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As the Sword Technique Instructor of Tianhong Martial Arts Hall, Zuo Yi holds a Sword Technique Professional 3rd Rank Certificate.

This is the minimum standard for becoming a Sword Technique Instructor. According to China Martial Arts Alliance, Wrestler and Swordsman below Rank 3 are not allowed to teach in Martial Arts Hall.

Therefore, those students who had previously registered with Sun Qiang, after knowing that Zuo Yi only had a Rank 3 certificate, were unwilling to follow him, even threatening to withdraw tuition fees.

If Zuo Yi had a 9th Rank Certificate, the situation would be completely different.

Only Sun Qiang stayed.

The reason he was willing to learn swords from Zuo Yi was actually quite funny, because he didn’t want to mingle with Zhao Shaohui, who reminded him of delinquent who bullied himself.

And Sun Qiang’s purpose of learning sword is not to become a Professional Swordsman, just to learn some self-defense ability, and by the way reduce weight.

However, after studying with Zuo Yi for a week, Student Little Qiang found that he had run into luck!

Although Zuo Yi taught him very few things, he only had one move a few days ago, and today he learned another one of Sword Art. It is very simple content, but he really felt the change that he had.

The true strength of Zuo Yi is more than just Rank 3!

So Sun Qiang is very envious of Bao’er.

But envy and envy, Student Little Qiang practicing sword is still full of energy, he repeatedly slashed his sword, and soon entered the state of ecstasy.

In fact, little fatty does not need to envy Bao’er at all, and the pro-daughter treatment will never fall on him.

In fact he was already extremely lucky.

It is important to know that even in the High Dimension Sadya World, only members of the Imperial Family of the most powerful empires are eligible to receive a Sacred Rank Knight instruction.

In other words, Sun Qiang now enjoys the treatment of the imperial prince.

This level of luck is almost the same as spending 2 million yuan in 1000 yuan, may come by with luck, but not by searching for it!

Zuo Yi’s attention was not focused on the lucky little fatty. He guided Bao’er wholeheartedly to learn the Faston Court Cross-Shaped Sword Technique.

Faston Court Cross-Shaped Sword Technique is the secret skill of the Faston Imperial Family, which has reached the Legendary Rank.

That is to say, the highest realm of this sword technique is enough to match the Legendary Knight. Its inheritance has a history of thousands of years. During the period, it has gone through thousands of refinements and demerits of the Imperial Family’s numerous High Level powerhouses, reaching a near-perfect level.

Zuo Yi not at all masters the highest secret skills of the Faston cross sword, but it is more than enough to teach Bao’er.

Although he did not have much indulgence in this sword technique, but with his powerful and unmatched strength and outstanding Sword Path innate talent, Bao’er customized the basic swordsmanship of Faston Cross Sword with his hands and feet.

Zuo Yi silently inspired Battle Qi, wrapping Bao’er in the gentlest way, helping her to complete her moves with precision and accuracy, without any mistakes.

In addition, this form of guidance exercise, 100% fits her muscles and muscles, both in terms of posture and strength. It will not only have the effect of strengthening, but will not have a negative effect on her body growth .

It sounds very simple. In fact, if it is not for Zuo Yi’s ability to control his own power, it will not be possible.

It’s like dancing on the tip of a knife, carving on tofu, and lettering on rice grains.

In Bao’er’s feeling, being embraced by father like this and mastering the practicing sword is an interesting thing.

She waved the dragon’s blood cross sword in her hand, chopped, slanted, swept, pierced, stabbed …

Imperceptibly imprinted the most basic moves of the Faston Court Cross-Shaped Sword Technique in his own memory.

“Baby, are you tired?”

After practicing for about half an hour, Zuo Yi stopped.

He let go of Bao’er, reached out and wiped the crystalline sweat beads from the forehead of the little girl, and said lovingly, “We’ll get here today and have some water and rest.”

Bao’er is only four years old, and practicing for so long is already the limit, no matter how much it is bad for her health.

“Ah.”

Bao’er nodded, the expression on the little red face is full of excitement: “father, practicing sword is so fun!”

In front of the little puppet who was doing hard work against the sword puppet, he cried.

Woof!

