Young man, please stay

Chapter 28 Senior Sister’s Strength

That day, Qin Lang returned to the house and saw the heroine sitting on the bed with her arms clasped on her knees, a knife buried in her chest, and she felt that this scene was extremely familiar.

Ok…

It may sound a little bad, but Qin Lang quite likes the heroine's appearance.

With tears hanging down her face, she huddled up at the corner of the bed, squeezing the fat bunny in her arms so much that it almost had no place, as if it was about to jump out... Such a beautiful young woman with pear blossoms and rain, Some people may not like it, but Qin Lang likes it.

So Qin Lang didn't trick her at the first time, but admired it for a while with a "kind" look on his face.

It wasn't until Su Yinping couldn't help it anymore and gave Qin Lang a sideways look that Qin Lang finally seemed to have received the signal "Come and coax me", he cheerfully stretched out his hand and puckered her lips. He pinched his lips.

"It just so happens that there is no place to hang the lamp oil pot at home, so I will hang it here from now on."

"(︿)"

Why? The princess didn't give him any trouble. She pursed her delicate red lips and muttered another curse:
  "fraud…"

"Harm, Princess Mingjian, why did I lie to you?"

"You pretended to say that the Wandering Dragon Sword was so difficult, but your sword technique was so simple, but the result... the result was simply..."

When Su Yinping said this, when he heard Qin Lang didn't say anything, he glanced at him quietly. It turned out that Qin Lang's expression was half solemn and half dull. He seemed to be dissatisfied with Su Yinping's reason for accusing him of being a liar. , I’m really a little confused.

"Silver bottle..."

"!"

He...what did he call her...?
  The princess's heart skipped a beat. To exaggerate, the hot temperature at the moment when her cheeks passed by almost evaporated the tears.

And then...then the princess's originally limp body became tense because someone sat on the edge of the bed.

"Qin...Qin Lang, Jin'er...will be back soon...don't stay here..."

"?"

What a mess.

Qin Lang is very serious now because he really feels confused in his heart.

"Silver Ping, seriously."

Qin Lang looked at Su Yinping's watery eyes and asked in a serious tone and softly:
  "Do you really think that the "Sword Technique Armor" I just played is more difficult than your "Wandering Dragon Sword"?"

"Is not it…"

Su Yinping recalled the way he had cut the fog with his sword:
  "Your sword skills can even cut through mist, but the Wandering Dragon Sword can't do it... Unless your own strength, including internal strength, has reached a very high level, like the legendary Grand Master, who can cut out sword energy with one sword, A sword thrust out a sword intent or something...do you have it?"

"No."

When Qin Lang heard the word "internal strength", he shook his head directly, and then tentatively asked Su Yinping a question:
  "Princess, when you first started practicing swordsmanship...how did you practice?"

"How else can I practice... I start by practicing the most basic movements with a wooden sword, chopping and slashing, drawing and sheathing the sword. After I have mastered the practice, I can chop down wooden figures, scarecrows, etc., and then I can practice with my sparring partner. …”

"..."

Qin Lang probably knew it well.

It turns out that starting from the most basic martial arts exercises, the teaching method of the senior sisters on Tianshan Mountain seems to be different from that of the Jianghu at the foot of the mountain.

For example, when it comes to sword training, Qin Lang still remembers that when he was eight years old, his senior sister gave Qin Lang a sharp nine-ring single sword and took him to a hot spring.

……

"There is no time limit. Whenever I cut off the mist in this hot spring, I will officially teach you the sword skills."

"Senior sister, this is...impossible, right?"

"How is it impossible? This is the basis, very simple~"

"Sister, please come out of the hot spring first."

"No~ Senior sister, take a bath first, and wait until Lang'er cuts off the mist. Senior sister has been looked down upon by you. If you feel shy, won't she come out to teach you?"

……

Therefore, when looking at the basics, when Qin Lang was learning swordsmanship, the most basic thing was to cut the fog with a sword!

