Chen Li stuffed the book into his arms and passed the gatekeeper with unconcealable joy on his face.
The eldest cousin Chen Ke walked out of the small villa where she lived. She saw Chen Li walking happily from outside and frowned, "Ali, what have you been busy with lately?"
Chen Li smiled at Chen Ke and said, "There is an old man in Southeast Lane who is very pitiful and has no children. I will help him fetch water."
"Fetch water?" Chen Ke's brows furrowed even more tightly. She looked Chen Li up and down and sighed, "A Li, there is no way at home to ask a mage to enlighten you, but there is always a way to meditate. You follow it every day.
Let's all exercise together, learn some basic knowledge, and then meditate. When Diesel Academy recruits students, we can test our potential and maybe we will be admitted. It's pointless to spend the whole day fetching water from people.
Things..."
You can get treasures that are hard to buy by fetching water. Is there any job that is more cost-effective than this?
But Chen Li naturally wouldn't say that.
The assessment of Diesel College is very strict, but some students with outstanding talents will be admitted.
Chen Li doesn't believe that meditating for one day every day can change his talent.
Without money, I can’t learn how to cast magic, and I can’t become stronger, so I have even more money…
Infinite loop.
He knew that Chen Ke had good intentions, so he was not impatient. Instead, he replied with a smile: "I will work hard. I work hard to meditate every day."
Just as Chen Ke was about to open his mouth to say something else, two people suddenly walked out of the alley, it was Chen Zhang and his little follower Chen Li.
Chen Li frowned, the person he least wanted to meet.
When Chen Zhang turned his eyes, the temperature in the air condensed instantly.
Chen Li smiled politely at Chen Ke and nodded, then prepared to go back to his small garden to rest.
Chen Zhang didn't want to let Chen Li go so easily. He stopped, tilted his neck, and sneered: "What? You scratched him outside and you didn't know you were back?"
Chen Li didn't even look at Chen Zhang. There was really no point in talking nonsense to such a childish and rude boy. He didn't even bother to say anything to him.
Chen Zhang became even more angry when he saw Chen Li's attitude of turning a blind eye to him. He suddenly took a step across, blocking Chen Li's way, and then glared at Chen Li angrily, as if Chen Li had blocked his way.
"Is something wrong?" Chen Li's voice was very low, showing his unhappiness.
The expression on Chen Zhang's face twisted, "I heard that you run out to fetch water for an old man every day these days? If you have such strength, why don't you do some work for the Chen family? The Chen family has raised you for so long, but you haven't shown any performance at all.
He looks like he wants to contribute to the family. What? He went out to fulfill his filial piety blindly? Could it be that he recognized a wild father outside?"
"Chen Zhang!" Chen Ke stood by and watched them nervously. He didn't dare to leave because he was worried that they would fight. At this moment, when he heard what Chen Zhang said was too much, he couldn't help shouting.
Chen Zhang didn't care at all. He raised his head and looked at Chen Li who suddenly turned his head and stared at his expression angrily.
Chen Li clenched his fists and looked at Chen Zhang's face, "We are all members of the Chen family. What if you don't think about your future carefully all day long? Why don't you care about my hair? I just admit it.
Wild daddy, you should also call him uncle."
Chen Zhang was slightly stunned, never expecting that Chen Li would reply like this. Then his expression changed drastically, "You little beast!" After saying that, he quickly swung his fist and hit Chen Li in the face.
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Without fighting spirit, it is not easy to beat Chen Li with just physical fists and a few sets of boxing techniques that are matched with swordsmanship.
Chen Li's mental strength and acuity, which he originally brought with his soul, are much stronger than the young man Chen Zhang. In addition, Chen Li is a former great swordsman and has very rich experience in close combat.
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Chen Zhang couldn't even get close to him, let alone hit him.
Chen Zhang punched, Chen Li tilted his head and stepped back, turning sideways to easily avoid it.
Chen Zhang took a step closer and threw another right fist. Chen Li again tilted his head and stepped back in the other direction, easily dodging again.
Chen Zhang's speed was not slow, but in Chen Li's eyes, the movement was full of flaws, the punch was weak, the speed was slow, and there were too many cumbersome small movements included in the punching movement, and the muscles in the arms, waist and lower body were not found.
The center of gravity shifted and more than half of the strength was lost - it was simply too horrible to see.
If Chen Li couldn't escape such a small fight, it would be as if he was reborn not in a weak body, but in a crippled body.
When he was reborn, as his body changed, his physical strength and once powerful fighting spirit were gone, but his IQ and memory did not decrease.
When Chen Zhang stretched out his left fist and threw a third punch unbelievingly, Chen Li suddenly grabbed Chen Zhang's left wrist with his right hand, then quickly turned his palm into a sword and struck Chen Zhang's captured
On the left wrist.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound as the sword struck the muscles of the wrist.
