"Master, please be respected by your disciples."
Wang Lu successfully used this trick to cause a heavy loss of several tableware in the Misty Peak cafeteria, and even made the young chef feel a little confused.
"Well, how is this possible? I just came to the Spirit Sword Sect to study as a guest, so how can I take over as your master instead? And don't you people from Kyushu attach the most importance to the inheritance of the teacher's way? Wouldn't this damage the dignity of the teacher's way!?"
Wang Lu chuckled: "My master doesn't even have a personality, where does his dignity come from? Don't worry about hurting it, it doesn't matter."
"Uh... But." The girl obviously couldn't accept it.
Wang Lu didn't say much, and bent down to bow down again.
"Okay, okay, I get it, if it's just for swordsmanship practice, I'm fine. But, I'm not your master, and you're not my apprentice."
Wang Lu smiled: "Okay!"
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So that afternoon, Wang Lu realized how powerful this Xiyi girl was.
She has only been in the Spirit Sword Sect for four years, during which time she ate and lived in the Misty Peak cafeteria, rarely went out, and never showed her abilities to outsiders, so even Wang Lu did not expect that this girl was so powerful …
In the martial arts arena in Misty Peak, Wang Lu held the Ziwei soft sword and faced the girl who used the wooden sword as a weapon. He used all his skills to practice swordsmanship in the past month based on the soft cloud sword and the silk-wrapping step. Experience and experience are all mixed in it, with the phaseless sword bone of the ninth level, and the core skills of the eighth level of Qi training... When defending with all his strength, Wang Lu is confident that even if a low-level monk who builds the foundation comes, he can Will have a big headache.
However, facing Wang Lu's powerful defense, the blond girl only used three swords to make it fall apart.
The first sword slashed straight to the head, and the wooden sword pressed down like a mountain, breaking Wang Lu's defense on the spot! The second slash was still straight to the head, Wang Lu's sword was scattered, his blood was surging, and the third slash was straight to the head, shaking Ziwei's soft sword and flying out of his hand, making Wang Lu's final struggle ended in failure.
After the three sword strikes, Wang Lu was convinced.
The girl didn't win by pure brute force, her output was at most equal to Wang Lu's, but she was able to win with three swords. These three swords seemed simple, but there were so many tricks hidden in the subtleties!
At the same time, from the three swords, Wang Lu could also see the uniqueness of the girl's swordsmanship.
If you look at it by the standards of the mainland of Kyushu, the girl is undoubtedly a very different kind of swordsman. Her swordsmanship does not have a well-established routine. Just now, the three swords were sent out casually, like a powerful and unconstrained style, but each sword fell on the vital point. Every movement he makes is exquisite... In a more vulgar way, it is just that there are tricks in every move.
However, according to the theory of the proprietress, how can there be any swordsmanship in the world that has no tricks to win? If you can't even master the basic skills and want to reach the sky in one step, it's better to start a firecracker under your ass. There are not no swordsmen who can really win without moves, but the premise is that his sword moves are already superb.
The swordsmanship of Xiyi Continent is very different from that of Kyushu Continent. There are not too many schools of swordsmanship, but after all, there is a fairly mature swordsmanship system... Not long ago, the proprietress was free and explained the secrets to Wang Lu, and she went to demonstrate it herself. And the swordsmanship of the blond girl is completely incompatible with those mature systems.
And again quote the proprietress' point of view: In this world, there is only one way to enter the realm of winning without swordsmanship without practicing swordsmanship.
Battle-hardened.
Those who have reached the top through this road... Even the proprietress is unwilling to be an enemy.
In other words, this blond cook is at least as strong as the proprietress!
Of course, this can also be seen by looking at the chest...
All in all, with such great masters around, there is no need to worry about swordsmanship practice. Just now I lost the three swords, but after the three swords, I closed my eyes and thought about it, but I felt that I had gained a lot. Many things in my mind required countless deduction. The conclusions obtained are now realized naturally.
"Come again."
The girl smiled slightly, gripped the wooden sword again, and slashed straight at the head again!
