This assistant is serious

In the martial arts arena of Lingyang No. 3 Middle School, Wei Wu and Jiang Ling were fighting under the guidance of Wen Rong.

The spear is like a dragon, and the shadow of the knife is like the wind.

Jiang Ling held a special spear, flames wrapped around the gun body, thunder flashed around, and the two footwork talent techniques of hot cloth and thunder flashing under his feet were used alternately.

The rhythm of the battle is sometimes manic and sometimes concise, making it difficult to fathom.

Wei Wu, who was holding a special long knife, had steady steps, and was not deflected by Jiang Ling's rhythm, and his knife skills flowed, and under Jiang Ling's onslaught, he was not in a hurry, and even occasionally swung a tricky knife with an antelope hanging horn, so that Jiang Ling had to take it seriously.

Wen Rong has been impressed by Wei Wu's talent more than once.

Not only is his cultivation progress much faster than his peers, but his combat talent is also extremely strong In the case that Jiang Ling does not explode seeds and uses life seeds, Wei Wu can already fight with him.

As far as his sword technique is concerned, it is not like a god and a demon, but it is definitely old-fashioned.

Without looking at the face, he only looked at the qi and verve, and thought that he would be a veteran who had practiced knives for several years.

When defending, it is stable as a rock, but when it suddenly strikes, it has an indomitable domineering.

Compared with Su Naiwen's combat talent, it was not a star and a half.

Yang You, who was leaning against the side wall and lazily waiting to fight the three-person reincarnation battle, yawned.

To be honest, Yang You was tired of watching the confrontation between the two.

It may be because they are too familiar with each other, the means are basically understood, and the fight is even a little mechanized.

This made Yang You feel that it was better to practice with Su Naiwen.

At least the guy's arrow was blocked by himself, and there was a helpless and annoyed expression on his face, which was worth admiring and could make him physically and mentally happy.

It has been ten days since the entrance exam, and they had said last week that they would train together, but this kid had to say that he had something important to do.

Wen Rong also thought that Su Naiwen had an accident, and followed the induction of the pendant to find it.

After returning, I just told them that Su Naiwen was busy and temporarily absent from training.

I don't know what the guy is up to.

Think of Cao Cao, Cao Cao to.

Just as Yang You was complaining about Su Naiwen in his heart, a disheveled and dark guy in the distance walked over with a "tombstone" more than three meters long and more than one meter wide.

Each step is exceptionally steady, and from a distance, it looks like an ascetic with a stone tablet on his back.

Yang You was stunned, although this strange guy was in rags, his hair was curled into a mess, and his face was even darker, he could still see at a glance that this person was Su Naiwen.

"Good fellow, I haven't seen you for more than ten days, which mine have you been abducted to dig coal!" Yang

You looked at Su Naiwen, who looked like an ascetic, and was very surprised, this ghost look was the same as ten days ago, one in the sky and one in the ground.

Su Naiwen grinned, his dark face showing white eye-catching teeth, "Hehe, don't say it, it's similar to digging coal." "

All kinds of ores are beaten all day, and the high-grade fuel of the furnace in the later period is insufficient, and the ordinary refined iron is burned out of coal.

It's either coal or mine, and it's about the same as digging coal.

"Disgusting~

" As soon as Su Naiwen approached, Yang You almost vomited, and couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth: "Roll, you fucking mother's, this body smell, which shit jar is pickled into the taste!" Wei

Wu and Jiang Ling came back, and when they saw their appearance, they stopped fighting and walked over.

It's just that at a distance of five steps away from Su Naiwen, it is really difficult to parry biochemical attacks and stop at money.

"Yue~ Brother Wen, are you swollen?" Wei Wu, who has always been Wen Chui, is difficult to get close to Su Naiwen at the moment.

"Your smell is like a swill bucket poured into a dung pit to ferment, hmm~ no, I can't."

Jiang Ling held the gun and retreated while retching.

Su Naiwen, who closed his nose on the third day of iron, saw the reaction of the three people, and pouted his lips in displeasure, is it so bad smell?

Reaching out and patting the "tombstone" behind it, a slight clicking sound sounded, and a fan-shaped built-in space opened, interspersed with four iron bars, and a long knife three meters long.

Su Naiwen pulled out the three-meter long knife with great difficulty, and Wei Wu's eyes lit up the moment he saw it.

"Oh, enlistment gifts. "Su Naiwen wanted to throw it to Wei Wu, but such an old guy was afraid that he would accidentally give Yang You on the side.

Lying lightly on the ground, he ran to the dormitory with an iron box on his back.

This smell on the body, don't ask if you don't know, when you ask, it's like that old wine, on top.

The entrance examination has ended, and now it is also the holiday period, except for a few students who come to school in some remote areas, they have basically gone home.

This makes Su Naiwen's biochemical weapon not cause too bad damage.

After using half a bottle of shower gel and shampoo, Su Naiwen felt that he had lost a lot of weight.

In the past few days, he and Old Man Wang have not been too much to describe as forgetting to eat and sleep.

Although this banner box is not an entry-level weapon, it does not have the kind of raw materials that are difficult to refine and forge when refining.

But shaping is a technical job.

If it weren't for Old Man Wang's help, he might not have been able to build this banner box in a few days.

Of course, because the time is too short, the flag in the flag box has only forged eight flagpoles, and this utensil can only be regarded as a semi-finished product.

Looking at the "tombstone" standing at the head of the bed, Su Naiwen also felt a little weird when he felt a sense of accomplishment.

This thing is standing, isn't there some....

Su Naiwen saw that Li Yan was not there anyway, so he leaned on Li Yan's bed, well, now it is pleasing to the eye.

Laughing and laughing, Su Naiwen's eyelids were constantly fighting, and after a few breaths, he passed out.

In the past few days, Su Naiwen has basically not slept, and now he is sleepy as soon as he sticks to the bed.

This sleep, sleep can be described as dim.

......

In the martial arts arena, Wei Wu's eyes that got the knife were completely attracted by this knife, and his body was stroking, like a drifting thin willow stroking the breeze.

The blade body is slender, the bright silver dazzling knife light in the sun, and the blade body is dark but exudes a faint purple red, which looks a little strange.

The white bandage wrapped around the handle of the knife looks a little rough, but it feels great in the hand.

Wei Wu waved it excitedly, causing Yang You to jump away from him.

Good fellow, this long knife, within ten steps of the body, invincible and friendless.

Wei Wu input soul power on it, and suddenly, on the white cloth wrapped around the handle of the knife, blood-red demon patterns lit up, and on the swarthy knife, several blood-red runes were also flashing.

That pattern rune was like blood watering.

Silver blade black body blood streak.

The faint purple-red brilliance absorbed the blood-colored soul power, and the color became more and more condensed and enchanting.

Although Wen Rong had seen this knife in advance when he went to look for Su Naiwen, this input soul power, the appearance of the blood streak blood talisman still made him can't help but marvel.

Although this knife is not an entry-level blade, it is definitely not worse than an ordinary entry-level weapon.

Wei Wu saw the appearance of this knife with blood patterns, and his eyes showed a bit of blazing.

Swinging a sword, the control soul power drilled into one of the blood-colored runes, and a violent gravity emanated above the blade body.

For a moment, the ground cut by the knife body instantly crushed open.

Jiang Ling, Yang You, and Wei Wu himself were stunned to look at the cracks on the ground like meteorites.

This is a knife?

This grandmother's hammer!

"Haha, Jiang Ling, come, let's continue fight

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