I, with a long knife in my hand, can only do one move

Maki kept swinging the knife to launch an almost futile attack on Cheng Rang, biting her lips deeply aggrieved.

Suddenly, the moment the last sentence was blurted out, the eyes of the man in front of him changed.

The wooden knife was strangled in the air by two fingers, as if it had been split into cement.

"Well?!"

"You can scold me whatever you want, why do you like to sue the teacher? How despicable..."

"The despicable person should be you!" Seeing that the wooden knife had been controlled by Cheng Rang and couldn't be drawn out, Zhenxi gave up immediately, rolled back and picked up the long stick again.

Cheng Rang smiled bitterly, "Student Maki, do you know how badly the last guy who spoke ill of me in front of my wife was beaten?"

Maki sneered, "Are you threatening me? I didn't expect him to be a henpecked man, heh!"

"No, no, this is called respecting your significant other!" Cheng Rang immediately waved his hand to correct Maki's words, "Please be careful with your words, Maki-san."

"Then use your strength to shut me up, don't worry, I'm very strict with my mouth, and I won't make you feel ashamed everywhere."

The girl danced vigorously with the long stick in her hand, and with her back behind her, she made a provocative gesture towards Cheng Rang.

Cheng Rang held the tip of the knife and threw it upwards. The wooden knife turned and fell in mid-air, and Cheng Rang held the handle firmly.

"Then this is the whipping of adults' love for children? Your Wutiao teacher seems to like to use this word to describe some things."

"It's up to you, but it finally looks interesting!"

Is he finally getting serious?

Maki's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and the anticipation in her heart could no longer be suppressed.

live.

Cheng Rang raised the wooden knife with one hand.

"Well, I hope you keep your word."

"What do you mean—"

boom!

The spine was shattered, the limbs were severed, and the throat was cut without resistance, like a domestic animal waiting to be slaughtered.The skull was cut in half vulnerable to a single blow, and sweet blood and cerebrospinal fluid splashed everywhere...

The cold, dead, irony breath wound up the spine——

The moment Zenyuan Maki was pointed at by the tip of the knife in that man's hand, it seemed that she had experienced countless miserable deaths.

And no matter what kind of death, I don't have the strength to raise my head and resist.

The girl's face turned pale in an instant, her hands holding the stick began to tremble uncontrollably, her eyes trembled violently.

In the end, after struggling for a few seconds, the weapon in Zenyuan Maki's hand fell to the ground, and the whole person fell to his knees with a plop.

Dou Da's sweat dripped down like rain, pattering and wet the ground.

what is that?What is that what is that... what!

"Maki-san."

Hearing the sound, the girl raised her head in a daze, and looked at the man who put down the tip of the knife in front of her.

"I'm sorry to scare you, but I've been wanting to complain about it since just now..."

"Make complaints...?"

Cheng Rang danced the wooden knife out of the sword, and put it in his waist like holding a knife.

"The so-called sword is not what you use."

Those who have reached the state of transformation, even if their hands are rotten wood, they can turn into sharp blades to hurt people.

Swiping the ground, Maki's eyes were severely hurt by the snow-white sword light, but she didn't close her eyes. She didn't dare to close them, let alone close them!

Even if you try your best, you can't match it, it is a sword that can be called "peerless".

In the hands of the man holding the wooden sword in front of him, it was shown in front of him lightly.

It turns out that I didn't lose...

Zenin Maki, who was lying on the ground without getting up for a long time, quietly stared at the dark red sky in front of her.Wooden knives and long sticks were neatly placed beside her.

——But from the very beginning, I couldn't win.

Turning to look in the direction where Cheng Rang left with his pockets in his pocket, there was no one there.

After making a promise to keep the secret or you will forget everything, the girl named Zenin Maki twitched her chapped lips and smiled wryly.

"is that a lie...."

Isn't this, completely strong and boundless?

"By the way, how should I explain this whole cut-off forest to others tomorrow...well, forget it..."

Let’s just say, it was cut by the [monster].

Chapter 47 Apprenticeship

"Brisac's spell - the source of the energy of the spell is the spirit, which extracts a strong will and belief. It is the opposite of the spell, and it is [positive] energy."

While Isabella was explaining to the knotweed stick, she continued to let him continue to practice injecting magic power into the doll.

"But there are similarities between the two, and the cultivation methods can even be used with each other. It's just that the stable extraction of mantra needs to be gathered from various tiny emotions, while mantra energy needs to perceive the existence of spiritual power and attach a strong belief. transform it."

"Extraction, transformation?" Polygonum cuspidatum tilted his head, "What is spiritual power? This is the first time I've heard of it."

"This explanation is a bit complicated, let me let you feel it in detail."

Isabella opened her right hand and placed it in front of the forehead of the knotweed.

A pure white light emerged, enveloping Isabella's palm like mist.

"Close your eyes, feel the emotions contained in it, and compare it with the mantra in your body. What's the difference?"

Knotweed closed his eyes and felt quietly.

"I always feel a kind of...safety."

After a while, Knotweed re-opened his eyes and replied: "Compared with the spell power, it's very complicated and I can't say it. Generally speaking, Mr. Campbell's spell power seems to make people feel warm. It's not as cold as others, Or the feeling that makes my heart palpitate inside."

"Because your mantras all come from negative emotions, and the two [mantras] have different meanings."

