Crack!
At last, the branch in Lin Beichen's hand could not bear the force and broke directly.
But Lin Beichen seemed to be unaware of that, holding the remaining half of the branch and keeping displaying the sword skill.
Lin Beichen did not get out of this strange state until he clearly felt painful and tired in the joints of his body.
He panted with unprecedentedly bright eyes.
"The app in the phone turned out to be a substitute for practicing sword skills."
He finally figured out the function of the app.
The shadowy figure in the app, resembled him exactly, could replace the real figure to practice martial arts. Every time the figure in the app displayed the sword skills, he would have a better understanding and mastery of Basic Close Triple Sword Strikes.
Its effect was even far better than that of Lin Beichen's own practice in real life.
It took Lin Beichen just half an hour to fully master the Basic Close Triple Sword Strikes which was called the supreme skill of basic swordsmanship.
There was no bottleneck in the whole process.
Even Si Xinlin, Wu Xi, and Wu Xiaofang, who were seen as the "Once-in-twenty-year Geniuses" in Grade Two of the college, could not impossibly have such a high speed and efficiency.
"So now, I'm a genius for cultivation, right?"
"Ha ha ha ha…"
Lin Beichen deliberately pulled his bushy, black and long hair backward from the forehead with his hands. The man with slicked-back hair rested his hands on his waist, looked up to the sky and laughed like a lunatic.
Did it turn out that the phone was actually a magic weapon for cultivation?
It was interesting.
In this way, no matter which martial methods and skills he learned, he only needed to download the corresponding APPs in the phone. Then he could become increasingly stronger without any effort!
With such a phone, he could conquer the whole continent.
"Ha ha ha ha…"
Lin Beichen's laughter as frightening as a night owl's filled the whole campus.
A dozen sleeping birds were awakened, fluttering their wings and fleeing away in a panic.
It was terrible.
Young Master went crazy again.
Steward Wang covered his forehead with a look of horror and stood away subconsciously.
"However, why is there nothing but Basic Close Triple Sword Strikes in this mobile phone?"
Laughing wildly for a while, Lin Beichen supported his right elbow with his left hand, pinched his chin with his right hand, and pondered.
In today's class, the old teacher Ding Sanshi had taught two things totally.
Primary Mystery Energy Condensing Skill.
Basic Close Triple Sword Strikes.
Only the latter appeared in the app store of the phone.
Did it randomly appear?
Or…
Was there any other reason?
Lin Beichen tended to believe the latter thought.
He pondered for a while and suddenly remembered something.
"When Ding Sanshi taught the Primary Mystery Energy Condensing Skill in the first lesson, I didn’t listen carefully but studied the mobile phone. In the second lesson, when he demonstrated the Basic Close Triple Sword Strikes, I still didn’t listen carefully, but I did something else..."
At that time, Lin Beichen used the phone as a camera and took a video of Ding Sanshi's demonstration of the Basic Close Triple Sword strikes.
At that moment, he just wanted to try taking a video and saw if he could trigger any new functions.
Was that the reason?
So, if he took a video when the teacher was demonstrating the martial methods and skills, he could take the contents of methods and skills in the phone. Then some unknown mysterious force could turn the video into apps for cultivation?
"Such a scientific and logical deduction must be the truth. Haha, the handsome appearance coupled with a high IQ makes such a perfect man as me... Hahaha!"
Lin Beichen laughed again while covering his forehead.
However, as great men had once said, practice is the sole criterion for testing truth.
So, Lin Beichen decided to verify the deduction again in the class tomorrow, just in case.
He would take a video of other course's content and see if there would be new APPs in the application store.
It was urgent to pass the Midyear Competition of the Third Junior College within three days, successfully stay at college, and to develop himself for a while.
It required strength.
Right now, he had mastered the Basic Close Triple Sword Strikes, and it should not be a problem to defeat any one of second-grade warriors in this college.
But this was not enough.
Because being invincible among second-grade warriors could not guarantee that he would definitely pass the Midyear Competition.
He must be invincible among the third-grade warriors.
