perfect savior

Chapter 139 Fighting Swords
It happened to be 07:30 when Ling Yanyu got out of school.

Walking out of the school gate, the light blue beams of the mechanical guards swept over the students again, monitoring the concentration of evil radiation in real time.

"Let's go, Yan Yu, see you tomorrow!"

The female deskmate's head protruded from the cool-looking suspension car, she smiled and waved to Ling Yanyu, and then the car's rear wing trembled like a butterfly's wings, swished away from the street, and flew into the air.

"Goodbye..." Ling Yanyu opened her mouth, and waved vigorously at the tail of the car that disappeared into the sky, then put on a beige helmet and put her own broken electric donkey on it.

Nowadays, the amphibious flying car is enough to show a person's status. The minimum price is eight figures. The object's family must be either rich or expensive, with money and leisure.

The most suitable means of travel for ordinary people is still electric vehicles or public transportation.

Ling Yanyu rode a small electric donkey to go home, intending to finish reading the "Longing for an Extraordinary Life" updated today, but unexpectedly, after only seven or eight minutes of driving, someone called her.

She parked the eMule on the side of the road, took out her mobile phone, looked at the caller ID, and waited for a long time before answering the call.

"Hey……"

"Me? I just finished school, I'm going home..."

"...I don't want to go..."

"...ah... well..."

The defeated girl hung up the phone, pulled her hair a few times like crazy, then turned around resignedly and drove into the city center.

Half an hour later, Ling Yanyu came to "Sihai Restaurant".

She locked the car and entered the banquet hall under the guidance of the waiter.

This is a luxurious hall with a dome decorated with crystal chandeliers and a crimson red carpet on the floor. The guests are very well-dressed, and their manners and speech are very tasteful.

While drinking and drinking, Ling Yanyu shrank her head and came to the corner while no one was paying attention to her.

"Yanyu? Why are you sitting there? Come here!" The straight middle-aged man in a suit spotted Ling Yanyu and waved to her.

Although Ling Yanyu had thousands of reluctances in her heart, she could only obediently stand beside him:
"Father……"

"Let me introduce, this is Qiuping and I's daughter, Ling Yanyu, a sophomore in high school." The middle-aged man bit the word Qiuping very hard.

People around immediately understood that this was the daughter born to his ex-wife.

They looked at her for a while, and they were all amazed by Ling Yanyu.

The girl is already beautiful, and she is wearing a school uniform and carrying a schoolbag, without any decorations on her body, she is completely unrefined and original beauty.

However, doubts flashed in the eyes of a few of them who were astute, obviously thinking of something. Of course, as guests on this occasion, they didn't make any extravagance, but praised it with a smile.

The middle-aged man shook his head and interrupted softly:

"Everyone... Yan Yu is still young and immature, it's better not to make her too proud." He paused, and said seriously:
"I'm a very old-fashioned person, and I think it's better for young people to suffer more."

Ling Yanyu lowered her head and played with her fingers without saying a word.

Coincidentally, an even more embarrassing scene happened for her.

The lights in the banquet hall suddenly became dim, and at a certain moment, with a chirp, golden flames engraved mysterious words in the air, and a girl in a costume descended here.

Uncontrollable exclamations came from the crowd.

The girl is as beautiful as a painting, and that pleated skirt is also a super luxury with no price, but what is really amazing is the way she appears on the stage.

——That is the alchemy teleportation array!

People looked at the girl in full dress, and then at the middle-aged man chuckling while holding a wine glass, the awe in their eyes grew stronger.

The middle-aged man laughed loudly, stepped forward, and took the hand of the girl in costume:
"Everyone, this is my daughter Ling Zhiwei, thank you all for coming to Zhiwei's 16th birthday party, Ling is very grateful!"

He didn't mention who it was born with, let alone "young people have to suffer more".

The eldest daughter born to his ex-wife.

The little daughter who is now loved and loved.

Although both have the surname "Ling", the treatment is very different.

However, at least in the banquet hall, even if someone knew the secret, they wouldn't have the guts to expose it.

The graceful and luxurious woman held Ling Zhiwei's hand affectionately, and the Yingying and Yanyan gathered together, and the well-dressed girl became the focus of everyone.

Looking at his beautiful daughter, the middle-aged man grinned from ear to ear:
"Okay, everyone, since it's a birthday party, of course Zhiwei has to show off her talents... Zhiwei, you can play a piano piece..."

"No, Dad." Ling Zhiwei said with a smile:

"I want to fight swords."

"Huh? It seems that my daughter has the spirit of a heroine. Okay, Dad will let the people from the martial arts hall come over..."

