The crowd in the live broadcast room was excited.
Muzi who was at the scene was no exception. When she saw that Qin Yue'er's sword energy could easily cut off the wooden man stake, her little cherry mouth suddenly opened wide enough to stuff an egg.
There is a lingering surprise in her beautiful eyes.
What did she see?
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Muzi wouldn't have believed it was true.
Someone can use a sword to generate sword energy, and then, from a long distance away, use the sword energy to kill a wooden man as hard as iron.
This sounds as terrifying as Master Yan's inner strength, and it is simply unrealistic.
But in fact, it was a real scene.
Even though Muzi wanted to refute, the facts were before her. She could not find any other way to express her current mood except expressing her current emotions with surprise and shock.
Even if Muzi is like this, some people in the live broadcast room who have become fanatical and obsessed with "martial arts" have even worshiped Qin Yue'er like a god.
After all, the visual impact of flying knives is still not as good as sword energy, something that seems to only exist in fantasy.
What's more, in people's eyes, Feidao can still be regarded as an existence that can be understood.
But biubiubiu's sword energy is different.
As for the gap between the two, perhaps it is that there is a very obvious difference in people's perception of it.
"Huh~"
Qin Yue'er breathed a long sigh of relief, and a shallow smile appeared on her tense cheeks.
It’s done.
She finally broke through to the stage where she had a first glimpse of the door. This not only meant that her previous efforts were not in vain, but also allowed Qin Yue'er to relax and cooperate with Yin to destroy the transnational smuggling group.
Just at this moment, Qin Tian also came to the yard.
When he saw the head of the wooden man pile lying on the ground, he was not surprised. As he was walking on the road, he heard a prompt from the system.
"Good job, Yue'er." Qin Tian gave a thumbs up to Qin Yue'er in the yard.
"Hehehe~" Hearing Qin Tian's voice, Qin Yue'er came back from being immersed in joy and showed her very classic silly smile to Qin Tian.
But soon, she saw Muzi, who was still surprised, standing aside.
"Uh, Sister Mu? When did you come?" Qin Yue'er blinked, not knowing when Mu Zi came to the house, she didn't notice it at all.
"We just arrived." Muzi looked at Qin Yue'er with a complicated expression. She didn't expect that she would see such a shocking scene not long after arriving at Qin Tian's house.
When the legend came into reality, Muzi felt excited.
Before she knew it, what the audience in the live broadcast room said to her during last night's live broadcast suddenly appeared in her mind.
Those who are closer to the water, first come first. It is rare for me to have such close contact with Qin Tian. If I can really become a disciple,
As soon as this thought emerged, Muzi shook his head vigorously and put the thought away.
Not related to each other, she didn't want to cause trouble to Qin Tian, nor did she want Qin Tian to be embarrassed.
Of course, more importantly, she didn't want this "fate" to end here.
Maybe by saying her request, it would be impossible to find an excuse to visit in the future.
Well, let’s talk about it later.
Muzi let out a long sigh of relief.
"Hahaha~ I was so absorbed in my sword practice just now that I didn't notice it." Qin Yue'er said with a smile.
"It's okay, it's best that I didn't disturb you." When Muzi spoke, he looked at Qin Tian: "Professor Qin Tian, does it really not matter if such a scene is seen?"
Muzi said, pointing to the phone.
Of course Qin Tian knew what Muzi meant.
Since he promised Muzi that he could live broadcast, he would not break his promise. What's more, the exercises created by the Solitary Method System can only be made by the people designated by him. Otherwise, other people can follow the steps step by step even if they get the secret book. There is definitely no possibility of success in cultivation.
Qin Tian is not worried at all about the leakage.
As for the discovery of sword energy, Qin Tian has nothing to worry about.
There was his youngest daughter Qin Lan'er's knife-throwing skill. Qin Tian believed that if Qin Yue'er's sword energy was concealed, it could only be concealed for a while, but could not be concealed forever, which was meaningless.
Today is a society ruled by law, and Qin Yue'er has not done anything illegal or disciplined. He is not worried at all that Qin Yue'er will be arrested because of the sword energy.
"What does it matter? From the beginning to the end of Yue'er's sword training, I have no intention of hiding it. This is just a set of sword skills to strengthen the body, not some martial arts secrets as everyone thinks."
"I'm also surprised that Yue'er can practice to such an extent."
Seeing the smile on Qin Tian's cheek, Mu Zi couldn't help but curse inwardly.
Did you really have an accident? You can’t see it at all!
In a cramped rental house.
Tang Du placed his mobile phone on the mobile phone holder, and the picture displayed on the screen was Muzi's live broadcast room.
He was naked to the waist, holding in his hand a long sword that he had spent more than two hundred dollars to buy, and in front of him was a piece of wood that had been chopped by him.
Since that day when he practiced Gongsun Sword Dance with Qin Yue'er, Tang Du's progress was slow compared to Qin Yue'er's rapid progress.
Because the unique sword pile violated mechanics, even after several days of persistence, Tang Du was not able to stand still for five minutes at a stretch.
If it weren't for Qin Lan'er's live broadcast, Qin Yue'er could still be seen persisting for an hour or two every time, and Tang Du would have suspected that this so-called sword pile was just thrown out to tease people. It's a gimmick.
It was precisely because of seeing Qin Yue'er's progress day by day that Tang Du became more and more nervous and anxious.
He obviously practiced with Qin Yue'er, why could Qin Yue'er's progress be astonishing, but he seemed to be standing still, with no possibility of progress at all.
"Danglang~"
Suddenly.
Tang Du, who was holding the long sword in his hand, was stunned. His fingers holding the sword's hilt unconsciously let go. The long sword fell to the ground, but he didn't notice it.
A pair of eyes stared closely at Qin Yue'er in the mobile phone live broadcast room.
In the picture, Qin Yue'er slashed out with a sword.
The vague sword energy shot out from the tip of the sword, like the wind passing by without leaving a trace, gently swinging past the wooden dummy.
Immediately, he saw the head of the wooden dummy raised high and landed on the ground.
The sound of wood hitting the ground seemed to be intertwined with Tang Du's fallen sword at this moment.
"Why! Why? Why? Why on earth!!!" Tang Du's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief on his face.
(End of chapter)