This time, Wang Lu was still defeated by three strikes, but in the third strike, the girl didn't strike directly in the head, but stabbed directly in the chest.
After the three sword strikes, the girl nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, my understanding is really good, with an apprentice like you..." In the middle of speaking, she realized that she had made a slip of the tongue, and immediately stopped, but it was too late.
Wang Lu jumped up suddenly: "Haha, you finally admit that I am your apprentice!"
The girl was dumbfounded: "...I didn't."
"Haha, you obviously have it! Why are you ashamed, accepting an apprentice is not for you to marry, so you just obey me obediently..."
"Hmph!" The girl didn't say much, and raised the wooden sword to strike straight at the head, but this time, she didn't limit her strength, and Wang Lu's Ziwei soft sword collapsed with one blow.
"Hmph, how can a good-for-nothing who can't catch a sword be qualified to be my apprentice?"
"Damn, you're just cheating, okay!?"
"Speak up!" Another straight slash of the sword, the wind of the sword was so fierce that Wang Lu was immediately speechless.
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In the following month, Wang Lu started his rigorous swordsmanship practice under this unjustified master-student relationship.
The so-called strictness is not an exaggeration. The blonde girl is not a benevolent teacher. She even said that she does not know how to teach her apprentices. Her swordsmanship foundation is excellent and she has received very orthodox training, but it really made her reach the peak of swordsmanship. Yes, it is the accumulated experience of thousands of battles.
So for her, the practice of swordsmanship is nothing more than actual combat, so there is only one trick for her to teach swordsmanship: let Wang Lu remember it with his body.
To put it simply, it is to do everything possible to beat up Wang Lu, so that the other party will grow up in pain.
As for Wang Lu, to be honest, he is not afraid of pain, although every time he is hit by a wooden sword, he will wonder which old dog his nine-fold phaseless sword bone has been repaired on. Breaking through his defenses, why does every time I get stabbed by the wooden sword of the blond girl, it hurts my heart...
But Wang Lu actually didn't mind the physical pain, because every time he experienced pain, it meant that he had made great progress in his swordsmanship. The blonde girl is indeed not a qualified teacher, but Wang Lu is a top-notch student.
The only problem was, being beaten to the bum by a blond girl for a month in a row in the Misty Peak Martial Arts Arena, it was really embarrassing. Fortunately, Wang Lu was a teacher of Wuxiang Peak, so he didn't care much about face matters. In the beginning, he would be pointed and pointed at by the inner disciples of Misty Peak, but later on, a few foundation-building disciples who didn't know the heights of the sky and the depths came to challenge the blond girl one-on-one, and they were beaten one by one with a sword... and there was no good person anymore. up.
One month passed quickly. On this day, Wang Luchao played very well. He shook a crape myrtle soft sword like a long whip. The blond girl attacked ten swords in a row, and each sword had the power to split mountains and rocks. Unable to penetrate Wang Lu's sword encirclement, even though Wang Lu was a bit unsustainable after the fight, the girl nodded very satisfied and took a few steps back before making a move.
"It's amazing. You have improved to this level in just one month. Your talent is really amazing."
After blocking ten swords in a row, Wang Lu relaxed all over, and let out a long breath: "This three-foot sword circle can barely be regarded as a preliminary cultivation."
The blond girl nodded: "With your current level of swordsmanship, it is almost impossible for ordinary people to break through your sword circle, but this kind of swordsmanship is only suitable for duels between warriors. According to your immortal standards, it can only be regarded as a sword. Just getting started."
"It's good to be able to get started, let's slowly enrich and improve it in the future, at least set up a fairly reliable shelf."
Undoubtedly, Wuxiang swordsmanship is broad and profound, and when practiced to the level of master Wang Wu, a green bamboo sword can resist all kinds of spells of Daoist Yuanying from outside the sword circle. . Now that Wang Lu has only practiced for two months, naturally he can't break ten thousand dharmas, but the road has been walked out step by step. Now that he has achieved the triple realm, at least at the level of a mortal warrior, he can barely break ten thousand dharma with one sword.
