To say that Qianchun is not wary, it is definitely a lie. Not to mention his personality, being able to reach this point today shows a lot of problems.

Just like the yellow flash wave Feng Shuimen, it seems to be tolerant and gentle, but who dares to regard him as a real good person?

The same is true for Qianchun. They are just more bottom-line than old sluts like Hai Laozang and Danzang, but they are not easy to fight, especially when their interests are provoked.

His eyes were turning back and forth in his sockets, and Qianchun was not as unfamiliar with Zhuo Dun as outsiders imagined.

Because Ye Cang is also active on the battlefield, she has actually seen the power of Burning Escape more than once.

But compared with Ye Cang's burning escape, Ye Yu's burning escape is completely different in terms of power and external performance.

For this, Qianchun attributes it to individual differences between people.

Just like the difference between Sharingan and Sharingan, the difference between iron sand and sand gold, the same blood limit, different people should use it differently.

"The power is good and the timing is good. It is very good among students of the same level, but the world of Shangnin is not as simple as you think."

Qianchun nodded and expressed his affirmation of Ye Yu's attack. With five fingers, the puppets around him quickly approached, like a ghost phantom floating in the night sky at 0 o'clock.

The puppet was so fast that it was so fast that it could reach dozens of meters.

A long knife popped up on his arm and slashed towards Ye Yu's back with a whoosh, without attacking the vital points. This was Qianchun's unique way to keep his hands on it.

With a fierce face, Ye Yu's expression suddenly became solemn. The puppet's movements were too fast, and he was a little unreal.

Even if a puppet is like this, he couldn't imagine how many pieces Hashiki Sakuroshi and Hatsuki Mizuno were.

The howling wind was, which was the crisp sound made by the sharp weapon when it cut open the air. For a moment, Ye Yu seemed to notice something.

A sharp flashed in his eyes, and his left hand pressed on the short knife around his waist, tilted his body, and the blade rose with the flow. The black fog around him pulled him and turned around quickly like tentacles.

The tentacles are shady, and the pulls are like dream bubbles.

He may still have a long way to go to become a real tentacle monster that can play magical girls with ease.

But for now, this little darkness is enough.

clang!

At the critical moment, two sharp blades collided directly in the air.

The sound waves dispersed, followed by an attack like a storm.

The sound of whistling and impact is endless.

Sparks splashed everywhere, and the feathers were like a candle floating in the air.

"Damn it."

He cursed in his heart. As far as swordsmanship is concerned, his attack is still too weak and a little pale.

Whether it was chopping, picking, snipping, pushing, chopping or otherwise, his movements felt a sense of dissonance, as if he had fallen into Qianchun's rhythm, and all the movements were acting according to her wishes.

This feeling is very uncomfortable.

He needs a chance.

With a force on his left arm, he used a knife to open the long blade in the puppet's hand, and took the opportunity to throw the long sword in his hand out, like a thick arrow, shooting straight towards Qianchun.

Qianchun was confused for a moment, but Ye Yu suddenly became excited. This was the opportunity he had been waiting for for a long time.

The short knife moved to his right hand, and the blade almost wiped the puppet's body and cut it. He wanted to cut off the chakra line on the puppet.

But at this moment, Qianchun, who was originally standing not far in front of him, suddenly turned into a pile of gravel.

Ye Yu's pupils shrank, and only one thought was left in his mind.

"It's over!"

A stinging pain came from behind. Qianchun stood behind him at some point, holding a handful of kunai in his hand, pressing the thin tip against his neck.

"How is it? Do you realize the difference between yourself and the Shanginin?"

Qianchun returned to that gentle and generous look, leaned her face over, and blinked at Ye Yu and smiled.

She looked calm, but only she knew how much shock she was inside.

She obviously planned to use only one puppet, but she didn't expect that one would be defeated by Ye Yu, and she didn't know if this was unexpectedly ruined.

Although the puppet was her early work and has been retired from her, it is not an existence that the Grimn can destroy in any case.

In terms of attack power alone, Ye Yu may be able to threaten some supreme ninjas.

After all, ninjas are also flesh and blood, and they can be killed by explosions or flames.

However, the only thing that can be recognized by Qianchun and even considered to be outstanding is attack power and reaction ability.

He sighed softly and rubbed Ye Yu's head.

"I'm good at fighting. I'm eight years old now. I guess you will become a Zhongren at this time next year. But, your sword technique..."

Qianchun grinned dryly and looked down on her completely.

"You can't evaluate your sword technique, it's incompetent, and it's stiff. Besides, it's too greedy. As a beginner, you should just throw away things that you can't control. Don't treat yourself as a genius in a thousand. You can't control two swords."

Ye Yu nodded with a calm face and could not refute.

Qianchun is right. His knife skills are too bad. When he uses the knife, he depends entirely on his feelings, and there are flaws everywhere.

With his sword technique, let alone discovering the weaknesses of White Teeth, I am afraid that one will be beheaded by a knife when he meets him.

With a long sigh, Ye Yu turned his head helplessly and looked at Qianchun with an extremely serious expression.

"So Teacher Qianchun, can you teach me the sword technique?"

Qianchun pinched his face and looked a little far-reaching.

"Don't call the teacher, you have a sister. As for this knife technique, I have a better candidate than me..."

...

At night, the stars were secluded. In a corner of the Sagnin Camp, Hai Laozang stood in front of Ye Yu with expressionless expression, unable to see the joy and anger clearly on his face.

"What are you looking at? Are you dissatisfied with me?"

Hai Laozang snorted coldly, yes, the swordsman Qianchun found for Ye Yu was Hai Laozang.

Ye Yu's expression was a little awkward.

"Nothing, I'm just a little surprised, I didn't expect you..."

Hai Laozang glared at him and interrupted Ye Yu's words.

"I didn't expect that I could do sword skills? You are ignorant. When I was playing with swords, even Haki Shuomo, whom you have been obsessed with, was not born yet."

Blowing beard raised his fingers with glaring eyes, pointed to the short knife around Ye Yu's waist and continued:

"Hand the knife in your hand and show me."

Then, Hai Laozang carefully looked at the short knife in his hand, showing an unknowing smile.

"So it's it. You kid is really brave. I don't dare to take over this thing. How dare you take over it? Are you afraid of unknown in your later years?"

Ye Yu shook his head.
Chapter completed!