Men wear women, and Lu Ding is forced to marry

The results of Class A’s pre-class assessment were announced quickly.

The pink-dressed girl was wearing a thin cloud-dress with a slender waist, black hair tied up, and a complicated headdress. The most eye-catching thing was the five mermaid pearls on her temples, with gold pendants on the bottom. She looked harmless and quiet from a distance, but she was ranked very high, 16th in Class A. The vicious-mouthed industry master had thin eyebrows and almond eyes, sharp and cold eyes, and a cold look, and ranked 30th. And the popular and conspicuous purple-dressed drunkard sister Ying Lan, who seemed to have seen everything, ranked second from the bottom.

That is to say, he was originally the last one and the last one in Class A.

But the situation changed today. Gu Chenzhou took away her last-place position and became the new last-placed one in Class A.

It is a popular choice and cause for celebration.

When the rankings were read out, quite a few people glanced over covertly, but after hearing the expected rankings, they looked away with boredom.

No miracle happened. She looked like a straw bag beauty, but in reality, she was just a straw bag beauty. It was all in vain.

Gu Chenzhou listened to the ranking quietly without saying a word. He had actually rehearsed such a scene in his mind a long time ago, but when he really heard it in reality, his heart still trembled.

Yuan Miao glanced over without criticizing or comforting.

After she made the announcement, she spoke a few words to a few people whose rankings fluctuated greatly, and then pointed out the moves they had just used to slay demons and monsters. She jumped up, and thousands of swords flew out from the air. The floating sword formation was endless in an instant, with many phantoms, changing weather and majestic atmosphere.

The most important thing Yuan Miao learned was the Chongxiao Sword Technique.

The mighty sword intent contained in it made Gu Chenzhou stunned. The Tun Tun Rat sensed something and popped its head out, but he quickly pressed it down.

When class is in session, you must never run out and disrupt the class.

Quiet.

"Using the sword is like using your arm. When the sword and the person interact and merge, the sword technique becomes like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace. Then, you can cultivate the sword of the mind and comprehend the way of the sword. When the mind is clear, everything becomes a sword. The mind controls the mind, the mind controls the qi, and the qi controls everything into a sword."

She demonstrated in mid-air, stirring up the wind and clouds. Gu Chenzhou and the others looked up and stared. The others were in high spirits and focused, but he could only feel his eyes were sore. He couldn't see the details clearly, but he knew with his toes that these moves were very mysterious. There is really a world of difference between a half-baked cultivator who has just entered the world and a real cultivator in the world of cultivation.

But even so, he could see that Yuan Miao had slowed down the basic sword moves so that he could see more clearly.

A kind teacher.

In the void, these were broken down into details one by one, shining with golden light. Thousands of phantoms floated before the eyes, with flexible and smooth movements. The monks in Class A moved quickly, posed, and imitated them.

Gu Chenzhou stood aside, watching the "teaching courses" slide by frame by frame, not knowing which one to practice first. These phantoms were flexible, one after another, making it hard to keep up. If he picked any one to practice with, he would practice it in a weird and ugly way.

Yuan Miao watched as each of the students practiced well, and nodded slightly, her expression showing appreciation. The students in Class A were very quick to understand, and she hardly needed to waste words during her daily teaching. She only needed to demonstrate once and some people would be able to grasp the essence and even apply it to other situations.

She pointed at them one by one, slowly came to Gu Chenzhou and stopped.

She slowed down her tone and said, "What do you not know? Don't feel ashamed. If you want to learn, just tell me."

Gu Chenzhou said in a low voice: "Teacher, it's too fast, I can't see clearly."

The other disciples stopped their actions and looked over here. They all pricked up their ears and listened attentively to the exchange between the two. Ye Lingyun's servant was inserted in, and everyone was curious about his true level.

If you have some understanding, then it is barely acceptable. If you really don't understand anything, you will only become a laughing stock in the industry, which is extremely embarrassing.

Seeing everyone's expressions slightly changed, as if they were meaningful, Ye Chen snorted coldly: "What's so good about it? Haven't you seen others learn swordsmanship?"

Ye Jia, this little hot pepper, has a strong and arrogant personality. He loves to complain about everything and anything. He can say something to anyone he is unhappy with, but the monks in Class A do not really have conflicts with him.

After all, it’s better to make friends with the business owner.

Maybe I will marry him in the future.

"Senior Sister Ying also saw it, so why can't we see it?" A female cultivator twirled her hair with her fingertips, smiling.

Ye Chen: "Don't you know that it's rude to stare at a man? You're really uneducated."

Someone hit the nail on the head and sighed, "Young Master Ye, with your temper, if you marry someone else and become their principal husband, you probably won't be able to please that person."

means something.

Ye Chen clenched his sword, his face changed slightly, and he looked at someone. Ying Lan gently turned sideways, avoiding his gaze, shook the wine gourd, and unscrewed the gourd mouth after hearing the sound of wine.

Tactical drinking.

There was a long silence here.

The sound from Gu Chenzhou became clearer and clearer.

Yuan Miao saw through him at a glance: he had only cultivation skills but had never learned a single move. He thought it would be best for him to learn physical skills first, and then learn sword skills after he had a solid foundation.

But the classes in Class A cannot be missed either.

After thinking for a while, she said, "I will teach you the moves in a slow manner. You should start from the beginning. After class, you should stay for a while. I will give you a set of breathing techniques and a set of basic physical techniques. Go back and practice day and night. Punch 3,000 times a day. Don't slack off."

He nodded obediently.

You won’t go wrong if you listen to your teacher.

Yuan Miao slowed down his moves even more, and they seemed to be stuck. Under this circumstance, Gu Chenzhou could finally see a little bit clearly. The other party looked at him and said, "Try one move first, take the sword."

This is to watch him practice.

Under the hidden gazes of the crowd, Gu Chenzhou gritted his teeth and overcame his embarrassment, waving his arms along the tutorial in front of him, his spiritual power weak.

What a sword full of affection.

Yuan Miao, who had taught thousands of disciples of the Sword Sect and was knowledgeable and experienced, could not help but sigh slightly, and the expression on her face was almost stagnant. She looked at Gu Chenzhou's awkward appearance after swinging the sword, his body stiffened and his toes gripping the ground, and knew that he had done his best.

Not even at the entry level.

If you want to be picky, he was outside the door and never came in.

The spiritual power in his hands was like a ball of cotton or a pool of still water, without any sense of power, and could not give him any blessing. It could only be regarded as a small toy in his palm.

He must have never killed anyone before, so his spiritual power surged out, without any courage at all. Even the worst disciple of the Sword Sect could swing a sword more powerful than him.

The monks in Class A sighed and chuckled, and politely looked away, but the feeling of being pricked in the back lingered. Gu Chenzhou was extremely ashamed and stood there, his face and ears were all burning.

"That's all."

I can't practice well.

Watch others practice first.

Yuan Miao shook her head and patiently comforted him without saying anything harsh.

She brushed past him and went to teach the next disciple.

The students in Class A were practicing very enthusiastically. They were a little unfamiliar with the techniques before, but now they have mastered them and can perform sword moves in many different ways.

Only Gu Chenzhou stood aside with a panicked look on his face, at a loss as to what to do, completely isolated from the crowd.