"Don't be so troublesome, Dad, isn't my sister there?" The girl in full dress raised her fair neck like a proud swan:
"Just let my sister accompany me."

Everyone in the banquet hall looked at the defeated girl in school uniform.

Ling Yanyu raised her head and said calmly:
"Okay... my sister."

In this era, as the war with the Abyss of Annihilation intensified, martial arts had become mainstream, and even in high school, physical education had become one of the four compulsory subjects.

Nowadays, physical education classes are more inclined to practical fighting. Every final assessment, "sword fighting" will occupy a large proportion.

Inherent in elegance and social attributes, "sword fighting" has become a light competitive sport suitable for all ages.

Not long after, the elder sister and younger sister put on protective gear, each holding a three-foot green spear, and stood facing each other in the center of the banquet hall.

"Sister..." Ling Zhiwei put her index and middle fingers together, made a sword salute, and said loudly:
"The books you studied in ordinary public middle schools, you don't have enough special training in sword skills, so you should do it first."

"Okay." Ling Yanyu nodded, and attacked with a sword in one hand.

A well-regulated "wiping tactic", cutting towards the younger sister's abdomen, this is a normal starting move in sword fighting, and it belongs to "prior ceremony".

Ling Zhiwei turned around in a circle, like a butterfly wearing flowers, bumping the tip of her sister's sword, which was also more ornamental than practical.

However, after the first change of moves, the two girls suddenly rushed towards each other at full speed, swiping their swords, and suddenly collided in the air.

Dang bang bang bang bang——

The intense collision like raindrops resounded in the banquet hall. The two abandoned the "ritual" part of the sword fight and used sword skills to bombard each other. Neither of them had the intention of stopping.

People around were dumbfounded.

Ling Zhiwei is a genius who became famous at a young age. She already has a small reputation in Ningcheng, and she has also participated in the summer camp of the Ring Academy. There are even rumors that she was highly praised by a certain teacher of the Ring Academy, and she is likely to be admitted to this extraordinary academy.

However, today, the little-known Ling Yanyu also opened the eyes of the guests. She studied in an ordinary high school and was not taught by a strong person, but she was able to fight Ling Zhiwei to such an extent. Could it be that the genes of the old Ling family are so good? ?

The fierce confrontation between the sisters is still going on. As time goes by, Ling Zhiwei gradually gains the upper hand. The excellent private martial arts teacher, the perfect nutrition ratio, and the master's feeding every two days give her a capital to be proud of. And surpass the combat power of most of their peers.

Swish!
Ling Zhiwei's figure was like a wandering dragon, her steps perfectly coordinated with Qingfeng in her hand, and she slashed across Ling Yanyu's arm with a sword.

The protective gear blocked most of the force, but there was still a very thin bloodstain on the arm of the defeated dog girl.

Ling Yanyu stepped back, moved her palm upwards, and attached her left hand to the hilt of the sword, changing to holding the sword with both hands.

"It's too slow, sister!" Ling Zhiwei's sword tip had already stabbed.

There seemed to be a flash of light in the depths of Ling Yanyu's eyes. She held the sword in both hands, and slashed fiercely with the most common slashing moves in knife skills. She hit her younger sister's sword first.

Click!

Ling Yanyu's sword snapped at the sound.

She was pressed against her throat by her younger sister's sword, and said loudly in a very disfigured way:

"I lost! The heroine, spare my life!"

There was laughter in the banquet hall.

Everyone gathered around the girl in full costume again, marveling at her outstanding martial arts level.

The middle-aged man smiled and listened to the compliments from the people around him, and quietly asked his subordinates to put away the broken sword.

No one paid any attention to Ling Yanyu.

……

The lost dog girl ran out of the hotel and onto the street.

Many images flashed through her mind, her father's distant and indifferent eyes, her younger sister's gorgeous skirt, the sword that suddenly broke in two... and the lean body of her mother when she was dying a few years ago.

"Ahhh..." Ling Yanyu patted her face suddenly, and shouted:

"I forgot to ask for living expenses... Is it possible that I will eat dirt in the second half of the month?"

Miserably, she rode on a broken electric donkey, trying to put aside the affairs of the banquet.

"No, food is important, money is needed..."

Ling Yanyu muttered to herself.

Coincidentally, on the way home, she actually saw some part-time jobs suitable for her on the billboards.

"Cleaners...cleaning, 20 yuan an hour, daily payment."

"Online emotional relationship maintainer, no experience required, starting tomorrow... Uh, isn't this just chatting?"

"Family teacher, taking care of a six-year-old girl, salary... 500 yuan a day?!!!"

(End of this chapter)