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Chapter 19 Firms

"It always feels like something is missing." Qing Nian continued to practice for half a month and became more and more proficient in controlling this set of sword techniques. Likewise, when using it, he always felt that something was missing, but he couldn't tell what it was.

So much so that I'm a little confused now.

The big stone that originally had countless deep marks now became riddled with holes, as if it was going to break in the next second. This was caused by Qing Nian's continuous use of Cang Yue Sword Technique during this period of time.

"It's been a long time since I've exercised my physical strength." Qing Nian saw some scattered plate-shaped heavy objects not far away, and suddenly thought that his physical strength hadn't been exercised for a long time, so he lifted these heavy objects with interest.

"Oh, it's quite heavy." As soon as I picked it up, I realized that although these things are not too big, they are very heavy, and it feels a little difficult to lift them above my head.

At least over a thousand pounds!

Qing Nian stacked two lifts above his head and squatted down slowly, then stood up, and then squatted down again. He started exercising back and forth in this way. Soon, big beads of sweat were dripping from his forehead.

Time passed minute by minute, and Qing Nian's clothes were already wet with sweat, but he still persevered!

"Nine hundred and ninety-seven! Nine hundred and ninety-eight! Nine hundred and ninety-nine! One thousand!" Qing Nian suddenly threw the heavy object in his hand on the ground, making a roaring sound, then stood firm, quickly adjusted his breath, and opened his eyes again

When I opened my eyes, I moved all my muscles.

He took off all his clothes, cleaned his whole body with his spiritual power, took out a set of clothes from the storage ring and put them on. His spiritual power turned into fire to burn the old clothes. After doing all this, Qing Nian opened the door and walked out.

"Elder, may I ask how long it has been since I entered?" Qing Nian suddenly returned and asked as he passed by the guarding elder.

"Five days have passed," the caretaker elder said, and then Qing Nian thanked him and left.

Qing Nian returned to his residence, and not long after that, Fatty came looking for him.

"Qing Nian, do you want to go to the trading company?" the fat man asked.

"Why are we going to the trading house? We don't have money to buy anything." Qing Nian glanced at him and said.

"Hehehe, you didn't know this, right? The trading company has a training ground, and there is one-on-one sparring."

The fat man's words made Qing Nian's eyes light up, and he was looking for someone to try his hand at this moment.

"Is there a charge?" Qing Nian turned around and asked.

"That's right, five low-grade spiritual stones for one hour. This is the fee for the warrior realm."

"Really?" The young man said he was surprised. He didn't expect the fee to be so high, which made him want to be a sparring partner.

"Can I still lie to you? Hey, in the trading company my father runs, a sparring session requires countless high-grade spiritual stones. The sparring partners are all powerful!" Fatty said proudly, but Qing Nian didn't listen at all and automatically

I ignored the fat man's words.

"Are there also warrior-level sparring partners?" Qing Nian asked.

"Well, of course there is. A sparring partner at the warrior level can choose between the peak warrior level or the first level of martial artist. Higher levels will cost extra money." The fat man nodded and said. Qing Nian understood, and then let the fat man lead the way.

OK.

"Why are you so familiar with this place?" Qing Nian couldn't help but ask as he watched the fat man turning left and right. He was very familiar with the road here.

And the fat man doesn’t seem to be a local here, right?

"I came here a month before the recruitment started. I just wander around and have fun every day, and I lend a helping hand to others from time to time."

To be honest, Qing Nian didn't believe what Fatty said.

"Shopkeeper, that fat man is here again!"

"If he wants to come in, get him out."

"Dad, that bastard is here to have fun again."

"Take a knife and kill him if you dare to come over."

"..."

Qing Nian turned around, looked at the extremely embarrassed fat man, and then couldn't help but laugh.

"Why are you laughing! Am I the kind of person who cheats and deceives?" The fat man said this, and Qing Nian laughed even louder. Facts have proved.

Who are you if you are not?

After walking through twists and turns for nearly half an hour, we finally arrived at the trading house, accompanied by countless wary and guarded eyes.

Glory Trading Company!

A large sign with four characters stands high on the attic, especially the word "Glory", which seems to be full of honor!

