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She would not know that Lu Ping in front of her was actually Jiang Chen.
"I have no idea."
Jiang Chen behaved very coldly and didn't want to say more.
"Stop!"
Seeing him ignoring her like this, Lin Shuangyue suddenly became unhappy and stepped forward to grab his arm.
It was at this moment that Jiang Chen reacted greatly and immediately grabbed Lin Shuangyue's wrist.
"What do you want to do?"
Lin Shuangyue panicked and couldn't use Xinghai. The two of them could only rely on physical strength. Women were naturally at a disadvantage in this regard.
"Sorry, knee-jerk reaction."
Jiang Chen reacted and quickly let go of her hand, but his eyes were a little strange.
Lin Shuangyue obviously didn't believe this answer, and looked him up and down with her almond-shaped eyes.
After a moment, he said: "If you do anything again in the future, you will be responsible for the consequences."
Jiang Chen opened his mouth, but stopped talking.
At the moment of contact, he felt a strange fragrance coming from Lin Shuangyue's body.
It is very similar to Tang Shiya's "Love Silk Tribulation".
Just when he thought Lin Shuangyue was such a woman, he realized something was wrong.
First of all, this is not "Love Thread Tribulation", and secondly, Lin Shuangyue is not the perpetrator, but the victim.
Someone wants to get Lin Shuangyue's body and mind through extraordinary means!
He wanted to open his mouth to remind him, but this opening of his mouth would immediately expose a lot of things, so he could only hold back.
At the same time, Jiang Chen, the true face of Tianhu Inn, went out and rushed to the sword hall.
At the same time, Lu Ping returned to Wuming's house after separating from Lin Shuangyue, who was no longer interested.
"Master, why do I still feel that my swordsmanship is transcendent despite my lack of swordsmanship?" Jiang Chen said straight to the point.
Since becoming a disciple, Wuming has not revealed his Dharmakaya, and still allows him to maintain the image of Lu Ping.
"What is Kendo? Separate these two words, don't be bound by common sense, and open your mind." Wuming said.
Jiang Chen was startled, and immediately thought of Taoism and the true martial arts, and he understood it in his heart.
"People give kendo various names, summarize themselves among them, and claim to be the inheritors of this type of kendo. In fact, this is an empty statement that cannot fully explain kendo and cannot grasp the essence." Wuming added.
Jiang Chen lowered his head and thought deeply, feeling like he was enlightened.
"Now, can you answer what is the true meaning of the swordsmanship you mastered before?" Wuming began to ask.
Jiang Chen was about to say the words "eternal and inexhaustible".
But when the words came to his mouth, he was immediately stunned and understood what the master meant by hollow.
"I don't blame you. Kendo is profound and profound, and the inheritors are all young people. It can be said that the founder of Kendo and the inheritor of Kendo have completely different views on the same Kendo."
"To truly understand the way of swordsmanship, you need to find your own swordsmanship. With swordsmanship, you can understand your own swordsmanship and achieve transcendence."
"The ordinary introductory poses I teach you may seem simple, but they go straight to your heart."
Wuming, who maintained the image of a strict teacher, almost spit out the tea he had just drank when he heard this.
Jiang Chen thought it was because he was not good at it, so he hurriedly said: "Master, before night, I can master the eighth form, no, the ninth form."
puff!
The tea in Wuming's mouth couldn't help but spurt out.
"Doesn't it mean that you will be able to master everything tomorrow?" Wuming said excitedly.
"Yes." Jiang Chen understood that it was not what he thought, so he felt relieved.
"Three days, only three days."
Wuming recalled how long it took him to complete the twelve postures.
As a result, he felt a little embarrassed.
He recalled what Jiang Chen said when he was a disciple. He didn't think it was true at the time, but now it seems that it is indeed very possible.
After Jiang Chen continued to practice his sword, Wuming took out his sword.
"You can't be lazy, otherwise you will be surpassed by this kid in less than ten years."
He said it very helplessly, but there was an expression of joy on his face.
In the back mountain, Jiang Chen continued to practice his sword with concentration. When he mastered the eighth style, he suddenly had an epiphany.
Recalling Master's words, countless mysteries came to him like a tide.
After a while, he opened his eyes, looking excited.
"Three years of hard training is not as good as a famous teacher."
He just felt like a sponge, frantically absorbing the knowledge imparted by Wuming.
When I think about my hesitation when I became a disciple, it seems to be too pretentious now.
Outside the sword hall, students came out after finishing their studies for the day.
Most students are taking part-time studies, and they only come to class at the specified time and leave after the end.
All the students were wearing long white uniforms, looking carefree and enviable.
Every student is full of pride and enjoys the attention of outsiders.
Jiang Chen stood outside the door, along with other people waiting. From time to time, people would look at him sideways.
When Yang Jing walked out, he recognized Jiang Chen at once and came to him immediately.
"Oh, the famous Jiang Chen actually left the Tianhu Inn. It's really surprising." He said it loudly on purpose.
People who thought Jiang Chen looked familiar suddenly realized and remembered who he was.
Some time ago, Jiang Chen, who was well-known, later offended the Thunder God Sect and hid in the Tianhu Inn and did not show up.
"Isn't this who I beat up? What's your name?" Jiang Chen's true face doesn't need to be disguised, he smiles brightly, showing his white teeth.
Yang Jing gritted his teeth, his eyes cold.
He said coldly: "You are just a flash in the pan, your glory days are gone, so your face is really funny."
These words are indeed true. Master Luo Cheng's reputation spread far and wide throughout the Tianwu world.
In Tongtian City, there is another incident involving the Black Wind Swordsman.
Jiang Chen, the alternative who bombarded the All Saints Sect, gradually became ordinary after his collision with the Thunder God Sect.
A common thing that happens to people like this.
No foundation, no power background, just like duckweed.
The apprentice of the Martial Saint left him, and the spiritual girl from Tianfu Academy did not make any movement during this period.
It can be said that Jiang Chen is outdated!
Jiang Chen suppressed laughter and noticed Lin Shuangyue walking out.
The reason why I came here is to remind this woman. The reason is naturally because of her aunt's affection.
Yang Jing noticed the direction of his eyes and suddenly realized what he was doing today.
"The toad wants to eat swan meat, what? Does it want to hug Miss Lin's thigh and hold on to it?" Yang Jing mocked.
"Has anyone ever said you look like a fly?"
Jiang Chen was too lazy to pay attention to him, and was about to go over, but as soon as he took a step forward, he noticed someone coming to Lin Shuangyue first.
"Witch Clan?"
Feeling that person's aura, Jiang Chen couldn't help but be startled.
"You didn't expect it, do you know how insignificant you are now?" Yang Jing said proudly.