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Chapter 49: I think you have good bones


"These memories are too real.

This was left behind due to sword practice.

He got out of bed, opened his cabinet, and found that there was a wooden box in the cabinet that was not there before.

Pulling the wooden box out and opening it, all the items inside were displayed in front of Xunze's eyes.

Placed on top is a set of fencing uniforms, which were presented by the Tang Sword Fencing Association.

Only the president or swordsmen who have made great contributions to the sport of fencing can wear swordsman uniforms.

There are no more than ten pieces of fencing uniforms in China.

Underneath the fencing costume is a wooden sword with a scabbard.

This is an ancestral artifact of the Qinglian swordsmanship lineage.

Of course, the Qinglian Swordsman line says that this wooden sword is the one Li Bai used when practicing swordsmanship.

In fact, the wooden sword cannot be preserved for that long.

Basically, every two or three generations, the Qinglian Swordsman line needs to find it.

Man recreates an identical wooden sword.

So the wooden sword in Xunze's hand was made by his master and was not an antique at all.

However, the old wooden sword had been destroyed, so Xunze told him that this sword was used by Li Bai when he practiced swordplay, so no one would dare to question it.

Underneath the wooden sword are some certificates and certificates, also issued by the Tang Jian Fencing Association.

Ask Xunze to take out the small ID book at the bottom and flip through it, and saw a photo of himself taken when he was eighteen years old.

Next to the photo, there are words related to the identity introduction: The honorary president of the Chinese Tang Sword Fencing Association is named Xunze.

Of course, in addition to this certificate proving Xunze's identity, any sword hall disciple can also find Xunze's personal information on the official website of the fencing association.

As the mascot of the Tang Sword Fencing Association, the Qinglian lineage has no real power, but its status is still quite high.

After all, the Qinglian lineage represents the inheritance and orthodoxy of Chinese swordsmanship.

If the Tang Sword Fencing Association wants to restrain the major sword halls across the country, in addition to the official status granted by the state, the support of the Qinglian lineage is also indispensable.

What a scam.

Xunze looked at the pile of things in front of him and admired Da Meow, a fat orange cat.

Yesterday, I was just a little hardworking guy who graduated from college and started his own business.

Today, I have become the heir of an ancient inheritance, and I also have a serious official status.

This is just Li Bai After Gao Qiu graduated, there was also a thank you ceremony.

After graduation, future students will definitely be in a similar situation to Li Bai.

At that time, I will completely become an expert living in seclusion in the city.

If you reveal your identity at a critical moment, you may scare a group of people to death.

No, I can't think about it anymore.

How can I let these depraved thoughts corrupt myself.

Xunze quickly stopped his fantasy, reached out and stuffed his fencing association certificate into his arms, and then closed the wooden box.

"Wow, teacher, you didn't sleep last night."

Zhao Ke'er woke up from a full sleep in the morning.

When he looked up, he saw Ming Xunze gesturing with a wooden sword in the living room with two circles of black eyes.

"I woke up after sleeping for a while."

Xunze gently put the wooden sword back in his hand, then looked at Zhao Ke'er and said, "This morning, my master remembered that he hadn't practiced swordsmanship for a long time, so he got up and practiced for a while. " "Teacher, you really haven't woken up."

Zhao Ke'er looked at Xunze and chuckled, "If you can fencing, then in addition to eating, I can also sing and dance.

You are as idle as me.

You only know how to play games, what about fencing?”

"Why do you look down on the teacher?"

Xunze flicked his wrist and placed the wooden sword on Zhao Keer's shoulder.

"Now that the matter has happened, the teacher doesn't hide it anymore.

In fact, the teacher is Qinglian."

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The only descendant of the swordsmanship line, there is no rival in the world for his swordsmanship.

After experiencing the loneliness of being invincible in the world, he lived in seclusion here to teach.

I think you have good bones and a spiritual person.

Do you want to become my disciple of Qinglian swordsmanship?

The most closed disciple in my sect.”

"Alas, teacher, you are stupid again."

Zhao Keer looked at Ming Xunze with eyes caring for mentally retarded children and said, "But who makes me your most patient student?

So you can brag as much as you want here.

Yes.

But remember not to do this when you go out, you will be kidnapped to a mental hospital."

"Forget it if you don't want to join my sect."

He asked Xunze to put the wooden sword back into its scabbard and then put it aside.

"I was busy with other things this morning, so I didn't make breakfast for you.

Whatever you want to eat, I'll order takeout."

"Wow, then I want to eat Lanzhou beef noodles."

Zhao Keer clapped her hands and said, "But there is no need to order takeout.

The two of us go out to eat.

A new Lanzhou beef noodle restaurant has opened on the street opposite the community."

"Shouldn't it be called Lanzhou Ramen?

Why is it beef noodles?"

Xunze asked while looking for his coat.

"A true foodie should know the authentic name of each delicacy."

Zhao Ke'er pretended to be an adult, patting Xunze's shoulder and said, "The correct name for Lanzhou Ramen is Lanzhou Beef Noodles."

"Okay, okay, everything you said is right."

Xunze was already feeling sleepy at this moment, and he still had the energy to discuss the name issue with Zhao Keer.

After going out and eating two bowls of noodles, I called Xunze and Zhao Keer and came back.

"I'm going to catch up on my sleep first.

You wake me up at noon and we go to Hongya Cave to watch Chi Yihan's fencing match."

Jing Xunze told Zhao Ke'er.

"I know."

Zhao Keer waved her hand and signaled Xunze to go to bed quickly.

She was going to play games.

In fact, it is unreliable to expect Zhao Keer, who is in game mode, to wake herself up.

After all, once the team battle starts, she may even forget what she called herself, let alone wake others up.

But it's a pity that Xunze didn't understand this until he woke up.

Therefore, when Xunze, who was late for bed, brought Zhao Keer to the Hongya Sword Hall, it was already more than two hours late from his originally scheduled arrival time.

"I'm sorry that I can't find any better seats."

The disciple of the Sword Hall who was responsible for selling tickets said to Xunze, "Now there are only two seats near the corridor that are empty.

Do you two need them?"

"Need."

Xunze nodded decisively.

In fact, he came here just to see if Chi Yihan could pass the genius test.

She quite likes this down-to-earth and hard-working little girl, and the little girl's swordsmanship talent is also good.

Although Xunze is only eighteen years old and is not old enough to worry about the next generation of Qinglian swordsmanship, it is still necessary to cultivate a few good seedlings in advance.

After all, there is no other person like him in the world who possesses a perverted level of swordsmanship talent

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