Dragging his heavy eyelids, the fat man slowly walked on the way home. He stayed up all night last night, but his mother pulled him out of the quilt early this morning. Now he is almost unable to open his eyes. When he got home, he lay on the comfortable bed again, slowly exhaled, and put on his helmet...

When he entered the game, the fat man rushed to the martial arts arena. He could no longer wait for some new understanding of swordsmanship...

The sword is a powerful, heroic and swaying like a tiger, and has always been the favorite of ancient soldiers and knights. There are naturally many types of sword techniques passed down, either mainly strong or light, and are all intended to maximize the advantages of the "sword".

After a night of hard work, the fat man had a new understanding of the knife and sword technique. He waved his hand and produced two sword flowers. According to his memory of the day, he used the moves recorded in the five sword scores one after another. Although the fat man's sword technique was slightly successful before, he still seemed very awkward to use this knife this time, and after one go, he just looked the same.

Nothing can be done overnight, and it is even more so when practicing sword skills. The fat man barely looked like this for the first time, and he was not discouraged. He picked up the knife and danced it again and again, constantly pondering the knife intention contained in it.

Time passed, and more than five hours had passed without realizing it. The fat man took turns to practice all the five sword techniques more than thirty times. Although he had not reached the level of integration and integration, he had to be much more skillful.

After practicing to this level, the fat man thought it would be fine. These sword techniques were originally very rough, and he did not intend to do too much training in these sword techniques at the beginning. What he needed was more refined sword techniques, and these were just the cornerstones of the building.

Standing with the knife in his arms, the fat man slowly closed his eyes and began to constantly pull out these sword techniques, because the sword techniques he created before were trying to integrate them. This is not an easy thing. Although the fat man had already realized a lot and had a preliminary structure before, can those sword techniques that have been passed down over hundreds of years be so easy to change?

I don’t know how long it took to stop this station. In a dark and vague consciousness, the fat man waved his long sword and drew cold trajectories. He shone the silver sea and rolled the jade wheel. The sound shocked the White Emperor, the light lost its youth. The murderous aura surged into Youshuo, and the cold light cried ghosts and gods.

At this time, the fat man's mind was gone, and he had no more heaven and earth. He turned into a knife in his void. He slashed out twelve sword lights in his breath. Until the thirteenth sword, he suddenly felt a dizzy turn and immediately woke up. He felt a little bored in his chest and his spirit was extremely depressed. He could no longer hold on to the ground, and fell to the ground with a "thump" sound and fell to the ground and fell asleep directly.

The eyes slowly opened a gap, and the fat man got up from the ground in a dizzy state, shaking his head, which was still a little painful: "Why did you faint again? What's going on! Oh! Oops..."

The fat man suddenly remembered that before he fainted, he seemed to have realized a few sword techniques. After this fainting, I wonder how much more can he remember this sword technique?

"Wow" picks up the dragon teeth that fell on the ground, and tries to recall the last memory in my mind. The Buddha's wrists are covered with ice flowers, and Wu Yu waves his purple sleeves, Xiao Sa cuts the universe! A series of twelve swords are storming out quickly, like the rushing Yellow River, and like the breeze swaying, endless!

The fat man stood up again and recalled these twelve sword techniques again. It is not difficult to find that it contains the shadow of the seven swords he had secretly learned before, and there were actually some exquisite axe techniques of fireworks hidden in it...

"Ah! Why has it been so long?" Putting away the knife, the fat man was about to practice his bodywork. At this time, he was immediately startled. It had been 20 hours since he entered the training ground... It was still before that the fat man chose to pay in time, otherwise he would have been "thrown" by the system while he was meditating on the knife!

After leaving the training ground, the fat man realized that his hunger relief was already a big red letter, and he almost lost his energy when he walked! He quickly found a hotel around him, ordered a lot of food, and started contacting Chu Jie. For more than 20 hours, his communicator was almost blown up by her and Feng Tianjiao!

"Eat slowly, why do you seem to have not eaten for a long time? Give it some water!" Chu Jie's eyes showed a gentle look at the fat man, just like a virtuous wife looking at her favorite husband!

The fat man randomly stuffed his last bite into his mouth and directly transferred 500,000 gold coins to Chu Jie's account: "I made a sum of money two days ago, so I'll pay it back to you first! I will find a way to do the rest!"

Chu Jie just glanced lightly and smiled, "Oh! Another 500,000? Is our No. 1 knight making money not slow at all?"

The fat man smiled "hehe" and no longer had any resistance in his heart to the title of "No. 1 Knight". He exhaled and said, "Sister, do you have time later?"

Chu Jie laughed and said, "Yes! Why do you want to ask me for an appointment?"

The fat man said with a serious expression: "Sister, let's have a fight with me!"

Yun Zhuifeng, who won the seventh place, and the eighth place, it is indeed the next one, Chu Jie, who is ranked sixth!

Hearing this, Chu Jie was stunned for 5 seconds before she came to her senses and smiled and said, "What's wrong with today? Our number one knight is really the best in the world?"

The fat man did not answer this question, but just looked at Chu Jie earnestly: "Sister, you must do your best to fight me!"

The smile on Chu Jie's face slowly began to contain her. As she was looking at the fat man's resolute eyes, a more beautiful smile suddenly appeared, and she said, "You have changed!"

The fat man was stunned, looked at himself from side to side, and said in confusion: "No! Why didn't I feel it! I'm fat again?"

"Puchi!" Chu Jie couldn't help laughing: "No, I'm talking about an invisible change. I think you seem to have grown up! No matter what you are going to do? Challenge the world's number one, and my sister supports you! Let's go to the martial arts arena now, so that I can see the best knight in the world! Haha!"
Chapter completed!