"In this world, martial skills and Mystery Energy supplement each other, just like the relationship between the martial moves and Qi on the earth in my previous life. Without enough Qi, supreme martial moves cannot exert enormous power. At the same time, without supreme martial moves, a great amount of Qi can only exert the sharply decreased power.
"So, I have to find a way to quickly raise the level of Mystery Energy in my body."
Lin Beichen had an increasingly clearer mind.
The phone was just the key to improving strength.
In the class tomorrow, he must take videos carefully and try to get an app for cultivating Mystery Energy.
Lin Beichen took out his mobile phone subconsciously and took a look at it.
Shit!
Immediately, he jumped high in the sky.
The phone's battery was at 15% power.
The phone's battery was being drained faster.
It must be because the Basic Close Triple Sword Strikes APP was running in the background.
It was a very simple common sense that the more phone apps were running; the more power would be consumed.
"What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?"
Lin Beichen, who was laughing wildly just now, was a little scared now.
Using APPs for cultivation was indeed forceful.
But if the phone was power off, everything would be bullshit.
But how could he charge it?
He had not had any idea yet until now.
At this time-- "Young Master? Are you okay, Young Master?"
When Steward Wang saw Lin Beichen continuously switching his mood between laughing widely and being blank, he always felt that Young Master had received too much stimulation so that his brain disorder attack was increasingly frequent. The more he thought, the more he felt Lin Beichen wrong. Then he walked to Lin Beichen trucklingly.
Lin Beichen woke up from his meditation.
Looking at the triangular-shaped face close to him, Lin Beichen thought of something and asked, "You dog, my family has got into deep trouble. Your supporter is gone, and the accountants, servants, and guards also run away. Why not go away?"
On hearing that, Steward Wang immediately patted his chest, and said indignantly and righteously, "Young Master, what are you talking about? My name is Wang Zhong, and the character of 'Zhong' refers to loyalty. I'm famous for my loyalty. Alive, my body belongs to the Lin family; dead, I am a ghost of the Lin family. How can I ignore Young Master when you're in trouble? I'm never a man worse than beasts."
Lin Beichen was still half doubtful. "Are you such a loyal man?"
"Of course, what's more, I see you grow up." Steward Wang seemed to be kind and amiable in an instant. "In my heart, Young Master is like my son. How can I abandon my son?"
Immediately, Lin Beichen was a little moved.
A gale proves the vigorous grass, and drawbacks tell who is loyal to you.
However, the next moment, he reacted suddenly.
Eh?
Something was wrong.
"Nice try! How dare you wish to be my father?""You dog, you're telling a lie, aren't you? You usually take advantage of my power to bully people in the city, and you have done no less evil than me. Those who want to kill me also want to kill you. You must have known that you had nowhere to run, so you came to the college and found me. You wanted to take advantage of me to hide in the college, didn't you?"Lin Beichen cursed furiously.The righteousness on Wang Zhong's face turned into a fawning smile."Young Master is really intelligent and incomparably wise to read my mind. Hehe... But, Young Master, wouldn't it be great if you allowed me to stay with you and serve you?"That was true to a certain extent.Lin Beichen snorted coldly and stretched out his hand. "Do you have any money on you? Give me some."Wang Zhong said bitterly, "All the property of the Lin family was confiscated. I have no
Although he knew that there would be many students causing trouble for him today, he still had to take his classes.After all, knowledge is power.If he wanted to get stronger, he had to take classes with the phone.The young master and the steward, like soldiers rushing to the battlefield, walked toward the class.At the same time, in the hall on the second floor of the Academic Affairs Office for the juniors...A beautiful girl, who put her long black hair back in a ponytail, stood behind the railing and looked down.The cyan swordsman robe failed to conceal her hot and slender figure.She stood by the railing, like a fairy descending to the earth."Well, Junior Sister Mu, I heard that your application for skipping to the junior classes has been accepted by the Academic Affairs Office, right?"A gentle voice came from behind.Guan Feidu, who was wearing
