Bailang used up three hours before he came out of the big room. The guard outside the door had sharp eyes. After confirming that he had not copied or included anything, he returned the white sign to him. He took the sign and went to the front to wait on him. Only when he is a disciple can he get his waist card back.
From beginning to end, no one thought there was anything wrong with Bailang's behavior during the past three hours.
It was already evening when I got home. The younger brother and sister had already finished their meal, and left a thigh of the remaining half of yesterday's roast goose for Bai Lang.
After finishing the dinner left for him with a smile, Bailang pushed open the back room, looked at his younger brothers and sisters who had fallen asleep, and then went out again. He went straight from the east city to the outside of the city and came to the woods where he had not been for several days.
There were too many things to do before, so I was a little slack in the practice of Bailang Sword Technique. No matter what, he had to come to the activity today, not to mention the new methods of the two green characters today really made Bailang feel itchy. Even though the attribute panel transitioned naturally in his memory, he still wanted to use it for real.
But Bai Lang still didn't know that he was being hung up by two figures from a distance when he came out of home. These two people were far away from Bailang, and they didn't know what means they used to avoid losing them. And completely avoided Bailang's detection.
"Sir, I always feel that Bailang looks a little different today than in the past."
"Well, it should be after he came out of the knife shop, right?"
"Yes! There is an indescribable feeling, as if this kid has suddenly become a little bit more vigilant. But he is just an eighth-grade warrior, how can he feel like this? Sir, are you the same?"
"Well, I don't feel as strong as you do, but I also clearly feel that Bai Lang is different from before. And you and I have been following him these days. Although his changes are silent, they are also extremely amazing. If there is another new Even if there is no direct evidence, we have enough conditions to report it. This white wave is the key to your escape this time.
Hehe, I saved his life before, but unexpectedly, I saved myself. "
The two of them whispered to each other while following Bailang out of the city, and their words were not meant in good faith. Upon closer inspection, it was Li Jiang, the blood guard captain from the state capital who once saved Bailang's life, and his deputy captain.
The two followed Bailang out of the city and finally jumped onto the treetops. They watched from a distance as Bailang found a relatively open place in the woods. After making a slight adjustment, they took out the short knife from his waist and started to move.
He came out to practice again. Even from Li Jiang's perspective, Bai Lang was indeed diligent enough.
"Is this kid preparing to practice the new skills he learned in the sword studio today? Tsk tsk, what can Yao Daozi get in the sword studio? Unless someone reminds him, Yao Daozi will be nothing more than cannon fodder after all."
"Eh? Sir, look, is Bai Lang using the same sword technique as before? It doesn't look like it to me!" The deputy chief carefully recorded Bai Lang's every move today, all in a small notebook. Suddenly he frowned, and after staring for a while, he immediately discovered that the sword technique Bai Lang used tonight was slightly different from before. And as Bailang's sword techniques continue to change, these differences gradually increase, and the feeling of the entire sword technique has changed dramatically.
Li Jiang's brows sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed.
"This Bailang may be more complicated than we thought. His current sword technique seems to be derived from "Ten Styles of the Tiger Sword" and an inferior portable sword technique that I have forgotten the name of. But together they have produced such an astonishing Changes. He may not be proficient yet, but in terms of power alone, it has far exceeded the "Ten Tiger Sword Styles" he used before."
"Ah? Sir, you don't think that this kid's sword technique was done by himself, do you?"
"Why is it impossible? Since we guess that Bailang got and directly drilled and practiced the clay figurines, this is beyond common sense. If you continue to think about this, you will also think that Bailang's own fusion sword technique is not enough. Is it possible? Think about it, it is rumored that the clay figurine is a mysterious method that can greatly stimulate the potential of warriors.
And in the face of potential, everything is possible! "
"This..." After hearing what Li Jiang said, the deputy chief's eyes lit up and he no longer insisted on his previous opinion. After all, just as Li Jiang said. They are no longer speculating about Bailang according to common sense, so they should be consistent.
Then Li Jiang added: "Actually, whether it is as we guessed or not, at least it is certain that Bailang is not ordinary. The more magical he is, the more beneficial he is to us. Let's see again later, and you will explain what we discovered today according to the I’ll write down what I just thought. In this way, this report will have enough weight. I believe the two commanders will take it seriously. When the two commanders come forward to get people, there will be no obstacles in Yongchuan City."
"I understand, sir."
After the two exchanged their thoughts, they stopped talking. They used the moonlight to look at the white waves under the woods from a distance, like a leaping and biting tiger. Even from a distance, they could still feel the sharpness and ferocity of the sword technique. It's completely dangerous and a close-quarters fight. Even a third-level warrior like Li Jiang couldn't help but frown slightly, knowing in his heart that warriors of the same level would break into a cold sweat if they encountered Bailang's style of play at this time.
But just as Bailang was unaware of Li Jiang's following and snooping in the distance, Li Jiang also didn't know that at this moment they were also being watched by a pair of phoenix eyes, and the distance between them and Bailang was far greater than the distance between them and Bailang. Much closer.
"Huh?" Li Jiang seemed to feel something was wrong behind his back, always feeling a bit chilly. So I looked back, but in the dark night, the woods under the moonlight and the treetops were all silent, and even the birdsong was almost gone.
"Is it Ye Feng?" Li Jiang muttered in his heart and stopped paying attention.
If Bai Lang were here at this time, he would see a woman in a white dress holding an umbrella hovering in the air, standing gracefully less than a foot behind Li Jiang and the other two. Paired with the moonlight, her cool and pretty appearance and exquisite figure add to the addictive beauty. Especially those eyes, which are playful yet curious, and have a slightly abrupt evil aura.
Bailang's two new methods in the distance under the woods became more mellow and comfortable over and over again as he became familiar with them, and he also felt how huge his current strength had improved. In his joy, he had no distractions and entered into himself. The mysterious state of emptiness.
On the treetops, an increasingly cold atmosphere is slowly wrapping up Li Jiang and the two of them, and the wrapping is getting thicker and thicker. Even blood-red lines seem to come from the woman's umbrella hovering in mid-air. It extended out and slowly invaded Li Jiang's body.
And Li Jiang and Li Jiang were equally unaware of all this. Even their eyes gradually became blurred, and their expressions and bodies became as motionless as stone sculptures...
