In the morning, after having breakfast, Zhou Wen bought some for Wang Lu.


    "Are you back?" Wang Lu opened the door and asked in surprise.


    "I came back yesterday." Zhou Wen came in and put breakfast on the table.


    "Is it settled?" Wang Lu asked.


    "Almost." Zhou Wen is in a better mood. He just doesn''t know if the Supervision Bureau will give up.


    "That''s good. Now let''s calculate the previous account. You owe me a lot of breakfast. You have to use lunch to make up for it." Wang Lu seriously broke his fingers and counted how many breakfast Zhou Wen owed her.


    After breakfast for Wang Lu, Zhou Wen went to Xuanwen meeting.


    "I said, Lao Zhou, why do you always play missing? If there''s something funny, can''t you call me together?" Li Xuan said with a smile.


    "I got into some trouble. It''s no fun to go out and hide." Zhou Wen said with a helpless shrug.


    Two people are talking, see wind autumn wild goose and bright show, and a girl came in together.


    Zhou Wen knows Mingxiu, but he doesn''t know why he came to Xuanwen club. He should not be a member of Xuanwen club.


    However, for Mingxiu, Zhou Wen is still a little guilty. At least he is his tutor, but since he came, he has never done anything.


    "Zhou Wen, you are back at last. Are you free now?" When Mingxiu saw Zhou Wen, her eyes lit up.


    "What''s the matter?" Zhou Wen thinks that if Mingxiu has any problems, as a tutor, he really should give some help.


    "I''ve practiced a set of swordsmanship recently. I want you to give me some advice." Mingxiu said.


    Although it''s for Zhou Wen to give advice, Mingxiu is very confident in her swordsmanship. Since she saw Zhou Wen''s tianwaifeixian last time, Mingxiu has been inspired and has been studying and improving her father''s swordsmanship.


    After continuous improvement and actual combat practice with Feng Qiuyan, Mingxiu feels that her swordsmanship is quite perfect, not inferior to Zhou Wen''s tianwaifeixian.


    "Good." Zhou Wen nodded and agreed.


    Feng Qiuyan is also very interested. He knows that Zhou Wen has been promoted to the epic level. If it''s a fight between life and death, Mingxiu is definitely not Zhou Wen''s opponent.


    But it''s different from fighting for life. It''s just based on sword skill, not strength and speed. So Feng Qiuyan thinks that Mingxiu should have some opportunities.


    During this period of time, he has been practicing with Mingxiu. He knows that Mingxiu''s sword technique has made great progress. Apart from the difference in level, his sword technique is not inferior to his.


    Mingxiu and Zhou Wen fight, he can also see Zhou Wen''s progress.


    They went to the driving range together, and watched them put on their combat clothes and confront each other with their swords. Tian Zhenzhen, a little nervous, asked: "Feng Qiuyan, do you think Mingxiu has a chance to win?"


    Mingxiu''s sword technique has made great progress, but Tian Zhenzhen always thinks that Mingxiu''s sword technique is too simple, not as overbearing and gorgeous as Zhou Wen''s tianwaifeixian.


    "I don''t know." The wild goose shakes its head in autumn.


    If it''s the swordsmanship Zhou Wen used before, and Zhou Wen doesn''t know much about Mingxiu''s swordsmanship, Feng Qiuyan thinks that Mingxiu should have a chance to win, but he and Mingxiu are making progress, and Zhou Wen certainly won''t stay in the same place. Therefore, Feng Qiuyan doesn''t know how to win or lose. However, deep down in his heart, he thinks that Zhou Wen will win, but there is no evidence, But the wild geese can''t say it.


    "Needless to say, no one can win Lao Zhou, that is to say, Mingxiu can stick to a few swords under Lao Zhou." Li Xuan is full of confidence in Zhou Wen.


    "Cut, did not play how to know, I see Mingxiu will win." Tian Zhenzhen immediately retorted.


    "Please advise." Mingxiu holds the sword for practice, makes a ceremonial starting gesture, and then inserts the sword back into the scabbard.


    "Please." Zhou Wen did not hold the scabbard, but held the sword in his hand and pointed to the ground obliquely.


    Mingxiu doesn''t move, but his breath becomes more and more calm. The whole person seems to be integrated with the air. If you don''t see him with your eyes, you can hardly feel the existence of this person.


    The light of the sword suddenly appears, and the extreme movement after the extreme quiet. Practice the sword breaking the scabbard and coming out. The stone breaking sword is fast and powerful. If the sword goes into Qingming, it seems that it will penetrate jiuchongtian.


    Different from fengqiuyan''s sharp knife, fengqiuyan''s sharp knife can surpass the limit, but it is restrained, and the emphasis is always on control.


    But Mingxiu''s sword technique is not so. It seems that he wants to burst out all his life brilliance in this sword, squeezing every part of his strength, and every cell seems to have burst out all his energy.


    If you die or I die, there will be no return.


    There is no control, no hesitation, no retreat, as if he gambled his whole life on this sword, although not brilliant, but with the determination to burn the boat.


    Although it''s just a sword, it''s exhausted. It can''t be controlled, and it doesn''t need to be controlled. The sword is in people''s hands, and the sword is dead. It''s not the enemy that falls down, it''s itself.


    Seeing this sword, Li Xuan became more serious and muttered to himself, "is it worthwhile for this man to gamble his life on this sword?"


    Zhou Wen stares at the startling sword, but his practicing sword doesn''t move. He feels Mingxiu''s determination from the sword.


    "Ah Tian Zhenzhen saw that Zhou Wen didn''t seem to react. He didn''t raise his sword to greet him. He was scared and screamed.


    Although it''s a special rubber sword for practice, it has no edge and no blade, and it''s even curved. If it''s blessed by Mingxiu''s sword technique, even if it''s practiced, it can pierce flesh and blood.


    Feng Qiuyan and Li Xuan also changed their colors. I don''t know what happened to Zhou Wen, but they didn''t react.


    The sword is like wind. Mingxiu''s practicing sword rubs Zhou Wen''s neck and stabs him. The blade almost touches the skin of Zhou Wen''s neck, but it doesn''t hurt Zhou Wen after all.


    "Why not fight back?" Mingxiu frowned at Zhou Wen and asked.


    "You didn''t stab me. Why should I fight back?" Zhou Wen said casually that since he felt the power of space trajectory, he had a keen sense of various trajectories. Others might not be able to distinguish the subtle gap of trajectories because of the bright sword, but Zhou Wen could see clearly that the sword would not hurt him at all.


    After listening to Zhou Wen''s words, Mingxiu suddenly stood there, staring at Zhou Wen in a daze, and didn''t speak for a long time.


    For a long time, Mingxiu''s eyes slowly became firm, slowly took back the sword around Zhou Wen''s neck, put the sword into the sheath, saluted Zhou Wen slightly, and said seriously: "coach, I understand. I won''t make a sword casually in the future. I have to kill but I can''t make a sword."


    With that, Mingxiu turns around and walks away. Zhou Wen is stunned. He doesn''t know what''s wrong with Mingxiu''s hair. First, he doesn''t stab him with a sword, and then he leaves inexplicably.