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Volume 2 Chapter 56 Glazed Mirror

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    The jade-green edgeless wooden sword on the side of his waist was for thousands of years, coupled with the pair of blue eyes.  Even if this man turned into ashes, Chen Shaobai would probably be able to recognize him.

    Yes, he was the passer-by who killed people and took swords on that rainy night a month ago.

    This man was not weak in strength. He seemed to feel Chen Shaobai's gaze, so he turned his head and looked back.

    He had an excellent memory and seemed to still recognize Chen Shaobai. He was stunned for a moment. Instead of feeling guilty or afraid, he showed a cold and cruel smile and mouthed Chen Shaobai provocatively: "Do you want to die again?"  ?It feels good to have your limbs broken and die like a dog, right?"

    The students around him were all swordsman-level masters. Although he only stopped for a moment, many of his classmates who were following Cao Ran noticed something unusual.

    "Wei Cun, what's wrong?"

    "It's okay, I just saw an old acquaintance." Wei Cun turned his head and showed an innocent smile. His green eyes glowed with a gentle light, acting as shy and harmless as the big boy next door.

    "Oh? I love making friends with the world's heroes the most. Your brother is already a strong swordsman. If you can see him in your eyes, he will definitely not be far behind. Let's introduce him to him." Cao Ran, who was oily and naughty, didn't know.  He took out a folding fan from somewhere, fanned the wind, and said with interest.

    "He is quite famous in this class." Wei Cun had a shy smile on his face and looked at Chen Shaobai who had a cold expression on his side.

    "Chen Shaobai, the youngest student in this classWei Cun, don't hang out with such a brat, or you may get his milk odor." Cao Ran glanced at Chen Shaobai with some disgust.

    Although he has been nourished by heaven and earth treasures since his mother's womb, and his strength has reached the peak level of the "Glaze Mirror" swordsman, his age has exceeded the regulations, and he still spent a lot of money to get in.

    Spending money like water seemed to outsiders to be a happy life, but it also denied Cao Ran's own talent, so he naturally developed a feeling of jealousy towards the youngest Chen Shaobai, and instantly threw away the ways of taming subordinates and making friends with strange people taught in clan studies.  To the sky beyond.

    "Hahahayes! A little kid who is only sixteen years old can't hold a sword firmly? Why should he practice swordsmanship? Go home and pee in live mud!"

    Cao Ran spent a lot of money and recruited a group of subordinates. There were some who were aloof and aloof, but there were also some scoundrels who had bad intentions. As soon as he said this, some clever classmates and subordinates around him agreed.

    Hearing the ridicule from these people, Chen Shaobai's expression remained as usual, but he couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "It's useless for me to have the idea of ??surrendering to the Cao family. If I really end up like them, I might as well just hit him to death. They said  I can¡¯t even hold my sword steady?¡±

    Although he said nothing, he had secretly made up his mind to propose a sword fight as soon as the entrance ceremony was completed.  First kill Wei Cun, take back Wanzai, and then slap these people in the face.

    Since he is alone now, why should he be timid?

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    "Quiet! Noisy ones will be killed without mercy!"

    When a teacher with a breath as thick as a mountain and a shoulder-wide sword on his back spoke, the entire auditorium fell silent.  After staying in Fengzhou Academy for a few days, the students also saw and heard many things.

    Although every student has excellent benefits and a very noble status, as long as he accidentally collides with the instructor, he can only let the other party deal with it.  Whether he lives or dies depends entirely on the instructor's mood.  The rules are not as strict as a school, but more ruthless than the army.

    After the death of a few geniuses who did not believe in evil and were arrogant, these rebellious young swordsmen became more obedient. When they saw the instructors in the academy, they were like mice when they saw cats.

    Half an hour later, the other teachers arrived one after another.

    There are a total of thirteen tutors, all wearing light green clothes. They seem to have official positions in the Shang Dynasty. Each of them carries a sword with him, and all of them have an extraordinary bearing. They may move like a dragon or a tiger, or they may be tall and sexy.  In short, none of them are in any way obscene. They are all heroes and rare beings among people.

    "They are all swordsmen, and they are definitely not at the bottom of the swordsman realm!"

    Knowing that any one of these people could easily defeat ten of himself, Chen Shaobai's heart suddenly surged, and he finally understood why Chen Chong left in despair as soon as he heard that Ye Haoran was a student of Xianzhou Academy.

    These are just first-year tutors. You must know that state-level schools are guaranteed to have a six-year program!

    What is six times thirteen?  Chen Shaobai didn't think about this problem. He felt a little dizzy.

    In ?When he came to Huanquan, he thought that swordsmen like Xiong Yingjie were masters; when he arrived at Muxi City, he discovered that there was a world of swordsmen; only when he arrived at Fengzhou Academy, he realized that the swordsmen he thought were invincible before were now in these  In the eyes of the instructors, it is not worth mentioning at all.  Some instructors can even stare the swordsman to death with just one look without drawing their swords at all.

    How big the heart is, how big the stage is.

    This sentence echoed in his mind. Chen Shaobai chewed it repeatedly for a long time, but he didn't even hear what these instructors said.

    After a while, he suddenly felt as if his mental power had broken through a layer of shackles and reached a whole new realm.

    The improvement of spirit leads to a breakthrough in realm.

    Breathe, breathe, breathe

    Chen Shaobai gasped for air, providing oxygen to the blood, and the blood rushed through the body crazily, taking out the few impurities left in the muscles and bones, and exchanging them to the lungs in the form of gas.

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    A breath of turbid air rose to his chest, which made him upset, so he subconsciously opened his mouth and spit it out.

    Clearly visible filthy gas spurted out. This action seemed to open a door valve, making all the pores in his body feel extremely comfortable. The deep wounds in his heart that had not healed for a long time were also greatly unclogged.

    At this moment, Chen Shaobai felt that his body was extremely clean, as if every bone was as white and crystal clear as jade, every muscle fiber was as tight and tough as a steel cable, and every drop of blood did not contain any impurities.

    " Glazed Mirror, this is the peak state of a swordsman. If you take one step further, you will become a swordsman."

    After coming back to his senses, Chen Shaobai discovered that there were two more people under the three-foot-tall blue sword. The thirteen mentors with outstanding temperament around them were vaguely headed by these two.

    One of them is an old man with white hair shawl and no beard. Although he is described as old, his eyes are shining with flying eyes, implying coercion. Such a person, even at the moment before death, no one will be with him.  He takes action.

    The other person is Wu Pei whom I have seen before.  He has now changed his clothes and is wearing a white shirt with blue clouds printed on it. His temperament is elegant and pure, like a fairy. Except for the old man, the other thirteen instructors do not dare to get too close to him, as if they are afraid of him.  Getting too close makes you feel ashamed.

    However, at this moment, the eyes of dozens of new students and fifteen instructors were all focused on Chen Shaobai.

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