Confessing Red, Vile looked at the money in the box and smiled.

I went to the clothing store first, bought a few sets of wear-resistant clothes and underwear to change clothes and underwear, and then bought toiletries. After thinking about it, I went to sell some weight-bearing, and sold a large set from five kilograms to fifty kilograms in turn. I told the boss to send it to the Yijian Hall.

I looked at the newly bought exquisite black pocket watch. It was almost six o'clock in the evening. What should I do? Let's have a meal first.

I found a good restaurant and ordered the special seafood noodles in the store, and a meat with a long bone that looked full of appetite.

After a while, the noodles and meat were served. After eating two bites, Weir refreshed his experience of food. It was really delicious. The seafood I didn't know gave people a very fresh and special taste. The meat was plump and juicy. It would be a perfect match if there was wine.

Unfortunately, I ordered the wine just now, but the waiter refused to give it a bad review because Weir was a minor.

After dinner, I returned to the sword hall and found an empty room with all the furniture inside and an independent toilet.

Ville, who went to bed early, looked forward to the beginning of tomorrow.

The next morning, Vier got up at five o'clock. As soon as he went out, he saw Nice talking to a middle-aged man with blue hair, small braids, and a thin, 1.6 meters tall.

Weir walked up and shouted, "Master,"

"As of the time, this is your senior brother Rom Roy. From now on, you will learn swordsmanship with him." Nice introduced to Vill.

"Haha, junior brother, we will be partners in the future. We will take care of you in the future." The young senior brother said enthusiastically to Weir.

"Partner? Oh, so that's it. Brother, I need to give more advice in the future." Weir was confused at first, and then thought that Roy was the other partner, the one who contributed the most and took the least money.

"Since my junior brother has woken up, I will explain your future training courses to you first. In the morning, we will do basic training, have lunch and rest, and in the afternoon, physical training. When there is business, I will train myself first. At other times, I will guide my junior brother all day, and in the evening, the master will personally point you."

Roy said to Weir intimately, after all, Weir will be the source of his private treasury in the future. Judging from the situation revealed by the master yesterday, he can get at least five-digit returns every month, which makes him happy for a long time.

Weir looked at Roy in front of him, it would be fine if he didn't smile, but when he smiled, he gave people an inexplicable sense of obsceneness. With his little man, does this make people feel like he is really a swordsman?

Nice seemed to see Vir’s thoughts and said, “Your Senior Brother Roy’s foundation is the most solid among my disciples. Learn from him.”

As he said that, he turned around and walked towards the cafeteria. It seemed that he was going to have breakfast.

After having breakfast with Roy, he really went to the back mountain.

When I arrived at the back mountain, I looked at a wooden sword in Nice's hand and a wooden mask.

The mask only exposes the eyes, and there are stomata on the mouth and nose. I don’t know what it is for.

Roy handed the mask to Ville to bring it with him.

Weir wore a mask and asked, "What are you doing with your senior brother?"

"This is the most basic fighting ability to train you. If someone has not been trained, if you are chopped with a sword or hit by a fist, your first reaction is to close your eyes. In battle, if you really close your eyes, it is equivalent to announcing the death penalty. Therefore, you must first defeat your instinct and start to adapt little by little. At the beginning, take the head cover, and finally remove the head cover and get beaten directly. The final result is that even if you die in battle, you will not close your eyes because of fear."

After saying that, he waved the wooden knife and hit it like Vir's head.

Sure enough, Weir, who had never received combat training, subconsciously closed his eyes, and Bang was hit in the head with a sound.

Weir felt incredible when he realized that he had tried his best to restrain himself, but he closed his eyes and called again, then continued to be beaten and began to exercise his instinct to restrain himself.

In a blink of an eye, a morning passed. Although he was wearing a mask, Weir was still beaten under Roy's wooden sword and was dizzy.

Although you can not close your eyes, you still can't completely restrain your instinct. Every time you look at the wooden sword falling to your head, you still subconsciously squint your eyes.

Roy swung the wooden sword all morning and panted, looking at the time.

"Junior Brother Weir, it's noon, it's time to go for dinner."

After saying that, he was about to lead Ville to the canteen of the Sword Hall. He heard Ville shouting behind him after he had just walked two steps.

"Senior Brother Roy, thank you for your hard work this morning. Let's go to the town to find a restaurant to reward ourselves, and I'll treat you."

"This is not good. I asked my junior brother to treat him on the first day." Roy scratched his head and shook away.

"What's wrong with me? Why are we partners?" He took off his cover and pulled Roy into the town without saying a word.

Although Roy was a little embarrassed, he couldn't stand Ville's enthusiasm and had to follow him.

I originally thought that this junior brother would call me around because he was an intelligence provider. Now it seems that this junior brother is still good. Although he is not old, he is quite good at being a human being. He is also very persevering in practicing. He was beaten by Mu Jian for a whole morning without complaining.

I found a good restaurant, ordered a few good dishes and started eating with Roy. Both of them were tired all morning and were hungry now, so I couldn't be more comfortable with my food.

After dinner, he took a break and returned to the back mountain. This time, Roy did not ask Vier to wear a mask, but asked Vier to run around the huge open space in the back mountain.

Weir asked how many laps he had to run, and Roy smiled and replied that there was no limit, he could run as much as he could, and he would be surprised when he couldn't run.

Weir looked at Roy in surprise. Although he didn't know what this guy was selling, he ran away.

One lap, two lap, and when it arrived at the third lap, Weir couldn't run anymore. He just wanted to stop, and saw Roy running towards him quickly.

Before I could understand what was going on, I felt a sharp pain in my back, and then I staggered two times.

Looking back, it was Roy who gave him a wooden sword to his back. Just as he was about to ask what this guy was doing, he saw Roy actually raised the wooden sword again.

This time, Weir understood, it turned out that this was a surprise, meaning you couldn't run anymore, I'll give you some motivation, being chased by a dog can always stimulate potential.

Weir no longer dared to talk nonsense and ran forward directly. His legs, which were as heavy as if they were filled with lead, actually ran quickly again.

This scene appeared in the open space behind. A short middle-aged man, holding a wooden sword, was chasing and killing a child in front. The child cursed at the little man behind from time to time, and often gave him a middle finger, sometimes with one hand, sometimes with both hands. The scene was indescribable and funny and weird.

After running and stopping for a few hours, Weir felt like he was going to die. He didn't know how many laps he had run. The guy behind him was still chasing him. Are you a dog?

What about the basic training that you promised? What about the harmonious coexistence that you promised? Partner? I promised to train with you. It was really a fool!

This was the last thought of Weir fainting. When his feet were soft, he would fall forward. Seeing that one hand grabbed his shoulders with one hand, he asked him to say something in a vague way, he carried himself on his shoulders and walked in one direction.

This guy is pretty good. Thinking of this, Weir completely lost consciousness.

Roy looked at the young junior brother who had fainted on his shoulder and smiled.

The first time I heard from the master that this junior brother who brought them a big business with them, Roy felt that he might be a lucky little guy who accidentally knew some secret information.

But when Roy saw his head, he felt different, but how to say it, this little devil feels like an adult, knowing to be polite and establishing relationships with you.

When he practiced in the last afternoon, when the other party was beaten and ran away with his head, Roy realized that this was a smart junior brother with a bad temper and a sharp curse.

"Well, it's pretty good. After training for a while, I don't know if I will join us in the end, or whether I am qualified to join us. Go back and report to the master. I told me why the master suddenly asked me for it. It turned out that this is the plan."
Chapter completed!