"Get up quickly and wash up! Our dormitory must be ranked first today." Ye Jinyu shouted loudly.
"We are on the third floor and will never be ranked first." Gu Ziqian muttered.
"How will you know if you don't try? Hurry! You must get first place today!"
Eight people swarmed into the bathroom. Shi Jue just wiped it hastily and rushed downstairs. The beggar didn't have this habit and just followed them through a procedure.
"Here!" Shi Jue heard Ye Jinyu calling him as soon as he came downstairs. Shi Jue was stunned, not expecting that they were rushing in front of him. When he stood on the training ground, he saw one by one jumping from the upstairs.
Only those who came down understood what was going on, because they didn't come down the stairs at all. Only he needed to come down the stairs.
In an instant, everyone had gathered at the training ground. There were more than a hundred people in the training ground. About two-thirds of them were senior brothers and one-third of them were senior sisters. They were all younger than themselves, but they could only be called
Their senior brothers and sisters, who have never practiced martial arts, belong to the bottom group here.
All the apprenticeship brothers have come out. Five of them. There are five apprenticeship brothers in the first-level area. Only the elite disciples of the inner sect are qualified to serve as apprenticeship brothers of the outer sect. There are three men and two women, each of them showing a kind of sword intent. Huang Yingjie
Also among them.
More than a hundred people were divided into five groups and led away. I happened to be in Huang Yingjie's group.
"Shi Jue, Ye Jinyu, come out." Huang Yingjie shouted loudly.
"Yes." The two walked out.
"Ye Jinyu, you will take charge of the training. Shi Jue, come with me." Huang Yingjie said.
"Yes." Ye Jinyu walked to the front of the queue and began to lead the brothers to practice swordsmanship, every move was precise. Shi Jue stood next to Huang Yingjie and looked at their swordsmanship curiously from time to time.
"These are the sect's introductory swordsmanship and exercises." Huang Yingjie handed him two books and said, "Because you have never received training, I am going to give you individual training."
"Thank you, senior brother." Shi Jue happily took the sword and martial arts books and said.
"You take a look first, and I will train you later." Huang Yingjie said. After that, he went to guide others to practice swordsmanship. There were more than thirty people in their group, and they couldn't give up the other thirty people because of him.
"Um."
Shi Jue opened the book on swordsmanship.
Chopping, picking, stabbing, whittling... these are all basic movements, and the essentials of each movement are explained in detail. Every picture and every word was instantly memorized by Shi Jue.
The last one is a set of swordsmanship. The Eighteen Whirlwind Swords. It is very simple. In fact, the various basic movements explained earlier are used together in a coherent manner. Shi Jue quickly understood the mystery of it. If he can combine it, he can
Decompose, if you can decompose it, you can reorganize it, a perverted idea.
Then I started to read the secret book of the exercises. The Chunyang Exercises. A picture of a human figure with nodes on it, from the Dantian to the two arms. The exercises are divided into nine layers, and each layer represents a node above.
He began to read the text explanation at the back: The sun is the beginning of all things...
It only took him half an hour to memorize both books. He had no choice but to put the books in his arms and watch his senior brothers practice their sword skills.
What they were practicing was the Eighteen Whirlwind Swords. Shi Jue felt as if the image of the Eighteen Whirlwind Swords came alive in his mind, perfectly interpreting the essence of this set of swordsmanship.
He then matched the swordsmanship of each senior brother with the Eighteen Whirlwind Swords in his mind, and soon discovered the strength and weakness of their swordsmanship.
Ye Jinyu's swordsmanship is the best among their group, and he executes each sword according to the essentials. However, Gu Ziqian's swordsmanship is the worst. He has not mastered the basic essentials. Every move must be done carefully.
A few points worse.
At this time, a junior fellow student ran over, found Huang Yingjie and whispered a few words. Huang Yingjie immediately sent five people to look for someone, leaving one person behind and the other four running away.
"Performance!" said the senior fellow who taught the art, clapped his hands.
Five groups led the group to assemble and then dispersed according to instructions.
"Why don't you join the queue?" The martial artist brother came over and said to Shi Jue.
"I……"
"Get in line." Senior Brother Xueyi scolded. Shi Jue hurriedly ran back to the team and stood behind Gu Ziqian.
"The first sword..."
"Danglang..."
The sword in Shi Jue's hand fell to the ground. He originally wanted to stab the first sword as he wanted, but he didn't expect that he couldn't bear the strength at all and his arm hurt and the sword fell.
"What's wrong? I can't even hold the sword steady!" Senior Brother Xueyi walked up to Shi Jue and asked.
"I..." Shi Jianjue didn't know how to explain.
"Foodie!" Someone in the team shouted.
"Haha..." All the disciples burst out laughing.
"Why are you laughing?! Everyone should stop eating breakfast. Let's practice free sparring!" Senior Brother Shi Yi strode away after saying this.
"It's him who caused us no breakfast. Beat him!" One person pointed at Shi Jue and said.
"Hit him..."
In an instant, more than ten people surrounded Shi Jue.
"Give way!..." Ye Jinyu tried hard to rush in to protect Shi Jue, but she didn't know whether the brothers pushed him away intentionally or unintentionally, keeping him from getting close.
"beat!"
Suddenly a fist hit Shi Jue's chest. Shi Jue only felt a stinging pain and squatted down out of habit, holding his head with both hands.
These children were not the little beggars in a small town. Every punch and kick made Shi Jue feel heart-piercing pain.
"Puch!"
Shi Jue felt something sweet in his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from Shi Jue's mouth. He felt very sleepy. This was not the first time he felt this way. He had felt this way before when he was extremely hungry. He couldn't sleep.
...Can't sleep... This is the method taught by his adoptive father. He must not sleep when he wants to sleep.
"Changlang..."
"Step aside!"
Ye Jinyu pulled out the long sword in his hand, and Gu Ziqian and several other people in the dormitory also pulled out their long swords.
"Want to fight?" More than 20 people also drew their swords! The two sides faced off nervously.
"Stop!" A beautiful little girl walked over and shouted. She exuded a noble aura, an aura that could not be blasphemed.
"Senior sister!" everyone shouted respectfully as they sheathed their swords.
"Get out of the way!" Everyone moved out of the way. The girl walked in. Ye Jinyu hurriedly followed.
Shi Jue couldn't hold himself up and fell down softly, blood spurting from his mouth, and his eyes began to become blurry.
"Shi Jue!" Ye Jinyu reached over the little girl and hugged his head and shouted loudly.
"Shi Jue..." The voice turned into an echo in Shi Jue's mind.
"Why is he like this..." Shi Jue only felt a little girl, a beautiful little girl approaching his eyes, but he couldn't see clearly.
"He has never practiced martial arts. He was granted permission to join the sect because of his contribution to the sect. You are too cruel..." Gu Ziqian's voice was very slow and distant...
Shi Jue vaguely felt that his mouth was forcibly opened, and then a pill was stuffed into his mouth. A kind of coolness flowed down along the body fluid into his stomach, and then there was a burning sensation in his stomach, and then his vision went dark, and he didn't know anything anymore.