Knocked down again and again!

Stand up again and again!

Getting up for the one hundred and twentieth time, although the injury could be recovered, Cheng Feng was almost numb to the pain, and he felt that his body was no longer his own.

Throughout the arena, only the gasping sounds of a man and a woman could be heard, as if they were undergoing intense exercise.

He took a deep breath, stared at Yan Ruying with sharp eyes, and quickly launched another attack.

The swordsmanship he performed was no longer as random as it was at the beginning, but was as sharp as lightning, and his momentum grew higher and higher.

It was obviously the first time that he used a wooden sword today, but Cheng Feng was in a trance, having an inexplicable illusion, as if he had wielded it thousands of times in his previous life.

In addition, after one hundred and twenty battles, he became more and more proficient, and the sword skills vaguely emerged in his memory, and his instinct with the sword was perfectly displayed.

Yan Ruying's extremely fast swordsmanship also gradually allowed Cheng Feng to see through the essence.

"Did you get some chicken blood, kid?"

Faced with Cheng Feng, who became more and more courageous as he fought, Yan Ruying became a little more serious. She couldn't help but marveled: "No matter how hard I hit him, I can't defeat him. On the contrary, the more I got beaten, the more energetic he became! I know! You are a jerk!"

"Shake your legs!"

Cheng Feng snorted coldly and responded to the opponent with his wooden sword. There were fewer redundant movements in his swordsmanship. Compared with the initial inability to fight back, he was able to fight back one or two times.

Although she is still no match for Yan Ruying, she doesn’t feel frustrated at all.

"Come again!"

Bang!

"Come again!"

He was knocked down again, charged forward again, and repeated this step.

Yan Ruying had to praise Cheng Feng's perseverance in her heart. This is definitely not something ordinary people can do. This man's willpower is so strong that it is admirable.

She became completely serious and knocked Cheng Feng away with another sword.

I watched this man lying on the ground from a distance, motionless. He had been fighting fiercely until now, and he finally fell.

"Phew! It finally stopped...that's the end of today's training."

Yan Ruying breathed a sigh of relief. After training for several hours, she was already too tired to fight.

This man is really good.

If you cultivate it well in the future, it will definitely be a good seedling.

Just as he turned around to leave, a voice that refused to admit defeat suddenly sounded from behind.

"Where are you going? It's not over yet!"

Yan Ruying turned around in surprise and saw Cheng Feng supporting the ground with both hands, holding the wooden sword and standing up again.

The determination in his eyes was like a burning flame that would never go out.

Cheng Feng launched another attack, and she had no choice but to fight quickly.

This time, having caught this extremely rare flaw, Cheng Feng thrust out the wooden sword without hesitation.

Yan Ruying was startled and quickly turned her head to avoid it. The wooden sword passed very close to her right cheek. She felt the strong wind brought by the wooden sword on her skin, which shocked her again.

Almost being hit by this sword, several surprising thoughts flashed through her mind.

After only fighting for a long time, this kid’s swordsmanship has really grown?!

This speed is too fast, and he is obviously being beaten all the time!

This is not genius at all!

This is so stupid!

If she hadn't experienced it herself, she would never have believed that a novice who had never held a sword before, after more than a hundred rounds of fighting, was able to fight back against herself, a master of swordsmanship.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Just after repelling Cheng Feng, seeing that he was about to attack again, Yan Ruying hurriedly stopped.

"What?" Cheng Feng panted, his tone a little unhappy.

Yan Ruying wiped her sweat and said, "That's it for today's training. Let's take a rest."

Cheng Feng didn't want to let her go so easily, and mocked: "Who said before that even if you kneel down and beg for mercy, the special training will not stop? Let's continue!"

"you……"

Yan Ruying was about to say something, but she was too tired and had no choice but to admit defeat, "I take back those words, okay."

After the training stopped, the two of them realized that they had already played until noon without realizing it, and they were almost hungry without even realizing it.

As soon as Cheng Feng relaxed, the fatigue that had been suppressed for several hours suddenly came over him. He lay on the ring panting, feeling sore in his limbs and the bones in his body seemed to be falling apart.

Yan Ruying was not having a good time either. She was dripping with sweat. A few drops of sweat ran down her delicate collarbones. The black vest she was wearing was already soaked through. She found a place to sit down and enjoy the cool air.

"When do you want to eat? I'm going to starve to death!"

Hearing Cheng Feng's complaint, Yan Ruying wiped her sweat with a towel and said in amusement, "I made an agreement with Shiyu before, and she will bring us lunch at noon. I think it will arrive in a while."

Now she was completely impressed by Cheng Feng.

Although she didn't know why the president took a fancy to this boy, at least in her opinion, this boy was indeed an extremely rare genius.

From a confused novice trainee, after several hours of sparring, he has mastered the basics of swordsmanship perfectly, and is even moving towards more precise swordsmanship.

This kind of talent is absolutely unique, and the future is promising.

None of her students have grown up so outrageously, and this boy is the first one.

If he polishes this diamond properly, maybe he can really surpass Liu Shiyu in the future.

Cheng Feng was lying on the ground looking at his palms. Not to mention Yan Ruying's surprise, even he himself felt very strange. Why was he becoming more and more proficient in using the sword?

Obviously in his memory, the original owner had never touched a weapon like a sword since he was a child. It was also his first time touching a wooden sword. It was really strange.

Just when I was feeling thirsty, a bottle of Nongfu Spring was suddenly handed to me.

Cheng Feng immediately took Yan Ruying's mineral water, sat up, unscrewed the bottle cap, and drank heavily.

Yan Ruying sat on the ground next to her and praised sincerely: "You have perfected your swordsmanship very quickly. If you grow at this rate, your strength will improve by leaps and bounds in the next few days."

"Great." Cheng Feng clenched his fists. This was the result he wanted.

Yan Ruying suddenly remembered something: "I heard that you initially refused the invitation from the Disaster Association. It was Shiyu who spent a lot of effort to get you in?"

"Absolutely." Cheng Feng thought for a while and gave an ambiguous answer.

Yan Ruying said with a meaningful smile: "Well, at first, when I heard that Shiyu was getting close to a new guy, I thought she had finally come to her senses."

"Enlightenment?" Cheng Feng was puzzled.

"It's just that she finally took the initiative to get close to people. Don't you think she's a little aloof?"

"So she has a very cold personality?"

Only then did Cheng Feng realize something. He pinched his chin thoughtfully, "I don't feel this way when I'm with her. I think she's quite cute."

"Well, you are the first person to evaluate her like this."

Yan Ruying couldn't help but laugh, "What kind of wonderful expression will Shiyu have if she hears someone praising her for being cute? It's really exciting."

Cheng Feng waited for her to finish laughing and then asked curiously, "Why do you feel that you care about her so much?"

Seeing that he was puzzled, Yan Ruying's smile gradually disappeared and was replaced by a strange expression, "It seems that you don't know about her past."
Chapter completed!