Sword Cultivation Behavior Map [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

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As we all know, people always experience so many blows in their life.

For example, I found that the cape I was looking for turned out to be a stone in front of my house.For another example, after watching Shitou, he took his friends home to play, but the moment he stepped into the house, he heard the bad news from the maid that his father was about to arrive home.

Yes, bad news.

Like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Ah Cheng's scalp was numb, and for a moment, he lost his calmness.

But Acheng is Acheng after all, determined to become the world's number one sword cultivator's male god.

Even in the face of such a thunderbolt, his face still looked so calm, and his star-like eyes were still so cold, and there was a little bit of bewilderment in the coldness.

Confused about the day.

Ah Cheng was born a man like a god.He is so confident, so proud, smart and talented, capable and tough.

As strong as a born fighter, a born dead line fighter.

As the world's most powerful warrior sword cultivator, Ah Cheng has already possessed the most accurate time calculation technology, allowing him to use the longest time to practice swords and catch fish every time, and the shortest time to work to catch the dead line.

But now the fish has not been touched, but the dead line is approaching.

Ah, how could this be?

Ah Cheng couldn't believe it.

He who has always been good at calculating his days unexpectedly has a day when he rolls over?No, it's impossible, Ah Cheng doesn't believe it.

He, A Cheng, has been fighting wits and courage with his hated old father in order to practice swords since he was eight years old.As a sword repair man who has experienced many battles, it is absolutely impossible for him to remember the dead line wrongly.

Absolutely nothing!

Ah Cheng's eyebrows jumped, but he thought of the key point for a moment.

Every time his old father sails, he has to meet his partner, because the itinerary involved in the family business is very complicated and needs to be connected with all parties in the family, so the time is strictly arranged.Even if there is any change, it can only be postponed, and there is absolutely no possibility of advance.

But now he came back early, and it was three days earlier than Ah Cheng remembered.

Three days, that's three days to complete a month's course work.

The old man is very bad!

At the beginning, I definitely told him three days later on purpose, just to catch evidence that he didn't study every day, so as to force him to give up sword practice.

Good and bad old man, good sinister man.

Ah Cheng raised his hand to caress the hilt of the sword at his waist, shook it angrily, raised his foot and rushed into the study regardless of 21.

I swear on my title as the number one swordsman in the world in the future, he, Ah Cheng, will never let this bad old man succeed!

When Ah Cheng picked up a pen, he bowed his head and wrote wildly.As a good brother of Ah Cheng, how can Brother Jun stand on the sidelines?

Brother Jun hurriedly followed, and lowered his head to look at Ah Cheng's desk.

Good guy, really good guy!It is actually a theory.

Governance theory, to put it bluntly, is the theory of governing a country and governing a city.Brother Jun is familiar with this thing. He has been learning this since he was able to read, and it has been 13 years since he learned it. What he is best at is writing and talking fart.

Now, seven or eight | nine sheets of paper can be put in one place, which is very fast.

Brother Jun took Ah Cheng's old homework to study Ah Cheng's handwriting, and then picked up a fine brush from the pen holder with his fingertips to dip in the ink. heap theory.

When Ah Cheng saw it, he was astonished.This theory is justified and justified, but it is actually the same as his handwriting.

oh!A good and reliable brother.

As expected of you, Ah Jun.

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Dead line fighter, the strongest man in this world.

If such a fighter can complete the homework that ordinary people can complete in a month in just one day, then two deadline fighters together will be one plus one greater than two, and they will grow from scratch in just two hours , catch up.

Time is always short, and soon it will be night.The lights in the house came on, and footsteps sounded outside.

"Da da"

Those were heavy footsteps, and the closer they got closer, the more A Cheng's heart beat wildly.But the more he jumped, the more stern his face became. The cooperation between him and Ah Jun was so perfect, it was perfect and impeccable.

"Da da"

Suddenly, the footsteps stopped.

"click"

An inaudible voice came from the study door.At the critical moment when the sound appeared, Brother Jun smoothly and perfectly drew the last stroke on the paper.Then, with lightning speed, he floated to the open window on the other side and jumped.

Almost at the same time, the door was pushed open a crack.A pair of eyes silently appeared behind the crack of the door, looking in faintly.

Ah Cheng calmly and calmly put down his pen.

Very calm, very peaceful.It was as if nothing had happened just now, as if he hadn't been writing hard, and his good brother hadn't jumped out of the window.

At this moment, he is like a serious student.A student who has never touched a fish or practiced a sword, and has been studying hard.

He slowly raised his head.

"Father, you are back."

Staring quietly at Acheng's father in the house:

If it wasn't for my father, when I came back, I heard people say that you played swords by the sea all day long, from before the sun rose to when the sun went down, I would have believed your eagerness to learn.

This brat can pretend very well.

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Dad pushed open the door, and walked to Ah Cheng's side step by step with his hands behind his back.He stared deeply into Ah Cheng's eyes for a while, and Ah Cheng looked at him indifferently.

At this moment, except for Brother Jun outside the window, no one knew how urgent things were in the study just now.And no one knew what kind of hearts were beating wildly, as if they were going to jump out of their throats, hidden under their cold faces.

Dad casually picked up a paper on the table and read it.Ah Cheng's heart began to beat wildly again, because he knew that it was written by Ah Jun.

