Dean Li chatted for half an hour, and Shi Xiaohan was distracted for half an hour.
Her thoughts drifted out of the window unknowingly to the canteen not far away, and she began to think about the eternal problem of "what to eat for lunch today".
When Dean Li finally said, "That's all I want to say," Shi Xiaohan finally came to his senses.
Seeing that the other students next to her were clapping, she was stunned for a second, and then she also clapped her hands.
As a swordsman, Shi Xiaohan naturally chose to major in swordsmanship after coming to the academy.
When she was a child, she practiced martial arts under the guidance of her father. Later, when she became an official in the Exorcism Department of Yishui County, she basically taught herself by following the secret books in her courtyard.
Over the years, she threw away many pairs of worn-out embroidered shoes; she also left countless knife marks on the trunk of the thick sycamore tree at home.
All in all, he is alone.
Now that she came to the academy and had to learn swordsmanship with more than ten peers, she felt quite uncomfortable.
There was always an invisible pressure lingering in her heart, and she couldn't help but glance at the other people around her from the corner of her eyes, secretly competing with them.
The one who taught them the swordsmanship was a thin, one-armed old man with disheveled gray hair and a beard. He was wearing a linen shirt full of patches. His body exuded a sour smell from not bathing for a long time.
He doesn't look like a teacher from Longmen Academy, but like a beggar on the street carrying a broken bowl begging for food.
Of course, if an ordinary person is slovenly, others will think that he has poor hygiene and poor living habits; but if an expert is slovenly, others will only think that he has personality.
In addition, this sloppy old man also wore a pink silk flower on his lapel, which gave people an even more ridiculous feeling.
But no one here dared to laugh.
Although the old man did not introduce himself, many students present did not know his name or where he came from.
But those who can teach at Longmen Academy are definitely not ordinary people.
Therefore, the students were focused and respectful in front of him, and they did not dare to neglect him at all.
"You all pull out your weapons and use your best moves to chop me." As soon as the one-armed old man entered the room, he squinted his eyes and looked around the students present, yawned and said lazily. , "I want to take a closer look to see if this freshmen class will be worse than the last one."
A short, fat boy stepped forward cautiously.
Every time he took a step forward, a ray of light lit up on his body - magical powers and magic weapons were all activated at this moment, releasing majestic energy.
When he walked in front of the one-armed old man, a black turtle shadow appeared behind him. The shadow was so majestic that it was like a rolling tsunami, causing the students present to take a step back.
"It turns out to be the 'Xuanwu Sword Technique'!"
"I didn't expect that the young master of General Wu's family has already practiced his family's secret skills to such an extent!"
"..."
Some students were talking quietly next to them.
After hearing their words, Shi Xiaohan pursed his lips into a line.
Longmen Academy is indeed a gathering place for the children of powerful people and talented monks.
Everything she was once proud of, whether it was talent, swordsmanship, family background, or wealth, were commonplace here.
However, after seeing Mr. Wu's astonishing blow, the one-armed old man showed a look of disappointment and shook his head slightly.
At the same time, he waved his right hand.
A broken broom placed in the corner of the house suddenly flew into his hand.
He held the broom in front of him.
From a distance, the one-armed old man was as skinny as a straw, and the huge black turtle seemed to be able to crush him to death with just one kick.
But the moment he held the broom, the black turtle suddenly braked and stopped in place, as if he had seen a natural enemy.
Then, it turned into countless light fragments and disappeared.
Mr. Wu, on the other hand, staggered back several steps and almost fell to the ground.
The sword he held in his hand also fell to the ground with a clang.
He kept rubbing his hands and felt pain from the tiger's mouth.
"Your sword skills are too impetuous," I heard the one-armed old man frowning and commenting, "You haven't even laid a solid foundation, and your posture when holding the sword is wrong, so you are tossing around with some flashy things. You are obviously a bigot." Men, however, like to do sex work like street actors..."
In a very sharp tone, the old man pointed out a series of problems in Mr. Wu's swordsmanship without mercy.
Mr. Wu lowered his head, looking extremely depressed.
He felt very good about his performance just now, but he didn't expect that this one-armed old man would still find dozens of faults.
Then, the old man waved his hand and said in a cold tone: "Next!"
Mr. Wu returned to the team with a gloomy face, covered his mouth with his hands, and whispered to his companions: "This old man is really... I know he is very strong, at least a master in the fifth or sixth realm, but Does he need to bully us like this..."
