Chapter 103

without doubt.

The performance in the library is enough to make the whole Xiuxian college famous.

At this time when the limelight was in full swing, Gaoge did not continue to become famous. After all, now he has become a living target. Everyone wants to prove his value by challenging Gaoge and winning. Since ancient times, it has been the case. Climbing on the shoulders of giants must be faster than climbing step by step. This is a shortcut.

However, when they wanted to find Gaoge, they found that Gaoge retreated bravely and went to the sword Pavilion.

Those immortals who hold the idea of climbing up with a high song can't find the target after preparing for most of the day. They have a sense of frustration of shaking their fists and hitting the air.

In the sword Pavilion.

Singing, sitting cross legged on the ground, turning the star Sutra.

Xiao Linran, who was standing on one side, was wiping Bo Li in his hand with a cloth.

When he sat cross legged singing, even he didn't know that cyclones had formed around him.

When he slowly opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief, his energy and spirit improved greatly.

He could feel a strong breath here. Listening to Xiao Linran's explanation, that was the sword spirit.

Gao Ge can feel these sword Qi. In Xiao Linran's opinion, it's a very wonderful thing.

In this regard, singing has no special feeling.

"How's it going?" Seeing Gao Ge slowly standing up, Xiao Linran walked up to him and asked.

"Not bad." Sing loudly, move your muscles and bones, exercise the power of stars in your body, and say with a smile.

"The energy in your body is strange, which is a good thing, but it may also cause some trouble." Xiao Linran said, "but I don't know much about it. In the final analysis, you still need to make your own decision."

Sang and nodded seriously.

Fortunately, so far, he has felt the bonus brought by the power of the stars, and has not encountered any disadvantages.

"Since you choose to practice sword, you should have a sword suitable for yourself." Xiao Linran said, "but at present, the sword in the sword Pavilion is not as good as the one in my hand, so for the time being, you can't hold the sword."

Singing with a blank face: "if so, what should I use as a weapon to practice my sword?"

Xiao Linran smiled: "I've been ready for you before."

Immediately, Xiao Linran turned away, but for a moment, he came back.

He carried a long wooden box in his hand.

Gao Ge took the wooden box from Xiao Linran's hand. He didn't feel any weight, and his heart became more and more curious.

After opening the wooden box, the expression on Gao Song's face became more and more wonderful.

"Stick?"

"Exactly, it's a wooden stick with a handle." Xiao Linran tried to correct him.

Singing, the temples are sore

This is bullying!

"When can I use the sword?" Asked the singer.

"Wait until there is a sword that you think suits you." Xiao Linran said simply.

Sang and nodded.

Anyway, you are a big guy. You has the final say.

Singing will never have any opinion on these issues.

He knows little about kendo.

Now Xiao Linran is his teacher in kendo. There must be nothing wrong with listening to the teacher.

"Your practice of shaking the sky sword is very good. You can spend more time." Xiao Linran said.

"Then I'll practice now?" He asked tentatively.

"No."

"..." singing confused.

"Come with me."

Following behind Xiao Linran, he sang loudly and walked to the third floor of the sword Pavilion. There was a simple little room with a desk and several chairs.

When he entered the sword Pavilion, Gao Ge found that it was really a very interesting place. The walls and tables were filled with all kinds of swords, including long swords, short swords, soft swords and Epee swords. At a glance, it was not spectacular.

But in this room, the walls are hung with white paper full of words.

There are also four treasures of study on the table.

"From today on, you will practice calligraphy here." Xiao Linran said.

I peed when I sang.

"I'm here to learn sword!"

"When you take the pen in your hand as a sword, you can practice the sword. I'll have the food delivered." With these words, Xiao Linran went out.

Singing, looking at the brush words all over the room, I was stunned.

Fortunately, before a while, Xiao Linran came back again.

Singing excitedly, my nose is going to bubble.

He hoped that Xiao Linran would come up to him, pat him on the shoulder and say that he was joking just now.

Xiao Linran did come to him and did stretch out his hand, but he just took the mobile phone from his pocket.

"Stay well. You can't play with your cell phone." At the moment of turning around, Xiao Linran also muttered, "there is a wireless network here..."

Sing: "

This time, Xiao Linran didn't come back.

Go to the desk and study the ink. The pen holder is full of brushes, thick and thin, rabbit hair and wolf hair.

"The preparation is really complete." Singing thought of an interesting thing. From small to large, the students in the class who looked best in the stationery box were generally the ones with the worst grades and the ugliest writing.

But this truth really can't be put on Xiao Linran.

The words hanging in the small room were obviously written by Xiao Linran. The font was sharp, like a long sword out of its scabbard. There was a sense of killing between the lines. They cut thousands of troops vertically and horizontally, like the shadow of a sword.

Xiao Linran's words are an alternative good-looking.

After listening to the guy's words, I thought it was a joke. Now I sing loudly and feel that the other party is very sincere.

Xiao Linran really took the brush as a sword!

Standing in this room, singing can feel the continuous sword spirit walking.

He took a deep breath, picked up the brush in his hand and began to write.

"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, runs to the sea and never returns..."

Until:

"Sell your worries for ever with you."

A big article.

After writing, he put down his brush and straightened his waist to enjoy his handwriting. For a time, he had mixed feelings and almost didn't spit it out.

In fact, the calligraphy of singing has also been practiced. However, compared with Xiao Linran's calligraphy, it looks nondescript and even reveals a feminine softness, just like a little woman throwing a handkerchief.

"Ugly, ugly..."

Gao Ge gave himself a comment, and quickly rubbed the written words together and threw them aside. This time, he didn't hurry to write, but stood up and paced in the room, watching Xiao Linran's words.

"Turn the pen in your hand into a sword?"

Gao GeXu narrowed his eyes and longed to see some clues.

Then he went back to his desk and wrote again. He was dissatisfied. He kneaded the words filled with brush words into a ball, paced back and forth, continued to look at them, and wrote another one after a while.

Cycle after cycle, not tired.