The strongest talent

In the small square in front of the office building of the intermediate teachers of Kyoto College, Yuan Qing suddenly swung his knife and rushed two meters in front of Tong Lin.

His sword was like a prairie fire, like a violent wind and rain, like a stormy sea, like a tornado of sword light appearing on the ground; the air swirled around his body, and the sound of wind sounded in his ears - the nineteenth style of the Emperor Wu sword, no wind Make waves!

"So fast!" Tong Lin's pupils shrank instantly - she had never seen or heard of such a knife technique before.

The students around the small square were also shocked, with disbelief on their faces. Before the two actually fought, the fighting skills displayed by Yuan Qing alone were beyond expectations. Ordinary fourth-level students could not even see his figure clearly. The first-level students could barely see it vaguely, and they couldn't find any flaws in the sword technique...or rather, there were no flaws!

Even the teachers in the crowd, as well as the teachers who worked with Tong Lin in the office of the teaching building, their eyes were more solemn than ever before - based on the moves alone, this young man named Yuan Qing seemed He has reached the ultimate level of fighting skills... Who created this sword technique? !

"Although it's fast, it's not enough!" Tong Lin's eyes clearly saw the knife in Yuan Qing's hand. She twisted her left foot, leaned forward slightly, held the handle of the knife with both hands, and raised the A-grade alloy sword from bottom to top, like A ghost's shadow silently slashed towards Yuan Qing.

Bang!

The two alloy swords collided suddenly, as if a small bomb exploded out of thin air. The surrounding air flow suddenly dispersed, making a dull blasting sound. The impact airflow caused by the collision spread out for more than 40 meters, like a strong wind, blowing the hair and clothes of the surrounding students watching the battle.

At this moment, the momentum of Yuan Qing's body rotation did not slow down at all, the tiger's mouth of his right hand was slightly numb, and the alloy sword was directly cut off by the knife in Tong Lin's hand; Tong Lin's two arms trembled at the same time, and she took half a step back involuntarily!

"Teacher Tong is at a disadvantage!" After one move, the students and many watching teachers were stunned.

If the sword is cut off, it means that the material of the sword is not good enough. You must know that the same A-level sword is also divided into three, six or nine grades. The knife that the university student lent to Teacher Tong was obviously much better than the knife in Assistant Professor Yuan's hand, so much so that it was completely cut off in one collision, while the knife in Teacher Tong's hand was completely fine, not even the blade was missing. The child turns the scroll.

"Who is that!" Teng Baizhan shouted from 20 meters away: "Here comes an A-level knife, the best one."

More than two hundred Siberian special forces members looked at each other - Captain, A-grade alloy swords, how can we have such a thing? The worst ones are all SS-grade, okay?

"No need." Yuan Qing stopped spinning, threw away half of the handle, turned his hand and slowly pulled out the Blood Tiger Sword from behind - the alloy sword was seized from the person who attacked Qiqi just now, and the quality is indeed not the same, the Blood Tiger Sword is It's much better, and it's the best among A-level swords. It will have no problem handling this battle.

The moment Yuan Qing drew his sword, the students watching the battle were stunned again.

A spiritual warrior who specializes in cold weapons can concentrate on cultivating one weapon and honing one or two combat skills, which is already very impressive. Among the proud students of Kyoto Academy, there are also those who practice shooting several weapons at the same time. As a result, without exception, they were all forcibly stopped by the teachers, because people's energy is limited, and the more they learn, the more complicated they become, and it is not easy to reach the peak of each type.

A truly strong person must achieve "weapons specialization" and "combat skills specialization". Practicing swords means practicing swords, and practicing swords means practicing swords. It is not impossible to practice more than one kind, but if you bite off more than you can chew, you will only know how to master it. Being left far behind by strong men of the same level, further and further behind!

"How old is Assistant Yuan? He must be in his early twenties at most. He has practiced swords and swords at the same time?" Many students unknowingly changed their titles from "Yuan Qing" to "Assistant Yuan", with faces full of shock: "He wants to How is it possible to fight Teacher Tong with a sword... His sword skills are already powerful enough, but he can also use a sword!"

None of the teachers standing in the crowd spoke, and their attention was focused on Yuan Qing's posture holding the sword - standing easily, with no muscle tension at all, and a natural expression on his face... His posture was too casual , it doesn’t look like a battle sparring at all.

"Wudi Sword." Yuan Qing was full of confidence and high spirits.

Compared with the Wu Emperor Sword, the Wu Emperor Sword is one of the real trump cards. It is a brand-new sword technique that is finally created by integrating multiple fighting skills. It does not have any moves of its own. It is completely arbitrary and can adapt to all changes without changing. The world moves. No matter how powerful the Black Oblivion Sword is, as long as it has fixed moves, it can be broken!

"Specialize in two weapons at the same time, I don't believe you can do it." Tong Lin's right arm shook, and her body suddenly rushed forward, and the alloy sword in her hand came out lightly, like a breeze blowing on her face, but the speed was so fast that it was almost invisible Qing, slashed to the front of Yuan Qing's chest in an instant, and shouted in a low voice: "I'll take the first shot this time."

Uh-huh!

Yuan Qing retreated suddenly, almost at the same speed as Tong Lin, less than two meters apart, and looked into her eyes for more than two seconds. The blood tiger sword in his hand suddenly raised, and at the same time The wrist was pressed down, and at an extremely weird angle, the sword in Tong Lin's hand was gently grazed, only slightly changing the slashing trajectory of the sword. Then the wrist was quickly turned over, the waist was twisted, and at the same time, he raised his right foot and placed it on the blade of the sword. A sharp kick to the midsection.