"Ah!" Chen Zhang whispered unpreparedly.
Chen Zhang was in severe pain and subconsciously wanted to draw his sword. At Chen Zhang's stage, the use of fighting spirit had to be done with the help of a sword. And it had to be performed under the sword formula, which was quite complicated.
In a crisis, he would naturally draw his sword to fight.
When Chen Li dodged his first punch, he was already slightly stunned. This kid couldn't dodge his fists before. He could be knocked down with three punches or two punches.
When Chen Zhang threw his second punch and Chen Li managed to dodge it again, he was so angry that his eyes widened and he swore silently in his heart: If this kid dared to dodge again, he would knock Chen Li down with more than just a few kicks.
It's over - I'll beat him until he remembers his last name!
But the second punch failed again.
When Chen Zhang threw his third punch, he was no longer using his brain. It was pure brute force, like a child fighting. When Chen Li suddenly counterattacked, his mind went blank, and he panicked instantly.
When pain suddenly came from his arm, Chen Zhang didn't even realize what happened. His eyes were blank, and his hands and feet were in a panic, and he even forgot to fight back and respond.
Chen Li was very disappointed. A swordsmanship apprentice actually fought like a child. All the basic knowledge of swordsmanship he had learned before was in vain.
The fighting spirit inspired, the steps and moves learned during sword practice... all of this learning, in addition to improving fighting methods and fighting logic, should also be about comprehending the sword's intention and the true meaning of fighting spirit.
But Chen Zhang, let alone having any insights, learned swordsmanship for a long time and was able to display low-level fighting spirit, but in the end he couldn't even win a fight.
What about moves?
Where's the pace?
What about ways to stabilize the lower body and mobilize muscles and limbs?
Without the sword in hand, can all this be forgotten?
Waste!
No matter how long you study, you will still be a 2B guy who only learns the basics!
Before Chen Zhang's hand could touch the sword at his waist, Chen Li had already turned his wrist and twisted Chen Zhang's arm behind him. Then he turned around, stood behind Chen Zhang with a light step, and then held his hand.
As soon as he put the sword away, he pulled out Chen Zhang's sword and held it in his own hand.
"Ah ah ah -" Chen Zhang thought his arm was about to be broken... He screamed and wanted to turn around, but whenever he moved casually, he felt pain in his wrist and elbow. He reached back with his other hand to think.
He wanted to arrest Chen Li, but with his back to Chen Li at the moment, he had no chance of breaking free.
Chen Li held Chen Zhang's long sword. Although it felt very light in his hand, Chen Li couldn't handle it with his current body. He suppressed the intimacy with the sword in his heart, and the long sword felt light in his hand.
He turned and changed his holding position, then swung his wrist and flicked lightly, and the long sword turned like a sword in Chen Li's hand, and a circle of beautiful silver-white sword light rippled in the sun, making a circle.
Finally, it took an arc and landed on the ground four meters away.
The long sword was driven hard into the muddy ground, shaking slightly and buzzing for more than ten seconds before calming down.
Chen Li and Chen Ke were both stunned. Chen Li's movements of holding and swinging the sword were too smooth, as if he had practiced this set of movements thousands of times.
Chen Ke still remembers the first time he wielded a sword. At that time, it was difficult for him to raise the sword to a level position. The tip of the sword always drooped. Because of this, he was trained many times and even punished.
After practicing the sword at that time, I thought it was very cool to be able to throw the sword back to the sword stand, so I also practiced the action of throwing the sword for a long time, but it was always difficult to throw the sword coolly.
But Chen Li's series of actions were done so smoothly.
Is this his first time holding a sword?
He had never seen him touch a sword before, and there were no spare swords in the entire Chen family for Chen Li to use.
Is this really the first time I hold a sword? But there are illogical surprises everywhere...
Chen Li originally wanted to step forward to help Chen Zhang, but Chen Li's series of actions made him feel invulnerable, and he never had the chance to intervene.
At this moment, watching Chen Zhang's sword being thrown out, the feet he wanted to take out stopped in place and did not move.
If a swordsman's sword is removed, there is no doubt that he has been defeated.
Being stripped of your sword is a more shameful thing than having your sword broken. It is the most untouchable point in every swordsman's spirit.
Chen Zhang's face turned pale, and he watched his long sword being thrown out. His whole body was as stiff as a fossil and motionless. He clenched his teeth and stared at his sword with wide eyes.
The sword was removed like this? How did Chen Li do it? Why can't he remember?
He felt it was difficult to breathe, his mind went blank, and the pain in his arm was even ignored. An overwhelming sense of despair took away his consciousness, and he felt cold all over.
He still remembered what his father said when he explained the meaning of the sword to him: when your sword leaves your control, you are already dead.
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