"I only used the true essence at the peak level of the second realm."
Although Mr. Wu kept his voice very low, the old man still clearly heard his private complaints and responded calmly.
Mr. Wu stopped talking.
As a monk who had just entered the third realm, when he was swinging the sword just now, he used all his magical powers, magic weapons and family secrets, but was stopped by the old man with his true energy at the peak level of the second realm.
It can be seen how terrifying the knife intention hidden in the old man's broom is.
After that, the students came to the old man one after another and displayed their most proud sword skills.
While lining up, they all had a lucky mentality, hoping that they would be the lucky ones recognized by the old man, and take this opportunity to receive the envious and admiring eyes of their classmates.
But the old man's attitude remained the same.
Whether it was a noble prince with a distinguished family background or a talented swordsman with high hopes, he used sharp words to criticize them and reduced them to almost nothing.
"Do any of you know the origin of this old man?" Someone asked quietly to his companions, "I never remember that there is such a master of swordsmanship in Longmen Academy... It seems that he was not the one who taught swordsmanship in the past few months. …”
Longmen Academy never lacks students with backgrounds.
Someone quickly responded: "If I guessed correctly, he should be Hu Yun, known as the 'Invincible Sword God'. He was a disciple of the Sword Pavilion in Shu a long time ago, but he left because of some disputes with the sword pavilion. He joined the sect and gave up swordsmanship. About ten years ago, he came to Longmen Academy and became a guest teacher. However, he did not teach any students. Instead, he went into seclusion in the academy to break through the realm, so you don’t know him. It's normal.
"It's just that I didn't expect that he would be released from prison now..."
Shi Xiaohan kept the name "Hu Yun" in his mind and planned to ask Gu Xu if he knew this person.
About half an hour later, it was finally Shi Xiaohan's turn to use his sword skills.
Because the people in front of her were scolded in disgrace, when Xiaohan walked up to the old man, her heart was pounding nervously.
"Great God, please protect me from being criticized too badly..." she prayed silently.
At the same time, she pulled out the "Kunwu Sword" from the sheath on her back, activated the "Taotie Seal", used her best "Overlord Sword Technique", jumped up, and struck hard at the one-armed old man. .
The heavy sword glowed with a crimson glow, as if stained with a layer of blood.
Taotie's shadow appeared on the blade and let out an angry roar.
The old man frowned slightly and took a step back.
However, he still easily blocked Shi Xiaohan's menacing knife with the broom held across his chest.
Shi Xiaohan's body suddenly froze and fell back to the ground from mid-air.
The Taotie, who was showing his teeth and claws, instantly turned into a sick cat.
"The strength is good," the old man looked at Shi Xiaohan and commented calmly, "She has that domineering spirit, but the details are really bad. She is obviously a little girl, how can she compete with those big men when playing with knives? Are we equally informal?"
Next, the old man pointed out Shi Xiaohan's "flaws in jumping movements", "deviation in the direction of swinging the sword", "wasting of real energy", "wrong timing of releasing magical powers" and other problems with Shi Xiaohan in an extremely critical manner. .
Shi Xiaohan listened carefully and nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice.
Although she looks submissive at the moment.
But everyone present looked at her with surprised eyes, obviously not expecting the one-armed old man to say "not bad" to her.
With this old man's critical eye, this is a very high praise.
"Does any of you know who this girl is?" A student whispered from the side.
"I saw her perform in the Lantern Festival Arena. I heard from others that she is a monk from the Exorcism Department of Qingzhou Prefecture."
"Qingzhou Prefecture... I seem to have heard that the newly arrived Gu Jiaoxi is also from Qingzhou. Qingzhou Prefecture has been full of talents recently!"
"Perhaps this is God's compensation for that troubled place!"
"..."
…………
After the old man finished commenting on each student's sword skills, the academy bell rang leisurely, announcing the end of the morning class.
The students walked out of the house one after another and prepared to go to the dining hall.
Shi Xiaohan is naturally the most active one in eating.
When the bell rang, she ran to the front of the crowd, holding the student token tightly in her hands, sweating.
However, the one-armed old man suddenly stopped her: "Wait a minute."
Shi Xiaohan stopped and turned around, looking a little confused.
The old man continued: "Little girl, have you ever noticed that your strength is much stronger than others since you were a child?"
Shi Xiaohan pondered for a moment and nodded.
Her father said more than once that she had "brute strength."
Gu Xu also said to her many times, "My heroine, please be gentle."
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