Waking up in the morning, after Zhou Wen had breakfast, he bought some more to send to Wang Lu.
"Are you back?" Wang Lu opened the door and asked in surprise.
"I came back yesterday." Zhou Wen went in and put the breakfast on the table.
"Has the matter been resolved?" Wang Lu asked.
"It's almost there." Zhou Wen himself is in a better mood, but he doesn't know if the Supervision Bureau will let it go.
"That's good, let's calculate the previous accounts now. You owe me a lot of breakfasts, and you have to use lunches to make up for it." Wang Lu seriously counted how many breakfasts Zhou Wen owed her with his fingers. .
After delivering breakfast to Wang Lu, Zhou Wen went to Xuanwenhui.
"I said, Lao Zhou, why do you always play missing? If there is something interesting, can't you invite me to join you?" Li Xuan said with a smile.
"I caused some trouble, so it's no fun to go out and hide for a while." Zhou Wen shrugged helplessly.
The two were talking, only to see Feng Qiuyan, Mingxiu, and a girl walking in together.
Zhou Wen knew Mingxiu, but he didn't know why he came to Xuanwen Club. He should not be a member of Xuanwen Club.
But for Mingxiu, Zhou Wen still feels a little guilty. After all, he is also his counselor, but since he came, he has never done anything.
"Zhou Wen, you're finally back, are you free now?" Ming Xiu's eyes lit up when he saw Zhou Wen.
"What's the matter?" Zhou Wen felt that if Mingxiu had any problems, as a counselor, he should indeed give some help.
"I recently practiced a set of sword techniques, and I want you to give me some pointers." Mingxiu said.
Although Zhou Wen was asked to give advice, Mingxiu was very confident in his swordsmanship. Ever since he saw Zhou Wen's Flying Immortal, Mingxiu had been inspired and has been researching and improving the swordsmanship left by his father.
After her continuous improvement and actual combat practice with Feng Qiuyan, Mingxiu felt that her swordsmanship was quite perfect, not inferior to Zhou Wen's Flying Immortal.
"Okay." Zhou Wen nodded in agreement.
Feng Qiuyan was also very interested. He knew that Zhou Wen had already been promoted to the Epic Rank. If it was a life-and-death fight, Ming Xiu would definitely not be Zhou Wen's opponent.
However, learning swordsmanship is different from fighting for life. It is only judged by swordsmanship, not strength, speed, etc., so Feng Qiuyan feels that Mingxiu should still have some chances.
During this period of time, he has been practicing with Mingxiu, and he knows that Mingxiu's swordsmanship has improved a lot. Apart from the lower level, purely speaking of swordsmanship, it is not inferior to his swordsmanship.
When Ming Xiu and Zhou Wen are fighting, he can also watch Zhou Wen's progress from the sidelines.
Everyone went to the training ground together, watching the two change into combat uniforms and confront each other with practice swords, Tian Zhenzhen on the sidelines asked nervously: "Feng Qiuyan, do you think Mingxiu has any chance of winning? "
Mingxiu's swordsmanship has indeed improved a lot, but Tian Zhenzhen always feels that Mingxiu's swordsmanship is too simple, not as domineering and gorgeous as Zhou Wen's Flying Immortal.
"I don't know." Feng Qiuyan shook his head and said.
If it is Zhou Wen's previous swordsmanship and Zhou Wen's ignorance of Ming Xiu's swordsmanship, Feng Qiuyan feels that Ming Xiu should have a chance to win, but he and Ming Xiu are making progress, and Zhou Wen will definitely not stand still, so Feng Qiuyan couldn't tell what the outcome would be, but deep down in his heart he believed that Zhou Wen would definitely win, but Feng Qiuyan couldn't say such words without evidence.
"It goes without saying that no one can beat Lao Zhou, that is to say, Mingxiu can hold out a few swords under Lao Zhou's hands." Li Xuan was full of confidence in Zhou Wen.
"Cut, how do you know if you haven't played before? I think Mingxiu will definitely win." Tian Zhenzhen immediately retorted.
"Please advise." Ming Xiu held the practice sword, made a ceremonial opening gesture, and then inserted the sword back into the scabbard.
"Please." Zhou Wen didn't take the scabbard, but just held the sword in his hand, pointing obliquely at the ground.
Mingxiu's expression didn't move, but the breath on his body became more and more quiet, his whole body seemed to be merged with the air, if he didn't see him with his eyes, he could hardly feel the existence of this person.
The light of the sword suddenly appeared, the movement after the extreme silence, the practice sword broke out of the scabbard, the sword was shocking, fast and powerful, if the sword entered Qingming, it seemed to penetrate the nine heavens.
Different from Feng Qiuyan's quick knife, although Feng Qiuyan's quick knife can go beyond the limit, but it is restrained, and the emphasis is always on the word control.
But Mingxiu's swordsmanship is not like this, he seems to explode all the brilliance of his life in this sword, squeezing every bit of his strength, every cell seems to have exploded with all the energy.
Either you die or I die, and there is no return to the sword.
There was no control, no hesitation, no retreat, as if he had bet his entire life on this sword. Although he was not brilliant, he had the determination to do everything he could.
Although it was just a sword, it gave everything away. It was impossible to control, and there was no need to control it. The sword is there, and the sword is dead. The one who falls is either the enemy or himself.
When Li Xuan saw this sword, his expression became serious, and he muttered to himself: "This person bet his life on this sword, is it worth it?"
Zhou Wen stared at the ground-breaking sword, but the practice sword in his hand did not move. He felt Mingxiu's determination from the sword.
"Ah!" Tian Zhenzhen screamed out in shock when he saw that Zhou Wen didn't seem to have reacted, and he didn't raise his sword to meet him.
Although it is a special rubber sword for practice, it has no edge or edge, and it is actually curved, if under the blessing of Mingxiu's swordsmanship, even a practice sword may be able to pierce flesh and blood.
Feng Qiuyan and Li Xuan also changed their colors. They didn't know what happened to Zhou Wen, but they didn't react.
The sword passed like the wind, and the practice sword in Mingxiu's hand rubbed against Zhou Wen's neck and pierced it. The blade almost touched the skin on Zhou Wen's neck, but it didn't hurt Zhou Wen after all.
"Why didn't you fight back?" Mingxiu frowned and asked Zhou Wen.
"You didn't stab me, why should I fight back?" Zhou Wen said casually, ever since he felt the power of space trajectories, he has been very sensitive to various trajectories. Others may not be able to distinguish that because Ming Xiu's sword is too fast. Zhou Wen could see the slight difference in trajectory, but that sword wouldn't hurt him at all.
After hearing Zhou Wen's words, Ming Xiu froze there, stared at Zhou Wen in a daze, and didn't speak for a while.
After a long time, Mingxiu's eyes gradually became firm, and he slowly retracted the sword on Zhou Wen's neck, put the sword back into the sheath, saluted Zhou Wen slightly, and said seriously: "Coach, I understand, in the future I will not If you use your sword casually, you must kill and the sword will not come out."
After finishing speaking, Ming Xiu turned around and left, which stunned Zhou Wen a little. He didn't know why Ming Xiu went crazy. First, he didn't stab him with a sword, and then left inexplicably.