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Chapter seven hundred and fifty second martial arts genius

"Do you feel angry?"

Another early morning, Li Qingyuan, who had just gotten up, asked Arya who jumped down from the tree.

It has been almost two months since they left King's Landing. For the past two months, every day before dawn, Arya would get up and run to a tree to meditate, preparing to understand the kind of energy someone said.

It's just that even though Arya is training hard every day, she can't even feel the so-called aura now.

However, the two months of training are not completely useless. Now she is at least several times more flexible than before. She can climb up a seven or eight-meter-high tree with just a little help, and she is even faster than a monkey.

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"I don't know, but when I was sitting there in the morning, I felt a slight swelling under my belly!"

Arya replied immediately.

"Um? Is this here?"

Li Qingyuan immediately reached out and pressed Erya's pubic area and asked.

"Well, yes, that's it!"

Arya nodded quickly, she felt it was warm here in the morning.

Sansa, who emerged from the tent, saw this scene and rushed over in anger.

"You! You! You! How could you, you promised me!"

"Let's have some fun!"

Seeing Sansa's angry look, Li Qingyuan gently waved his hand and pushed her several meters away.

"You! You don't keep your word!"

After being pushed out, Sansa's tears fell like broken pearls. These days, in order for Arya to learn skills and beg someone to bring them back to the north, Sansa felt that she had trampled on her dignity to the limit.

soles of feet.

But now, this bastard actually wants to get his hands on Arya, he is simply not human!

"What are you thinking about?"

Li Qingyuan took his hand back angrily, and then hit Sansa on the head.

Arya is still a child, how could she be such a beast?

"Your qualifications are just so-so, and it only took two months for you to realize the sense of Qi. It really makes people wonder what to say about you!"

Someone shook his head helplessly and said with disdain.

It only took two months to learn basic internal skills, which is even slower than the husband of the heroine of this book.

You must know that Tie Hanhan seemed to have only spent a month learning the basics of internal skills, but it actually took Arya two months, which is really a bit disappointing.

He's not even as good as that idiot who only knows how to shoot big birds. How can he be called a martial arts genius?

Could it be that I made a mistake?

Of course, someone would never remember that Mo Youqian, the old boy, thought that some people need to stand still for at least ten years before they can understand the sense of Qi.

What's more, his education was completely freeing, and he simply memorized the so-called introduction to internal skills and passed it on to Arya. Erya was able to explore two of them on his own without even understanding what Dantian and Wuxinxiangtian were.

Yue understands the sense of energy. Even if this qualification is thrown into those martial arts planes, it can kill a lot of geniuses in an instant.

"Master, I've finally gained my temper, right?"

Arya was not knocked down by someone's words, but asked excitedly.

"Forget it, now you just need to meditate and practice your inner breath every day. In six months, you should be able to fight with those so-called knights!"

Li Qingyuan thought for a while and said.

"It will take six months to be almost as good as those knights. This is too bad!"

Erya's good mood because of practicing her internal skills suddenly disappeared, because she was used to seeing someone's miraculous skills these days, and now she looked down on those knights from the bottom of her heart.

What qualifications does a loser who can't beat a horse have to be called a knight?

Thrawn, who was making a fire nearby to prepare breakfast, silently hugged his sword tightly after hearing this, shrank his neck and did not dare to speak.

If you want to become a knight, you must at least practice swordsmanship and equestrian skills since childhood, and you must also train your body from morning to night. It will take at least ten years to become a qualified knight.

And now, it only takes half a year for this little girl to make a film equal to ten years of hard work for others. This is a great irony for those who train hard to become knights!

What's even more irritating is that she actually thinks this speed is too slow. How can anyone reason with this?

"We have arrived at the Mingyue Mountains now. How far is it from the North?"

Li Qingyuan pinched Arya's little head, and then asked Thrawn.

The Quanyou continent is quite large. The total area of ​​the seven kingdoms is estimated to be more than 13 million square kilometers. From King's Landing to East City, even if you take the King's Road, it is more than 2,000 kilometers away.

For someone, two thousand kilometers only takes three or four hours at most, but for a horse, it takes a whole day!

But considering the poor productivity of these worlds, an army that can advance forty kilometers a day is considered top-notch elite.

Regardless of whether you ride a fast horse or not, you can reach Lindong City from King's Landing in about ten days, but if you set off with a large army, it will take at least two months.

And someone like this, taking three little girls to travel around the mountains and rivers, looking at the scenery everywhere with nothing to do every day, being able to walk from Jun's Landing to the Mingyue Mountains in two months is already considered a miracle!

"At the current speed, we will be able to reach Luanhe City in about five days. After passing Luanhe City, we will reach Jingze, which is almost within the scope of the northern border."

Thrawn looked at the terrain and replied.

"Forehead!"

Li Qingyuan nodded, it seems that he is about to reach the northern border!

Although he has been taking the three little girls around for the past two months, he actually pays attention to the overall layout of Westeros every day.

Just as he expected, when Eddard Stark's words were spoken in the King's Hall, they instantly became the best excuse for all parties to oppose the King and besiege Joffrey.

Robert's younger brothers Stannis and Renly both declared themselves to be the legitimate heirs of the Baratheon family. Then Robb Stark, whose father was hacked to death, proclaimed himself King of the North and Balon of the Iron Islands.

Greyjoy also declared himself king, but he should be called the Pirate King!

In an instant, five kings appeared on the continent, and the entire continent immediately became a mess.

Everyone began to attack each other. Renly and Stannis were preparing for a decisive battle over who was the most legitimate heir, while Robb Stark and Tywin Lannister were fighting on the plains below.

As for Pirate King Balon?

That guy is busy robbing everywhere right now. After all, as a pirate king, who can expect him to be anything like that?

His surname is Greyjoy, not Munch!

"Are you happy to see your mother and your brother soon?"

Li Qingyuan turned his head and asked Sansa Stark.

Sansa's eyes immediately turned red again.

After all the hardships, are you finally going home?
Chapter completed!
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