"Curse power is a curse. The [curse] in the spell is more of a method, similar to the feeling of [curse, incantation]."

Isabella went on to say: "Conjurers want to use spells, most of them come from innate talent, but Youruhito's spell power is not innate, it is achieved by external forces, so Wujo teacher will say that you can't do it." Use spells. But I have a guess, probably after you have fused with Su Nuo in your body to a certain extent, maybe you can use the spells in his body."

The knotweed stared at his palm, and put it on the doll's head again, "Since Mr. Campbell said that one can become the strongest without talent, then I don't want to use that guy's technique!"

"However, the practice of the Brisac spell is very hard."

"I will work hard!"

"It's also dangerous."

"Can it be worse than my current situation? I have already died once."

"Then, one last question."

Knotweed sat upright.

"Learning the Brisac spell requires a formal apprenticeship. Teacher Wujo won't be jealous by then, right? We'd better ask him."

Isabella raised her finger, "Because you can't call me Mr. Campbell, but Master!"

"Master!"

Immediately, the knotweed fell to the ground, kowtowed and called.

"Eh!? Are you so decisive, Mr. Wujo will be sad when he sees it!"

Knotweed raised his head and smiled: "If you don't hurry up, if I miss the opportunity to become stronger, I may regret it later, not to mention Wutiao Teacher and Master, you are both strong and reliable people, and you have two best teachers. , I also have more motivation to work hard! So please be sure to teach me strictly—please teach me more!"

"Really....You don't need to say, I'm very strict too! Prepare yourself mentally."

"Yes! Master!" The resounding voice of the knotweed resounded through the room, Isabella looked at the sleeping doll in the boy's arms, and nodded inwardly.

Maybe, I have also found a good seedling to learn spells.

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And Cheng Rang also encountered a "little trouble" here. Trouble might not be an appropriate description, but it was enough to give him a headache.

"Please teach me swordsmanship!"

Maki, who didn't know how to find her, was bowing to him at ninety degrees with a serious face, completely ignoring the gazes of other guests in the izakaya.

"I said, Maki-san, it's break time after get off work..."

Cheng Rang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and put down the wine glass in embarrassment, "So you are too sudden, how did you find me!?"

"I want to become stronger...so please teach me swordsmanship!"

"No, I said, why are you so stubborn, girl? I'm really not made to be a teacher. You can't learn anything from me."

"You are too modest."

Cheng Rang wanted to help the girl in front of him up without tears, but she seemed to recognize him, and clung to him like brown sugar.

Today I can't drink and fish anymore, Cheng Rang hurriedly took Maki out of the izakaya.

It was night now, and there were not many people on the street with flashing street lights. Cheng Rang casually found a bench by the side of a remote road and sat down, leaned back on the chair and began to sigh.

"Is it so difficult just to take a vacation with peace of mind... Tell me why you insist on looking for me."

"I want to become stronger."

"What's the reason for becoming stronger?"

Maki paused for a moment, and said: "I want to become the patriarch of the Zenyuan family, and thoroughly cleanse the feudal family of the Zenyuan...Let the sky and the curse——"

"It's too long, the reason is boring, don't do it."

Cheng Rang interrupted Maki's words, and waved his hands vigorously, "These things can be achieved by relying on your own efforts, there is no need to find me."

Maki looked up at the man in front of him who didn't even want to look at her, with a complicated expression.

own efforts?

Cheng Rang said again: "Do you have a younger sister?"

Maki opened her eyes slightly.

How did he know?

Cheng Rang put down his crossed legs, and suddenly approached Maki, stared at her eyes, and pinched his chin thoughtfully.

"Hmm...a large part of the reason why your spell power is so low is your sister."

"I don't have a good relationship with her."

"Liar~" Cheng Rang raised a smirk at the corner of his mouth, and his voice made several turns.

"Whether the relationship between sisters is good or not, only you know in your heart, so you don't need to tell me. Or, are you specifically emphasizing that you have a bad relationship with your sister, to whom are you telling it?"

Maki looked away and remained silent.

Cheng Rang straightened up and said, "Although your spell power is low, your foundation is not bad. Why don't you go and learn spells from Mr. Campbell."

"Can..."

"Don't worry, that's a path you can take as long as you work hard. I haven't thought about taking on a disciple yet, but she seems to like being a teacher."

Chanyuan Maki seemed to be thinking about it, as if sorting out what Cheng Rang said, and then said: "Then I will go to Mrs. Campbell to learn the spell, and if she asks why, I will say that you rejected it mercilessly, the reason It means that my dream is too boring, no matter how hard I beg you, you will drive me away with a troublesome face."

The girl raised her cheeks, turned to leave, and said to herself: "Ah~ You only focus on using spell tools because your spell power is very low. Mr. Campbell must know your true strength. I like being a teacher." What would she think~"

"You come back to me!"

"Huh? What's the matter with Dr. Cheng? I'm going to learn about spells from Mr. Campbell in a hurry now."

The corners of Cheng Rang's mouth twitched visibly to the naked eye.

"You students, robbing me of wives every day...You mother, you are so inconsiderate! Let me tell you in advance that the tuition fees for my apprenticeship are very expensive."

Chanyuan Maki immediately beamed with joy, and clapped her hands together: "It's okay, special magic tools are also very expensive!"