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"The job with an hourly salary of [-] yuan is here!"

The corners of Ning Chuan's mouth turned up slightly, unable to restrain the joy in his heart.

His cultivation speed is about to skyrocket, and the outline of the top ten universities in the Federation seems to be clearly visible.

"correct."

Ning Chuan was thinking about which famous university he should apply for. Lu Mengyue walked to the weapon rack by the wall, picked up an unsharp long and narrow saber, pointed it at Ning Chuan, and said, "There is one more thing I almost forgot to say. , you want to be my sparring partner part-time, we will fight with Lightning Slash!"

Lu Mengyue pointed out that this kind of actual combat can deepen her understanding of Shan Lei Zhan.

"Battle?!"

Ning Chuan twitched the corners of his mouth, he had no intention of being brave in front of the beautiful woman, and said directly: "I am only awakened to the fourth stage."

It's not that he's cowardly.

Awakened to the peak of the ninth stage, there is no need to fight at all.

It's useless for his lightning strike to reach perfection.

The gap is too great to make up!

Lu Mengyue dropped ten meetings with all her strength, and she couldn't stop it at all.

"I'm sorry I didn't make it clear. I will suppress my strength. My body's speed and strength will remain at the same level as yours." Lu Mengyue pursed her red lips slightly when she saw this, and smiled embarrassedly. She thought about it and asked: "Do you cultivate?" What kind of breathing method do you use?"

"D-rank bullshit."

Ning Chuan shrugged and answered truthfully.

He knew why Lu Mengyue asked him about his breathing method.

Different breathing methods, in addition to the characteristics of their respective tendencies, are also different in the degree of tempering the body.

To put it simply, the stronger the breathing method, the stronger the tempering effect on the body.

There is a certain gap in strength, speed, endurance and even the five senses.

However, the powerful breathing method is also a double-edged sword, and more energy will be consumed in the process.

Without enough resources to support it, it is not as good as the ordinary breathing method.

Because of this, when choosing martial arts, Ning Chuan did not choose a B-level breathing method.

It doesn't make much sense.

Nowadays, the food he eats can't keep up, and practicing high-level breathing techniques will do more harm than good, and will delay the improvement of strength.

"Then start now!"

Lu Mengyue took a deep breath, calmed down, and the expression on her pretty face became solemn.

She raised the saber, and at the same time as thunder burst out from her body, she swung the saber out.

In order for Ning Chuan to clearly capture her movements, Lu Mengyue only used a small amount of strength.

"Your wrist is at the wrong angle, it's raised too high. This way of exerting force, the power of the saber will certainly be enhanced, but Lightning Slash is a purely fast sword technique, and speed is the root."

Ning Chuan pondered for a while, trying to find out what Lu Mengyue was wrong about.

"I will try again!"

Lu Mengyue swung his knife again.

"No, the movement is too deliberate. There is no fixed move for Flash Thunder Slash. The core lies in the same force of multiple muscles in the whole body!"

"how about this?"

……

Under Ning Chuan's guidance, Lu Mengyue kept practicing.

Before I knew it, an hour passed.

"Guide comes here first."

Lu Mengyue took the towel handed by the waiter at the side, wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, and said, "Next, let's fight each other with Lightning Slash."

"it is good!"

With a sharp answer, Ning Chuan put down the silver-blooded saber, walked straight to the weapon rack, and pulled out an unsharpened saber for training.

Perhaps after beheading Thunderbird in the morning, his mentality changed, and he wasn't afraid to fight with others.

The two came to the center of the field and confronted each other.

"start!"

Lu Mengyue let out a low cry, kicked the sole of her foot hard on the ground, and stepped on the thick leather pad deeply, and within two or three steps, she was forced in front of Ning Chuan.

"boom!"

A thunderous sound erupted from the body, and Lu Mengyue slashed out with a knife, the air was cut cleanly and turned into a sharp whistling.

Ning Chuan's eyes froze, he gripped the handle of the knife tightly, and performed the same lightning strike.

