they can do.
Like putting a big silver sword on their necks.
The effect should be very good.
In addition, Mr. Lin also thought of an even more ingenious method.
As long as all the disciples whose strength is not up to standard are expelled from the Sword Immortal Academy before the mission deadline arrives, the standard of "the weakest disciple of the Sword Immortal Academy can reach the peak of martial arts cultivation" can be achieved.
This is like some unscrupulous schools in the past life, which directly expelled students who could not find jobs in advance, or delayed the issuance of graduation certificates to achieve the purpose of increasing the employment rate.
Ha ha.
I'm simply a genius.
Upon thinking of this, Lin Beichen started to take action.