Midnight.

Backyard, medicine bed.

The sparse medicinal plants are like weeds and thorns, dotted with various flower shapes. A gust of wind passes, and the garden is filled with fragrance.

The moonlight is like the brilliance of swords, like gauze, like white water, like the layer of film that has not yet been opened.

Cui Yourong stood in the medicine bed with a sword in his hand.

The towering and rich figure is bathed in the calm moonlight, like a fairy-covered gauze.

Her dignified and beautiful face seems to be engraved on the moon wheel, holding the moon rabbit.

Two feet away, Chen Yanjun held his fists and said:

"Tonight, I am really selfish. If your wife has any inconvenience, you don't have to force me... I can also ask Qiu Zhuo for advice."

Before midnight, after taking a shower, Chen Yanjun asked Xiaoyue to find many advanced physical skills secrets.

But after looking over and over again, I started practicing for a long time, but I couldn't add any physical skills.

He suddenly realized that his physical skills had become perfect.

These so-called high-level secrets are actually just various combos and combination routines.

And his perfect physical skills have long been unrestrained and unconventional. If it flows smoothly, it will change so many times that the opponent will be elusive. Otherwise, it would not be possible to sneak attack the Lei Butler, who is a ninth-grade martial artist!

At present, if you want to reach a higher level, you can only practice practical exercises.

After practicing the basics to perfection, actual combat is the only way to advance.

And you have to challenge more than you can get faster points.

In theory, Chen Yanjun should choose to ask Qiuzhuo for advice.

The cultivation level has a great increase in speed and power. Qiu Zhuo's seventh-grade beast master's physical skills are definitely stronger than that of Madam's eighth-grade beast master.

However, when men and women are asking for physical education, they will inevitably have unexpected contact. What's more, handsome men and beautiful women are too close to each other, and they can easily develop strange feelings.

Therefore, Chen Yanjun would rather find a wife.

This is the woman he will marry in the future. Even if he accidentally ate her tofu, he would be considered a trial in advance. He stood firm and had a clear conscience.

However, to Cui Yourong, this sentence seemed to threaten her.

It seems to be saying: If you don’t accompany me, I will let your daughter accompany me...

The Cordyceps rustled at midnight, like the moon.

In the clear eyes, the sword energy is filled with mist.

"It's okay, Qiu Zhuo's sword technique is taught by me."

Chen Yanjun nodded slightly, feeling that he had found the right person.

"Tonight, Chen is trying to hone his physical skills and is challenging him more and more. Mrs. Don't let him go."

It was the first time Cui Yourong heard that mortals and eighth-level cultivators had discussed to temper their physical skills.

If she hadn't seen Mr. Chen wash his marrow and enter the third realm of nourishing qi with her own eyes, she would have thought she wanted to tease her...

"Since that's the case, why not decide the winner or lose?"

Chen Yanjun asked:

"How to decide?"

Cui Yourong said:

"Whoever is touched by the other party's sword first or touches the medicine plant in the medicine bed will lose."

Chen Yanjun was stunned and thought to himself, where did I get the sword?

"What are you betting on?"

"If I win, no matter what happens in the mansion tomorrow, please don't step out of the room."

Chen Yanjun understood that his wife, like Qiu Zhuo, wanted to protect him.

"What if I win?"

Cui Yourong asked:

"What do you want for the young master?"

Chen Yanjun looked up at the moon and smiled:

"The house is safe, that's all."

What he meant is: In order to protect his future wife and daughter, he might choose to walk out of the room tomorrow.

Cui Yourong was sure to win, and didn't say anything, but just handed Chen Yanjun a thin silver sword.

This is the first time Chen Yanjun has touched a sword since traveling to this world.

The sword is a mortal sword with extremely sharp blades, light and thin.

Chen Yanjun has never practiced swords, but fortunately, there is no essential difference between swordsmanship and physical skills in his state of no spirit.

Speed, strength, agility, tactics... are indispensable.

The difficulty of comparing the sword is that both sides cannot encounter the medicine plant, and the divisions of the medicine plant are uneven and have no rules.

Chen Yanjun almost never sees the possibility of winning.

Fortunately, he doesn't need to win either.

Just add some points.

Seeing that he could not get close, Chen Yanjun had to defend and fight back, clasped his fists and said:

"Madam, please make a move."

Cui Yourong pointed his sword at Chen Yanjun.

The man has not moved, and the sword has not moved.

Chen Yanjun's ears moved slightly, and he could vaguely hear the sound of thousands of swords ringing together!

When I looked closely, the colorless sword energy was swept with the moonlight and evening breeze, rushing like a stream...

What about the physical skills discussion?

That night, Chen Yanjun experienced the power of a cultivator for the first time.

That night, the lady fulfilled her promise and did not let go of water. She kept defying and releasing her sword energy.

Chen Yanjun was defeated by the sword energy.

However, he has not lost yet.

The sword itself did not touch him, and he would rather have been covered in bruises than touch the medicine plant.

At the same time, in order to protect yourself, fatal injuries were avoided.

After one operation, the panel was moved.

【Physical skills +1, progress 93/100 (perfect)!】

【Physical skills +1, progress 94/100 (perfect)!】

【Physical skills +1…】

Seeing that Chen Yanjun was covered in blood, Cui Yourong frowned slightly and felt a little distressed.

But at the same time, she vaguely saw that Chen Yanjun was on the verge of being about to be included in the product.

Body skills, defense, and adaptation to sword energy have all improved in battle...

She was a little surprised, but gradually got used to it.

So, he gritted his teeth and did not let go, but instead increased the speed and spiritual sharpness of the sword energy.

Chen Yanjun fought wits and courage with sword energy all night.

Soon, the increase in points reached 95 and stopped moving...

Must take the initiative!

Chen Yanjun began to try and grabbed the sword energy with his hands.

Whoosh!

At the beginning, the palms were easily injured, and the skin cut by the sword energy was blooming, and the flesh and blood was covered with flesh.

But soon, following the direction and speed of the sword energy, he gradually controlled the speed of the sword energy and the sword sharpness.

Speaking of which, the lady is not a real swordsman, and her sword energy is limited in killing.

Soon, he was able to hold the sword energy with his bare hands because of his thick skin.

Then, he tried to pat the air with his hands, which instantly caused the air flow to disturb the direction of the sword energy.

There were continuous crackling sounds!
To be continued...