As a swordsmanship instructor at Tianhong Martial Arts School, Zuo Yi holds a third-level professional swordsmanship certificate.
This is the minimum standard for becoming a swordsmanship instructor. According to the regulations of the Daxia Martial Arts Alliance, fighters and swordsmen with lower than professional level three cannot hold teaching positions in martial arts halls.
Therefore, those students who had previously signed up with Sun Qiang were unwilling to study with Zuo Yi after they found out that he only had a third-vocational certificate. They even threatened to withdraw their tuition fees.
If Zuo Yi had a 9th vocational certificate, the situation would be completely different.
Only Sun Qiang stayed.
The reason why he is willing to learn swordsmanship from Zuo Yi is actually quite funny, because he doesn't want to hang out with Zhao Shaohui, who reminds him of those bad boys who bullied him.
Moreover, Sun Qiang’s purpose in learning swordsmanship was not to become a professional swordsman, but to learn some self-defense skills and lose weight at the same time.
However, after studying with Zuo Yi for a week, Xiaoqiang found that he had great luck!
Although Zuo Yi taught him very little, only one move a few days ago, and today he learned another sword move, all of which were very simple, he did feel the changes in himself.
Zuo Yi's true strength is by no means limited to the third-level level!
So Sun Qiang is extremely envious of Bao'er.
However, I was envious because Xiaoqiang was still very energetic in practicing swordsmanship. He swung his sword and struck again and again, and soon entered a state of selflessness.
In fact, the little fat man doesn't need to envy Bao'er at all. The treatment of his own daughter will never fall on him.
In fact, he was extremely lucky.
You must know that even in the high-dimensional world of Sadeya, only direct members of the royal families of the most powerful empires are eligible to be taught and mentored by a holy knight.
In other words, Sun Qiang now enjoys the treatment of an imperial prince.
This level of luck is almost the same as spending 2 yuan to win a 10 million grand prize. It’s something you can’t find!
But Zuo Yi didn't pay any attention to the lucky little fat man. He wholeheartedly guided Bao'er to learn the Faston Court Cross Sword Technique.
The Faston Court Cross Swordsmanship is a secret skill of the Faston royal family, reaching the highest legendary level.
In other words, the highest level of this swordsmanship is enough to match the legendary knights. It has been passed down for thousands of years. During this period, it has been refined and refined by countless high-level experts in the royal family, and it has reached an almost perfect level.
Zuo Yi did not master the highest secret technique of the Faston Cross Sword, but it was definitely more than enough to teach Bao'er.
Although he didn't have much experience in this swordsmanship, with his unparalleled strength and outstanding swordsmanship talent, he customized the basic sword moves of the Faston Cross Sword for Bao'er with just a few moves.
Zuo Yi silently inspired his fighting spirit, wrapped up Bao'er in the most gentle way, and helped her complete the practice of moves with incomparable accuracy without making any mistakes.
Moreover, this form of guided exercise, both in terms of movement postures and methods of exerting force, is 100% in line with her muscles and bones. It can not only strengthen her body, but will not have any adverse effects on her physical growth and development.
Influence.
It sounds very simple, but in fact it would be impossible to do this if Zuo Yi hadn't reached the pinnacle of control over his own power.
It's like dancing on the tip of a knife, carving patterns on tofu, and engraving words on rice grains. Skills advance to the point of Tao, and art reaches the level of God!
In Bao'er's opinion, being hugged by his father and mastering sword practice is an interesting and fun thing.
She wielded the Dragon Blood Cross Sword in her hand, slashing vertically, slashing diagonally, sweeping, stabbing, and lifting...
Unknowingly, the most basic moves of the Faston Court Cross Sword Technique were deeply engraved in my memory.
"Baby, are you tired?"
After practicing for almost half an hour, Zuo Yi stopped.
He let go of Bao'er, stretched out his hand to wipe the glistening beads of sweat from the little girl's forehead, and said lovingly: "That's all we've practiced today, drink some water and take a rest."
Bao'er is only four years old. Practicing for such a long time is already the limit. Any more time will be detrimental to her body.
"Um."
Bao'er nodded, his red face full of excitement: "Dad, practicing swordsmanship is so fun!"
The little fat man working hard in front of the sword puppet wanted to cry after hearing this.
