Su Li's body was really weak. There was no time count here. Su Li could not tell how long the time had passed. She only knew that she was sweating profusely, and her arms raised were shaking harder and worse.

But now is not the time to be spoiled. If she can't pass this level, how can she practice martial arts?

Su Li gritted her teeth and endured it, sweat dripped from her eyebrows, blurring her gaze.

As the sweat increased, Su Li's chest, armpits, and back were wet.

Although martial arts people do not value rules as much as ordinary people, basic etiquette must be observed.

After the eldest brother Song Wei discovered it, he said to Lu Jichuan and others beside him: "Let's go first, the fourth junior sister stays here and waits for the junior sister to receive him."

Lu Jichuan, Xue Yang, and Liu Chaofeng had no objection, and Xiao Wan was willing to stay and take care of her junior sister.

The woman who was trained to be a furnace body was extremely plump, her chest was tall and her waist was as slender as a willow. When Su Li's clothes on her chest were wet and fitted with sweat, even the sword mad Liao Yunting felt that she shouldn't have seen too much. So he turned around and asked Xiao Wan: "Why are they leaving?"

Xiao Wan replied: "Uncle Master, senior brother and others are hungry, so they go to Yisutang first."

Of course, she couldn't say that the senior brothers were afraid that the junior sister would be too embarrassed and spontaneously avoided it.

Liao Yunting nodded, naturally maintaining this standing posture, only Yu Guang could see Su Li holding his sword.

Su Li suspected that she was going to have heatstroke, and she was too heavy to see everything she saw.

She was extremely tired and shouted to strike. Just when Su Li was so painful that she wanted to give up, the situation suddenly appeared in front of her eyes that Hehuan was imprisoned by Xue Yang in a cave. At first, Hehuan cultivated her internal strength for the sake of her master's wife's life, but she had to be repaired by Xue Yang. Later, Hehuan took poison and had to cultivate her internal strength. Life was worse than death. At that time, Hehuan hated Xue Yang to the core. She hoped that she could practice martial arts openly and to take revenge with her sword when she practiced her martial arts higher than Xue Yang.

But Hehuan has no chance.

Su Li has you, and for the sake of Hehuan, Su Li must also stick to it!

Tears rolled down from the middle of the long eyelashes. Su Li opened her eyes and her lips were bitten by her. The bright red blood beads merged with sweat and flowed to her chin.

Xiao Wan actually shed tears.

She walked to the competition stage and pleaded with her head to Liao Yunting in a black robe: "Uncle Master, I can testify that the junior sister really wants to learn martial arts, but she is weak, so she should go step by step. Let's get to this day?"

Liao Yunting stood sideways. He could see Su Li holding the sword, but he could not see the blood flowing from the corner of Su Li's mouth.

"There is a quarter of an hour left." Liao Yunting said lightly.

Xiao Wan looked at the shaky junior sister, and the first time she was annoyed that her uncle was too strict.

For Su Li, the remaining quarter of the hour was completely numb. Apart from trying her best to prevent the sword in her hand from falling, she could not see anyone or hear any sound.

Just as her body finally reached its limit, her arms drooped weakly, and the man fell down with the wooden sword, Liao Yunting announced in a calm tone that the time was up.

With a "bang", Su Li fell to the ground.

Liao Yunting moved her fingers, but thinking of her special physique, Liao Yunting did not go there.

Xiao Wan ran to Su Li as fast as possible and helped her younger sister up with her pale lips but blood on her chin.

Only then did Liao Yunting discover the blood on the corner of Su Li's mouth, and his sword eyebrows flipped slightly.

"Uncle Master, you're too much this time. My junior sister doesn't want to be so delicate, but she was raped by Feng Wushuang to Hehuan Sect since she was a child. Does she have any choice?" Xiao Wan glared at Liao Yunting with bright eyes and felt very distressed for her junior sister.