"Hello you two, who are you?" As soon as they came in, a girl ran in front of Qing Nian and Fatty and asked.

"We're here for training in the martial arts arena," the fat man said directly.

"Okay, please follow me." The girl led the way, and then the fat man gave Qing Nian ten low-grade spiritual stones and left. It was not interesting for him to go, but this move made Qing Nian feel a little touched.

After all, the fat man probably has no money either.

"Fortunately, I won money from gambling, otherwise I would have had to eat and drink again today." The fat man smiled mischievously. He had won dozens of low-grade spiritual stones in a casino outside two days ago, even if he gave Qing Nian ten

Blocks are nothing.

If Qing Nian knew about it, the emotion he felt just now would disappear in an instant, and he would even want to laugh a little bit.

"May I ask what kind of training you choose? How long?" the girl said in a sweet voice.

"First level martial arts sparring, let's start with two hours." Qing Nian thought for a while and said, then gave the girl ten low-grade spiritual stones.

"You are at the sixth level of martial arts. Do you really want to be a sparring partner at the first level of martial arts?" The girl looked at Qing Nian and asked patiently.

"Yes, sure." The girl's attitude and professionalism made Qing Nian feel a sense of responsibility. It is easy for people to want to get close to such a girl, and their affection for her instantly sublimated.

"Well, please wait patiently in the training room. I wish you a happy practice." The girl said with a smile, and then left. When she left, she gave Qing Nian a sign, which should be the room number of the training room.

Qing Nian came to the training room. All kinds of training props were available, and as soon as he entered, he felt abundant spiritual energy surrounding him. It seemed that these five low-grade spiritual stones were well spent.

"Bang bang bang!" Qing Nian warmed up and heard someone knocking on the door of the training room.

"Please come in." Qing Nian said, and then a big man wearing a brass mask walked in, closed the door and walked ten meters directly in front of Qing Nian.

"Hello, I'm your sparring partner, you can call me 156." The strong man said in a hearty voice, and Qing Nian nodded.

"One Five Six, use all your strength." Qing Nian took out the Phantom. One Five Six was stunned for a moment, and then took out a big knife, which was an ordinary weapon, the most common iron weapon.

"Okay, then I'll do my best!" Yiwuliu wanted to persuade Qing Nian, but after thinking about it, the people who came here must be some geniuses, and seeing as the sword in his hand is so gorgeous and semi-spiritual, it should be

He must be a genius from a certain family.

It's okay for this kind of person to fight across realms, so Yiwuliu respects Qing Nian's choice. After all, the first rule of being a sparring partner here is to abide by the rules of the sparring partner.

"A big move!"

"Half moon!"

A colorful sword light rushed towards Yiwuliu. The latter's figure stagnated, and his whole body was filled with spiritual power to form a shield, with the sword in his hand as the base point, standing upright on his chest.

"Click!" A cracking sound sounded. Yiwuliu took two steps back, lowered the sword in his hand, and looked at Qing Nian in surprise.

Unexpectedly, today he also saw what his peers call a genius. This kind of cross-realm battle was even better than him.

What is it but a genius?

At the same time, this also aroused the fighting spirit in Yiwuliu's heart. He felt the strong fighting spirit, and Qing Nian also burned!

"I will show no mercy!"

The swords collided, the lights and shadows of swords continued to shuttle, and the clanging sound in the air continued! Spiritual power bloomed, colorful rays of light shone, and the roaring sound was eye-catching.

"Awesome! I wonder if the young master is a genius at the Warrior Academy?" Yiwuliu admired Qing Nian more and more. He actually didn't lose at all in a battle with him! He couldn't get any advantage, and Qing Nian couldn't get any advantage either.

It's such a stalemate.

After a brief separation, Yiwuliu spoke in admiration.

"Don't be a genius, I'm just a mortal." Qing Nian said with a smile.

"Young master, if you have such a humble mind, you will definitely achieve great things in the future!" Yi Fifty Six dozen said deep in his heart, and everyone can hear the sincerity.

"Even if you flatter me, I won't give you the spirit stone, hahahaha."

"Hahahaha!" Yiwuliu couldn't help laughing. It seems that not all geniuses are arrogant and disdain to be associated with Bai Ding.

[Author's digression]: Please collect it...


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