Woof!
Tyke grabbed a towel from nowhere and put it in front of Bao'er, wagging his tail in flattery.
The towels looked very clean.
"Artai is so good!"
Bao'er touched its head and gave it a "touch the head to kill" reward.
Zuo Yi brought a glass of warm water to Bao'er and asked her to drink it to replenish her fluids.
At this time, Zuo Yi noticed that classmate Xiaoqiang was still sweating profusely and said to him, "You should also take a rest."
The little fat man’s spirit in learning is commendable, but practicing swordsmanship is not something that can be accomplished overnight. Hard work and persistence are necessary, but it should not exceed the necessary limit, otherwise it will be damaging to the body.
Sun Qiang stopped panting, wiped his sweat, and brought the lunch box over to please Bao'er: "Little junior sister, do you want some snacks? My mother made it, it's delicious!"
The little fat guy is naive on the outside but smart on the inside, and he knows that pleasing Zuo Yi is far worse than pleasing Baoer.
"Thank you, brother."
Baoer politely refused: "I'm not hungry."
Sun Qiang scratched his head.
Then he saw Tyke staring at the lunch box in his hand, looking salivating.
The little fat man couldn't help but feel moved. He immediately opened the lunch box, showed the delicious snacks stored inside, and asked Tyke: "Do you want to eat?"
This ferocious little white dog couldn't be ignored. He didn't dare to please Zuo Yi, and he couldn't please Bao'er, so he had to settle for the next best thing and become a pet.
Tyke tilted his head and glanced at the little fat man, giving him a look that said, "You know what I mean?" so that the latter could understand for himself.
It didn't pounce directly to grab the food, but turned back to Bao'er's side, rubbing its head and wagging its tail coquettishly.
I want to eat, I want to eat!
Baoer put his hands on his hips and said with a straight face: "No greedy eating!"
Artest is good at everything, but he is too greedy!
Tyke lowered his head in frustration and lay on the ground in despair.
Baoer couldn't bear his pitiful appearance.
"It's okay, it's okay..."
Sun Qiang was still smart enough. He quickly offered the lunch box with both hands and said diligently: "The weather is too hot. If you don't eat these snacks, they will go bad. It would be a pity to waste them!"
Bao'er hesitated for a moment and asked, "Then why don't you eat?"
Sun Qiang said with a grimace: "I want to lose weight."
The dim sum made by Qiang Ma tastes great and comes in many varieties, including crab roe buns, custard buns, red bean paste buns, crystal shrimp dumplings...
This is how classmate Xiaoqiang was fed and fattened.
Now that he is determined to lose weight, he can no longer eat these high-calorie snacks.
However, Qiang’s mother forced him so much today.
Baoer turned to look at Zuo Yi.
Zuo Yi nodded.
With his father's consent, Bao'er took the lunch box from Sun Qiang and said, "Thank you, brother."
"You're welcome, you're welcome, you're welcome!"
Sun Qiang smiled from ear to ear - he finally got flattered this time, it's not easy!
The lunch box Sun Qiang brought was three stories high and so heavy that Baoer could hardly lift it.
She placed the box on the stool next to her, took a crab bun and handed it to Tai Ke: "Artai, you can eat it."
Tyke immediately jumped up with full health, and with bright eyes he took the crab roe bun handed over by Bao'er in one mouthful.
Aww!
The crab roe bun disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The buns were too small, so he swallowed them directly without tasting anything, so he looked at Bao'er eagerly.
Baoer had no choice but to take another piece.
The snacks in the lunch box disappeared quickly and were quickly devoured by Tyke.
Then the second box, and the third box.
All three boxes of snacks are gone.
Baoer only discovered the situation at the end and felt very embarrassed: "Brother Sun Qiang, I'm sorry."
She had to criticize Tyke again: "Look at you!"
Taike turned to look at Sun Qiang with a threatening look in his eyes: Why did you eat it all? Do you have any objections?
It won’t look good just because it ate a few boxes of snacks from Little Fatty!
"It's okay, it's okay!"
Sun Qiang shook his head like a rattle: "Eat all the best, the best!"
Zuo Yi couldn't help but laugh, patted the little fat man on the shoulder and said, "Young man has a great future."
Sun Qiang laughed innocently, and his bones became lighter.
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