Chapter 30

"A good one is born with my talents, and I will come back after all the money is gone!"

In the corner of the second floor, the master slapped his thigh suddenly with a look of excitement. He only felt that Yang Ming's poem had entered his heart!

The master has a bumpy life, awakened martial arts waste, soul power can not cross the threshold of the 30th level in his life, he can only study the theoretical knowledge of martial arts, he has always been regarded as a nominal waste, and now I hear this poem, I feel my chest. Anguish like the water of the Yellow River rolling away.

only……

Thinking that Yang Ming, who had such an appetite for him, could not be accepted as his disciple, the master suddenly took a breath.

Heartbroken!

"No! You can't just give up such a piece of rough jade!"

A flash of determination flashed in the master's eyes, and he secretly calculated in his heart:

"Isn't Tang San Yang Ming's good friend, let him do Yang Ming's ideological work well."

When Yang Ming's poems fell, the expressions of the rest of the people were different.

The teachers all sighed, and the rich disciples looked ugly.

The seven friends at the same table as Yang Ming felt that this was Yang Ming supporting them, because they had suffered too many injustices along the way!

Yeah, what's wrong with birth? What happened to the civilians?

Is it worse than those wealthy children?

Princes and generals, I would rather be kind!

Wang Shengteng stood up abruptly, excitedly held the wine glass in both hands, the wine glass was filled with crystal clear rice wine, bowed to Yang Ming, and said excitedly:

"Big brother, with your words today, even if you let me go to the east in the future, I will definitely not go to the west, as long as you send me!"

The other boys in Qishe also stood up one after another and said similar remarks.

The voice fell, and everyone sipped the rice wine in unison.

The strength of rice wine is not high, but it is strong enough for these chicks who are tasting fine wine for the first time. Like a large tomato.

Yang Ming smiled lightly. This kind of atmosphere with his friends is very good.

Seeing Yang Ming and the rest of the boys chatting happily, Xiao Wu's beautiful eyes shone again and again.

After a meal, Yang Ming got closer to everyone.

Many people were drinking for the first time, even if it was rice wine with a low alcohol content, they were drunk, and they helped each other back to the dormitory one by one.

After arranging them, Yang Ming left the dormitory alone, but did not notice that there was a small tail behind him.

Xiao Wu stood on tiptoe and followed behind her softly, without making a single sound. Looking at Yang Ming's leaving back, Qiong's nose twitched slightly, and a sly look flashed in her eyes.

"Humph, the one who went out this evening was still going out. Could it be that he was going to do something bad?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Wu felt very exciting, and she couldn't leave Yang Ming behind.

until……

When Xiao Wu watched Yang Ming come to the playground, her whole body felt bad.

"What's wrong to come here?"

Xiao Wu was perplexed, she felt so angry, why this Yang Ming always didn't play cards according to the routine, so he couldn't make this young lady happy?

Yang Ming naturally doesn't know Xiao Wu's inner activities. In fact, he was a single dog in his last life, and he doesn't understand style at all. Who knows what girls think?

Yang Ming first closed his eyes and checked the system messages left behind just now.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for speaking the classic lines in the movie of the big man, and getting a chance to draw a lottery. Do you want to start the lottery roulette?"

Yang Ming didn't expect that if he adapted the sentence "Young Master Zhao will pay for it tonight", it would also count.

Big Shot is a crime action movie with nothing special and no gear worth picking up.

Yang Ming will not draw the lottery for the time being, and will save the lottery opportunity for the next time.

Immediately, Yang Ming suddenly opened his eyes, spread his right palm, and the golden light gathered to form a mysterious sword, and he began to cultivate in a straight-forward manner.

ten thousand years is too long, fight for now!

After experiencing the Cao Mengyun incident, Yang Ming deeply understood the essence of this world, the law of the jungle, the weak will only be bullied, and the only way is to keep getting stronger. So powerful that it can only make people sigh in admiration!

The sword is the king of soldiers, known as the king of a hundred soldiers.

The double-edged sword is straight and pointed, and it can hurt people horizontally and vertically.

Ancient swords such as Gan Jiang, Mo Xie, Longquan, Tai'a, Chunjun, Zhanlu, Yuchang, Juque, etc., have also emerged many sword-wielding assassins, Jing Ke stabbed Qin King, and the swordsman Wang Yue in the late Eastern Han Dynasty were all masters of kendo. .

But now, Yang Ming's sword practice is very different from Assassin's kendo and Swordsman's kendo, because this is the swordsmanship of Li Bai, the swordsman.

Qinglian Sword Art!

When Yang Ming obtained Li Bai's skill, Qinglian Sword Song, he also obtained this sword art, and wrote nine mantras, including the general idea.

"I'm a madman."

"Fly to the blue sky."

"Egret Island is divided into two waters."

"Flying clouds wandering meaning."

"The fall of the pen shocked the wind and rain."

"Gufan is far away from the blue sky."

"Flying down three thousand feet."

"There is no world other than the world."

"A thousand miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day."

Each mantra is actually the nine levels of sword art, which are:

When the green lotus appears, the green lotus transforms into energy, and the sword energy is like a lotus.

According to the information instilled in his mind by the system, Yang Ming already knew that in order to adapt to Douluo Continent, Li Bai's original big move, Qinglian Jiange, had only learned the basics.

Once you have mastered all the nine levels of Qinglian Sword Art, you will be able to use the ultimate move to the extreme. Perhaps it is really like what the highest realm said, Qinglian, towering!

Of course, the road must be taken step by step, and the meal must be eaten in one bite.

The most urgent task is to first learn the first layer of Qinglian Sword Art, Qinglianyi, and then talk about it.

Under the moonlight, Yang Ming had a solemn expression and danced with his sword.

The most important thing in the practice of Qinglian Sword Art is that qi. The first item of the outline is "I am a madman of Chu". The sword must be sharp, and the arrogance must be hacked.

The whirling moonlight cast a veil-like silver light on the ground, falling on Yang Ming's resolute and unyielding face, and on the mysterious sword in his hand.

Splitting, chopping, collapsing, flirting, gridding, washing, cutting, stabbing, stirring, pressing, hanging, and sweeping, they are dexterously displayed in Yang Ming's hands, either sturdy without casting, or tender like water, fluent in handling and swaying. .

Coupled with Yang Ming's white clothes and walking on ghosts and shadows, he looks even more breezy, handsome and elegant, showing a little sword fairy demeanor.

Unconsciously, a group of girls gathered on the edge of the playground. Some were of the same grade, and most of them were senior sisters. Looking at Yang Ming, who was dancing swords in the moonlight, he held his cheeks with both hands, and his beautiful eyes flowed in admiration. look.

For a while, I looked crazy.