"Hey!"

The saber quickly pierced through the air, slashing from top to bottom, hitting the saber that Lu Mengyue swung horizontally.

His Lightning Slash is three realms higher than Lu Mengyue's. In a head-to-head match, he can take advantage of Lu Mengyue's power control!

boom!

The two swords collided, sparks splashed out, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was deafening.

However, to Ning Chuan's surprise, the right hand holding the handle of the knife did not feel the powerful shock force.

"This is a false move!"

Ning Chuan's heart shuddered.

I saw that the saber in Lu Mengyue's hand tilted to the inside under the rotation of her wrist. While removing the power of Ning Chuan's vertical slash, it was also cutting towards Ning Chuan's throat!

The mirror-smooth blade swept across the sky, clearly reflecting Ning Chuan's black eyes.

A little flustered, but did not lose her composure.

"Lightning Slash!"

Ning Chuan tried his best to withdraw his saber and defend. With his subtle state, his speed was astonishingly fast. The blade dragged a silver afterimage in the air, blocking Lu Mengyue's slash in time.

clang!

Sparks splashed all over the place, Ning Chuan's body flickered, and he staggered back after being shaken.

Lu Mengyue stopped and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

The purpose of the battle between the two is to hone Lightning Slash, it has nothing to do with winning or losing.

After a while, Ning Chuan stomped down with one step, stepped on the soft cushion under his feet, and stabilized his figure.

He raised his eyes and stared at Lu Mengyue with a faint puzzled expression.

The same as Shan Lei Zhan, when he has a large advantage in the realm, why is he at a disadvantage? There is always a feeling of fist hitting cotton.

After thinking for a moment, Ning Chuan's eyes flashed and he realized something.

His actual combat level is not enough.

Whether it is him or the original body, they are not very familiar with fighting, at most they can be said to have just touched some doors.

Killing Thunderbird before was more of a pure crushing in terms of strength.

Compared with a person like Lu Mengyue who has experienced many battles, he is not in the same order of magnitude.

However, this is not a problem.

"The essence of actual combat is technique. As long as you practice hard, you will naturally be able to master it. You will know how to make a reasonable move, when to attack, when to defend, and when to dodge!"

Ning Chuan murmured to himself, and a gleam of determination appeared in his eyes.

The next moment, his figure swept out, swift as the wind, and a new round of confrontation began.

Lu Mengyue used him to practice Shan Lei Zhan.

He can also improve his actual combat level in battle.

Sparring is also mutual.

bang bang bang...

The two fought quickly, the swords collided constantly, and the sparks burst out like festive fireworks, blooming everywhere.

After nearly half an hour, the fighting ceased.

The one who called the stop was Ning Chuan.

It's not that he doesn't want to continue playing, the salary is calculated by the hour, he wishes to play for a while longer.

But strength does not allow it.

In this kind of high-intensity battle, his physical strength was so intense that he couldn't bear it any longer, so he could only stand firm with a knife.

"This kind of duel training works very well. I can already feel that the bottleneck is loosening. After that, we will practice duel once every day until I break through to the level of proficiency." Lu Mengyue showed a satisfied smile and said: "You If it’s okay, we’ll make a deal.”

Lu Mengyue is at the pinnacle of the ninth stage of awakening, so this kind of sparring is naturally not a problem.

Ning Chuan leaned on the knife and barely stood still. He was too tired to speak, so he just nodded in agreement.

Lu Mengyue glanced at the wall clock on the wall and said, "It's almost two hours, but your level is higher than I imagined, so let's count it as two hours."

"Thank you!" Ning Chuan murmured, "Can you end the day?"

The funds in his hands can hardly support his daily practice.

"You're welcome. I originally planned to settle the settlement every day. After all, I don't know when I will break through."

Lu Mengyue smiled, turned her pretty face halfway, looked at the middle-aged man waiting at the side, and said, "Uncle Yang, please go and get six thousand cash."

"Okay, miss!"

The middle-aged man walked away quickly.

Chapter 8