Sword King Reborn

(Fifth update today;!) "Concession~!" Wu Yaowu was also aroused with anger. Everyone was young and energetic, and a little provocation would bring out real flames, "Stab!"

There was a stabbing sound, and Wu Yaowu took out the sword from his waist. It was a thin sword, and it was like a woman.

The sword used by Zi was not much different, with a finger-width blade that danced like the blade of a spiritual snake. With a few rapid "swish, swish, swish" sounds, the thin sword quickly shot out a series of sword shadows in front of Ling Feng.

, anyone else would have hidden away long ago, but Ling Feng did not move at all, looking straight at Wu Yaowu.

"Since you don't draw your sword, I won't be polite." Wu Yaowu shouted in a low voice. The thin sword in his hand shook rapidly, and the clearly visible sword shadow actually shook. Everyone could only

I felt dazzled, as if Wu Yaowu was holding not a sword but a

Like a snake, the agile sword body drives countless air currents, and the sound of "stab, stab, stab" made the boys and girls watching hold their breath. Wu Yaowu's hand has a very strong visual effect, and his sword dancing movements are very fast.

It was so fast that no one could see clearly where his sword really was.

With a slight scolding, the pale white sword blade came out and slowly moved towards Ling Feng's waist and abdomen. Ling Feng still did not move. When the sword blade was about to reach Ling Feng, it suddenly turned around, as fast as lightning.

He stabbed Ling Feng's chin with a vicious sword, pretending to attack in advance

The back waist induces people to defend, and then suddenly changes direction, using the smallness of the sword body and the rapid speed to hit the chin. This kind of reaction speed is simply too late for ordinary people. If it hits, the pale white sword blade will instantly penetrate Ling Feng

chin, and along with it, his head was completely cut open.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he will kill with one blow. Wu Yaowu made a decisive move and landed the killer. From this, it can be seen that this young master is not an ordinary young master. He must have killed someone before. There is a coldness in his eyes. Wu Yaowu is preparing to

Smiling ferociously, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sharp pain in his wrist. Then his eyes blurred and he didn't even see what was going on. Ling Feng had already put the scabbard across his neck.

The fight between the two was in the middle of the banquet hall, only a few meters away from the high platform where Li Yao was sitting. The boys and girls who gathered around could see it clearly. They saw Ling Feng take a small step forward, the sword in his hand.

The scabbard was cut out like lightning, and then directly hit Wu Yaowu's wrist. Then he lifted it up and placed the scabbard on his neck.

Compared with Wu Yaowu's swordsmanship of turning a sword into a snake, Lingfeng's move was too ordinary and a bit childish. You said that Wu Yaowu's superb swordsmanship could not kill Lingfeng with one move. Lingfeng pulled out the scabbard without hesitation.

Wu Yaowu was defeated in just one blow. How is this convincing?

"Impossible~!" Wu Yaowu's first reaction was that he didn't believe it. Although Ling Feng's scabbard was placed around his neck, he couldn't understand how Ling Feng's scabbard was pulled over, so he didn't believe it.

The man in red immediately said: "One more time, this time it doesn't count." Ling Feng didn't say much and directly took back the scabbard.

Wu Yaowu twisted his wrist again, and the thin sword in his hand "swish" turned into a shadow again. Just when he was about to stab, suddenly a scabbard fell down in front of him. Wu Yaowu hurriedly raised the sword to block it, but just now

When he had this thought, he was hit hard on the face with a "pop", which was so painful that it knocked him to pieces.

"This;;;" A group of people were dumbfounded. The man in red took a deep breath and looked in disbelief. Ling Feng drew his sword too fast. They didn't even see it clearly this time. By the time they reacted, Ling Feng had already

A sword scabbard hit Wu Yaowu's face. It was a coincidence once, but it was a coincidence twice? And Ling Feng was clearly telling them that the reason why Wu Yaowu was allowed to use so many swords before was just to save him face. Ling Feng

If the wind wants to take action, all it takes is one strike.

With a "clang", Wu Yaowu's sword fell. His brain could not digest the current situation at all. Liu Bai's teachings to him were still recalling in his ears. The sword wielder must have a starting position. No matter how fast it is, it cannot be like this.

What's more, Ling Feng didn't use any special fighting skills. He was just fast. The first time was to poke, and the second time was to chop. These are the most basic moves in swordsmanship. To be honest, there is no technical content at all.

, it’s something that practice makes perfect.

"Yaowu, are you okay?" Except for the man in red who paid attention to the lost Wu Yaowu, everyone else focused their attention on Ling Feng and slowly hung the sword back on his waist. Ling Feng's face could not be seen.

He was as happy as ever, "Your Highness, I won, but

Are you leaving now?" Ling Feng looked at Li Yao, and Li Yao bit her lip. She regretted it. After seeing Ling Feng defeat Wu Yaowu with one move, Li Yao didn't want Ling Feng to leave, but she was a princess.

It would be a bit disrespectful to not let Ling Feng go in front of so many people.

"I'm willing to admit defeat. Come here and send Mr. Ling out." Li Yao waved her hand, and immediately a palace official came forward to lead Ling Feng out. Since Ling Feng was leaving, it was not appropriate for Ling Xue to stay. She rushed apologetically.

