I'm not an old sword

"Next, I will adjust it for you during the battle."

Souji Okita's next offensive was not as fierce as the previous life-and-death fight.

Instead, he slowed down a bit, and while attacking, calmly pointed out his mistakes, and taught him with words how to shoot that sword, whether there was any problem with that sword and walking.

Occasionally, they would attack him at a sudden speed.

Under the patient training of the director general, Lin Qingsu only felt that his sword swing became smoother and smoother, and the speed of physical energy consumption was gradually slowing down. The tricky attacks that the director general would have made him panic and even blanked his mind gradually became more and more difficult for the opponent. At the moment of the attack, one or even several ways to resist appeared in his mind.

It seems to have forgotten everything.

The teachings of Souji Okita echoed in his mind, and he kept waving his sword.

'Dang', 'Dang' and 'Dang', the sound of gold and iron clashing, can be heard endlessly in the luxurious arena.

Suddenly, Souji Okita withdrew his sword and changed his speed.

The sword in his hand slanted upwards, turning into a ray of cold moonlight and slashing straight at his face.

Lin Qingsu is very familiar with this trick.

It was the attack that the Chief had used several times to kill him.

The tricky angle, and the almost defenseless attack that he swung while blocking the last attack before he could stop, made his mind go blank several times in the past, and he was revived when he recovered.

But this time Lin Qingsu found that she was extraordinarily calm.

No thoughts, no thoughts, no thoughts, looking at the sword, before he had any thoughts in his mind, his hands were already moving.

'Dang! '

Soji's sword was disassembled by Gao Gao.

Lin Qingsu took advantage of the situation and swung the sword again, turned the attack, and the sword pointed towards the snow-white neck of the Chief Secretary.

The chief commander immediately retreated in a strange posture and retracted the knife to block the attack, but his body was unstable and took a few steps back.

Lin Qingsu didn't take advantage of the situation to attack, but stopped.

Reminiscing about the state just now.

That kind of mysterious and mysterious, as if the so-called "no self, no thoughts, no thoughts", there is only one thought in my mind, and that is to swing the sword and keep swinging the sword.

fantastic.

Director Okita looked at Lin Qingsu with a smile on his face, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead, panting slightly.

"Let's get here first today."

When Lin Qingsu came back to his senses, Chief Director Okita exclaimed: "Mr. Lin, your talent for swordsmanship is really high. I was beaten for a long time before I got used to it."

As he said that, Mr. Okita pouted his mouth and muttered in a low voice again, listening carefully, he was complaining about the devil teacher, perverted senior brother and the like.

"It's mainly because of other people's memories."

Although he has the combat experience of the old sword, he is not really the old sword because he just got the memory.

In the past, relying on the "intuition" that almost predicted the future in battle and the strong physical fitness, this shortcoming has not yet been reflected.

In the battle with the chief executive, it was completely revealed.

He has the memory of the battle experience of the old sword, but he can't perfectly reflect them, just like a medical student who memorized all the knowledge points is far inferior to a doctor whose memory is far inferior to theirs when he interviews patients , will be in a hurry, and the mind will go blank.

And with the continuous fighting, that part of the old sword's experience gradually integrated into his body, becoming his own instinct.

The teaching of the chief executive not only accelerated the process, but also led him to a stronger path of swordsmanship.

Of course, there is still a long way to go.

"Thank you teacher for teaching."

"It's okay, the main reason is that you are also very good."

After recovering for a while, Lin Qingsu felt dizzy for a while.

"Then we'll see you next time?"

Souji Okita shook his head and made a negative 'hmm' sound.

"You can't rest yet."

Looking at Lin Qingsu's puzzled eyes, the director general smiled kindly.

"Mr. Lin, what is your daily training?"

"..."

"No way!" The chief raised his fingers in a tone I knew well: "It's decided, from today onwards, apprentice, you have to practice Suzhen every day!"

As he said that, the chief executive seemed to think of something to be happy about, and clapped his hands happily.

"With your talent as an apprentice, the last task today is to practice until you have a perfect Suzhen!"

"Perfect Suzhen?"

Although she didn't know what Su Zhen was, Lin Qingsu suddenly had an ominous premonition when she saw the general manager's little devil's smile.

......

I don't know what birds are chirping in the forest.

After the rain, the sun shone brightly into the room, shining on the eyes of the person on the bed.

Lin Qingsu opened her eyes.

I couldn't tell the difference between mental and physical exhaustion.

But looking at the sunshine outside the window.

Lin Qingsu still sighed, got up, put on her clothes, washed up briefly, and left the room.

There are already many white-haired maids walking around with magic dogs in the corridor.