Liao Yunting was silent for a moment and ordered: "Send her back to her room first. When she is well raised, let her go to Feiquan Pavilion to find me and I will make up for her class today."

After saying that, Liao Yunting took the lead.

Xiao Wan felt a little more comfortable after the hard work of the junior sister was not in vain.

She is a martial arts practitioner, and it’s no problem to carry Su Li back to her room. After she finishes her work, she will invite her mother Ye Qinglan to see what her junior sister is doing.

Su Li has woken up, which is a symptom of heatstroke. His arms have swollen. Ye Qinglan personally applied a cool ointment to her and told Su Li to apply it again before going to bed at night. The symptoms of swelling tomorrow will be relieved.

"Thank you, my wife, senior sister, it's useless for me, I'm causing you trouble." Su Li said in a hoarse voice.

Ye Qinglan smiled gently and held her soft little hand and said, "Silly child, you are so firm in your heart. It's too late for your master's wife to be proud. How could you feel troublesome? Don't worry, your uncle Liao has already agreed to teach you swordsmanship. After you get well in two days, you will go to Feiquan Pavilion to find him. You can learn the first swordsmanship first. When your master's wife finds you a good Taoist couple that you like and have a reliable character, you can learn internal skills in the future."

Su Li smiled bitterly.

Xiao Wan frowned and asked, "Mom, can't you get your junior sister back to normal physical condition?"

Ye Qinglan shook his head and sighed: "The saints in Luzhou are helpless. If your junior sister wants to continue in martial arts, she can only find a Taoist couple to practice both."

Seeing that Xiao Wan was even more disappointed than her, Su Li smiled and said, "Senior Sister, don't worry. If I'm stupid, I can't even learn the first set of swordsmanship, I don't have to worry about those."

Xiao Wan sat down beside her bed and promised: "Don't worry, junior sister, if you really can't learn martial arts, senior sister will protect you."

Su Li knew she was sincere and nodded with a smile.

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Su Li rested for two days and her arms no longer felt sore. She accompanied Xiao Wan to Feiquan Pavilion where Liao Yunting lives.

There is a waterfall in the back mountain of Tianji Sect. As the name suggests, Feiquan Pavilion is located near Feiquan Pavilion. Standing in the yard of Feiquan Pavilion, through the gaps between the branches of the trees, you can see the snow-white waterfall tilting down, and the sound of water is even more clearly audible.

Xiao Wan had something else to do, so she sent Su Li to the wooden door of Feiquan Pavilion and left.

The person who opened the door was a gray-haired old man, probably the servant who cleaned up the courtyard for Liao Yunting.

The old servant asked Su Li to wait in the yard.

Su Li didn't wait long before Liao Yunting came out, still wearing black clothes and carrying a long sword.

After the old servant retreated, Liao Yunting stood opposite Su Li and asked expressionlessly: "Do you still remember how to hold the sword?"

Su Li picked up a peach wood sword weighing pound according to the training of Taohua's martial arts fighting scenes.

Liao Yunting frowned.

Su Li knew that her sword-holding posture was wrong.

Sure enough, Liao Yunting came over and corrected Su Li's posture in pure language. In the next half day, Liao Yunting did not teach Su Li's sword skills, but taught her a series of basic skills in using swords. However, this time Liao Yunting adopted a combination of work and rest, which did not make Su Li tired again.

Even so, Su Li also sweated all over her body, with a few strands of black hair pressing against her flushed cheeks, her eyes were as charming as if she was panting with red lips, and she looked like she was loved by a man.

Liao Yunting looked away and ordered, "You can leave. I will check your sword usage in a month."

Su Li was doing physical work this morning, and her body was extremely delicate. Now she was so hungry that she was so hungry that she could not have the strength to walk back?

She fell to the ground, covered her stomach and complained to Liao Yunting: "Uncle Master, I'm so hungry and can't walk anymore."

Liao Yunting's mouth twitched. If he had no backbone, he had never heard anyone say anything except his young fifth disciple Liu Chaofeng.

