Naturally, the two of them were unable to fight as they wished. It was an unspoken rule that sword fighting was forbidden within the sect. However, if there was no such rule, Mu Chongxi felt that one of him and Mingxuan would have to die.
"Stop arguing." Xue Yu had no choice but to come out and interrupt the two of them, "Elder Duan Yu will be here soon."
The elder in charge of training them was a tall and strong man with an unshaven beard.
"Are you the new disciple?" Duan Yu patted her shoulder, and Ye Qiao fell to the ground after being slapped by him.
she:"……"
Duan Yu was slightly surprised, "So weak?"
Ye Qiao looked at his well-developed muscles, then raised his thin arms and legs, not daring to say a word.
Mu Chongxi curled his lips and said, "Elder, she is not me, who has been beaten up by you for so many years."
"It's only Ye Qiao's first day here, please be gentle with her."
Ye Qiao gave him a grateful look.
It’s worth it that we met.
Duan Yu laughed, "Of course, I know the numbers, I know the numbers."
He looked Ye Qiao around, perhaps thinking that this disciple was not strong enough to take a beating, so he could only say with regret: "Just try stepping on the breeze first."
Duan Yu threw a book of internal skills into her arms, and Ye Qiao hugged it subconsciously.
"This is a mental method that can improve speed. Each disciple has a copy. Your other brothers have mastered it. Take time to practice more these days." Duan Yu glanced at her. He had obviously heard about her bad behavior when she was in the outer sect. He threatened her, "I will check your homework in three days. Those who run slowly, just wait for me to kick them."
Ye Qiao: “…kick?”
How do you kick?
She soon found out.
Since he was a new learner, Ye Qiao sat nearby and watched Mu Chongxi's daily sword training class. Duan Yu chased him from behind like a cat playing with a mouse the whole time.
If Mu Chongxi slows down, he will be kicked on the butt without mercy.
Ye Qiao turned green when she saw this scene.
His face turned green.
Although she likes to play badly, she doesn't like being kicked.
…
In the next three days, Ye Qiao tried hard to memorize Duan Yu's general attack pattern so that he could dodge one step ahead and avoid being kicked continuously.
The advantage of stepping on the breeze is that you can dodge faster when you are kicked.
Mu Chongxi was obviously used to being kicked, he could even pull Ye Qiao while running.
Two people were running, one in front and one behind. If one of them slowed down a little, he would be kicked in the butt. No one wanted to endure this kind of humiliation that life could not bear, so they both started running forward for their lives.
The two brothers and sisters started their training life of being beaten badly.
Mingxuan was a talisman practitioner so he didn't need to get involved in such things. He even had the leisure to gloat over other people's misfortunes while drawing talismans.
Even Ye Qiao was often laughed at by this sharp-tongued and powerful second brother.
"Little potato mine." He stretched out his hand to hold her head and said disdainfully, "How do you look like that? Don't your family members give you food to eat?"
Ye Qiao: “…” Calm down.
She began to brainwash herself crazily in her heart. She thought, I won’t be angry if others get angry, and no one can replace me if I get sick from anger. He taught her by himself, so he is awesome.
During the two months of training, the spiritual energy in the main peak was so rich that it could overwhelm a person. Even a person who was a loser could improve his cultivation. Ye Qiao smoothly reached the ninth level from the fifth level of Qi training.
Today was the mental training class. Unfortunately, the elder teaching her was none other than Elder Zhao, who had watched her and Mu Chongxi smash a huge hole in the ground in the back mountain a few months ago.
Perhaps it was because she had offended the other party, so she had to go up and answer questions in every mental method class. If she couldn't answer, what awaited Ye Qiao was the fate of cleaning the library.
This time is no exception.
Ye Qiao began to lose understanding when Elder Zhao was halfway through his speech. Seeing that he was about to ask her another question, she raised her hand from behind and shouted in a hurry, adhering to the spirit of "a friend's death would rather me die than let myself die".
"Elder, Senior Brother Mingxuan said he knows how to do this question!!"
Mingxuan: "...?"
Elder Zhao then noticed the young man sitting in the back in a daze, "Ming Xuan Hui? Come, demonstrate it to the junior brothers and sisters."
"What." Mingxuan opened his eyes wide in confusion, then looked at the culprit in astonishment.
Seeing him stand up, Ye Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and smiled obediently, "If you don't go to hell, who will? Second Senior Brother, you are the hope of the Changming Sect's Fu Xiu lineage. As the saying goes, those who are capable should work harder, so you should work harder."
Senior brother is there to be tricked.
She firmly believes in this.
It's not because he always calls himself a potato mine.
To be honest, the mental method class was quite boring and Mingxuan didn't listen carefully. Anyway, ever since Ye Qiao came, Elder Zhao had been staring at her and asking questions. Suddenly it was his turn, and he stood up in confusion, and then sat down again in confusion.
As expected, he got scolded.
Halfway through the class, Ye Qiao supported her chin, feeling a little drowsy. She lowered her head slightly, and her eyes began to drowse.
Suddenly, Mingxuan's voice sounded softly: "Junior sister, get out of class is over."
Ye Qiao, who was half asleep and half awake, had already remembered the three words "get out of class is over" engraved in her DNA. She stood up with a conditioned reflex, and because of her big movement, the table was thrown out a distance.
Ye Qiao subconsciously started to run towards the cafeteria, but was stopped by Ming Xuan.
Ye Qiao had a bad feeling, and sure enough, he turned around and found that Xue Yu and the others were sitting there obediently. How could the get out of class be over?
Elder Zhao frowned: "Why did you stand up?"
"Oh." He sneered, "Why? Are you dissatisfied with my teaching method? So you kicked the table out to liven up the atmosphere?"
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