Martial Arts Simulator in the Immortal World

Su Qinghua stretched his waist and slowly came out from inside his wooden house.

Until I came to the place where I practiced on weekdays.

The expression on his face was slightly startled, and he obviously did not realize that the place where he was every day on weekdays was actually occupied by someone.

But looking at the time at this time, Su Qinghua was still a little unbelievable.

There will be people in this Overlord Sword Peak who will get up earlier than themselves.

"Whew..."

Jiang Ran let out a breath of white breath from his mouth, and his eyes slowly opened.

He looked at Su Qinghua, who was stunned in front of him.

"What time do you get up every day?"

Su Qinghua frowned and looked at Jiang Ran, as if he was looking for some answer.

"It's probably all about time, sometimes it's late."

"What's wrong, Senior Sister?"

Jiang Ran stood up and asked a little puzzled.

Hearing Jiang Ran's answer, Su Qinghua's face became a little strange, and he turned around without speaking and walked aside.

"It was even earlier than I woke up..."

"Such a cold day..."

Su Qinghua thought in disbelief as she walked.

But soon she decided in her heart that she must get up earlier than Jiang Ran every day in the future.

However, Jiang Ran didn't know what she was thinking, and after Su Qinghua walked aside, Jiang Ran also mentioned the wooden sword used for practice.

A sword, a sword began to chop down.

It's just that the simplest horizontal split, when it was cut down in Jiang Ran's hands, it made the weeds below constantly shake around.

The wind pressure caused by it was felt even by Su Qinghua not far away.

Unconsciously, Su Qinghua began to put down the sword in his hand and looked at Jiang Ran.

Jiang Ran's strength was surprisingly large, much greater than her.

Although her talent may be slightly worse than Jiang Chenyan, she has caught up because of her diligence over the years.

It is also a great consummation of stepping into the realm of refining tendons, which is even higher than Jiang Ran.

There is no distinction between men, women, and children, and warriors is only to judge cultivation.

Su Qinghua knew that he could not do such a powerful slash.

At the same time, I also thought about it, if I let myself get up an hour earlier every day.

In the short days, I may be able to persevere, but every day.

What about every day from childhood to adulthood, can she do it? Su Qinghua himself could not answer this question himself.

From time to time, the words that Su Tianyang told her also appeared in her mind.

Jiang Ran is better than her talent, and she is inferior to Jiang Ran in all aspects.

And Su Tianyang said, let yourself not lock up your heart.

Su Qinghua took a deep breath, the confusion in his eyes swept away, and then walked towards Jiang Ran.

Feeling someone approaching behind him, Jiang Ran also stopped the wooden sword in his hand.

Wiped the beads of sweat that appeared on his forehead with the back of his hand.

"Junior Brother, let's talk."

Su Qinghua looked at Jiang Ran in front of him, and for the first time carefully looked at this boy two years younger than himself.

Simple linen clothes, skin is not dark, but hands are already calloused.

Although his body is thin, he can feel a force looming in it.

Judging from the beads of sweat on his forehead, Su Qinghua knew that every swing of this boy was his whole strength.

"Yes."

Jiang Ran nodded and sat directly next to the tree.

Su Qinghua also doesn't have any lady's temperament, she just is cold and unwilling to communicate with her peers, and she is a little withdrawn.

Sitting next to Jiang Ran, the two were silent for a long time.

"Why do you get up so early every day."

"Every day, it's dark, so everyone should be willing to sleep more."

Su Qinghua's face showed a trace of doubt and looked at Jiang Ran.

For her, there are many curious things, and understanding them one by one will allow her to catch up with some Jiang Ran.

"Get used to it, I have to work harder than others without a father or mother."

"Because I can only rely on myself, strength is the only condition for others in this world to respect you."

"It's also the only key you can change your destiny, it's just one less hour of sleep every day."

"But it can give you one more hour of cultivation than others, and one hour a day and three more days a month."

"A year is thirty-six days, and for others a year is twelve months."

"For me, I want one more spring and one more harvest day than everyone else."

Jiang Ran smiled slightly, getting up was indeed used to him.

In each life, the thirst for power will be what he needs most.

Although Jiang Ran had a lot of time, he still didn't waste time on enjoying it in every life.

Ordinary people think that the time they enjoy is to sleep more every day and be lazy when they can work.

Capable people, they enjoy the time is learning about their own unknowns.

Now Jiang Ran is absorbing things that he has never touched.

How strong Kendo is, he must personally experience and step into each different realm.

"So it is, taught."

"If you have something in the future, you can come to me, this time it is serious."

Su Qinghua slowly revealed a smile, and the frozen snow mountain began to slowly melt.

At this moment, as if he had figured out something, the long-term unchanged ice cube face on Su Qinghua's face instead smiled a little more.

Stood up and patted the weeds on his body, and said to Jiang Ran with a serious face.

Jiang Ran nodded with a smile, and at the same time began to complain about Su Qing's painting in his heart.

It is equivalent to saying that the last time I told myself that I could find her if I had something, it was just a polite way.

"Women, really are difficult to understand."

Jiang Ran shook his head and continued to swing the wooden sword.

。。。。。。

On the third day, it was still Yin, and no one in the entire Bajian Peak still got up earlier than Jiang Ran.

But just when Jiang Ran just sucked his face and sat under the big tree and began to cultivate.

In the wooden house where Su Qing lived, with a 'creak', the wooden door was slowly pushed open.

After seeing that Jiang Ran was already sitting under the big tree, Su Qinghua also immediately sat on the side, and also began to cultivate Xuantian Determination.

Both of them were inexplicably competing, but strictly speaking, it was just Su Qinghua competing with Jiang Ran.

She was able to allow geniuses in the Xuantian Sword Sect to be stronger than herself in other sword peaks.

But in this Overlord Sword Peak, only she is the strongest genius, and she will not allow a person younger than herself to surpass herself.

An hour passed, and Jiang Ran woke up from a state of meditation.

A flash of essence flashed in his eyes, and since yesterday, he had completely comprehended the realm of sword style.

At this moment, the wooden sword in his hand pointed diagonally on the grass.

A strong wind centered on Jiang Ran spread out in all directions.