But Liao Yunting could also see that she was really not able to do it.

Except for the day when class is needed at the end of each month, Liao Yunting always eats alone in Feiquan Pavilion and does not go to Yisutang.

There is a mountain road from Feiquan Pavilion to Yisutang. Liao Yunting himself would walk for a quarter of an hour at a normal speed. Su Li was so weak that she couldn't even climb back.

"Let's go after eating." Liao Yunting said coldly, and after saying that, he took the lead in the hall.

Su Li breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the uncle was just cold in his face and his heart was not so cold that it was unkind.

The old servant in gray clothes brought Su Li a basin of water. Su Li put a wet wipe on his hands, face and neck, washed the towel clean, and spontaneously dried it into the yard. Then he walked into the hall with the admiring gaze of the old servant in gray clothes.

The lunch was already set, a plate of beef with sauce, a plate of fried peanuts, a pot of wine, and two large sea bowls containing two steamed buns respectively.

The diet of martial arts people is indeed not as particular as that of the powerful family.

Liao Yunting had already sat down and was about to pour wine for himself.

When Su Li saw this, she said diligently: "Do you, please serve the uncle?"

Liao Yunting looked at her coldly, grabbed the wine pot and said, "No need, you eat yours."

Su Lixian failed to be attentive. Knowing that Liao Yunting didn't like this, she stopped working hard. She sat opposite Liao Yunting, grabbed a steamed bun with her left hand and took a big bite. While chewing, she took the chopsticks in her right hand to pick up the beef.

Her eating habits were very bold, and Liao Yunting drank a meal.

Noting his gaze, Su Li swallowed the steamed buns in three liang and said embarrassedly: "I'm so hungry, I'm making my uncle laugh."

Liao Yunting said: "A martial arts practitioner is not careful, you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, he continued to pour and drink.

Su Li was really casual. Feng Juan Canyun quickly killed two steamed buns. She restrained the beef sauce on the plate and only picked up half of her side, not moving a piece of it. However, she was reluctant to let go of the chopsticks and the drooling eyes she glanced at the beef, all told Liao Yunting that he had prepared less lunch for his disciples.

As a master uncle, how can you get hungry for disciples of the sect?

Liao Yunting pushed his bowl to Su Li, stood up and said, "I have something to do. If you can eat it, eat all of these."

Su Li said modestly: "Uncle Master, please eat a steamed bun, I'll eat one more."

Liao Yunting did not stop and walked out of Feiquan Pavilion.

Since he was willing to do it, Su Li continued to kill a steamed bun and half a plate of beef. The steamed bun made people thirsty. Su Li grabbed Liao Yunting's wine pot and shook it. He found that there was still half a pot of wine inside. Su Li poured some into his bowl and picked it up and drank it down.

After drinking and eating, Su Li thanked the old servant in gray who came in to clean up the dining table and walked out with her peach wood sword on her back.

Before he stepped out of the Feiquan Pavilion, Su Li's legs became weak and she fell to the ground without warning.

When the old servant in gray was seen, he ran over in panic. Seeing Su Li's eyes open and his face turned red, the old servant in gray was surprised and said, "What's wrong with you, girl?"

Su Li was also confused. If it weren't for the sword snails shown by the Lingzhu, Su Li would have doubted whether Liao Yunting had put something in her meal.

"I, I don't know." Su Li said weakly. She wanted to stand up but she couldn't succeed.

Seeing this, the old servant in gray squatted down to help Su Li.

"Don't touch her."

A cold voice suddenly came from outside the door. Su Li looked at him and saw Liao Yunting coming back at some point. She stood opposite her with a murderous aura, staring at her with a frown.

Su Li felt wronged: "Uncle Master, what's wrong with me?"

Liao Yunting said coldly: "You dare to secretly drink my wine. What kind of physique are you? You don't know?"

Su Li:...
Chapter completed!