This assistant is serious

When he woke up, Su Naiwen did not feel any fatigue and pain, but he was full of energy.

I went back to the shower and ate and started my normal course for the day.

In the evening, I came to the martial arts training room, and under the guidance of Wen Rong, I practiced team-up confrontation.

The next day, Su Naiwen got up and continued to fight with Velvet until it softened.

Unconsciously, five or six days had passed, and Su Naiwen had also reached the intermediate level of life master in the gradual increase of soul power.

This promotion speed can be regarded as a small genius in school.

This time period is also a watershed.

One after another, some first-grade geniuses will begin to emerge.

Chen He, Chen Cheng, and Zhang Hang of the special training team, after Su Naiwen, also stepped into the realm of intermediate life masters.

Generally speaking, ordinary talented students will be promoted from low to intermediate in about half a year.

Those who were promoted in more than three months are the key training objects of the school.

As for demons like Wei Wu and Jiang Ling, say something else.

The first thing to do when you advance is to try to add realms with support points.

His thigh master was happy to reward 6666 auxiliary points, and it was useless to keep it.

Click on the soul power improvement column, and suddenly there are 50 fewer auxiliary points, while the soul power realm is only increased by 0.1%!

Lean, when the low-level life master, only 10 auxiliary points are needed, which directly increases the price by five times?

No wonder there are so few excellent students who have reached the middle of the middle of the intermediate life master in the second year.

But fortunately, it is not a tenfold increase.

Looking at the more than seven thousand auxiliary points, which could only increase his soul power realm by fifteen or six percent, Su Naiwen couldn't help but viciously want to come to a wave of exotic invasions and make himself a big profit.

Immediately reacted hurriedly, he had some magic barriers, this idea is not necessary.

In the following time, Su Naiwen has been spent under the adjustment of warm velvet morning and evening.

Now Su Naiwen feels that his body is much stronger than the general auxiliary life masters of the same level, although it cannot be compared with the combat type life master, but in the face of hand-to-hand combat, it is no longer a scumbag that can stand up with one or two moves.

At least in the face of Chen Cheng or Zhang Hang, Su Naiwen can live with them several times without using talent skills.

"During this time, your body can also be regarded as open, you can carry out the next stage of practice, choose a weapon."

Su Naiwen, who was sweating profusely and retracting the offensive, was overjoyed when he heard this.

For more than a month, I got up every day like a madman, attacking towards the gentle and unruly attack.

What Wang Eight Fist, jumping kick, what moves have been used.

But each time it is either dodged or blocked by the velvet.

This made him suspect for a while that the other party was playing by himself.

Today, finally! Finally, I can learn the art of tall fighting.

"Don't I have to practice hand-to-hand combat?" Su Naiwen saw that Wen Rong asked him to choose a weapon, and he was a little puzzled.

"Except for some special personalities and geniuses, there is obviously a difference between the attack power of many people with and without weapons."

"Your life personality has no increase in boxing, there are still weapons that are more lethal, I suggest you choose the light one, now your strength and physical strength do not dominate in the same level of combat type hitters, but these days of practice, I found that your reaction is much stronger than many people, and light weapons are suitable for you."

Su Naiwen listened to Wen Rong's suggestion and tried to ask, "What about the sword?"

"You decide."

Su Naiwen: o_O

Then you just said so much.

In fact, in Su Naiwen's heart, he was very envious of Wei Wu and Jiang Ling.

A big knife, a heavy gun, how cool.

The sword is good, but the light sword is less domineering after all.

Don't look at Su Naiwen Jun Longsven, but I don't like the ethereal one.

Killing one person in ten steps and leaving no line for thousands of miles is really cool.

But he still likes me to smile from the knife to the sky, to keep the heroism of the liver and gallbladder.

"Then sword." Su Naiwen finally chose what suits him.

When I was a child, I was thinking about whether I chose what I liked or what was suitable.

Only when I grew up did I understand ... You don't have a choice.

Some special big knives, he still has some difficulty playing it, ordinary knives? Forget it, it's too ugly.

How come there is no Tang knife, the blade body is slender but does not lose weight, it looks like a sword, but it is still a thief pulling the wind.

Hey, finally, he still became a sword practitioner.

It doesn't matter, who said that if you practice the sword, you can't practice the sword.

When your physical strength is raised, you will play with a big knife, or a Xuantie epee.

A board beats a bunch of people, it's exciting to think about.

"Sword techniques, nothing more than several, strike, stab, frame, wash, you use this sword first." Wen Rong said, picking up a long sword on the weapon shelf on the side.

Well?

Su Naiwen took it, and was stunned in his heart, this is a soft sword, and the sword body will be deformed with a strong swing, this thing is as soft as he was a month ago.

"I'll just leave you with three forms, see clearly."

Wen Rong took a soft sword of the same material, stepped out, Su Naiwen did not react, only heard the sound of the tape measure suddenly retracted, a silver light flashed in front of his eyes, and the sharp sword tip had already fallen on Su Naiwen's eyebrows.

At the same time, a sword sound exploded in Su Naiwen's ears.

After swallowing a deep mouthful of spit, Su Naiwen, who was already frightened into cross-eyed, found that the soft sword body was straight in Wen Rong's hand at this moment.

Moreover, there was no fluctuation in soul power transmission, and upon closer inspection, I found that the sword body trembled slightly.

Looking closely, Su Naiwen was horrified in his heart.

This is a slight shaking, but the sword body is shaking at high speed.

Concussion Sword?

"This is the point! Next move, prick! As

soon as the warm words fell, the sword body was retracted, and then only a buzz was heard, and the tip of the sword fell from the new in front of Su Naiwen's throat.

Oh hey!

My master!

You don't need to use your precious apprentice as a target.

If you are not careful, your apprentice will not have the ability to be born again.

"This is a sweep!"

Su Naiwen only felt a light on his forehead, and his hair was falling.

ヽ( ຶ▮ ຶ)ﾉ!!!

Yes! My bangs!

"Not bad, it's much more pleasing to the eye, what are students doing with such long bangs." Looking at the apprentice who was a little more handsome than before, Wen Rong was very satisfied with his craft.

Su Naiwen complained: "Master, you won't use this as an excuse to miss."

"How come, did you see those three moves clearly just now?" Wen Rong looked calm, and Su Naiwen looked left and right to see no clue.

Believe you.

Su Naiwen looked serious and said solemnly: "Although I didn't see it clearly just now, I already have a deep understanding." "

Oh?" Wen Feng's eyes were slightly bright, could it be that this apprentice of his own really had any talent in kendo and could comprehend the sword technique?

"Let's hear what it is."

"Someone else commits a sword... Stay away when playing with the sword, otherwise you are likely to hurt yourself and have no bangs!

Looking

at Su Naiwen's solemn and solemn face, she suppressed the urge to swing her sword and chop him to death.