"Dear player, you have detected that you have replaced the mid-suite version of the login and the game time is extended to 160 hours."

"In the data synchronization, players show off day and night, physical gene 93, strength gene 93, agility gene 93, and all-round nine-stage evolutionist."

I had a meal of Kobe Fei Beef for lunch, and I rested for half an hour during the day, and couldn't wait to log in to the game.

As the legendary, the mid-fit helmet brings a brand new user experience.

You get what you pay for. During the day show, you obviously feel that the game is more realistic. No matter the scenery in your field of vision or the touch, it is no different from the real world.

He practiced the "Guiyuan Sword Classic" and was deeply touched.

When he practiced in the past, he always felt that it was different from reality, and it seemed to be a little bit distorted.

Now he understood that it was the limitation of the low-end version of the login device, and did not simulate the mystery of the Guiyuan Sword Classic 100%.

Now that I have changed into a game helmet, it is almost no different from practicing in reality.

After practicing for two hours, I showed that I was slipped by myself during the day.

There is also a fatigue setting in the game. He is sweating profusely and sits and rests and plays with his mobile phone.

He received a message from Miaomiao: "Great God, has the sun come out from the west? Are you actually going online at this point?"

Bai Tianxiu is very honest: "I just changed into a game helmet, and I can play for a few hours during the day in the future."

Miaomiao asked: "There are so many fans who give you rewards, why don't you change the game cabin directly?"

"I have to go to work and can't stay in the game all the time." Bai Tianxiu continued to be honest. His annual leave was about to end and he had to report to Donghua Company at the end of the month.

Seeing that he was so honest, Master Miaomiao, who was lying on the sofa in the villa, had a bad idea.

She asked tentatively: "Great God, I'm gossiping, have you practiced the Guiyuan Sword Book?"

Bai Tianxiu was stunned when she heard this: "It's been practiced. How should I understand what you said? Can't I practice it?"

Miaomiao gave a shocked expression from the baby: "The Guiyuan Sword Classic is so difficult, how long did you practice it?"

Bai Tianxiu can't be punished: "Isn't Guiyuan Jiandian similar to radio gymnastics? Wherever there is any difficulty, just have hands."

"Just have hands???"

Miaomiao made three convex expressions in a row: "Great God, I didn't expect you to be an Onmyoji, who is so good at hitting people."

Bai Tianxiu said seriously: "Master, don't joke with me. Did I practice wrong? It's different from the routine you learned. Do you complain about me in a circle?"

“………￣へ￣”

Miaomiao made three more expressions of cold sweat: "God, don't hurt the hardcore female fans like this. Let's tell the truth, I haven't mastered the Guiyuan Sword Book yet."

Bai Tianxiu was stunned: "Impossible! We learned Guiyuan Sword Book together on June 9th. Today is July 14th, and it has been almost a year in the game. With your talent, how could it not be practiced?"

Master Miaomiao couldn't bear it anymore: "Great God, do you want to say that I haven't practiced it for a year and am a mentally retarded?"

Bai Tianxiu couldn't bear it anymore: "Master, I promised to be honest with my teammates. It would be boring to make such jokes with me. Who doesn't know that you are the three-time champion, melee physical skills, you can understand them in minutes, and practicing Guiyuan Sword Book is as simple as eating and drinking water for you."

"...God, you really respect me."

The little nun in Xingyue Lake villa looked ashamed and showed her fox tail: "Great god, monks don't lie, I definitely have no intention of joking. Why don't we meet and communicate with Guiyuan Sword Book?"

Bai Tianxiu replied: "Okay, I'm training in the practice room, come here."

After saying that, he sent a friend invitation.

Fifteen minutes later, the killing nun dressed like a masked female assassin and extremely angry figure appeared in the advanced preparation room.

After entering the practice room, Miaomiao resisted the shame of college students asking for advice from elementary school students and expressed her intention: "Great God, I only practiced the seventh stylistics of Guiyuan Sword Book. The eighth and ninth stylistics of the latter can never be practiced. Please help me find the reason."

