January ends and February arrives.

Class 3 has two classes in the morning, one magic class, and one swordsmanship class.

However, the swordsmanship teacher had not arrived yet, and the original swordsmanship class was replaced by guns.

But just as the team members of the third class were just finished the illusion class with anger and packed up their things with an unhappy look and were about to take Gu Ziming's gun class, Tang Lin suddenly appeared and informed everyone that the swordsman's swordsman had arrived and the gunsman class was cancelled. Now he went to the swordsman's swordsman to come to class.

This is really good news. The team members, who were originally unhappy, ran to the swordsmanship classroom cheering.

Tang Lin was angry and helpless. These soldiers had no idea about Teacher Gu’s conscience!

After sighing, Tang Lin continued to go to the next classroom to inform.

The members of the third class came to the swordsmanship classroom that they had never been to before and were surprised to find that the seemingly ordinary appearance of the classroom, but when they walked in, there was a unique world.

The tables and chairs turned into flat grass. They were on the top of a mountain. There was a cliff in front of the grass, as if they were being slashed down with a sword, flat and smooth.

On the cliff, a small waterfall flows down, and the water winds along the stream to the bottom of the mountain.

The sky in front of the mountain is blue, white clouds, and the sun is blooming warmly, everything is so real.

"Isn't this still an illusion?" Zhang Yang asked in surprise.

He walked to the edge of the cliff curiously, looked down, and saw the scenery of the mountains and rivers. However, he leaned forward and was gently pushed away by a transparent barrier.

Everyone who had been exposed to the formation course immediately speculated, "This may be a space formation. We were teleported to this mountain by mysterious power from the classroom door."

Everyone nodded, thinking that this explanation is the most reasonable.

"But Teacher Long also said that the space formation is the most complex and difficult to understand, and it is not what he is best at. So who set up this swordsmanship classroom?"

The team members were curiously speculating, "With such a big deal, it must be a return boss who has set up the deal."

Zhang Yang glanced at the team member speechlessly, "You are not nonsense!"

The team members were not angry and laughed: "I heard that most of the returnees went to the Immortal Academy. It may be that the troops asked the big guys from the academy to set up the issue."

Teammates were talking, but Ou Keqin discovered that Wang Shuyueda had been standing under the waterfall since he arrived at the top of the mountain, staring at somewhere motionlessly.

After enduring it, I couldn't help but be curious, and stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder, "What are you looking at?"

Wang Shuyue turned around and saw Ou Keqin frowning, looking at him with curiosity, raised her hand and pointed to the waterfall.

"There is a sword mark under the waterfall."

She felt that this sword energy seemed a bit familiar.

However, Wang Shuyue did not say what happened next.

After she said this, Ou Keqin looked at the cliff, searched carefully, and finally saw a white mark less than half a meter long under the small waterfall.

Seeing this white mark, Okqin suddenly felt that Wang Shuyue's eyes were too perverted. Such subtle traces were still blocked by the waterfall. How did she discover them at first sight?

However, Ou Keqin still looked at it carefully several times, sure that he couldn't see any flowers, so he whispered:

"Maybe it was the traces left by the returnees when they split the cliff. Is there anything special?"

Wang Shuyue shook her head, smiled at Ou Keqin, and ran to study the teleportation arrays entering and exiting beside the mountain top with other teammates.

Ou Keqin felt it was inexplicable and shook his head and no longer had any worries.

But I didn't know that Wang Shuyue had his performance in his eyes and had already made a conclusion in her heart.

The squad leader, like her, has no talent for practicing swords at all!

If she had doubts just now, then after seeing the teleportation array in front of her, she could be sure that this swordsmanship classroom was written by her aunt.

The inconspicuous sword marks and the remaining sword energy were exactly the same as the sword energy emitted when my aunt cut off Wu Yang's wrist. It was definitely because my aunt hadn't run away.

Although she had not understood the mystery in this little sword mark, she believed that someone would definitely be able to understand something from it.

Before the swordsman's hand came, Wang Shuyue suddenly felt a little anxious to pee, said hello to the class leader, walked past the teleportation array that emitted a faint light, and returned to the gate of the base swordsman classroom.

He rushed into the bathroom quickly and solved the physiological problems.

Wang Shuyue washed her hands, brushed the water and walked out of the bathroom comfortably. When she raised her eyes, she saw a young man in white holding a sword in his hand, standing at the gate of the swordsmanship classroom. She was stunned at first, and then rushed over in surprise.

"Three sentences!"

The boy in white turned around and saw that it was her coming. The corners of his mouth bent and laughed, as if he was not surprised that she would appear here.

"Uncle Master." Sansheng held the sword and held a bow.

Wang Shuyue waved her hand excitedly, signaling him not to punish this false ceremony, and said proudly:

"I have now completed the Qi training. Are I surprised or surprised?"

The young man's handsome face was indeed stunned. After a moment, he laughed again. The stream of light flashed through his black eyes. He said congratulations first, and then added:

"Uncle Master, I've been in seclusion for April, and I've built my foundation."

However, Sansheng did not say that his foundation-building pill was a gift to him by Wang Shufen.

Wang Shuyue's smug smile suddenly froze on her face, and the little bit of sage in her heart instantly dissipated. She looked up at Sansheng, and the boy pursed his lips and smiled slightly. At first glance, he was serious and could not make any mistakes.

But she still felt that he did it on purpose!

"Can you play with me, right?" Wang Shuyue raised her hand and wanted to slap the little boy in front of her in the back of the head and show her uncle's majesty.

But he didn't expect that, his raised hand was stunned in the air.

She took a step back suspiciously, gestured in disbelief between the two, and was shocked to find that the boy who had only reached her ear last year had not seen him for half a year and was as tall as her!

No, the training shoes she wore were three centimeters more.

He lowered his head and glanced at the flat cloth boots on the boy's feet, and Wang Shuyue took a breath.

"Have you taken hormones? Why did you grow so fast? A little taller than me, it's too much!"

Sansheng looked at her angry look in a daze, not knowing where he messed with her.

However, he still replied obediently: "Uncle Master, the three provinces are already fourteen."

The implication is that as you get older, you will naturally grow taller.

Wang Shuyue, who was rising but had always stayed at 1.6 meters tall, was speechless. She could only take a deep breath and looked at Sansheng's youthful tender face enviously.

She pointed to the classroom next to her and asked with certainty: "Are you here to be a swordsman?"

"Yes." Sansheng nodded and said embarrassedly: "Sansheng is here for the first time, and I hope my uncle will give me more advice."

"You are kind to me~" Wang Shuyue waved her hand, pushed open the classroom door generously, patted her chest and promised, "Let's go, with me here, they dare not bully you."
Chapter completed!