Ruins of the past

"Is it because of Jiang Longyu?" Lin Lan comforted: "After all, we are in the third realm of martial arts, and Jiang Longyu's sword skills are indeed more advantageous. But I believe that with your talent, Brother Chu, you will definitely beat him in the future."

Chu Qiguang looked at Lin Lan comforting himself in front of him.

At this moment, Lin Lan looked gentle and considerate, like a well-educated young lady. There was an indescribable sense of weakness in every move she made, which subconsciously made men want to protect her.

But Chu Qiguang couldn't help but recall the Lin Lan he saw in his dream.

If Lin Lan now is a gentle and dignified lady, then the Lin Lan in the dream made Chu Qiguang feel... she was charming and charming.

Just like the female ghost and fox demon in the story.

On one side was the lady of the family, on the other was the fox demon and ghost fairy. The two completely different temperaments made Chu Qiguang's thinking diverge.

‘Why does the same woman have such two extremely opposite temperaments? Could it be...'

‘Lin Lan is also sick? ’

Chu Qiguang looked at the woman who seemed to be a 'patient' in front of him, but Lin Lan's cheeks turned slightly red.

"Brother Chu." Lin Lan lowered his head, looked at his intertwined fingers, and whispered, "Is there something wrong with what I said?"

Chu Qiguang thought for a while and did not directly ask about his suspicions. After all, based on his experience, if he asked directly about this kind of thing, the other party would definitely say that he was not sick.

So Chu Qiguang sighed directly and told him about the bet between himself and the gatekeeper.

After hearing this, Lin Lan immediately raised his head and looked at Chu Qiguang in surprise: "Brother Chu, did you make a bet with Grandpa Hai?"

Grandpa Hai was Lin Lan's name for the janitor. The janitor didn't know his name. When Chu Qiguang asked him, he never said it. He could only call him uncle, and the other party followed his call.

Lin Lan looked at Chu Qiguang with concern, and quickly made a plan: "If you want to deal with Jiang Longyu's sword skills... why don't you try armor? Wearing armor can resist his blade head-on."

Lin Lan then thought about it and said, "No, no, you have never practiced armor combat, so your hands and feet will be affected, and you will be easily caught."

She added: "How about trying other weapons? Iron shield? Sledgehammer? Sword?"

Lin Lan helped Chu Qiguang analyze each one, but no matter which one seemed to have shortcomings.

But Chu Qiguang nodded: "Well... larger weapons are indeed a solution. The venue is a circle. If the weapons are big enough..."

Thinking of this, Chu Qiguang asked: "Lin Lan, how was the big library built? The material seems unusual, right?"

Lin Lan nodded and said: "They are all black steel rocks shipped from overseas in the south. I heard that this stone is not only as strong as steel, but also has the effect of suppressing demons."

After a while, Lin Lan sent Chu Qiguang out instead of the gatekeeper.

But not long after Chu Qiguang left the big library, an angry roar came out: "Where is the door? Where is the large stone door at the entrance of my big library?"

There were originally two stone doors on the left and right standing at the entrance of the big library.

The stone gate is about five meters high and one and a half meters wide on the left and right sides.

I don’t know what material the stone door is made of. Not only is it extremely strong, but it is also completely black.

But now... one of the stone gates has disappeared without a trace, leaving an empty space.

Lin Lan consoled him from the side: "Brother Chu borrowed it for a fight. I will return it after the fight tonight."

The gatekeeper looked at Lin Lan speechlessly: "You...sigh..."

‘I’ve only known each other for a short time, and I helped Chu Qiguang open the door of my big library. If I had waited for Chu Qiguang to stay for a full year...’

Thinking of this, the gatekeeper felt even more uncomfortable: 'This kid, it's best that Jiang Longyu stabs his kidneys through tonight. ’

…

Outside the quiet room, Song Ming, who was left behind by the head coach, saw Yi Shuang walking over.

He walked up directly and stopped the other party outside the small courtyard and away from the quiet room.

Song Ming, who has five tentacles, has been responsible for teaching the knowledge of ghosts for the past month. He has always behaved as if he should stay away from humans and animals. He would leave after class every day without any intention of communicating with the students.

Yi Shuang, who has four tentacles, has been teaching the students about the major evil sects and evil gods. He has a close relationship with the students and often gives various pointers.

Chu Qiguang was able to enter the big library in the first place because Yi Shuang opened the door for him after learning about his third level of Taoism.

Song Ming looked at Yi Shuang in front of him and said coldly: "What are you doing here? The head coach said that no one can disturb Jiang Longyu."

Yi Shuang said with a smile: "I just came to take a look out of curiosity."

Song Ming said calmly: "Don't worry, Chu Qiguang can't win. However, this will not affect his future training in the direction of "Ten Thousand Ghosts". You should be satisfied now."

When the head coach, Song Ming, and Yi Shuang sat together, they had a dispute over which direction Chu Qiguang should train in martial arts, "Ten Thousand Ghosts Record" or "Taixi Shadow Walking".

Song Ming believed that martial arts was safer, Yi Shuang wanted Chu Qiguang to try Wanguilu, and the chief instructor wanted to cultivate a Taoist soldier.

But as Chu Qiguang has made no progress in his faith in the past month, everything seems to have an answer.

After the two chatted for a while, the door of the quiet room slowly opened, and Jiang Longyu walked out.

Song Ming and Yi Shuang looked over together and found that Jiang Longyu's momentum at this moment was extremely restrained and deep.

If he originally had a dazzling sword, now it is sheathed and covered by layers of black cloth.

Although it is no longer dazzling, the hidden blade... makes people feel more dangerous.

The black long knife in Jiang Longyu's hand gave people a more harmonious feeling.

After Yi Shuang looked at it, he thought in his mind: 'This knife seems to be integrated with Jiang Longyu, with the same breathing and heartbeat. This feeling... is the fusion of man and knife in swordsmanship? ’

Jiang Longyu gently rubbed the handle of the knife, feeling as if the blade had become a part of his body, trembling slightly as his blood circulated.

But even though he maintained the state of unity between man and sword, Jiang Longyu couldn't help but rub his eyebrows.

‘Why do I always feel a little tired? My mental state must have reached its peak. ’

…

On the martial arts training ground, the evening competition in the ring has begun again.

After their respective rests, most of the students' condition has returned to its peak again.

As the rankings outside the field continue to change, the competition for the top ten becomes more intense, and the battles become more intense.

I saw Zhang Haizhu in the ring punching fiercely, his energy and blood surging, accompanied by the strong wind... hitting the opponent like a violent storm.

After a few rounds, taking advantage of the opponent's lack of support, he raised one leg high and then slashed down, slashing towards the opponent's shoulder like a big guillotine.

If hit this time, the muscles and bones will be broken immediately.

However, amidst the explosion of thunder, Zhang Haizhu's foot was gently supported by a hand.

The head coach separated the two men lightly and announced: "Jang Haizhu wins this game."