Fantasy System

In fact, in all fairness, in the cognition of Mu Fan just starting to cross, Ping Jingjing is a teacher who only uses violence to educate students.

In the gradual understanding, Mu Fan found that he really misunderstood.

As a student of Pingyao class, she has always been protected by Ping Anjing. She is not only a responsible teacher, but also a responsible sister to them.

It can be said that Ping Jing Jing will not reveal himself, although strict, but over time, you will find that she is a very charismatic woman.

Of course, except for the occasional iron fist sanctions is a bit scary.

At the Academy Festival, Mu Fan has been full of curiosity since he heard that Ping Yijing wants to perform a show. Today, he is just peaceful and quiet, and he can't help but ask.

Ping Yujing’s tone paused and smiled bitterly: “Actually, I didn’t think about what to do, maybe it’s not going to be performed tomorrow.”

Not performing?

The bitter smile on Ping Jing’s face made Mu Fan’s look awkward. In fact, in his view, Ping Jingjing is a very strong girl, and she can quickly cheer up no matter what difficulties she encounters.

When she first showed this expression, she was sick in Lixiang.

The second time this expression is revealed, it is now.

Mu Fan can be sure that if it is not something that she is difficult to solve, Ping Jingjing will never have such an expression.

After a moment of silence, Mu Fan asked: "Is it difficult to become a teacher? I haven’t thought about what to do when I announced the show in the class last time?"

Ping Hao nodded quietly and turned his head. If he thought thoughtfully: "I was prepared to find a program suitable for my performance in these days, but I have not found it, so I can only put this thing down. Perhaps the students will be disappointed on the day of the school festival."

Mu Fan stunned, and now he found out that he really knew too little about Ping Wei. He didn't know what it would be.

Therefore, I don’t know where to help her from the show.

But today, he is also very helpful. If it is not calm, he can't solve the problem of Asuna and Kasumi's poetry, so Mufan decided to find a program that can be performed at the school festival from the roots.

After thinking about it, Mu Fan asked: "Ping Jing Jing teacher, what do you usually like?"

"Drinking, driving a ride!" Ping Yujing replied without thinking.

Mu Fan rolled his eyes, and it is impossible to drive a circle of performances at the school festival.

He can only ask again with unwillingness: "What else?"

Ping Yujing silently paused and waved his fist twice. He said: "I usually go to the Kendo Department to practice swords!"

"The Kendo Department?"

Mu Fan is speechless. He should have guessed what Ping Ping Jing will perform. After all, the iron fist of the Ping Yu Jing will be from the fighting class.

Reasonable, Ping Yijing, can you not be a woman?

For example, come to a secret technique and what to do.

Fighting at any time, no wonder that you have been single for 30 years!

However, no matter what, the kendo is a talent, if you are acting as a show with the Kendo Department, at least you will not let Ping Yujing eat his words.

Mu Fan, who decided to start with Kendo, smiled slightly: "That teacher, do we want to learn about swordsmanship?"

"Oh?"

Ping Jingjing raised his eyebrows and was about to speak, but he accidentally saw Mufan’s naked upper body looked at him, and shook his head helplessly: “Still, it’s impossible for you to play like this. mine."

"Not always."

Mu Fan took a picture of his chest and smiled confidently: "Ping Jing Jing teacher, don't forget, your iron fist sanctions will not hit me!"

"Can't hit you?"

As soon as I heard that Mufan said this, Pingyi quietly snorted and stood up from the hot springs.

Her white feet stepped out of the hot springs and stepped on the stones. As the beauty bathed, the white body appeared in the eyes of Mufan.

Because it has just been soaked in hot springs, the wet bath towel fits tightly to the perfect body, and the slender thighs are covered with a layer of round water droplets. Under the illumination of the light, the tremor is shimmering with sparkling luster.

At this time, Ping Weijing gently swayed the long hair, the water droplets between the hairs fell on the ground with her movements, and the heroic and refreshing movements gave people a different kind of handsome temperament.

At this moment, even Mu Fan could not help but look at it.

"follow me!"

Until the sound of peace and quiet came, Mu Fan returned to God, and also walked out from the hot springs, closed the door behind the calm and quiet, and bid farewell to the excitement of men and women mixed bath.

It didn't take long for Mu Fan to change his clothes in peace and peace. Ping Yujing brought Mu Fan to a wide room on the upper floor of the hotel.

Ping Weijing took out the vip card and brushed it, and the door of the room opened automatically.

When the two entered, Mu Fan discovered that it was a hidden room for practicing kendo. Just like the kendo department of the college, the wooden swords were stored inside. After all, the real sword was ruthless and accidentally injured others.

Almost all kendo practice sites use wooden swords.

Ping Yujing took out a protective head from the closet and handed it to Mufan. It was similar to the hood, which also prevented the injury during the swordsmanship competition.

I haven't waited for Mufan to prepare, Ping Jingjing has put on protective clothing, and took out two wooden swords from the corner, one of which was thrown to Mufan: "How, you just didn't say that you want to learn from me. What about swordsmanship, now compare?"

"can."

Mu Fan nodded, he just wanted to arouse Ping Anjing's interest, let her try to perform on the school festival, immediately put on protective clothing, one hand holding the wooden sword thrown by Ping Weijing.

At the moment of holding the wooden sword, Mu Fan suddenly felt a very familiar feeling in the depths of memory. It seemed that he could skillfully wave his sword when he held this sword-shaped weapon. The wonderful mood of the law.

"The Hatsune, what is going on?"

Mu Fan could not help but be surprised, asked the first sound.

The laughter of Hatsune came: "Brother, actually the swordsman you practiced in the game has been clearly remembered in your mind. Your body is different from other people. Even others practice the sword in the game. The realistic physical reaction ability, still can not keep up with the mental reaction in the brain, and the swordsman you practice in the game, not only the brain, but also the real body is not bad, once the sword is in reality, A little bit of fusion memory, let the reality make the sword in the game."

Mu Fan suddenly stunned: "So, you will not let me advance to the hidden profession, let me practice the sword in the game, will there be self-protection ability in reality?"

"Yep."

The Hatsune nodded and nodded. When it came to this, she was afraid of misunderstanding and added: "Of course, it is just a skill to combine swords, such as the arrogant 40-meter sword."

"I see."

Mu Fan smiled slightly, he naturally would not be in the second to think that he can use the magical forty meters long sword.

But, let's say that to deal with peace and quiet, as long as the sword skills in the game, it should be enough!

Thinking of this, Mu Fan’s heart sinks slightly, holding a wooden sword in one hand, and looking at the calm eyes, he becomes very fierce and laughs:

"Come on, teacher Ping Pingjing, let me see your strength!"

Looking at the confident and full-fledged Mu Fan, the flat and frowning brows.

Although from the aspect of the aspect, the action that Mu Fan put out is evaluated by the Japanese kendo, full of flaws.

However, she always felt that the way of holding a sword like Mufan could not be handled as easily.

Thinking of this, Pingqian’s hands clasped the hilt tightly, and his eyes became dignified. He took a deep breath and stepped toward Mufan step by step. He was about to approach Mufan. Her speed suddenly increased, and the sharp edge of the wooden sword spurred the body of Mufan.

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