Chapter 260 The 40-Meter-Long Sword Cannot Be Taken Back

This 40-meter blue steel sword is directly straddling the center of the playground, and the blue-gray sword surface is reflected by the sunlight... What kind of picture is this? This knife is like a weapon left by the ancient demon god in the world. It feels heavy just by looking at it. m.

Everyone was silent.

Teacher Ye also took a deep breath: "Student Fang... doesn't your knife have the function of shrinking?"

Many large weapons will have a functional "shrinking charm" implanted during the production process to ensure that the weapon can be carried around. According to common sense, this forty-meter sword should be shrinkable.

Unfortunately, Fang Xing then shook his head: "This is a relic left by my father to me. It is said that when it was being cast, the master of the weapon was stimulated by a broken love and suffered from intermittent Alzheimer's disease. Symptoms, in the most critical step of making this broadsword, I failed to put the shrinking charm in. "

Everyone: "..."

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For some reason, Wang Ling always felt that Fang Xing's experience was strikingly similar to his own. He remembered that he had spent a lot of effort curing the old man's intermittent Alzheimer's disease.

Teacher Ye sweated: "Then Fang Xing should use the teaching spirit sword this time... However, in order to cooperate with the school's physical education class, it is recommended that Fang be equipped with a normal-sized spirit sword or spirit sword, which will be more convenient." good."

"Okay, Teacher Ye."

Fang Xing nodded and accepted it happily: "Mr... Teacher Ye, can you help me put the knife away?"

Teacher Ye twitched the corner of his mouth: "Can't you take it back yourself?"

Fang Xing sighed: "My 40-meter-long sword is very difficult to take back once it's pulled out... so under normal circumstances, I usually won't let it out easily."

Teacher Ye was about to cry but had no tears: "..."

This knife weighs six thousand kilograms, and Teacher Ye couldn't balance it well when lifting it alone. The aura of the storage space has the function of automatic acceptance. As long as part of the item enters the storage space, it will be automatically recognized and stored.

But when this 40-meter-long sword was placed on the playground, because the blade body was too large, the handle was suspended more than two meters above the ground.

In the end, Teacher Ye found another physical education teacher in the office. The two of them raised the knife together and slowly put the handle of the knife into Fang Xing's school uniform pocket.

This scene looked a bit strange, but Wang Ling always felt that Fang Xing seemed to be hiding something.

Because when the knife was put back into Fang Xing's pocket, Wang Ling clearly noticed that Jing Ke seemed to tremble slightly in his hand.

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Because of this knife, the physical education class was delayed for a quarter of an hour, and the warm-up exercises before the formal class had just begun. The playground of No. 60 Middle School is not big, only 400 meters in one circle. Usually during the warm-up, Teacher Ye will ask the students to jog 4,000 meters at a constant speed while controlling the sword in four minutes, which is ten laps.

However, this time because too much time was wasted earlier, Teacher Ye also raised the requirements, limiting the time for boys to 2 minutes and the time for girls to 3 minutes.

It was already quite difficult to jog while controlling the sword, and now the time was shortened, which made a group of boys complain. Wang Ling jogged in the middle of the queue. Basic training like this in the foundation-building period didn't make him feel much, and he just regarded himself as a sparring partner. And he doesn't need to control Jingke at all, because Jingke is conscious.

Chen Chao led the boys to run at the front. Although he looked very tired, Wang Ling felt that Chen Chao could obviously continue. Before entering No. 60 Middle School, Chen Chao was a student with a special ability in sports. He was better than here in terms of endurance competition. The vast majority of people come with excellent results.

On the other hand, Guo Erdan was already sweating profusely by the fourth lap and seemed to be falling behind.

Master Erdan has a big heart and a fat body. Jogging is certainly not a problem as a foundation-building player, but the requirement to control the sword while jogging is very high. Usually when he was warming up with the teaching spirit sword, Guo Erdan had a very difficult time running. This time, he had to control his own special spiritual sword to run, and his spiritual power consumption increased sharply.

Of course, Wang Ling was following Guo Erdan, and with just a little thought, Guo Erdan could run easier. But doing so will harm him. The basic training course in the foundation building period at this stage is still very important. The current foundation is directly related to the upper limit of future realm growth.

Therefore, Wang Ling did not take action from beginning to end.

When he was running the seventh lap, Wang Ling noticed that all the classmates around him were sweating profusely. He immediately used his spiritual power to condense the moisture in the air on the surface of his skin, making it look like he was sweating. look.

Otherwise, everyone around him is sweating, but he himself doesn't have a drop of sweat, which would look really weird.

After two minutes of jogging, Guo Erdan collapsed directly on the ground and gasped for air. Chen Chao supported his knees and kicked Guo Erdan's thigh, asking him to stand up and move around more.

After that, the girls' jogging warm-up also ended. Except for Lotus Sun, the situation of all the girls was not much better.

Wang Ling sat down to rest a little bored. He saw that most of the people in the room looked tired and were about to die. Except for himself, there was also... Fang Xing.

After running ten laps, Fang Xing didn't blush or breathe heavily, which shocked Teacher Ye. He felt that the transfer student's physical strength was too good. Even if he was using the teaching spirit sword to control the sword and jog, it wouldn't be so easy. And the most important thing is that he deliberately limited the boys' time.

"Student Fang has good physical strength!" Teacher Ye couldn't help but praise him.

Fang Xing touched his head embarrassedly, and seemed very modest: "In my previous school, the school building was at the foot of the mountain. I had to walk 20,000 steps every day to go to class. Maybe I practiced at that time."

"So that's how it is." Teacher Ye nodded. He had heard of Fang Xing's school, the most strict boarding aristocratic private cultivation school in Jinghua City, Tianshi Emperor Middle School.

"Your grades are excellent." Teacher Ye glanced at the blue book and stopwatch in his hand.

He had just recorded the time. In the last three laps, Fang Xing obviously accelerated and directly surpassed Chen Chao, who was at the front, to finish the warm-up first. The overall completion rate was faster than Chen Chao, and it only took one and a half minutes.

"In two weeks, the district sports meet will begin. I want you and Chen Chao to represent the boys in our school to participate in the sword-controlling relay race." Teacher Ye stared at Fang Xing and made his request.

Unexpectedly, Fang Xing agreed immediately: "No problem, Teacher Ye."

"If I ask you to change to a normal spirit sword and control the sword to jog, do you think your spiritual power consumption is enough? How about you take a break and we test it again?" Teacher Ye said.

"Okay, Teacher Ye." Fang Xing nodded easily.

"I'll lend you a spirit sword first!"

Teacher Ye looked around: "Is there anyone willing to lend their spirit sword to Fang Xing?"

"No need, Teacher Ye, I'll borrow it myself."

Fang Xing smiled and waved his hand.

Then, Wang Ling saw this person walking towards him step by step.