Chapter 40 I'm seriously angry

“…”

After a dark py transaction.

Zhou Zheng finally exchanged for the opportunity to observe and learn on-site at the cost of six soft Huawei.

Zhou Zheng originally planned to go to a nearby supermarket and sweep all the water tofu sold in the supermarket, but Sun Dasheng told him that there were too many water tofu in the staff restaurant on the 9th floor, so he asked him to go to the staff restaurant on the 9th floor to get it casually.

Zhou Zheng was not polite either. He went to the staff restaurant on the 9th floor and used a space ring to fill a hundred pieces of water tofu.

Sixth floor.

Martial Arts Training Room No. 0616.

In the huge martial arts training room, there are only Zhou Zheng and Sun Dasheng.

At the same time, in front of the two, there were a hundred pieces of tender and white water tofu in a row.

The great museums in China pay more attention to the name and food.

The method of making a piece of tofu is divided into north and south tofu.

Northern tofu, also called old tofu, has a closer texture, a more solid structure, a yellowish color, not easy to break, and a more solid taste.

Southern tofu, also known as water tofu (tender tofu), has a delicate and tender texture, white color, and is closer to tofu, easy to break, and has a soft and tender feeling that melts into the mouth.

Compared with old tofu with a tight texture, if you want to control the three-foot long sword, you can imagine the difficulty of carving many flowers on the water tofu with a fragile texture.

Zhou Zheng Mouyin has seen a chef with superb knife skills and carved it on water tofu with a small carving knife.

But want to use a three-foot sword to carve a flower on the water tofu?!

At once--

Outrageous!

“…”

Sun Dasheng pointed his fingers in his eyebrows and summoned the flying sword in Wenyang in Nigong Wan. The smallest flying sword was as small as a hair. As soon as the flying sword appeared, it circled around Sun Dasheng for two weeks, and then turned into a three-foot long sword.

"A Zheng! Look well, learn well-"

Sun Dasheng narrowed his small eyes, turned his head and glanced at Zhou Zheng, hummed a "go" in a low voice, and then swooped towards a piece of water tofu in front of Sun Dasheng.

Swish...

Swish...

It takes almost three seconds, or even less.

A piece of moist and white tofu carved a pair of white peony flowers for the three-foot long sword.

I have a carrot.

⊙▃⊙

Zhou Zheng was stunned, his mouth wide open, his eyes widened, and he kept his expression of eating whale for about ten seconds before he restrained his expression of eating whale.

"Ah Zheng!"

The three-foot long sword turned into a small small sword, pinching it to Sun Dasheng's fingertips. He narrowed his small eyes and glanced at Zhou Zheng, smiling so slutty: "After the performance, have you learned to be useless?"

"I'll imitate you uncle! Are you showing off to me?!"

Zhou Zheng laughed and suddenly kicked Sun Dasheng in the butt, and said in anger: "You'll finish carving in three seconds. I'll learn some yarn!"

"Do it again and slow down the frame rate, and you slow it down for me."

"As a man, you have to do anything faster than that."

Sun Dasheng didn't care about kicking Zhou Zheng with his butt, squinted his eyes, and laughed: "When you were using the sword to kill monsters, you didn't say this slowly."

"I really want to give you a stick!"

Zhou Zheng held his forehead with his hand and said angrily: "Now, tmd is not the time to kill demons."

Sun Dasheng glanced Zhou Zheng with contempt, patted his butt, and said impatiently: "Then your Dasheng brother will perform for you again. This time, slow down and do it for you again! Look well and learn well."

Zhou Zheng threw a look at Sun Dasheng with contempt. He asked him to start your performance.

then.

Sun Dasheng swung his pocket sword, and a ray of light shone out in the air, and it turned into a three-foot long sword.

Under the control of Sun Dasheng's sword control technique, the three-foot long sword took about thirty seconds to carve a peony flower on the moist and white water tofu again.

The operation is completed.

Sun Dasheng glanced at Zhou Zheng and said impatiently: "Did you see it clearly this time? Come and try it. It doesn't matter if the carving is broken, anyway, there is a lot of water tofu in the restaurant on the 9th floor!"

"You're just trying to make it!"

"Okay, I'll try!"

Sun Dasheng's words are true. Practicing the truth comes out. Zhou Zheng nodded, drew his sword out of the sheath, and began to control the Seven-Star Zixiao Sword with the power of his soul.

I saw the Seven-Star Purple Sky Sword slowly floating in the air, like a drunken drunk man, and the tip of the sword floated over and over again to the third piece of water tofu.

Rub a few times...

There is no doubt.

A piece of moist and white water tofu poked the seven-star purple-xiao sword controlled by Zhou Zheng.

"The accuracy of my control of the Seven-Star Purple Night Sword is far from that of the Dog Day Sun Dasheng!"

As the saying goes, failure is the mother of success.

You must dare to try anything.

then--

The second time.

The third time.

The fourth time.

...

After the Nth time.

After controlling the Seven Star Zixiao Sword and poking sixteen pieces of water tofu, Zhou Zheng successfully carved the complete prototype of a peony flower—

Compared to the peony carved by Sun Dasheng twice, it is a bit ugly, but at least it can be seen that it is a peony flower.

"It's only been less than half an hour... Zhou Zheng carved peony flowers!!! This is irrational-"

Seeing that Zhou Zheng became more and more skillful in swordsmanship, he could actually control the Seven-Star Purple Sky Sword and carve the complete prototype of peony flowers on the water tofu, Sun Dasheng said that he would eat a whale.

Back then, he poked at the Tianshi Mansion of Longhu Mountain, at least half a ton of water tofu, so that he could achieve the complete prototype of a peony flower carved on the water tofu like Zhou Zheng.

talent?

He is known as the innate sword fetus that is once in a century in the Tianshi Mansion of Longhu Mountain.

But compared to Zhou Zheng, his talent for sword training is simply a joke.

I will be able to read it at first sight, but I will be useless when I learn it!

Really.

——It is time to throw goods compared to goods, but it is time to die.

Sun Dasheng looked down at the pocket flying sword in his hand, and instantly felt that it was not fragrant.

What's even more hateful is.

Zhou Zheng also showed off to him with a smile: "Look at the Great Sage, I've succeeded, look at it, I've carved it out, I've carved it out!"

"What's the sculpture!"

Sun Dasheng glanced at Zhou Zheng's crotch, rolled his eyes and said impatiently: "What's your dick coming out? Isn't your dick still in your pants?"

???

Zhou Zheng was slightly stunned and then realized that the dog-good Sun Dasheng was in a pun.

So he suddenly kicked Sun Dasheng in the butt: "Go to your uncle, the dog can't spit out ivory from his mouth."

Sun Dasheng retorted. "The dog can't spit out ivory in its mouth."

Zhou Zheng was too lazy to pay attention to Sun Dasheng, and his eyes were filled with excitement and asked, "How long has it been taken for me to carve this peony flower?"

Sun Dasheng glanced at the watch in his hand and said, "About one and a half minutes!"

"Half a minute! So long?!"

The light in Zhou Zheng's eyes dimmed and he murmured to himself. "I'm still too slower than you, a fast gunman who has been in three seconds."

"God, three seconds fast gunner! You are the three seconds fast gunner-"

Although he knew that Zhou Zheng was praising him, the depressed Sun Dasheng took out Ruan Hua, held it in his mouth and twitched it and replied: "Big Boss, please make it clear. To be precise, it has been less than half an hour for you to practice sword control!"
To be continued...