Shi Neng Wu Wang

Yu Xingxing and Jiang Boli practiced swords for a while, and they packed up and went to eat.

When they came out of the shower, they saw Team Shen Hongyu approaching.

"Have you finished eating or haven't you eaten?" Jiang Boli asked loudly.

"We don't need to eat, practice makes me happy, and practice makes me forget my hunger!" Xu Xiu also replied loudly.

"Ascetic monk, well, you go on, we are going to fill our stomachs." Jiang Boli continued, and the group walked towards the restaurant.

"They don't really skip dinner, do they?" Jiang Boli whispered, "They don't want to take drugs or use stimulants. It doesn't matter if they are defeated. If they are caught because of these things, they will suffer a lot."

"Can you think of something better?" Li Yuqing glanced at him, "You either hope that something will happen to this, or something will happen to that."

"How could it be? Look at what you said, as if my wish could come true." Jiang Boli was a little lacking in confidence.

"It's good to know." Li Yuqing ignored him.

"I hope to be admitted to university right away!" After they sat down, Jiang Boli murmured again, "But how is it possible that I will be there tomorrow?"

"It's true that you hope to get a wife right away." Yu Xingxing also whispered to him.

"You big pig's hooves, hurry up and eat." Jiang Boli reprimanded, lowered his head and quickly picked up the rice.

Soon they finished eating, and after going around the small park, they continued to watch the videos of other participating teams in the evening.

Yu Xingxing looked at the various characters and various moves in the video, but he was thinking about the sword manual of "All Swords Return to the Holy" in his head.

Every move, every movement, every swing, every slash, is as smooth and free as flowing clouds, like wind and shadow, like dream and illusion, exquisite and exquisite.

But, when it comes to me, why is it so rigid?

Like doing radio gymnastics?

It seems that he is still not as good as the old men and women who dance in the square. Their Tai Chi sword skills are better than his.

No, this is not acceptable!

Yu Xingxing was a little anxious. He couldn't just rely on his strength to excel, he also had to perform this sword skill well.

He was still thinking about the swordsmanship moves in his mind, and Leng Buding Jiang Boli whispered to him: "This girl is on point."

As soon as Yu Xingxing heard about the girl, he quickly retreated from the fugue: "Where is it?"

"Hey, I knew it. As soon as you talk about sister, your soul will come back." Jiang Boli had a smirk on his face.

Yu Xingxing slapped him with a slap, and Jiang Boli hurriedly avoided.

He took a good look at the team on the video and saw that it was Qi Geng's team.

Qi Geng used the harmonica in Curry's zipper this time. I don't know if he will use it in the field competition?

If it is really used, few people can resist it.

If the two teams meet, just let them do it, they are already lucky to be in the top ten; if they are in the top five, if the harmonica can really play a role, they can really make a breakthrough.

Thinking of this, he wandered away again, swordsmanship was much more important than Qi.

He used swordsmanship when preparing for the field competition, and he didn't use it when he could use it.

It would be too unsightly if his swordsmanship still made a fool of himself when fighting Qi Geng and the others.

He stood up with a "scratch" and said to Fang Yuanfang: "Sister Fang, um, I'm going out for a while and I'll be back in a while."

After finishing speaking, he ran out without waiting for Fang Yuanfang's answer.

Fang Yuanfang glanced at him, knowing that he had gone on an errand, and ignored him; he continued to watch the video below with other people, and discussed it from time to time.

Yu Xingxing walked to the gym and saw that Shen Hongyu and the others had left, and the gym was now empty.

Following the sword manual in his head, he swung the Xuanyuan Sword again. Under the guidance of the sword technique, he began to draw, lift, stab, point, press, collapse, split, cut and other sword movements.

Dancing to the rhythm of the three elements being empty: the palms of the hands are empty, the sword is alive; the hearts of the feet are empty, the walking steps are demonic; the top of the head is empty, the mind and eyes are closed.

Look at the changes in the eyes, if the other moves slightly, I will move first, the movement will change, and the change will follow!

The sword is in your hand, and you can't hold a sword!
Brain and eyes are like commands, hands and feet are like soldiers, dantian is like a hall, and spirit is like spirit!
With each move and style of the sword manual, his technique, body shape, and footwork became more and more refined and proficient.

Time passed by, and the huge gym became a place for him to dance his sword.

Fortunately, he erased all the blades, otherwise all the equipment here would be cut to pieces.

Looking at the surrounding equipment, it is a bit in the way; well, I will go to the small park tomorrow to have a look, there is a piece of grass that can be used, the air is good, and it is empty.

He was still practicing and thinking, when suddenly, he heard footsteps outside, he quickly put away the Xuanyuan sword, turned into a small flying insect, hid on the ceiling, and activated the invisibility.

He thought it was Jiang Boli and the others who came looking for him, he didn't want to be found practicing here secretly.

The door of the gym was opened with a "squeak", and a person sneaked in.

Yu Xingxing was shocked because this person was wearing a mask!

What is he going to do?
Isn't this hotel the safest?How did he get in here?

Yu Xingxing remained calm, watching the man smear something like oil on the fitness equipment.

After wiping all the equipment, he looked around again. There was nothing special. Then the corner of his mouth twitched, as if he was satisfied.

Yu Xingxing couldn't let him go so easily, and immediately imposed "dugong" on him!
The man immediately fell to the ground, kowtowing his head.

He activated Lianyu again: "What were you doing just now?"

"Heroes spare your life, all the little ones will be recruited." The man kowtowed desperately, he didn't know where to kowtow, and he didn't dare to look up.

"Tell me, I'll see the situation and see if I can spare you." Yu Xingxing said in a calm voice.

"Hero, I just came to oil the equipment and maintain them every day." The man tried to get away with it.

"What kind of oil did you use?" Yu Xingxing asked sharply again, "If I find out that you're telling lies, you won't be able to afford it!"

"Hero, I dare not tell lies. The oil I rubbed is to protect the surface of the equipment from cracking, and prevent it from being soaked in sweat and cause premature aging." The man was still lying on the ground, as if speaking clearly.

"Since you are applying oil so openly, why do you wear a mask?" Yu Xingxing didn't understand again.

"Hero, that oil is poisonous, I want to protect myself!" The man continued to lie.

Yu Xingxing thought that there is toxicity?Doesn't that person also have influence?
But now he seems to be all right!
Well, either this person is lying, or he is really resistant to all toxins.

"Don't lie anymore, how can you use poisonous oil to paint fitness equipment?" Yu Xingxing shouted again, "Do you think the hotel is a fool? By poisoning all the guests, they are also digging their own graves?"

"It seems that you didn't eat the toast, you're fined wine." Yu Xingxing drank again.

I saw the man stood up, went straight to the treadmill, held the handle he had just oiled, and started running.

The chain was getting faster and faster. The man was out of breath and his steps were heavy, but the chain was still accelerating.