A magic dog was kidnapped from a maid, and Lin Qingsu took it to run around the house of Linglong Pavilion to warm up.

The house in Linglong Pavilion is very big, and it doesn't count how big Lin Qingsu is, but it must be much bigger than the 400-meter runway in the playground.

After running five laps, Lin Qingsu let go of the excited and trembling magic dog until he was covered in sweat, and took out the sword he bought the day before yesterday.

After he came back from the simulator, he always had the feeling of 'there is always someone trying to harm me'.

So I bought a sword on purpose.

Kaifeng's sword is forbidden to be carried on many occasions, but as a magician, Lin Qingsu has many ways to carry it with him.

"Do it until you are tired."

In my mind, I recall the scene where Souji Okita taught him last night

Lin Qingsu suddenly felt a little sore in her arm.

He is extraordinarily talented - yesterday, after watching Mr. Okita doing the basic Suzhen, he swung it twice and made the perfect Suzhen that she said other apprentices couldn't do for half a month.

Then Okita Souji quit.

Unable to hinder the poor master, Lin Qingsu prepared a lot of Jinpingtang for her, and then kept doing Suzhen to find the texture.

"Do more perfect vibrations to develop muscle memory, otherwise, if you return to reality and make mistakes, it will be harmful to your body."

It's an excuse, she just wants to eat more Kopeito.

In the end, Lin Qingsu didn't know how many times she dragged that body to do it before Su Zhen bid farewell to the chief executive who had eaten the candy.

"do it."

Facing the tree, ending the painful memories, Lin Qingsu kept swinging the sword to do Suzhen.

In fact, it is probably a top-down sword.

People often say that they can do thousands or tens of thousands of simple vibrations casually, but the perfect simple vibrations are very careful about the wrist, force and direction, just like push-ups, you can do it casually and with perfect posture Consumption varies wildly, and so does this.

Every time he swung the sword, there was a sound of piercing through the air. He tried his best, but when he reached the parallel height, he suddenly retracted his strength and wrist.

Soon, Lin Qingsu felt that her arm was painful and swollen, and the sweat that had finally stopped began to flow down again.

This body is still too weak, not even as good as the chief.

Thinking of this, the girl's smiling face appeared in Lin Qingsu's mind, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath to calm down her somewhat disordered breathing, opened her eyes again, let her mind go, and kept swinging her sword.

I don't know how long it took, but Lin Qingsu put down the sword completely when her arm was so sore that she couldn't lift the sword.

"Mr. Lin, breakfast is ready. My wife hopes to have breakfast with you."

Lin Qingsu turned her head, and three maids were standing beside him at some point.

One has empty hands, one is holding a basin, and the other is holding a towel.

He actively took the sword from his hand, then lowered his head slightly, and handed him a towel soaked in hot water and wrung out.

"Thank you."

Once again, I lamented the corrupt capital life in my heart.

Lin Qingsu suddenly felt someone staring at him, and looked up.

A slender figure was disappearing at a certain window on the second floor, leaving only a strand of long black hair floating in the air.

"Come with me," the maid said softly.

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Because the plot of Linglong Pavilion is quite problematic, I changed it a little bit.

The second half of Chapter 49 and many subsequent chapters have been adjusted to minimize some problems that do not affect the new plot.

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The Holy Grail and Tokyo: Chapter 50 Chapter 49 Linglong Pavilion: I Like You

After waking up, the maid who heard the movement in the house came in, drew the curtains, opened the windows, and prepared clothes.

The birdsong outside the window is very familiar, but I haven't heard it for a long time.

"Good morning, miss."

Linglong Pavilion Meisha let out a sigh of relief, and let the maid change her clothes.

"A guest came last night. Madam said that she would have breakfast with him. Let me tell you to make preparations in a while."

"guest?"

Meisha Ye of Linglong Hall became a little more energetic, and glanced lazily out of the window.

The rain last night was very transparent, and the sun was just right.

Some were curious about the identity of the person who stayed overnight last night. Since the death of his father, no outsiders have stayed in this bungalow.

"female?"

"The man is a man who is on the same side as you, Miss, and is a student of the clock tower."

Mei Shaye's blood-red eyes narrowed slightly.

Clock Tower, and a big male on her side.

After thinking about it for a long time, Mei Shaye couldn't think of who it was. Any man who met the above conditions and could catch the mother's eyes was either a mess with poor ability or a brain problem.

"who is it?"

"It's called Lin Qingsu."

"he?"

Mei Shaye's expression immediately became extremely strange.

She still remembered the man who 'molested' her in public two days ago, and not only that, he was known as the most useless magic apprentice in the history of Clock Tower—worse than Weber back then.

"Yes."

"trouble."