Bai Susu turned around three times with a hesitant look on her face, and finally found a direction. A sneer appeared at the corner of Lu Ming's mouth. It turned out that he was going to the Discipline Academy.
Ouyang Luo took back the steel sword and let out a cold shout in his nose. He was obviously very angry. He turned around and patted Lu Ming on the shoulder, but his eyes were full of approval!
Qing'er had never experienced these things before. At this moment, she finally came back to her senses and touched the place where her young master had hit her. Her eyes were full of admiration. She looked at the young master's back. He was so tall today!
Everyone else was also very frightened. Sword academy sparring sessions had always had some injuries, but there had never been cases where both wrists were broken. This was definitely the biggest thing after Lu Ming was knocked unconscious.
However, Ouyang Luo slapped Li Kun's wrist with the spine of his sword. If he slashed it down, blood would really be spattered in the sword hall. The swordsmen knew this very well. As swordsmen, they knew even more about the impact of the wrist on every student.
If the delay continues, Li Kun will be really useless, and he also has the backing of his uncle, the head of the Discipline Academy, Li Chengzhi!
Li Kun was surrounded by everyone, and even a tall swordsman picked him up and left quickly.
Li Kun suddenly turned around, locked his two enemies with a pair of hateful eyes, and shouted: "Lu Ming! Ouyang Luo! I will remember everything you gave me today. I will definitely take revenge and repay everything in double."
I'm going back. You all should be careful in the future, don't let me get into my hands. I'll let my third uncle..."
Seeing Li Kun being carried away, Lu Ming didn't even respond at all to his yelling and harsh words. Such a person is not worthy of being a swordsman at all.
However, Lu Ming secretly sighed. This was because his strength was still not enough. If he had enough energy, it would be normal for him to directly break all of Li Kun's limbs in a battle. It seemed that he should find a way to improve his strength.
Rapidly improving strength requires a steady approach, which is inseparable from various scarce and valuable materials, which is directly related to money.
Today, I am in poor health, low level, and my popularity has been dissipated by Lu Ming's failure in the battle. Only Ouyang Luo is left. But! Lu Ming raised his eyebrows, I have money!
Although the money was saved by Lu Tianlin, if he wants to use it, it is definitely not a problem. Although I don't like using other people's money, I can't help it now. I can just make more money to pay him back in the future.
Lu Ming recalled a set of methods in his mind. He successfully performed three missions in the underworld and spent all his savings at the time. However, it was worth it.
In Lu Ming's view, everything related to swords is not a problem as long as it can be measured in money!
"Yeah." Lu Ming made up his mind. This method is feasible on Earth, and it should be no problem here. When you have an idea, you must act on it. This is Lu Ming's habit. As for cultivation, laziness has long been eliminated.
Without a trace...
Murderous aura! Lu Ming's ears twitched, and a group of people came not far away. They were silent and calm, exuding the true murderous aura that can only be found when killing people! Are these people going to kill someone?
Lu Ming's steps were still a little frivolous, but he was much better. He walked to the entrance of the sword hall and saw a large group of senior swordsmen, all holding swords in their hands, all with open-edge swords, passing by, and all of them were
There was silence on their faces, murderous aura emanating from them!
Lu Ming frowned. In the Sword Academy on weekdays, if everyone goes out, they can only bring blunt iron swords with them.
For an open-edge sword, you must pass a challenge before you are qualified to carry a real open-edge iron sword, and even if you are qualified, you are generally not allowed to bring an open-edge sword when you go out, but you must bring a blunt iron sword. Every time
To bring out the sword, you have to get the sword from the sword library in the sword academy.
After sorting out his memory, Lu Ming followed the path of these people with his eyes. Sure enough, the direction they came from was the location of the sword library.
Ouyang Luo also frowned and clenched the steel sword in his hand involuntarily. It was obvious that this time the Sword Academy suddenly allowed so many seniors to carry swords, which was a shocking thing.
Lu Ming couldn't help but think that in the entire sword academy, only Xuemei could wear the Kaifeng sword on weekdays. This was because she was not a swordsman in this academy. Even so, Xuemei's Kaifeng sword was still stored in
In the sword library, you cannot always carry it with you. Even Ouyang Luo, the Greedy Wolf Sword Body, only holds a blunt iron sword.
"Senior, senior, please take a few steps slowly."
In the sword hall, a short first-year swordsman with a clever face trotted over and asked: "The seniors are so majestic that only the younger brothers are envious. I just want to ask the seniors what they are going to do."
Going?"
Lu Ming remembered that his name was Lin Tong, and he was a very clever person. However, judging from his cautious appearance, he had the courage to ask questions. Even so, the murderous aura and excitement of dozens of senior swordsmen were mixed together, which still made Lin Tong confused.
My scalp felt numb for a while and my legs trembled.
The senior swordsmen looked at Lin Tong in silence, and their words were filled with a solemn atmosphere: "A wanted criminal who has committed many murders has entered Tiandu City. The security forces have been unable to catch this person, so please come and ask for help from the sword master.
