I have many teachers

Chapter 100 Young minds are like dreams (thanks to Bailifeng Wanshou)
In Shaolin Temple.

Wu Changqing stroked his beard and looked at Wang Anfeng, who was immersed in his practice, let out a light sigh, and said:
"Feng'er, why has his practice become harder and harder these days?"

"However, that's okay. In this way, within a few days, you will definitely break through to the ninth rank."

Seeming to have thought of something, he nodded in relief and said that a child can be taught.

Over there, the wooden sword in Wang Anfeng's palm whistled lightly, and nine sword shadows pierced out together, making an extremely sharp sound of piercing through the air. The energy was entangled and continuous, and it was still a few inches away from the blade, but it was a pity that the energy was not enough. , It dissipated by itself in an instant, and if the strength was more solidified by three points, it almost had the demeanor of a sword.

The young man exhaled, feeling much relieved in his heart.

Xue Qinshuang actually rejected him.

But he went back home blankly, only then did he realize what the girl meant.

The love between children should be after pushing the masters of this world.

The condition for consideration is to beat her.

There is no solution at all.

Several days have passed since that day, Baili Feng and Master Ni often brought some ingredients to eat, talking and laughing shamelessly, but Xue Qinshuang obviously distanced himself from Wang Anfeng.

If you meet him in normal times, you will greet him as usual, with a calm face, but you will never talk and laugh for a long time like in the past, let alone take the initiative to find him.

If it is rejected, then it is rejected.

Just like the young girl's boxing technique, it was crisp and neat, although it was as close as it could go, it didn't leave him any room to turn it around.

"Ugh……"

The boy clasped the wooden sword upside down with his right hand, sighed, and the hem of his clothes fluttered slightly.

Bento is a sweet dream...

The eyes are slightly closed, the distracting thoughts are pushed away, and the breathing gradually returns to peace.

But seeing the girl under the moon again, and that pair of radiant brown pupils, the calm state of mind was disturbed again, and it was rare to be quiet.

Above the isolated peak, the sharp sound of the sword's edge breaking through the air suddenly rose, and it became more and more intense.

Standing on the eaves corner of the main hall, the green-clothed scribe looked down at the young man who was almost devoting himself to swordsmanship in order to forget his distracting thoughts. With a light gasp, he threw his original thoughts down Shaoshi Mountain.

"It looks... so, it's okay."

The voice paused slightly, looking at the increasingly proficient swordsmanship, he nodded again and said:

"No, it's very good, very good."

Wu Changqing, holding a stick, stepped behind Mr. Ying, frowned and said:
"Sir, do you know... what's wrong with Feng'er? He suddenly became obsessed with martial arts?"

The scribe raised the corner of his mouth, looked at the young man below, and said:

"what happened?"

"Oh... poisoned."

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Time passed.

The girl's pseudonym, Young Master Xue Shuang, gradually became popular in Fufeng Academy.

The place of birth is elegant, and the martial arts are high. Once in a class, he confronted a female teacher of the Mohist school. He just used the moves to touch the husband's wrist to make the sword fall. Although his martial arts are high, he does not cause trouble for fame and does not like to fight. , Only in the face of masters and gentlemen, did he have the thought of discussing martial arts.

It's a pity that the nature seems to be cold, although he is a student, he doesn't live in the school palace, no matter young or young, they keep a distance, they can talk and laugh, but they are not close, they just nod to each other, like a pure white sword lotus, they can only be seen from a distance , even a little closer, it is absolutely impossible.

But I don't know if it's because of this, more female students are obsessed with it.

According to legend, after the female husband was defeated that day, she didn't think about food and drink, and suffered from lovesickness. She painted a portrait of Mr. Xue Shuang, and got three parts of his charm, which was passed down in the boudoir.

In Fufeng Academy.

A moon-white figure walked forward slowly, but suddenly disappeared at an intersection.

A few coquettish shouts came from nowhere, and several beautiful young girls rushed out from behind, chasing after the figure disappeared, looking around, but in the end they couldn't do it, and there was a look of frustration on their faces. After that, sigh and leave.

But at this moment, that figure just turned out from a blind spot, dressed in a moon-white gown, with clear eyebrows, it was Xue Qinshuang, until now, just now, he slowly exhaled the breath he had just suppressed, caressed his chest, and his fair forehead There is sweat.

She had never stayed in a place like a school before.

Unexpectedly, these delicate girls are sometimes more powerful than fighters with fists and feet.

Cautiously raised his eyes and looked around to confirm that there was no one there, and then he really let go of his heart, feeling a little fortunate.

Fortunately, because of that incident, I noticed that the people around me are getting older and have reached the age of first love, so I should keep the distance in time, otherwise I am afraid it will be more serious...

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but think of the boy with ordinary background, and the clumsy question that day.

She had shown off in men's clothes since she was a child. She saw Wang Anfeng in Wangxian County that day, and watched him eat and drink tea. She unconsciously used too much force. She knew that the time of martial arts training must not be long, but she already had that kind of cultivation. She thought she was talented, but See you again after just a few days, and you have grown again. In the boxing force, you already have the demeanor of a three-pointed master of Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, and you are overjoyed in your heart.

This must be a good opponent in the future!

Good opponents, good opponents, should treat each other with sincerity, so they returned to dressing up as women, and presented them with daggers to show that they are friends with weapons and friends with swords.

But he didn't want to cause such trouble.

Thinking of the boy with black hair flowing with radiance and those clear pupils that day, the girl only felt a headache.

Is it not good to simply make friends with martial arts?

Feeling depressed for a while, I suddenly remembered that today is Zhao Zheng's [-]th birthday, and there is nothing left or right, why don't you go out to relax, and then look at the kung fu that is highly praised by his uncle, who is called a master, and practiced at the peak of the magic kung fu What does the body look like.

Slightly nodding his head, he just took a step, but thought about whether Wang Anfeng would also go, so he paused slightly.

Zhao Zheng and Wang Anfeng couldn't get along no matter what, and based on what she knew about Wang Anfeng, he would never be interested in other warriors, but at this moment, for some reason, he hesitated.

What if we go?
The legendary stalker.

It's embarrassing to meet now...

While hesitating, the girl suddenly felt a chill in her heart, her body was slightly stiff, she turned her head slowly, and saw five or six girls who should have left standing at the alley on the other side. There, the eyes flashed, and there was a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth that made her back feel cold. She just looked at herself quietly, her scalp numb.

So those clear girls' eyes reflected the stiff smile of 'Mr. Xue Shuang', and the appearance of performing lightness kung fu in a rather embarrassing manner. She was dressed in a moon-white gown, like a fairy coming to the mortal world, and stepped forward again and again, directly jumping out of the Fufeng Academy.

go with!
These school girls are much more dangerous than Wang Anfeng...

It is simply the difference between a hungry tiger and a milk cat.

If, if he dares to entangle, I will let him know what will happen after he makes an inch of it!

The girl gritted her teeth and made a vicious expression for herself.

Friends don't have to do either.

Landing outside the academy, hearing the tender voices of those young girls, I felt a chill in my heart, and stepped up, heading towards the Zhao residence.

At the same time, someone knocked heavily on Wang Anfeng's cabin.

The military boy carrying the Mo Dao shouted at the top of his voice:

"An Feng!"

"Let's go, let's have a big meal!"

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