With a snap, the power of the Blood Tiger Sword suddenly increased, knocking the knife away from Tong Lin's hand. The tip of the Blood Tiger Sword opened a ten-centimeter-long gash on Tong Lin's chest, revealing the white shirt underneath - —The whole process takes just a blink of an eye, and all actions are done in one go!

Time... seemed to stand still for a moment.

Tong Lin's momentum stopped, and she looked down at the torn skirt of her clothes, with deep surprise in her eyes - the battle just ended too quickly, and just when the second move of the Black Oblivion Sword was about to be used, he was struck by his hand. The sword force is destroyed in the middle, and the change of moves is slightly slower for a moment.

In just a moment, was he defeated like this?

"Teacher Tong." Yuan Qing sheathed his sword, exhaled slowly, and said with a smile, "Excuse me, can I be your teaching assistant?"

Tong Lin was silent for a few seconds and returned the alloy sword to the high school student. Then she ignored Yuan Qing and walked straight to the student restaurant building. Not far away, she seemed to let out a low cold snort again. .

"It's time to leave. Those who should take a lunch break, those who should have a meal, eat!" In the surrounding crowd, a ninth-level Dharma Saint instructor shouted: "You don't even have to practice hard. Why don't you come here to join in the fun? Let's go."

Wow…

The students dispersed in droves, and many people left in groups, whispering: "Hey, who of you recorded the video just now? Assistant Professor Yuan's knife skills and sword skills are very problematic. Damn it, I defeated Teacher Tong with a knife and a sword." , this guy is a monster, he has problems with his explosive power and speed, his body is not like a spiritual warrior, he is ridiculously strong..."

"I recorded it, I recorded it." A student shook his smart watch and said proudly: "1,000 alliance coins, I'll show it to you when I get back to the dormitory... Hey, Teacher Tong is the intermediate A1 class teacher, and Assistant Teacher Yuan is also there A1 teaches, can we apply to audit in the future and learn his sword skills?"

Immediately, several students joked: "Don't be stupid. Assistant Professor Yuan's swordsmanship and swordsmanship are at the SS level at least. They might be infinitely close to the ultimate. You can't buy the first level of combat skills even if you lose your money. How can it be so easy to learn?" of."

"Hey!" The student frowned, looked at the balance in his account, and said dejectedly: "Okay, let's go back to the dormitory and watch the video. You can just learn one move..."

After all the onlookers and teachers left, Teng Baizhan put his arm around Yuan Qing's shoulders and laughed.

This battle was fought beautifully and seemed simple, but anyone with a discerning eye would understand that it was equivalent to a handover between the new generation of teachers and the older generation of mentors in the college, and it was also a dialogue between the King of Siberia and the King of Heijiang; and the purpose of this battle was The result is very obvious. The King of Heijiang lost by a small margin and the King of Siberia won.

"Yuan Qing, your swordsmanship and swordsmanship just now were really amazing." Yang Qinglan walked to Yuan Qing, excited and a little worried: "But, will this offend Teacher Tong? In the future, you will be her assistant, and she will give you What should I do if I wear small shoes?”

Before Yuan Qing could speak, Teng Baizhan laughed loudly next to him: "Sister Yang, Tong Lin is not that kind of person. To tell you the truth, she has seen the potential of brother Yuan, and she may not have any ideas in mind now... No As I said, I will go back to find Princess and Qiqi now, please take care of yourself."

As he said that, Teng Baizhan pointed to his smart watch, with an obvious meaning - contact him at any time if anything happens.

Teng Baizhan and the special forces members had just left on the flying saucer fighter "Blizzard" when a middle-aged female teacher walked out of the teaching building and stopped in front of them with a smile on her face: "Are you Yang Qinglan? I am Teacher of Class A, Elemental Master Branch, Sister Chen got your student quota from me, and you will be a student in my class from now on."

"Are you Teacher Xiong?" Yang Qinglan heard Chen Dianping say this, her face was filled with joy, and she quickly bowed: "Hello, teacher."

The female teacher surnamed Xiong smiled and nodded, and shook hands with Yuan Qing again, very cordially: "Yuan Qing, we will be colleagues from now on, my name is Xiong Pingping."

Yuan Qing was not arrogant and bowed gently - this was a junior etiquette, a basic etiquette he had learned before.

The Xiong Pingping in front of her looks kind-hearted and has no airs, but her strength should not be underestimated. Yang Qinglan said when she was at the Jintang base that she, like Chen Dianping, is a ninth-level Dharma Saint - after all, she is from Kyoto Academy, not just There were ninth-level experts, several tenth-level experts, and there might even be eleventh-level experts, all of a sudden it was a mess.

She can lower her stature and be nice no matter how nice she is. If she really treats her as an equal, she will be looking for trouble and being stupid.

"Yuan Qing, don't blame Teacher Tong. Everything she does is for the sake of the college and she has no hostility towards you." Xiong Pingping explained with a smile and then said: "Qinglan, I have arranged your dormitory. Now Take you there... As long as I go with you, those students will see it and know better, and no one will dare to bully you in the future."

Yang Qinglan's face was happy, and her eyes darkened again - she had been separated from the dormitory, and now she was going to be separated from Yuan Qing.

"Your dormitory is the teacher's apartment." Xiong Pingping turned to look at Yuan Qing and smiled softly: "The King of Siberia's face is the decision made by the principal himself. Yuan Qing, go and have a look at the apartment now. You will definitely like it."