The princess saluted, and Ling Xue and Ling Feng left. On the carriage coming back, Ling Xue

I wanted to say something to Ling Feng, but thinking about the faces of those young masters, Ling Xue felt that it was right for her brother not to come to such a banquet. The two returned to Piaoye Residence in silence, and Ling Feng went upstairs to rest directly.

Now, Lingxue was dragged by Ah Li to talk about the strange things in the princess's house, and she was speechless all night.

It was already late at night after all the guests were sent away. Li Yao had taken a bath. The imperial princess was wearing loose pajamas, but she was sitting in her show building looking at the wall outside, "Can't you get up? I can't get up.

Beat you?" In his ears, he recalled what he said at that time, and Ling Feng, whose mouth was full of oil. He was very angry at the time, but now he thought about it, it was a bit funny. There was a smile on Li Yao's face.

, chuckled a few times, then shook his head, thinking that Li Yao actually sat on the soft couch and fell asleep. In her sleep, she saw a handsome man riding a white horse coming from a distance. When she got closer, she saw

It became clear that it was a familiar person immediately, with a naughty smile, resolute eyebrows, and a coldness that floated out from time to time. Li Yao grinned, and a trace of sparkle flowed out from the corner of her mouth.

The idle days always pass by very quickly. In the blink of an eye, it’s time for formal classes. Because the college merged with the academy, many of the previous rules have been changed. Ling Feng and the others are like an experimental field. Everything is brand new.

, on the first day of formal class, Ling Feng finally met his first real teacher in his life.

This is an old man. He is very thin. His cheeks are so thin that there is no trace of flesh. The skin is tightly attached. If it were not for his pair of slender eyes, he would look like a mummy. The old man is wearing the same clothes as himself.

The bulky teacher's robe is uncoordinated. This kind of robe is very similar to the Taoist robe that Ling Feng is familiar with.

Similar, except that the pattern on the back is the logo of the Imperial Academy, a huge sunflower instead of Tai Chi Bagua. Although the old man is very thin, his hair is very nutritious. The thick black hair is tied into a delicate crown.

Wearing an ordinary cloth belt outside, the outfit is plain and simple.

"The old man's name is Wu Yong. You can call me husband, or you can call me by my name directly, but one thing is, don't call me teacher, because I am not old." The old man stood behind the desk, leaning half of his body on the table, dying.

The lifeless look made people lose their spirits, but these words made the young students chuckle a few times.

"Today is the official day of class in our Shenqi Tianfu. I have something to say up front. You can have fun in any way you want on weekdays. There are two things you can't do in my class. One is gambling with money, and the other is fighting. Except for

There are no other rules for these two things. I hope everyone can remember them." The old man flicked his cuffs and finished speaking slowly. He turned around and wrote a line of words on the blackboard behind him. This line of words was very interesting. It was "Discussion and Fighting".

"The relationship between strength and fighting skills"

"This is the first class. Let's discuss this topic. Everyone can speak enthusiastically." The old man waved his skinny palms, but a group of students in the underground were looking at each other.

Don’t you understand the relationship between technology and technology? There is nothing to judge. Ling Feng is sitting in the last row of the classroom.

It's not that he came here on purpose, it was because he came a little late and there were no seats left. Situ Qingyang and Li Yao were sitting in the third row by the window. Li Yao was actually wearing the school uniform issued by the college. Any princess

The marks on her were all missing. Judging from the reactions of the other students, they seemed not to know that this beautiful girl with her head lowered was a princess.

The classroom where Ling Feng and the others were teaching was very spacious, and there would probably be hundreds of people if it was full. However, the Imperial College had plenty of space, so every class had a classroom like this. It was a sunny morning outside the window, and there were sandbags, weapons and equipment outside.

Yeah, those are the ones Ling Feng is more sensitive to.

The interest lies, but in class, verbal arguments don't seem to make much sense. As a tutor, Wu Yong waited for a quarter of an hour and no student spoke up, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry, and he still had to rely on his lectures.

He sat at the table and looked at each new student with intent eyes.

As time passed, some people couldn't sit still anymore and couldn't help whispering. Gradually, the classroom became noisy and the voices were a little noisy. Wu Yong was still lying on his stomach as before. He was in this situation for an hour.

When it was over, Wu Yong stood up straight, performed a chest caressing ceremony unique to the Imperial Academy, and then said slowly: "This

Your class assignment this week will be on this topic. Each of you will write a 5,000-word essay and hand it in on time next week. That’s it, get out of class is over.” After saying that, the skinny old man walked out with his head held high and his steps It was very stable. Ling Feng glanced at it and couldn't help but secretly marveled that he could bring out the power of the wind element while walking. This Wu Yong was not as weak as he appeared.

The first class on the first day of class passed by inexplicably. The next class was held after class. The person in charge of the class was a Silver Medal tutor from Imperial College. The college has a special tutor evaluation system. From Bronze Medal to

Starting from the beginning, there are Yinxun, Jinxun, Baoxun, and Huangxun in order. These titles are the introduction.

The rating of a teacher. The higher the level, the stronger the teacher’s educational ability. Teacher Yinxun shows that he has brought out at least five sky fighters, while Teacher Huangxun is much more powerful. This level means

It seems that among his students there is the Galaxy Fighting Saint, who is one of the top masters on the road.