"Sh*t!"Son of a bitch!"How could he say he was loyal?"They had clearly reached an agreement that if someone caused him trouble, Wang Zhong would act as his strong guard and fool those students, who had never experienced setbacks outside of college and were still innocent and childlike.At that time, the son of a bitch even patted his own chest and swore that if someone was going to beat Lin Beichen, he, instead of Lin Beichen, would certainly suffer the beating.But now?The son of a bitch actually ran away!He had no sense of obligation at all.Lin Beichen was suddenly at a loss."Dammit! What should I do right now?"Draw my sword and have a fight?"Although last night, he had quickly gotten proficient in Basic Close Triple Sword Strikes via the phone, he was a homebody who liked playing games on the Earth after all. He had no experience
"Ouch... it's painful!" Feng Lun wailed in the depths of his heart."You absolutely accept it? Is that so?"Lin Beichen looked enlightened and said, "Well, since you accept it, try to make my treasured sword cool down."As long as he was right, he would not budge.That was Lin Beichen's motto.He must play hardball at this time.If he was soft with others, people would think he was weak again.In that way, he would be bullied again.Feng Lun was stunned by his words.To make his treasured sword cool down?How would he make a sword cool down?Was he supposed to say sorry to the sword?Or was he supposed to go right through Lin Beichen's crotch?How did he meet people in the Third College after that?He was puzzled.At this moment, a very disgusting voice suddenly sounded behind Lin Beichen, s
As Mu Xinyue left gratefully with the explanation booklet, a faint smile appeared on Guan Feidu's face.As a student of the third grade, he would graduate in half a year.With his grades, he could pass the entrance examination, and enter one of the top three intermediate college in Cloudy Dream City.However, when he looked back on his more than two years at the junior college, he thought everything had gone so well that it was a bit dull.If he could win the favor of Mu Xinyue who was the college belle and play with her before graduation, he thought it would be the most perfect reward for him in the past three years.The Third Provincial Junior College had three grades, 10 classes in each grade.There were 40 students in each class, occasionally less than 40.Each grade had a grade dean who was directly responsible to three executive principals.Each class had a head teacher, who
In the whole Class Nine, only the top five talents, including Yin Yi, Cheng Ku, Xue Yue and Lin Xueyin, could fight with Lin Beichen who could use the magic sword skill. The others couldn't.That was to say, the strength of the worst one suddenly became one of the strongest six men in the class.Wouldn't that be a complete turnaround for him?Some young girls' eyes began to twinkle as they looked at Lin Beichen.Once the black sheep got stronger, he was actually quite attractive.The story of the rise of a man because of the fall of his family was full of a strong feeling that made people speechless, but it could arouse many unsophisticated girls' rich maternal love and sympathy, and then unconsciously, this feeling turned into some very strange feelings.Of course, all this was based on the absolute premise that he was good-looking.It so happened that Lin Beichen had never been outdone in te
His biggest weakness now was his low grade of the Mystery Energy.As long as his Mystery Energy up to grade three, with the Basic Close Triple Sword Strikes, he could pass the Midyear Competition.So, in the case of limited electricity, cultivating the Mystery Energy was the most urgent for him.He now faced two big problems. The first was about the growth rate of Mystery Energy under the current electric quantity—whether the electric quantity of 6% was enough for him to cultivate the Mystery Energy to the third level; the second was that he must quickly find a way to charge his phone."The situation is urgent, but it can be saved."Lin Beichen rubbed his face.At that moment a hunger came over him and his stomach rumbled.He hadn't eaten anything since last night, and his stomach had begun to protest.Lin Beichen put away his mobile phone and leaned over his desk to get some slee
In a quiet place on campus, Mu Xinyue and Wu Xiaofang were whispering."I didn't expect Lin Beichen, that scum, would hide his strength and defeat Feng Lun.""It was indeed unexpected, but he wasn't much stronger than Feng Lun.""Senior Brother Wu, this scum actually knows how to hide strength. He is not as simple as he appears. Can you really let him jump into your trap, sign a contract and become your slave?""Haha, it's good that he is not that simple. That's worth taking on him myself. Rest assured, Junior Sister Xinyue. I have 100 ways to get this self-righteous fool into the trap.""Good, then I'll wait for your good news, Senior Brother Wu."At noon the early summer sunshine was very hot.At lunchtime, inside and outside Grade Two's canteen was full of students eating.Lin Beichen and the old steward Wang Zhong were squatting on the steps 100 meters from the canteen door.