High-profile King

Zhang Jiao greeted these rookies who didn't even have the qualification to enter the room, and walked into the practice hall in the indoor hall under the eyes of envy and jealousy.

The area here is much larger than the outdoor area, and there are several times more people.

Because of the sultry weather, although the windows and doors are wide open, the air is still not circulating.

Smelling the strong smell of sweat, Zhang Jiaoxin thought depressedly: "Don't talk about air-conditioning, not even a ceiling fan.

In such hot weather, so many people are called in to practice. Are you afraid of heat stroke? "

But he still ran to the dressing room at the side door, slipped into the dressing room of the side door, put on his practice clothes, took a wooden sword, and found a corner in the driving range to practice the sword.

After a while, I saw Zhang Jiao with some of my favorite disciples for the kindness after practice, drinking tea and breathing, and immediately shouted at him repeatedly: "When did you come, white crow, come, come over ."

Zhang Jiao pretended to be deaf and dumb, but could only stop the posture, turned and dragged to come to the good, and bowed with a dry greeting: "Good evening, coach.

I haven’t been here long since I was busy, so I didn’t bother. "

Although Kindness is Shanshuo’s aunt, she is actually only 5 years younger than Shanshuo and still belongs to the category of young people.

Her face is not big by nature, and she can cover it with her slap open. The facial features are also very exquisite and her figure is tall and well-proportioned.

But nowadays, in this ghostly place like Nanyang, in addition to choosing a fisherman and selling his body to feed himself, he looks good and has no eggs.

Kindness doesn't care much about her appearance either. There are two scars lying on her face, one of them passing through her eyebrows, and a little deeper will probably dig out her eyes.

In addition, there was a tasting scar left on the slender neck, which was close to the artery. From time to time, it would move like a centipede with the protrusion of the blood vessel, making people look at the heart.

This shape makes it difficult for others to treat her as a normal woman, and will not be underestimated by her delicate face.

And kindness never seemed to regard herself as a shy woman. After listening to Zhang Jiao, he reached out and touched his head, and then bounced heavily, reprimanding: "This hot weather, a little bit There is no sweat.

You must have taken advantage of that seiyushu again? "

"It's Shengyoushu coach, Shengyoushu," Zhang Jiao said angrily: "How many times have I said it, why can't you remember it.

If the fanatic believers in the Heavenly Father's Church hear someone who thinks of Shengyou as seiyushu, it may be desperate. "

The voice fell to the ground, and a cold voice sounded behind Zhang Jiao, "I remember the principle of the Holy Blessing Technique is to use the power of Heavenly Father to get rid of all negative states on the body.

But the power given by ‘Father’ cannot be easily exerted. It is one of the basic tenets of Heavenly Father’s teaching,

If a fanatic believes that you see the heat as a negative state and casts a divine spell to get rid of it, I am afraid it will be more crazy. "

"Xiao Bai, Heavenly Father's teachings are not so understood." Zhang Jiao turned his head to look at the Shuo Shuo who spoke, and said: "The power of Heavenly Father can't be lightly applied, it refers to the power that can't be given by'Father', Wasted from competing for fame for selfish desires.

However, the use of divine art for the comfort of your body and the satisfaction of your soul is actually a tribute to the heavenly Father, which is naturally pleased by the'Father'.

But it is very rare for you, a lost lamb, to think so much.

Could it be that after my ear-taught teachings, the thoughts finally opened up, and did you plan to convert to Heavenly Father? "

A pretty little girl standing next to Shan Shuo heard the words and immediately yelled at Zhang Jiao with an angry look: "White Crow, you are talking nonsense, why is Brother Xiao Bai going to be a priest."

Zhang Jiao said to the little girl, "Chen Rourou, I don't know if Xiaobai will become a priest.

But I know if your brother sees you like a tail, sticking to the back of the little white **** all day, even if he can't beat him, he must have poisoned him. "

"My brother wouldn't..." Chen Rourou said with wide eyes and angrily, but his tone was not so firm.

At this time, Shan Shuo looked at Zhang Jiao with a blank expression: "I have no plans to convert to Heavenly Father's teaching, I just want to find your fault."

Zhang Jiao was stunned and said straight to the good: "Coach, your nephew is quite perverted."

"I have known this for a long time." Kindness nodded solemnly, and then educated Zhang Jiao with a long-term focus: "White Crow, practicing martial arts pays attention to winter practice and nine summer practice, and summer practice three days.

Not only to make people suffer, but also to temper the will and heart of practitioners.

The warrior is not a cultivator, he must face the enemy's sharp edge at close range..."

"But I am a cultivator, and the cultivator of the main treatment. The martial arts are just for self-preservation." Zhang Jiao waved his hand and interrupted the kind words.

"Then you don't want to be a dual monk with both law and martial arts in the future," the voice of kindness said with confusion: "You have far more talent in swordsmanship than anyone I've ever seen.

In particular, the Royal Sword Act, who uses the power of the soul to pull the gas machine so naturally, is simply not known, and there is not necessarily one in the one hundred thousand sword repair.

The strength of cultivating qi and blood can strengthen the sword and raise the sword to live up to this rare qualification that the world has endowed. "

"Coach, your speech is becoming more and more exaggerated." Zhang Jiao blinked: "It feels like the heads of bad organizations who are brainwashing and engaging.

But since you are so devoted to my cultivation, I will never fail your expectations.

The practice of tempering qi and blood and the body's martial arts will definitely be carried out with heart.

But our philosophy of practice is different, so don’t you force me to practice in summer. "

"Okay," Kindred sighed. "You now show me the ape fencing again."

Ordered to perform martial arts, UU's reading at www.uukanshu.com Zhang Jiao's expression immediately became solemn, and he bowed to the good.

After that, his wrist shook and his steps moved like a monkey in the driving range.

Sword momentum evolves with time, when the spirit monkey picks fruit, the time like the old ape swings the vine, it seems to have traces to follow, but in fact it is strange and unpredictable.

As the so-called amateur looks lively, the expert looks at the doorway.

Chen Rourou looked at Zhang Jiao Wu Jian, but only felt good looking but couldn't see where it was. He glanced at Shan Shuo's enchanting look and couldn't help but ask: "Little White Brother, is White Crow practicing well?"

"Although his proficiency in tricks is not as good as mine, the mood is already above me." Shan Shuo returned to his face, a flash of envy and jealousy appeared on his face, and he answered softly.

"Hey, Brother Xiaobai, you are a very nice person and too humble." Chen Rourou said with disbelief: "The white crow only practiced the sword for a few days. How could it be comparable to you who have been repairing the sword for 13 years."

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