"Everyone should know that all the sword skills and source skills in this world are based on personal physique, source power and strength. If you have a large force, a large source power, and a fast speed, even a casual sword can pose a fatal threat to others. But if you don't even have the strength to swing the sword, then no matter how skillful you have, no matter how good the weapon is, it will be useless."

Li Mochen was worried that these women were impatient and added the magic sound method from the Demon Sect to his voice.

"So today's teaching content is not a sword technique, but a sword technique originated from the East and is called the "Green-Bailing Sword".

"Green~skin~red~skin~sword? Watt?"

Most of the students in the classroom looked confused. Li Mochen did not use British language and used the oriental pronunciation, so except for a few, the rest were confused.

"I know that the 'green hair' in oriental text refers to the black and shiny hair, which describes young and beautiful appearance; the beauty of the beauty refers to a woman with a beautiful appearance."

Angela is familiar with oriental culture, but her face also shows confusion: "How come she has such a strange name?"

"Literally, it means that after practicing this sword technique, you can maintain long-term green hair, greatly delay aging, and improve the vitality of your skin. The premise is that you have mastered its essence."

Li Mochen looked calm and looked like a miracle: "Of course, the main function of this swordsman is to train personal constitution and strengthen his own magic source."

Before he finished speaking, everyone in the classroom was excited. Even Angela, who had a top-level inheritance, had her ears raised, Belinda, who always had a little disdain for Li Mochen's teaching.

Li Mochen couldn't help but sneer secretly, thinking that these Amerika's women were no different from the female disciples of the Shenxiao Sect.

When it comes to Taoism and swordsmanship, most of the female disciples are not interested, but when it comes to maintaining the beauty, they must listen the most seriously.

"teacher!"

Someone raised his hand: "Since it is a swordsman from the East, is it useful to us magic professions?"

Li Mochen subconsciously wanted to wave the whisk, but then he found that he didn't have this thing in his hand. He could only cough lightly: "Of course it is useful. The source power is no different from the so-called true qi in the East."

"Teacher, I'm very suspicious. I've never heard of this sword technique called the Green-Bed and Bluish-Beautiful Sword before. It should be very famous."

Angela also raised her hand and asked in doubt: "And, can it really delay aging and improve skin through swordsmanship?"

"It doesn't mean you haven't heard of it. You should know that my father comes from the East? This is my secret sword technique, and what I want to teach you now is the first half of this secret sword technique."

Li Mochen casually threw the blame on Li Chunchu, and at the same time he slightly frowned, saying seriously: "It must be mentioned that the essence of the green-haired and red-faced sword is just a guiding technique and has no martial arts ability. Delaying aging and improving the skin are only the accompanying effects of this sword technique. Body shaping and strengthening physique are its foundation. If you doubt it, you can practice diligently in the next few days. As long as you master the correct method, I believe that you will see the effect after up to three days. Emm~ The physical condition is not so fast, mainly the skin will become healthier, bright, elastic, and the color will become darker. So next, please listen carefully."

He knew that Ameriga's women were different from those in the East, the latter regarded whiteness as beauty, while the former tended to be wheat-colored skin. So Li Mochen adapted to local conditions. Anyway, he was just doing things in melanin, just reverse operations.

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Meanwhile, at the Dobbins Air Force Base in Atlanta, a thirty-year-old man in a major general uniform with a wide back and a thick waist as thick as a bear, accompanied by numerous entourages, walked off a military plane.

Just as this person walked into a luxury car that was already ready, the mobile phone held by his assistant suddenly rang.

The thirty-year-old man raised his eyebrows and then held the mobile phone in his hand.

"Margaret is it?"

"I guessed very accurately, my dear brother."

A laugh came from the phone: "Then let me guess, you have returned to Atlanta now, right?"

"Yes! It's right at Dobbins Air Force Base, returning to the city."

The thirty-year-old man said without hesitation: "You guys are really too incompetent, so I have to rush back and deal with the problem myself."

"Incompetent? Christian, this is a serious accusation."

Margaret Wiltonstein's tone was leisurely: "So you are going to take action yourself and kill Andre, our nephew, right?"

The thirty-year-old man couldn't help but frown. He could hear the ridicule and ridicule hidden in the voice.

"I know you have this ability, but you should know the consequences more, Christian, you are driving him crazy. That bastard should be the last thing he cares about, and the only thing that can tie him up."

Margaret sneered: "It's easy to kill him, but we all can't survive, including you Christian. He won't have any more scruples. After the Clisa incident, this cold guy no longer regards us as children. He has long known that we did it. So you should understand? Don't think that blood and family can limit him. Our nephew can die in anyone's hands, but we can't."

"Margaret, in your eyes, am I such a stupid person?"

Christian Wiltonstein pulled his collar open and his breath was heavy: "Of course I don't want Andre's death to be related to us, but you shouldn't let him cultivate his wings. I've heard that Edwin Antonio of the Blood Hands has been removed by him, right?"

"It's not just about eliminating the three hundred combatants of the Dragon Witch Cult in Atlanta, plus an underground military base that can catch up with half of the Yonggu Fortress, it was also destroyed by his men."

Margaret's emotions seemed particularly complicated: "Today's Atlanta City seems calm on the surface. But almost everyone is shocked by the power he showed, including me and your two brothers."

"This is because you've been sitting and watching."

Christian looked cold and harsh: "I'm so indecisive, my sister! Even if I can't attack Andre himself, I shouldn't let his subordinates act recklessly in Atlanta. He has grown hard wings now, right?"

"The problem is that the time is too short, only two weeks. Who would have thought that? He had such a strong armed force in two weeks, so we didn't think about how to deal with it."
Chapter completed!