Ah Cheng wondered if his father could see the difference.He has lived for 16 years, but he has never expected his father to be unable to read like this moment.

Fortunately, although Dad is not illiterate, Brother Jun's imitation skills are really superb, so Dad can't see anything strange.

However, the young A Cheng and Brother Jun didn't know that there was nothing strange but the biggest strange thing.

Because Dad knew that his eldest son Acheng was obsessed with sword practice since he was a child. Although he had a very clever mind, he never used it for studying. It is obvious that it can be written well, but it is always fooling around.

I was so confused that I couldn't write well at the end.

How could Ah Cheng write neat articles?Even the last word is well-behaved, not flying at all.

But Dad looked left and right, but he couldn't find the source of the error.He frowned and muttered in his heart: Isn't it?It can't be that brat suddenly changed sex, right?

Dad thought about it, couldn't figure it out, and finally put down the homework in his hands half-believingly.

He slowly turned around in the study, passing by desks full of homework, pacing past the open window, and paused.

Ah Cheng's heart skipped a beat.

Dad didn't stop, and walked towards the wall where Ah Cheng's sword was hung.He looked up at the long sword on the wall.

It was left by his wife, and she also named it Feihong. It was cast by overseas cold iron elites, and the hair was blown off.As fierce as her, decisive and decisive.

Father turned around and looked at Ah Cheng's eyes that resembled his mother's, and looked at those sincere and peaceful eyes for a long time.

Finally he made a sound, he sighed slowly, and said, "Gucheng, your mother has been away for a while, do you miss her?"

Ah Cheng thought of his mother's incomparably chic back when she left, and answered very simply, "I don't want to."

Dad stopped and quickly recovered.He is used to it, his son is always so straightforward, so straightforward that as an old father, he can't answer.

Dad sighed again, "I met your mother on the other side of the sea this time, and she is now dressed like a man outside."

Ah Cheng was not very interested, his mother was such a chic woman.

His mother told him that she was blinded by Ah Cheng's father's handsome appearance, and she couldn't see through the heart of this stinky man.Only after getting married did I find out that this guy is a hateful feudal man, hoping that a woman will wash his hands and make soup for him as a good wife and mother, which is really annoying.

At that time, A Niang was pregnant and it was difficult to leave, so she gave birth to A Cheng, and she was afraid that her eldest son would be raised by a damn stinky man to the same kind of stinky man, so she pretended to be a good wife and mother who raised her for more than ten years so big.

Now that Ah Cheng has finally grown up and has his own ideas, he can let go, and A Niang left.She was going to see her little sister, and by the way, to overthrow the deadly enemy that she had remembered for more than ten years.

Dad didn't know that Ah Cheng had communicated with his mother a long time ago, and pretended to mention casually, "Your mother seems to be going west, to find someone in the desert. I don't know when I will return to the Central Plains." "

"Oh." Ah Cheng said calmly, "In half a year."

Dad paused, and looked at Ah Cheng in disbelief, "How do you know?"

"Mother said." Ah Cheng didn't care about the impact his words would have on Father, and said in an ordinary tone as if he was talking about eating and sleeping, "She's going to beat Yu Luocha."

When Father heard that it was a man's name, he was shocked, "Yu Luocha? Who is it? What is his relationship with your mother?"

Ah Cheng thought for a while, "Enemy."

Dad breathed a sigh of relief.

Ah Cheng: "My mother has been thinking about my enemy for more than ten years, because he said that my mother is not good-looking, not as good-looking as him."

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Father:

Grass, beautiful boy!

It's still this scheming dog who knows how to make women miss him!

Scheming dog! !

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Brother Jun, who was squatting under the window, had no expression on his face, and silently hugged his leg.

Ah, the night wind is so strong.

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A Niang, who was far inland, was carrying her luggage and suddenly sneezed loudly.

She held a bloody sword in her hand, and the ground was full of dead people.

Although those people were dead, they couldn't hide the original fierceness on their faces.Those were bandits blocking the way, and they did all kinds of evil things like killing and setting fire to force women from good families.

She stood there, her hair tied up by a crown of beads, and she was dressed in white.The sword in her hand was bleeding, but her body was so neat.

She stood there with her back straight and her white clothes fluttering in the moonlight like a fairy.

She glanced lightly at the rescued civilian caravan, didn't speak, just nodded to them comfortingly, and was about to leave.

Seeing that she was about to leave, the young girl who was protected in the middle of the team finally mustered up her courage.

"Heroes! Heroes stay behind."

A Niang paused, remembering the name that was resounding all over the world when she was young. Just mentioning it can attract countless dogs and men to follow.

No, she didn't want her appearance to cause an uproar in the arena, and she didn't want to see those annoying stinky men.

Now she just wants to go to the Western Regions alone, to beat up that damned bastard Yu Luosha who was blinded by farts and said she was ugly because she couldn't see her beauty.

So she didn't turn her head back, but just suppressed her voice slightly, and said indifferently, "Heroes don't count, they just come from an isolated island in the South China Sea."

The girl chased anxiously, "But, you saved us, at least let me know the name of my savior—"

"My surname is Ye." A Niang interrupted her, "Ye Gucheng."

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Ah Cheng who is still doing homework at home:?