And when Qin Lang really accomplished this and learned "Sword Technique Armor" from his senior sister, it was really very simple to draw the sword to cut the fog in the starting position.

After twenty years of living in Tianshan, Qin Lang had always thought that everyone in the world practiced swordsmanship like this.

But apparently, that's not the case.

… ˆ ˆ “Yin Ping, I think that’s what happened.”

It's definitely not enough for Qin Lang to figure it out on his own, and he has to explain it to Su Yinping:
  "It is said that those in authority are confused, and those who watch are confused. In fact, when it comes to martial arts training, it is the other way around. Those in authority are confused, and those watching are confused. I think "The Dragon Sword" is really changeable, and I feel that I can't grasp the mystery. But "Swordsman" at least I have been practicing since I was a child, and I may have gradually lost the ability to perceive its true difficulty..."

"..."

"...So, I didn't mean to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger on purpose, and laugh at you. Yin Ping, if you think "Sword Art Armor" is too difficult, I won't teach you. Martial arts may be suitable for your talents. It’s the best.”

"Is what you said true…"

"It's true."

Although at this time, 20% of Su Yinping's mind had already been lost in someone's "Yin Ping", but the other 80% was enough to think clearly about this matter.

In fact, even if Qin Lang really meant to laugh at her, she, a majestic heroine, would only be awkward for a while and would not really take it to heart.

But now Qin Lang has said this, and Su Yinping also expresses his understanding.

"Qin Lang, let me ask you another question."

"Well, you said."

Qin Lang bent his index finger and gently wiped Su Yinping's tears. It was hard to imagine that the princess' skin was so smooth and smooth, and her tears could still be shed.

"Just...what is your approximate strength level?"

To be honest, Qin Lang probably knows Su Yinping's strength and weakness since the two met each other, but Su Yinping still doesn't know Qin Lang's level.

Qin Lang's answer made Su Yinping feel that he had said nothing.

"I'm neither strong nor weak."

"Humph...if you don't want to say it, forget it..."

"No, it's just that except for my senior sister, I have almost never fought against anyone else, so..."

"Okay, let me guess it myself."

Su Yinping thought for a while and said:
  "Xue Gui, as the head of one of the twelve sects, should have the strength of a martial artist, but let alone the fact that he was killed by you because he was old and weak, the seventh brother should be very close to the level of a martial artist. You can kill him." Losing him shows that you are at least a martial artist!"

A martial artist, a martial artist, a master, a great master.

If Qin Lang is in the realm of a martial artist, it means that he can be on an equal footing with the twelve sects of the martial arts world, and he is already considered a master.

But Qin Lang just smiled bitterly, saying that he had no real feelings.

"Maybe it's because I haven't been in the world and I've fought against too few people. To be honest, my concept of strength is still the same as when I was with my senior sister."

"What does that look like?"

Qin Lang said solemnly and straightforwardly:

"Anyone who can fight with my senior sister is a master, otherwise he is a low hand."

"What's your senior sister's level? Is she a grandmaster?"

"I don't know, but there should be."

……

Qin Lang has always felt that his senior sister was a little better than him when he competed with him since he was a child.

I was a little stronger when I was a child, but I am still a little stronger when I grow up.

This can only show that the senior sister's strength is unfathomable. Qin Lang doesn't know when he will be able to truly find out its depth. Anyway, by that day, he will definitely be a real master.

……

"Before you become a master like my senior sister, even if you kill another hundred seventh brothers, I think it won't mean anything. At least that's what I think now."

Qin Lang said honestly, but Su Yinping always felt that his words sounded a bit inexplicably mad.

Are all the senior sisters just ants?
  It feels like in Qin Lang's heart, his senior sister is the best in the world, and he is like one person below ten thousand people...

Well…

From this point of view, in fact, I can be considered as "one person below ten thousand people" in name, and it seems... that I am quite a match for him...

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(End of this chapter)