Eriz held a sword in his arms, and the silver-white sword body shook. The sword light reflected on his half-lidded eyelids, and his dark pupils looked at Ryuu inquiringly. He didn't think that his master came here intentionally to cause trouble. Instead, he felt that this person had a deep thought and was afraid that he had some good intentions.
Could it be that he had already discovered his identity? Could he have begun to doubt himself? Wanted to see if he would reveal his flaws? Eriz pursed his lips, suppressed his spiritual power, and became more cautious with his hands. He didn't know the reason why the master came out today but he didn't like that kind of feeling at all. His eyes stared at Ryuu was business eating nuts and drinking liquor while he nodded his head at the three of them without much care in the world.
Eriz saw through his little thoughts at a glance. He should obviously hide his clumsiness, but for some reason, he suddenly Thinking that Ryuu's moist eyes would look at him, he suddenly was unwilling to bow his head and admit defeat and be the loser. Perhaps it was the man's competitiveness that caused Eriz to smile at Zion.
"Senior brother, please don't bully others. Everyone in the sect knows that senior brother has entered the school early and has deep spiritual power. How can senior brother Chu and I be your opponents?"
" Then there is no need for spiritual power, we will just compete!" Zion said and he was full of confidence.
The ancient time was so strange this is the world of cultivation. Ryuu is a lover for sports so this was something he was looking forward too.
A person like him who doesn't know anything about swordsmanship he wanted to see how far these three would go he found out the male lead but he wants nothing to do with that male lead.
He had both started the school. After so long, even if you have no spiritual power, you can still beat these two junior brothers. At the same time, you can also show off in front of the master. Maybe after the master arrives, he will be more impressed by him and like himself even more! The three of them started fighting each other with a hint of humility between brothers. They were all handsome young men, with tall and straight postures and different temperaments. When they stood together, they looked like the protagonists movies on TV. When he swung his sword, his posture was as strong and vigorous as a shooting star.
Ryuu watched eagerly, feeling as if he was fascinated by martial arts dramas when he was a child. When he saw the rise, he put the sword in his hand He stuffed the pine nuts into his pocket.
He put his white and tender fingers together and clapped excitedly. "Okay!"
After he shouted "Okay", the figures of the three people in the field changed, and the sword energy on each person suddenly became colder. Zion seemed to be inspired, his cheeks were reddish, his eyes were bright, he grinned in the direction of Ryuu, with a look determined to win; opposite Zion was Ryuu's excited smile, he looked up, The beauty's smile was as bright as a flower, and he looked at him with encouragement in her bright eyes. his heartbeat paused for a second, and then suddenly jumped up again.
Eriz pursed his thin lips tightly, glanced at the figure huddled on the chair, and then saw the two When he saw the senior brother, his eyes were already flashing with cold light. This was a battle of male dignity.
No one wanted to lose in front of that man. There was a flash of swords and swords on the training stage, and the three figures were so fast that they almost reached the afterimage. It was almost impossible to catch it, and it was all gone. The sound of swords and fencing sounded together, and Ryuu was overwhelmed, and his eyes could hardly see.
Why must he be a master can he just pack up and leave?
Although it was morning, Lucas's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and he blocked it Zion faced him with a sword, and said that he drew the sword away. Zion had no time to reply, and ducked away to avoid Eriz's sword light. This junior brother is usually very quiet, but he didn't expect his swordsmanship to be so proficient! "
Eriz voice became clearer and clearer the light of swords and shadows of swords reappeared, and there was another burst of fighting. At the end of the exchange, the three figures fell to the ground. A strand of Lucas's hair fell down, and the hand holding the sword was trembling. Zion was already injured, and his face was pale and out of breath Eriz clothes were scratched, and he held his hands towards the two of them the corner of his mouth turned with a smile. He raised his head and looked at the white figure with expectation in his cold and dark eyes.
Ryuu stared at him why is that rebellious disciple staring at him creepy don't like that feeling it's so familiar but yet unfamiliar.
The person under the white fox fur was silent, and the big hat covered half of his face, so his expression could not be seen clearly.
Eriz frowned. Could it be that the shout was not for him? Did he win, but he was disappointed?
Eriz's face was covered with a layer of frost, and he strode towards the direction of the chair until it became clearer. As soon as he saw his silent master, Eriz's expression suddenly became complicated. The two senior brothers who followed him also fell silent. The three people looked at each other, and it was rare to see a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes: The three of them fought so hard, Master, and he actually fell asleep! Zion's, adhering to the loyal attribute of a licking dog, gave a look of helplessness.