For a month, although the blond girl only used a wooden sword to fight against her, the wooden sword produced endless changes in her hands. Sometimes it was powerful and heavy like a heavy hammer and axe, and sometimes it was light and ethereal like a silver rope and a golden bell. However, Wang Lu fought against thousands of masters, and gained many precious experiences. The three-foot sword circle was also initially formed under the continuous stimulation.
Indeed, judging from the current situation, it is only a mortal series. Within a three-foot sword circle, it can block eighteen weapons of swords, guns, swords and halberds, but it may not be able to block a fireball from a ninth-rank Qi training monk... But As a basic framework, this is good enough, and it is only a triple realm, so you can't expect too much.
What's more, if you really encounter a fireball of the ninth grade of Qi training, why do you need to block it with pure swordsmanship skills? Could it be that the cultivation bases of Ninefold Sword Bone and Seventh Grade Qi Training are just for show? At that time, just reach out and grab the fireball, and there will be no trouble at all.
In short, the task assigned by the master was successfully completed, and the time was about ten days earlier than expected. It can be seen that I am worthy of being a cultivator with ethereal roots, and I was born to create miracles and set records. With the task completed, Wang Lu could finally relax the tension he had been tense for a month.
So, he finally couldn't hold back anymore, looked at the blond girl, and asked a question that he had wanted to ask for a long time, but had been holding back for more than a month.
"Girl, what's your name?"
The blond girl was dumbfounded, and the wooden sword in her hand fell to the ground with a clang.
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"...So you didn't know my name all this time?"
The girl sighed, she just felt that in the past month, she was really at a disadvantage for being such a cheap master! And this apprentice Wang Lu must have no conscience!
As she said at the beginning, she didn't come to Lingjian Mountain to be a master, but this Wang Lu really liked her, and his talent in swordsmanship was so good that she couldn't help itching. It was master who taught me.
Wang Lu also felt that this matter seemed unreasonable, looked at the girl's brilliant blond hair, and said tentatively: "Well, Master Jin..."
Master Jin! ? The girl only felt that her eyes were dark, and she had the complicated and unspeakable feeling when she tasted her own dishes a few years ago.
"... Just call me Aya."
"Oh hello Aya."
"Well… "
After a period of embarrassing running-in, the two were finally able to communicate normally.
What to communicate? It was nothing more than life experience, something Wang Lu wanted to ask a long time ago, but it was always inconvenient to ask.
But it's useless to ask, because Aya didn't intend to tell him those personal secrets at all, but simply answered a question.
"Aya, you have such brilliant skills, and you should be a well-known figure in Xiyi Continent. Why did you come here to be a cook? To promote Xiyi culture and strengthen food exchanges?"
Aya said: "I didn't come here specially to be a chef, but there are things I need in the mainland of Kyushu, so I have to come."
"What? The elixir of life?"
"Almost..." Aya looked a little sad, shook her head and didn't say much, "In short, the elders of the Spirit Sword Sect helped me a lot and collected a lot of precious resources that I couldn't have collected by myself. I thought that I could only do what I could do.”
Wang Lu really couldn't understand: Is what you say you can do is destroy the taste buds of Spirit Sword disciples with your amazing skills
However, before he could ask any more questions, a heavy and loud bell rang directly in Wang Lu's mind.
"Damn!" Wang Lu jumped three feet high: This is the bell of the Spirit Sword Sect to gather all the disciples, and it rings three times in a row. It is a relatively urgent level, usually the top leader of the sect, that is, Master Fengyin, who is about to come out and give a speech harbinger.
The calling bell is only valid for Spirit Sword disciples. Although Aya is a distinguished guest of the sect, she couldn't hear it. Seeing that Wang Lu behaved differently, she asked, "What's wrong?"
Wang Lu waved his hand: "It's nothing, someone has sounded the death knell for the head of the sect."
After thinking about it, I felt a little unwilling to be interrupted by the bell to interrupt the rare conversation, so I gritted my teeth.
"I'm hungry, let's go to the cafeteria to eat something before going to the meeting."
Aya's eyes lit up: "Okay!"