Chen Ping'an's eyelids trembled slightly.

Very noisy.

Strange, what happened today?

He thought.

I am standing in a stance and the teacher is here, why are you still quarreling? Are you not afraid of being beaten?

The noise is getting louder and louder.

Occasionally there are bursts of cheers.

This is... that boy Aliang.

Chen Ping'an frowned slightly.

This kid doesn't stand well, so why do he follow the trouble?

Just as he thought so, Chen Ping'an brows tighter.

It was just because he heard Teacher Wang’s voice.

Why even him...

Moreover, Teacher Wang’s impression in everyone’s hearts is calm and reliable, and taciturn.

At this moment, I was actually having fun with others.

Chen Ping'an no longer thinks about it.

Get rid of distracting thoughts and try to enter into meditation again.

Although his talent and qualifications cannot be compared with his senior sister Yuanyuan.

But Chen Ping'an's nature is really rare.

Especially a firm heart towards martial arts.

He was also praised by Yan Luo for this.

Chen Ping'an is the fastest among everyone, except Yuanyuan, who can achieve the fastest entry into meditation in standing stakes.

The reason why Yuanyuan is eliminated is that according to the teacher's words, the sword heart is empty and bright, and it is always in meditation. This is born and cannot be envied.

Then the teacher said again, there is nothing to envy. Talent is talent, and martial arts is not about being more powerful than anyone with a strong talent. Acquired efforts are equally important.

Chen Ping'an agreed deeply.

Unfortunately, the meditation that I had finally entered before was stimulated by the noise and noise outside, and my mind became confused.

It is so difficult to enter into meditation again.

Fortunately, what Chen Ping'an is most afraid of is difficulty.

He eliminated distracting thoughts bit by bit and found a Qingming Festival in the spiritual platform, and his whole body gradually became quiet.

Just when he is about to succeed and enters meditation again.

Chen Ping'an heard the voice of a boy.

"Don't get too close, it's dangerous."

This is, teacher.

Chen Ping'an was confused again.

Strangely, why didn’t the teacher stop it, but instead seemed to be doing it with them?

And all doubts and confusion.

After hearing the teacher's next sentence.

The smoke disappeared.

It seems that someone is asking.

There were so many people asking, so many people were asking that Chen Ping'an Mei could hear specific questions clearly.

He could only hear the teacher's gentle voice answered.

"Well, this is Wu."

He said.

"Your senior sister, you have cultivated your strength."

Chen Ping'an's eyes were wide open.

For the first time on him.

Before the time came, the stands of the pile method dispersed first.

But it doesn't matter.

At this moment, for him, there is one thing that is more important than continuing to stand.

That is, Wu.

Chen Ping'an himself doesn't believe it these days.

But he became firm again every time.

Because the teacher is there.

Yan Luo is so strong.

His existence proves it.

In the first path of martial arts, one can walk through it and there is a way forward, which is not false.

As for why they have not cultivated their strength for a long time.

I must be because of my stupid qualifications and poor talent.

Chen Ping'an thought so.

But as Aliang said.

They were so stupid that they recognized them.

But what about the eldest sister Yuanyuan?

As a genius determined by the teacher, why has Yuanyuan never made a name for herself?

This point was like a thorn, piercing Chen Ping'an's heart.

And today.

The thorn is gone.

He could suddenly understand why Aliang and Teacher Wang cheered.

Just because of the teacher's words.

"Sister Sister... has cultivated her strength!"

Chen Ping'an murmured.

The next second, he couldn't wait to look at the crowd gathering place.

Around Yuanyuan, the students stood in a circle.

I saw the girl holding a bamboo sword in her hand, facing the wooden man, and swinging her sword.

Silent and breathless, unstoppable.

Wherever the bamboo sword passes, the wooden man stake is broken into two pieces.

Let’s look at the cut surface, it is as smooth as a mirror, and the wood texture is clearly visible.

Chen Ping'an on the edge of the crowd was shocked.

If it is a good sword, it would be fine.

But, hell.

Chen Ping'an repeatedly confirmed that he didn't believe in evil.

There are many people around him who act the same way he does.

But the results are consistent.

"Did you see clearly?"

"Sister Sister's sword!"

"Just kidding, is it really just a bamboo sword?"

After the initial shock, the students whispered and talked a lot.

No matter how you look at it or confirm it, the ones in the hands of the eldest sister Yuanyuan were just bamboo swords.

And with a bamboo sword, can it really... be able to do this level!
To be continued...