Chapter 33

As a swordsmanship teacher in Tianhong martial arts hall, Zuo Yi holds the certificate of three stages of swordsmanship profession.

This is the minimum standard for swordsmanship teaching. According to the regulations of the Daxia Wudao alliance, gladiators and swordsmen below grade three cannot serve as teachers in the Wudao hall.

Therefore, those students who had previously signed up with sun Qiang, after knowing that Zuo Yi only had a third grade certificate, were unwilling to follow him and even threatened to refund their tuition fees.

If Zuo Yi had a job nine certificate, the situation would be completely different.

Only sun Qiang stayed.

The reason why he is willing to learn sword from Zuo Yi is actually quite funny, because he doesn't want to mix with Zhao Shaohui, which reminds him of those bad teenagers who bully him.

Moreover, the purpose of sun Qiang's sword learning is not to become a professional swordsman, but to learn some self-defense skills and lose weight.

However, after studying with Zuo Yi for a week, Xiaoqiang found himself lucky!

Although Zuo Yi taught him very little, only one move a few days ago, and today he learned another move of swordsmanship, which are very simple contents, he really felt the changes in himself.

Zuo Yi's real strength is not only at the level of post three!

So sun Qiang envies bao'er very much.

However, envy belongs to envy. Xiaoqiang's sword practice is still full of energy. He waved his sword again and again and soon entered the state of selflessness.

In fact, the little fat man doesn't need to envy bao'er at all. The treatment of his own daughter won't fall on him.

In fact, he has been extremely lucky.

You should know that even in the high-dimensional sadea world, only the Royal lineages of the most powerful empires are qualified to be taught and guided by a paladin.

In other words, sun Qiang now enjoys the treatment of the emperor's son.

This kind of luck is almost like spending 2 yuan to win 10 million grand prize. You can't ask for it!

Zuo Yi's attention was not focused on the lucky little fat man. He wholeheartedly guided bao'er to learn the cross swordsmanship of Faston court.

Faston Palace Cross swordsmanship is a secret skill of the Faston royal family, which has reached the legendary level.

In other words, the highest level of swordsmanship is enough to match the legendary knights. Its inheritance history is as long as 1000 years. During this period, it has reached an almost perfect level through the repeated tempering and elimination of turnips by countless high-level powerful people of the royal family.

Zuo Yi doesn't master the highest secret skill of Faston cross sword, but it's more than enough to teach bao'er.

Although he didn't have much immersion in this swordsmanship, with his powerful strength and excellent Kendo talent, he customized the basic sword moves of Faston cross sword for boa.

Zuo Yi quietly aroused her fighting spirit, wrapped bao'er in the most gentle way, and helped her complete the move practice with great accuracy without making any mistakes.

Moreover, this form of guiding practice, both the movement posture and the way of exerting force, are 100% in line with her muscles and muscles, which can not only have the effect of physical exercise, but also have no adverse impact on her physical growth and development.

It sounds very simple. In fact, if Zuo Yi's control over his own power had not reached the peak level, it would be impossible to do so.

It's like dancing on the tip of a knife, carving flowers on tofu and engraving characters on rice grains. Skills are about the road and skills are about God!

In BoA's feeling, it's fun to be hugged and mastered by his father.

She waved the dragon blood cross sword in her hand, vertical cutting, oblique splitting, sweeping, straight stabbing, upward lifting

Unknowingly, he engraved the most basic moves of Faston's court cross swordsmanship deeply in his memory.

"Baby, are you tired?"

After practicing for almost half an hour, Zuo Yi stopped.

He let go of bao'er, reached out and wiped the glittering sweat from the little girl's forehead, and said lovingly, "we'll practice here today and have a drink and rest."

Bao'er is only four years old. It's the limit to practice for so long. Any more will be bad for her health.

"Yes."

Boa nodded. His red face was full of excitement: "Dad, it's fun to practice sword!"

The little fat man selling coolies in front of the sword puppet wants to cry.

Woof!