"Master, maybe the master's poison has not been cleared away and he is tired."
The words just fell.
The man in the white fox fur moved, and his delicate white face poked out a little from the big hat. His eyes were a little blurry when he just woke up, his eyelashes flickered, and suddenly he was met with three pairs of stares. Close your own eyes.
Jiang Luoluo took back the movement he was about to stretch, and fluttered his eyelashes a few times, "Wow! It was really exciting just now!"
Three people:
Even the loyal dog licker Zion was speechless and didn't know how to give it to his teacher.
Ryuu didn't feel embarrassed at all. He got up from the chair and gathered her fox fur cloak. A few plain white fingers were pinched at the collar, like fine white porcelain. The cold wind blew by, and the white fingertips were stained. A thin layer of powder.
Looks extremely delicate.
Eriz stared at those fingers for a while before he heard his master ask.
"Who won?"
After getting the answer, the white figure suddenly appeared in front of him. His master was smaller than him in stature. To show respect, Eriz usually lowered his head. Just when Ryuu looked up at him, a beautiful smile broke into his sight. Those white porcelain-like fingers stretched out and pinched his face:
"So powerful" The touch on his face was soft, Eriz's whole body was stiff, his dark eyes were staring at Ryuu so hard that he stopped breathing. The details of every movement are magnified in my mind, his plain white and beautiful face, the fragrance on his sleeves, the clear and sweet voice, those shining and moist eyes, everything is full of his own reflection. He played it very slowly, as if it would be engraved into his brain. Eriz pupils dilated slightly, and the Adam's apple under his collar rolled twice unconsciously.
Ryuu stood up and he stepped forward and smiled at Zion he looks like Parker and he touched his head.
"Idiot you work so hard make sure you heal your wounds here this put it in the bath and your wounds will heal alright, take good care of your injuries and perform well next time~"
"hmm" Zion said, unable to tell the specific feelings in his heart. It was like someone Holding a sword towards him, he subconsciously thought it was for him, but found that the other party turned around in front of him and left with the sword. This thought circulated in his mind twice, and Zion finally Looking back. Lost. He actually felt lost because the other person didn't pinch his face.
This feeling made him confused and ashamed. He stared straight ahead, and for a moment he didn't know what to do. .
"Master!"
"Zion, don't be upset failing is part of life you will have many step backs within life you will have many people who are stronger then you but as long as you get up and still hold you sword and fight you will become a powerful swords no spear man hand that sword over," Ryuu said and he threw it backwards.
Bang.
"Who did this!"
"Never mind I notice that swordsmanship isn't for you but with spear you can become a sharp spear man, here," Ryuu said and held out a spear that was so beautiful this was bought by the system it's nothing but trash to him.
"Have it, it's nothing to me," Ryuu said with a gentle tone.
"Thank you master."
"Eriz, here is a scroll for, now that is over training is done bye," Ryuu said.
"Who was destroyed by the statue."
"Calm down no one did."
"Divine Master Ryuo! Do you think I won't fight you."
"Whatever I don't care your statue was so ugly anyway," Ryuu muttered and slammed the door.
So arrogant!
Eriz lowered his eyes and looked at his palm. He had measured it with his hand that night, and the soft touch seemed to still remain in his palm, delicate and slender. Like a little rabbit left to be slaughtered. A cluster of fire spread from the palm of his hand to the bottom of his heart. Eriz didn't dare to think about it any more and turned his head. On the table. Ryuu plucked at the red bean porridge in his bowl, listening to the system encouraging him in his mind.
Mj: Host! Come on, host! You have to gain favor in front of the target! Isn't this a wonderful idea? What a good opportunity!
Ryuu scratched the red bean porridge with a spoon and glanced at the faces of the three apprentices.
"It will snow heavily in the next few days. I'm afraid your house will not be able to hold on. Don't get infected by the wind and cold," Ryuu said while he stared at the hot tea and he sighed so tired.
Mj: Host get some points from Eriz come on you can do this!
Ding
Male Lead Name: Ryo Black
Age: 18
Value Points: 0/2,000
Evil Rate: 0%
Favorite Points: 0/85.9
Charm Points: 0/100
Fate Rate: 0%
Mission Rate: Purple level 4
{Mj I give up on this person why must I suffer in his hands no thanks I rather die!}