Since 8:00 to 10:40 is the first practical class in the first class where Qin Yuan is, Qin Yuan arrived at Room 101, the North Martial Arts Building at 6:30 in the morning.

As the saying goes, it is said that getting up late will ruin the morning, and getting up early will ruin the whole day.

Qin Yuan felt that his entire soul was not in his body, as if floating above his head.

"It's so early, I don't know if Professor Yan Mozhi is here?"

Although Professor Yan Mozhi said that he would come here to find him two days later, he did not say the time, and Qin Yuan didn't know if he would come too early.

Knocked gently on the door.

"Enter."

It is Professor Yan Mozhi's voice.

When he opened the door, there was a martial arts classroom of about 200 square meters. Qin Yuan saw that it was not only Professor Yan Mozhi, but also two other people standing inside. One did not recognize him, and the other was Lian Tianjiao.

Qin Yuan was slightly surprised: Even the genius has arrived!?

Especially, seeing Lian Tianjiao sweating profusely, he seemed to have been practicing here for a long time.

The man next to Tianjiao came when he saw Qin Yuan's dot and frowned, "Xinsheng? Are you also a newly accepted student by Professor Yan? Why did this dot come?"

What does it mean?

Did I say I was late?

It's still late at 6:30?

Qin Yuan's face showed a hint of confusion.

The man frowned and said, "Have you ever heard the story of Ji Xingwu? We martial artists should be diligent. Look at your classmates, they come here at 3 o'clock in the morning. You actually arrived at 6:30. How can you sleep like your age?"

Qin Yuan was ashamed of the man's words and couldn't even raise his head.

At this time, Professor Yan Mozhi spoke: "It's not a big deal to come late. Young people, it's good for their health."

"Just...uh?" As assistant coach Cao Yingxin was slightly stunned. He looked at Yan Mozhi with some confusion: Professor, don't you hate students' laziness the most and don't work hard when they get up late? What's the situation today?

But Yan Mozhi did not look at the assistant teacher. He stared at Qin Yuan, his eyes full of peace: "I heard that you beat a student of the new martial arts at Yujing Martial Arts University yesterday?"

Qin Yuan nodded slightly.

"Are you using a sword?" Yan Mozhi asked.

Qin Yuan hesitated for a moment. Although Yan Mozhi was his mentor and he looked pretty good, he had just met again after all, so he should not expose the existence of the Nameless Sword.

Seeing Qin Yuan nodding, Yan Mozhi pulled out a sword from him and threw it to Qin Yuan: "Come on, let me see your swordsmanship."

Qin Yuan asked, "Is it the sword technique I used yesterday?"

"Everything is OK." Yan Mozhi said with a smile.

When Qin Yuan heard this, he took the sword and started dancing with one stern glance.

Yan Mozhi looked at it, his eyes gradually shining.

Cao Yingxin, who was standing beside him, was stunned. Then, when he saw Qin Yuan dancing with his sword, the faint trace of sword intent, he couldn't help but take a breath.

"Sword Intent? He actually mastered the sword Intent?

this……

He is really a freshman?"

Cao Yingxin couldn't believe it.

Lian Tianjiao said proudly: "Yes, he is the well-deserved first among our freshmen in this class. He is the top scorer in the national college entrance examination. So far, the only full score in the college entrance examination is the freshman who won the gatekeeper of Yujing Wudao University yesterday, and also my Lian Tianjiao's senior brother!"

Cao Yingxin was surprised: "He is that Qin Yuan?"

Lian Tianjiao nodded proudly.

Cao Yingxin understood and sighed: "No wonder the professor is so tolerant of him."

Suddenly seeing Lian Tianjiao stopping the movement in his hand and looking at Qin Yuan dancing with swords, Cao Yingxin glanced at Lian Tianjiao and said coldly: "Continue to swing your sword."

Lian Tianjiao said aggrievedly: "Can't you be more tolerant of me?"

Cao Yingxin said lightly: "If you have Qin Yuan's ability, I can be more tolerant of you."

Lian Tianjiao: "..."

Qin Yuan showed Bixiao's second style of the Shenxiao sword technique, and then respectfully handed the sword back to Yan Mozhi.

"Okay! OK!" Yan Mozhi called OK twice at first, but suddenly he shook his head again and said, "What a pity."

Just when Qin Yuan thought he was not good enough, Yan Mozhi said with regret: "You have such a talent for swordsmanship, but unfortunately, I am the best at swordsmanship, I am afraid I can't give you guidance on swordsmanship."

As soon as he heard this, Qin Yuan thought that he could only chop with the sharp and nameless sword, and immediately said, "Professor, I want to learn sword!"

Yan Mozhi showed an unexpected look on his face, as if he was surprised, but hesitant: "You have such a high talent in swordsmanship. If you practice swordsmanship again, wouldn't it be a waste of your talent in swordsmanship?"

While Qin Yuan was thinking about how to persuade Yan Mozhi, Yan Mozhi said: "Cao Yingxin, accompany Qin Yuan to swing two swords."

Cao Yingxin immediately trotted forward and handed Qin Yuan a wooden knife.

"Class Qin Yuan, be careful." After Cao Yingxin finished speaking, he held the wooden knife and slashed at Qin Yuan.

Qin Yuan lifted up the wooden knife and blocked it.

Down!

Down!

In the martial arts classroom, the sound of wooden knives colliding with each other constantly sounded.

Cao Yingxin was also a little surprised to see that Qin Yuan had taken all his attacks.

Afterwards, Cao Yingxin gradually became serious. He didn't believe that Qin Yuan's swordsmanship was so great. Could it be that he had outstanding achievements in the sword art?

Cao Yingxin's sword became faster and faster, and the chopping force became more and more fierce.

Cao Yingxin's set of actions was carefully designed by Yan Mozhi, specifically looking at a person's talent in the sword art.

Generally speaking, those who are not good at using swords can gradually fail to keep up with the rhythm of Cao Yingxin's violent slashing. It is only a matter of time before they lose.

At the beginning, Qin Yuan was indeed a little unable to keep up with the rhythm, and was led by Cao Yingxin, and even fell into a disadvantage.

However, after a few more moves, Qin Yuan had obtained countless "Sword 1" from the imagination engine before, and it seemed that he gradually integrated it and was completely digested by Qin Yuan. With Qin Yuan's martial arts talent that ordinary people cannot imagine now, he even made progress in his understanding of swords.

Down!

Another sound of a wooden knife hitting, but this time, Qin Yuan suddenly grabbed the flaws of Cao Yingxin's rhythm, and instead suppressed and interrupted Cao Yingxin's rhythm.

Cao Yingxin was slightly stunned: According to the previous script, at this time, shouldn’t this kid be beaten passively in his own rhythm? Why did he suddenly resist?

Seeing that Qin Yuan took the initiative to shoot another sword, he seemed to want to defeat him.

Cao Yingxin couldn't help laughing in his heart: I admit that you are a good kid in swordsmanship, but I, Cao Yingxin, have been practicing swords for 21 years. Now we are all holding swords. Could it be that I can still let you win me? Okay, let me end your fantasy!

Thinking of this, Cao Yingxin held the knife in both hands, and the wooden knife in his hand suddenly drew a strange arc in the air.

As expected, Cao Yingxin felt that his attack would knock the wooden knife in Qin Yuan's hand away, and then the wooden knife in his hand would stop half an inch in front of Qin Yuan's throat!

Bang!

Two wooden swords collided violently, and one wooden sword flew up.

Another wooden sword was only half an inch away from the opponent's throat.

The plot is exactly the same as Cao Yingxin thought, but the characters have been changed.
Chapter completed!