Tek took a towel from somewhere and sent it to BoA's front, wagging his tail to flatter.

The towel looks clean.

"Ron Artest is so good!"

Boa touched his head and gave him a reward of "touching his head to kill".

Zuo Yi brings bao'er a cup of warm water and asks her to drink it to replenish her water.

At this time, Zuo Yicai noticed that Xiaoqiang's classmate was still sweating and said to him, "you also have a rest."

The little fat man's learning spirit is commendable, but practicing sword is not an overnight thing. Hard work and persistence are necessary, but they can't exceed the necessary limit, otherwise it will destroy the body.

Sun Qiang stopped panting. He wiped his sweat and carried the lunch box to please bao'er: "younger martial sister, do you want to have some dessert? It's made by my mother. It's delicious!"

The little fat man is silly outside and clever inside. He knows that it's better to please bao'er than to please Zuo Yi.

"Thank you, brother."

Boa politely refused: "I'm not hungry."

Sun Qiang scratched his head.

Then he saw Tek staring at the lunch box in his hand, looking greedy.

The little fat man couldn't help but move in his heart. He immediately opened the bento box, displayed the delicious snacks stored in it, and asked tech, "do you want to eat?"

This fierce little white dog can't take it lightly. He doesn't dare to please Zuo Yi and can't please bao'er, so he can only step back and take the pet route.

Tek tilted his head, glanced at the little fat man and gave him a look of "you know", so that the latter could understand it for himself.

It didn't rush directly to grab food, but turned back to bao'er and rubbed its head and tail.

I want to eat, I want to eat!

Bao'er put his hands on his hips and said, "don't be greedy!"

Artest is good at everything, but he is too greedy!

Tech hung his head down wrongfully and lay down on the ground.

The poor appearance makes bao'er unbearable.

"It's okay, it's okay..."

Sun Qiang was smart enough. He quickly put his hands on the bento box and said politely, "it's too hot. If you don't eat these snacks, they will break. It's a pity to waste!"

Bao'er hesitated and asked, "then why don't you eat?"

Sun Qiang said with a bitter face, "I want to lose weight."

Qiang Ma's snacks taste great, and there are many kinds, such as crab roe dumplings, milk yolk dumplings, bean paste dumplings, crystal shrimp dumplings

This is how Xiaoqiang was fattened.

Now he is determined to lose weight. Naturally, these high calorie snacks can't be eaten any more.

However, Qiang Ma forced him so much today.

Bao'er turns to look at Zuo Yi.

Zuo Yi nodded.

With the consent of her father, bao'er took the lunch box sent by sun Qiang and said, "thank you, brother."

"You're welcome, you're welcome, you're welcome!"

Sun Qiang couldn't close his mouth with a smile - it's not easy to flatter this time!

The Bento Box brought by sun Qiang is three stories high and heavy, so that bao'er can hardly carry it.

She put the box on the next stool, took a crab roe bag and handed it to Tech: "Artest, you eat."

Tek immediately jumped up with blood, and with bright eyes, he grabbed the crab roe bag handed by bao'er.

Ah woo!

The crab roe bag disappeared in an instant.

The steamed stuffed bun was too small. It swallowed it directly and didn't taste anything, so it looked at bao'er eagerly.

Bao'er had no choice but to take another piece.

The dim sum in the bento box quickly disappeared and was quickly devoured by tech.

Then the second box, the third box.

Three boxes of snacks are gone.

Bao'er finally found out the situation and felt very embarrassed: "brother sun Qiang, I'm sorry."

She had to criticize tech again: "look at you!"

Teke turned to look at Sun Qiang, and his eyes threatened him: what's the matter with eating up? Do you have a problem?

It won't look good after eating a few boxes of snacks!

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"

Sun Qiang shook his head like a rattle: "eat up the best, the best!"

Zuo Yi couldn't help laughing, patted the little fat man on the shoulder and said, "the young man has a bright future."

Sun Qiang smiled foolishly, and his bones were three Liang lighter.

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