Help with the arrest, we are ordered to arrest him."
Lin Tong looked at several senior swordsmen with envy. These people must have been in the sword academy for three years, and it may be the first time they hold a Kaifeng sword, right? It's really enviable! I don't know, what am I?
When can I get the Kaifeng Sword?
"Thank you, senior, for your advice."
Lin Tong nodded and bowed, and he humbly asked for advice. He cupped his fists and saluted, and said: "The junior then wished the senior that he would be victorious and that he would succeed immediately and capture the thief in one fell swoop. Let the thief know that I, the top student of Xingchen Sword Academy, is not a good person."
Provoked."
"Yes!" The senior Kenseimen nodded as he should, turned around, walked a few steps and then came back. After a short while, he stooped down and patted Lin Tong's shoulder. He took out a portrait and said, "You should pay attention.
Take a look, look carefully, this person is the murderer, um, I tell you first and second graders to pay attention."
Faced with the awed attitude of these young swordsmen, the senior swordsmen felt that it was still a bit unsafe to do so. After spreading the portrait flat for everyone to see, he said: "You can see it clearly, right? If you touch
When you arrive, stay away from that person, he is very powerful."
"Lu Han, let's go." Someone waved and called the senior swordsmen away directly, and said: "What are you talking to them about? As long as you hear the word murderer, these little guys will be gone."
I was so scared that I peed my shit..."
Lu Ming looked at the portrait carefully. Although it was not as good as the high-resolution photos on Earth, with a few simple strokes, the facial features of the characters were vivid and lifelike. It was easy for people to remember the general characteristics of the people in the portrait, especially the pair of eyes.
The fierce eyes were filled with a strong smell of blood.
Remembering the person in the portrait and feeling the bloody aura of the person in the portrait, Lu Ming couldn't help but hold the broken sword worth one tael of silver in his hand. Even if he carried the broken sword, he would be punished by the Discipline Academy.
But today was a special day. With the sword in hand, Lu Ming felt not only excited, but also felt a sense of comfort.
Suddenly, two eyes fell on his back. Lu Ming did not move and used all his energy to perceive the eyes. This method of training mental perception has achieved very good results in Lu Ming's career as a killer.
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As Lu Ming's attention increased, all the surrounding things appeared in his mind, and the owner of his gaze less than ten meters away from him was actually Xue Mei.
At the age of eighteen, Lu Ming was a little surprised by her appearance and figure. She was more perfect than she remembered, and the aura emanating from her body, and even the followers surrounding her, who couldn't help but look like pig brothers from time to time, couldn't be tolerated at all.
Looking directly at her, there was still a particularly unharmonious three-meter-wide vacuum around her amid such a flow of people.
"The Purple Myrtle Sword Body is well-deserved." Lu Ming nodded secretly, and his body indeed smelled like a sword.
In the eyes of hundreds of people who wanted to immediately strip off all the packaging, Xuemei walked over gracefully, her cold face was like the coolest breeze in summer, making people feel refreshed from head to toe, and her vertically draped black hair was even more beautiful.
The wind moves automatically, making it appear even more otherworldly.
Dozens of swordsmen of various grades couldn't help but swallow their saliva wildly. They already felt that no matter how long they ate this dish, they would never get tired of it. Countless people had already thought in their hearts that Lu Ming would be by her side tomorrow.
What a joy it would be! Even if he was plotted, it would still be a blessing! If he could be half as good as Lu Ming, no! Even a third, if he could stand beside the goddess, even if he was played to death
, also willingly.
Qing'er also noticed the woman who appeared at this time, especially when she saw Ouyang Luo's angry expression, and guessed a possibility, especially since there was a murderer in the city, and said: "Master, we'd better go back..."
"Lu Ming." The coldness on Xue Mei's face did not melt away because of the hot weather.
Lu Ming turned around and glanced at the paper umbrella in her hand. This umbrella was made by Qingcheng painter Leng Qinghan. It is a classic collection. It is him, no! It was the former Lu Ming who paid 48,000 taels of silver to take the photo in Jubaozhai.
I bought it as a gift to the goddess in my heart to express my feelings. But under such a scorching sun, this umbrella will become a piece of waste paper in no time.
Standing five meters in front of Lu Ming, Xue Mei's eyes flashed, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she pointed at the open space beside her: "Come here, bring me the sword in your hand."
Pfft! Lin Tong suddenly choked out a mouthful of saliva, and his clever eyes froze. What did the goddess say? She likes the sword pointed by Lu Ming? That is just a broken sword worth less than one tael of silver!
What kind of world is it that even a broken sword with one tael of silver can be used as a weapon to pick up girls? Several people once again lamented Lu Ming's good luck, and there were even several sounds of clenched fists and teeth grinding in the crowd, and the envy, jealousy, and hatred were clearly revealed.