Bai Tianxiu didn’t know whether the other party was saying true or not, and said, “Okay, you practice it first and I’ll see.”

Miaomiao stopped talking and started practicing on the court.

Her movements were very fast, which was completely different from the frequency of one move in 3 seconds during the day. She finished a move in one second.

The little nun's movements look smooth and fast, but there is a lack of charm.

After reaching the sixty-third move, the little nun's body was inexplicably stiff, as if she was pushed from behind by an invisible big hand. The center of gravity was unstable, her body was crooked, and she suddenly fell to the ground with her butt.

"What's going on?" Bai Tianxiu couldn't understand at all.

"It's like this every time. After the seventh and sixty-third move, I was about to continue using the sixty-fourth move. My body suffered an inexplicable inertia and my hands and feet were out of control." Miaomiao climbed up from the ground with a bitter face.

"No, this is not a difficult yoga move. A two-star superman like you have much better physique than me. How could you not bear it?" Bai Tianxiu was confused.

"If it's yoga, it's simpler. I've practiced it for a few years before, and it's not difficult."

Miaomiao Versailles for a moment, then frowns: "God, do you feel that way - from the first move to the sixty-third move, your body is so tight that it seems like your bones are about to break, and your hands and feet are stretched to the limit."

Bai Tianxiu recalled it and said, "I don't have that feeling. I just practiced a few times in the past few times, and I always felt like I was about to fall."

Miaomiao looked like she was about to cry: "The sky has no eyes. I have been exploring the game for almost a year, but I can't find the reason. Master, can you practice it and let me learn it?"

"I dare not be a student, so I will share my experience with you."

Bai Tianxiu said, practicing Guiyuan Sword Book in his way.

Seeing his movements in three seconds, Miaomiao was anxious for him even when he saw his movements in three seconds and was as good as the old man who played Tai Chi in the park.

Just like when the sky was thunder and earth was in a state of fire, the man never took off his pants, which caused the woman to urge him: Can you be faster?

After ten moves, Miaomiao was shocked.

She felt a rhythm.

Sword rhythm!

The day and night show, which looked a bit clumsy and outrageously slow, seemed to have turned into a heavy sword.

The Guiyuan Sword Book itself has no lethality, but it hides the wonderful rhythm of swordsmanship.

A heavy sword has no edge, and a great trick is not skillful.

When I saw twenty moves, Bai Tianxiu was in Miaomiao's eyes, and his movements were no longer clumsy, but rather a kind of clumsy trick.

The little nun quietly turned on the video function. She wanted to record the drill process of this textbook and go back and study it carefully.

In the following time, she was overwhelmed and completely fell into it.

After finishing the 9981 move, it took 243 seconds. Miaomiao couldn't speak and felt that she had seen a generation of sword immortals.

Bai Tianxiu did not have the stiffness of her body at all, but instead became more and more energetic. With the blessing of the hot stream of the sword scripture, her spirit was indescribable.

After he finished the fight for ten seconds, Miaomiao came to his senses and exclaimed: "God, you are too silky!"

Bai Tianxiu scratched her head and smiled: "It's okay, I'm slow to play and it's not very hard."

Miaomiao thoughtful: "Can you only grasp the essence by slowing down the pace?"

Bai Tianxiu said: "Didn't that old monk focus on the Trinity? I also had a sudden idea and tried to perform an action in three seconds. This rhythm is quite suitable for me."

“It makes sense!”

Miaomiao patted her big bald head as if she was enlightened.

She burst into inspiration and started practicing on the spot.

I have to say that the little nun is extremely talented and seems to have a calculator installed in her body. The first time she draws the same thing, she can do one action in three seconds, imitating it vividly.

When she reached the sixty-fourth movement, she suddenly lost her balance in the center of gravity and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!