Several people ate up the food in their bowls. Zhou Ping looked at the time and spoke slowly:

"It's almost time to start afternoon training."

"Senior Sword Saint, what is the content of this afternoon's training? It won't be watching a movie, will it..." Baili Pangpang couldn't help but ask.

"No." Zhou Ping shook his head. "In the afternoon, it's practical training."

When they heard the words "actual combat training", everyone's eyes lit up.

Here we come!

The long-awaited opportunity to fight with the Sword Saint has finally arrived!

Up to now, the gap between this comprehensive education and what they had imagined was too big. After reading novels for a whole morning, Lin Qiye and others were indeed feeling a little depressed. Now that they had finally come to the actual combat stage, everyone perked up.

"Senior Sword Saint, how should we conduct practical training?" Lin Qiye asked.

Zhou Ping hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm not very familiar with you guys yet, so let's start with a one-on-one duel today."

One on one?

Lin Qiye and others looked at each other.

"Senior Sword Saint, the highest realm among us is the Sea Realm, and you are the ceiling of humanity... How can we fight you?"

"Don't worry, I won't use my full strength." Zhou Ping said calmly, "Only by fighting you personally can I know where your problems lie."

Cao Yuan nodded and stood up from the small stool. "Shall we start now?"

"No, there is one more very important thing to do before we start training." Zhou Ping glanced at the puzzled people and spoke word by word:

"do the washing up."

…

Ten minutes later.

Zhou Ping walked out of the kitchen, with a few water stains on his black shirt. He put down his sleeves and went straight back to the open space.

Lin Qiye and others had already moved all the tables, chairs and benches away and had been waiting there for a long time.

"Who among you will come first?" Zhou Ping asked.

Cao Yuan took a step forward, "Then I'll go first."

Zhou Ping nodded.

Seeing that Cao Yuan was about to make a move, Lin Qiye and the others consciously retreated to the edge of the warehouse to prevent themselves from being accidentally injured by the crazy Cao Yuan. Baili Pangpang even took out a few bags of potato chips from his pocket and distributed them to everyone, looking as if he was ready to watch a show.

"You take action." Zhou Ping spoke slowly.

Seeing Zhou Ping's empty hands, Cao Yuan asked in confusion, "Senior Sword Saint, where is your sword?"

Zhou Ping took out a wooden chopstick from his pocket calmly and explained, "I'm afraid I'll hurt you if I use a sword, so this is enough."

Cao Yuan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to remind him of something, but when he thought about the fact that the other party was the ceiling of humanity, a dignified swordsman, he swallowed his words back...

"I'm sorry." Cao Yuan took a deep breath and slowly drew his sword.

clang——!

The straight knife was unsheathed, and black murderous flames instantly covered Cao Yuan's body. His scarlet eyes stared at Zhou Ping in front of him, and a grim smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

“Hehehehe…”

When Zhou Ping saw Cao Yuan's appearance, he raised his eyebrows slightly, seeming a little surprised.

However, he did not know much about the Forbidden Ruins, and he had never heard of the name [Black King Slash]. But to him, the Forbidden Ruins were not important, he only needed to draw his sword at the enemy in front of him.

The crazy Cao Yuan's figure flashed, and he flew through the air at a dazzling speed, and appeared in front of Zhou Ping in a flash.

The straight knife surrounded by black murderous aura was suddenly swung out!

Zhou Ping calmly looked into those scarlet eyes, raised the wooden chopsticks in his hand, and lightly blocked the knife. The black evil flame surged, but could not touch the corner of Zhou Ping's clothes at all.

Zhou Ping shook his wrist.

bite--!!

A crisp sword sound came from the wooden chopsticks, and a beam of sword energy easily knocked the straight knife in the hand of Crazy Cao Yuan away. Then Zhou Ping raised his right hand and hit Crazy Cao Yuan on the shoulder with his elbow. The next moment, Crazy Cao Yuan was hammered heavily to the ground.

The crazy Cao Yuan fell to the ground, struggling angrily, as if he wanted to do something, but the next moment the end of the chopsticks had lightly touched his forehead.

The black evil flame suddenly disappeared.

Cao Yuan, who had returned to his original state, lay on the ground with a bruised face and nose, staring blankly at Zhou Ping in front of him. He seemed to have not expected that his Black King state could be broken so easily.

This is the first time in history that someone was forced to exit the Black King state after being beaten.

On the side, the four people who were watching the show also stood there in a daze.

Baili Pangpang looked down at the potato chips he had only eaten and a half, his mouth opened in shock... Wasn't this too fast?

How long did the whole process take? Including drawing the sword, six seconds at most?

I have done this with just one chopstick...

Is this the Sword Master?

Zhou Ping slowly walked to the side, picked up the straight knife that was knocked away by him, and threw it back into Cao Yuan's hand.

Cao Yuan took the knife blankly and asked doubtfully: "Senior Sword Saint, this is..."

"Draw your sword and keep attacking me." Zhou Ping said calmly, "Until I say it's over."

Cao Yuan: ...

Cao Yuan had no choice but to draw his sword again, transforming into a mad Cao Yuan, and continued to swing his sword at Zhou Ping with a grim smile.

A few seconds later, he was knocked to the ground again.

Draw your sword!

Got beaten again...

That day, Cao Yuan drew his sword sixteen times in a row. Because each time lasted less than seven seconds, the consumption of his mental strength was not great. But when Cao Yuan drew his sword and turned into a mad demon Cao Yuan for the last few times, Lin Qiye and the others could clearly feel that the sound of his grim smile was getting smaller and smaller...

By the sixteenth time, he was even unable to laugh.

Finally, after the sixteenth time, Zhou Ping finally ended his torture of Cao Yuan and let him rest aside.

With a bruised face and nose, Cao Yuan dragged his feet and moved back to the edge of the warehouse little by little. His eyes were a little dazed, and he looked like he had lost hope in life.

Baili Pangpang silently put down the potato chips in his hand.

Seeing Cao Yuan's miserable state, he suddenly felt that today's actual combat training might not be so easy to endure. The potato chips in his hand no longer smelled good...

"Next." Zhou Ping looked at Baili Pangpang, whose face turned pale, "You come."

Baili Pangpang shuddered, hesitated for a moment, stood up from the ground reluctantly, and moved towards the center of the warehouse. Looking at his back, there was actually a sense of loneliness that "the hero will never return once he leaves".

Training begins.

Before Zhou Ping made a move, Baili Pangpang took out a dozen forbidden items from his pocket without saying a word and hung them beside him. The jade ring on his thumb turned into a full body armor. At the same time, line of defense opened up around his body, turning into a tortoise shell, wrapping his entire body tightly.

The corners of Zhou Ping's mouth twitched slightly.

After Baili Pangpang stacked up his defense, a huge Tai Chi Bagua diagram opened up under his feet. He stretched out his hand and pressed in the void, and the Qian and Kun hexagrams were instantly dislocated.

"The world is in chaos!" Baili Pangpang shouted, "Chopsticks!"

Zhou Ping was stunned, and caught off guard, the chopsticks in his hand suddenly flew out and fell into Baili Pangpang's hands.

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