Tyke didn’t know where to pick up a towel and sent it to Bao’er in front of him, waving his tail in flattery.

The towels looked clean.

“A’Ty really clever!”

Bao’er touched his head and gave him a reward for “head-to-head killing”.

Zuo Yi brought Bao’er a cup of warm water and asked her to drink and rehydrate.

Only then did Zuo Yi notice that Student Little Qiang was still sweating and said to him, “You take a break, too.”

The learning spirit of little fatty is commendable, but practicing sword is not a one-time thing. Hard work and persistence are necessary, but they must not exceed the necessary limit, otherwise it is a physical torture.

Sun Qiang gasping for breath stopped, he wiped his sweat, took the bento box over and asked Bao’er to please: “Little Junior Sister, would you like some snacks? My mother made them, but they are delicious. ! “

Little fatty nephew Nei Cong, knowing that courting Zuo Yi is far better than courting Bao’er.

“Thank you big brother.”

Bao’er politely declined: “I’m not hungry.”

Sun Qiang scratched his head.

Then he saw Tyke staring at the bento box in his hand, a salivating look.

Little fatty couldn’t help it. He immediately opened the bento box and showed the delicious snacks stored in it. He asked Tyke, “Do you want to eat?”

This fierce little white dog can’t be ignored, he dare not to please Zuo Yi, but also can’t please Bao’er, so he can only go second and take the pet route.

Tyke crooked his head and glanced at little fatty, and gave him the look of “being your acquaintance” to let the latter know for himself.

Instead of rushing directly to grab food, it turned around and returned to Bao’er’s side, scratching her head with a coquettish tail.

I want to eat, I want to eat!

Bao’er put his hands on his hips and raised his face, saying, “No gluttony!”

A’Ty is all right, just too greedy!

Tyke pulls his head down awkwardly, and lands on the ground lost.

The pitiful appearance made Bao’er unbearable.

“it’s okay no problem…”

Still Sun Qiang was smart enough to quickly put up a bento box with both hands and said diligently: “The weather is too hot, and these snacks will break if they are not eaten. It would be a shame to waste them!”

Bao’er hesitated and asked, “Why don’t you eat?”

Sun Qiang said bitterly, “I want to lose weight.”

The snacks made by Qiang Mom are very delicious, and there are many patterns, such as crab yellow buns, milk yellow buns, bean paste buns, crystal shrimp dumplings …

That’s how Student Little Qiang was fed fat.

Now he is determined to lose weight, these high-calorie snacks Nature can no longer eat.

Nei Qiang Mom has jammed him so much today.

Bao’er turned to look at Zuo Yi.

Zuo Yi nodded.

With Father’s consent, Bao’er took the bento box from Sun Qiang and said, “Thank you big brother.”

“You’re welcome, you’re welcome, you’re welcome!”

Sun Qiang couldn’t stop smiling — this time it’s a big deal, it’s not easy!

The lunch box brought by Sun Qiang was three stories high and heavy, making Bao’er almost unable to hold it.

She put the box on a stool next to her, and handed a crab-yellow packet to Tyke: “A’Ty, you can eat.”

Tyke immediately jumped up with blood and revived, his eyes catching the crab bao from Bao’er’s hand.

Ah!

Crab yellow packets disappeared in an instant.

The bun was too small, and it didn’t taste any taste when it was swallowed directly into the abdomen, so he looked at Bao’er eagerly.

Bao’er had no choice but to take another piece.

The snacks in the bento box disappeared quickly, and they were all devoured by Tyke.

Then the second and third boxes.

Three boxes of dim sum are gone.

Bao’er didn’t realize the situation until the end, and was embarrassed: “big brother Sun Qiang, sorry.”

She had to criticize Tyke again: “Look at you!”

Tyke turned his head to look at Sun Qiang, and Lu Lu threatened the light. Do you have a comment

It won’t look good just because it has eaten a few boxes of snacks!

“no problem, no problem!”

Sun Qiang shook his head like a rattle: “It’s the best to eat up, the best!”

Zuo Yi couldn’t help laughing, pats little fatty said on the shoulder: “Young man is very promising.”

Sun Qiang hehe sneered, his bones were three or two lighter.

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The first one is sent on, and the ticket is routinely sought.