Slay the God: The head of the demon god, I will protect Hongying

Just then, outside the warehouse.

A young man, in shirt sleeves and with his sword slung across his back, stopped at the door.

"Is this the place Ye Fan is talking about? It's so troublesome. I really want to go back..."

Zhou Ping looked down at his toes and muttered.

"Tell me, our teacher, why hasn't he arrived yet?"

"Maybe it was a traffic jam."

"What level of teacher can teach us? Isn't that the ceiling for humans?"

"That's impossible. The Night's Watch can't call them."

Just as everyone was discussing, the warehouse door was slowly pushed open.

Zhou Ping lowered his head and slowly walked into the warehouse. He saw that the floor was spotless and the air was fresh. It seemed that the room was well ventilated...

"mystery!"

Zhou Ping frowned and looked at the undead in front of him that had been cleaned up but had not yet been taken away by Wang Shao.

"Well...I asked someone to come over to clean up."

When Wang Shao saw Zhou Ping, he hurriedly took the undead back and spoke with some embarrassment.

Zhou Ping frowned even deeper and spoke slowly.

"Did they do this?"

Zhou Ping quickly checked the walls, floors, windows, kitchen, rooms...

Then he stood there for a long time, and spoke with some hesitation.

"Let them do it all...what should I do..."

"I used to have two strengths: cleaning and swordsmanship. Now... the sword is all I have left..."

"You are……"

Baili Pangpang asked hesitantly.

The person in front of me was dressed like a restaurant waiter, not like a night watchman at all, and didn't have any temperament.

Even Baili Pangpang couldn't determine the other party's identity.

Zhou Ping saw eight people standing in a row in front of him and clenched his fists slightly.

"I'm the teacher Ye Fan hired to improve your comprehensive education. My name is Zhou Ping, which means ordinary."

"Zhou Ping? Hello, Teacher Zhou."

"Don't call me teacher, just call me Sword Saint."

Zhou Ping spoke with some discomfort.

"Sword Saint? Sword, sword... the most powerful sword saint in the human race!"

Baili Pangpang opened his mouth wide and began to stutter while speaking.

Except for Wang Shao and Jia Lan, everyone else was shocked and excited.

Their teacher is actually the Sword Master who is ranked number one among the human ceiling!

How did Ye Fan do it?

"I don't like these false names. I prefer people to call me Sword Saint."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Zhou Ping, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at his feet with extreme discomfort.

“You stole my job…”

"What job?"

"Cleaning. My job is as a waiter in a restaurant. I'm responsible for cleaning and washing dishes. All of this... was done by your mysterious tricks."

Everyone:? ? ?

"Oh, this is a local restaurant with a loose liquor flavor run by my third uncle. You can mention my name when you go there next time and you'll get a 5% discount!"

"..."

Everyone's head was buzzing. The sword master, who was the top of the human race in Daxia, was actually a waiter.

Is the world crazy?

Is it still that local restaurant, and are the dishes served all made with the meat of divine beasts from the Klein Realm?

"How did Commander Ye invite you here?"

"It's simple. He cleans and washes the dishes for me."

Everyone:...

……

Xijin City.

Sanjiu-style local cuisine restaurant.

Ye Fan was washing dishes desperately with a gloomy face.

"Xiao Fan, you're not fast enough to catch up with our Xiao Ping. If you keep dawdling, your salary will be docked!"

When the third uncle saw Ye Fan, he spoke slowly.

"Damn it! If those bastards don't study hard, I'll break their legs!"

Ye Fan's face was gloomy, and he gritted his teeth and quickened the speed of washing the dishes.

……

storehouse.

Wang Shao and eight others sat on small stools with their backs straight.

This is a lesson taught by the Sword Master himself. Few people in Daxia have this opportunity. You must learn it well.

What's more, this was obtained by Commander Ye at the cost of his own body.

"Let's start today's class. The teaching materials are in that box. Go and take them out."

Zhou Ping pointed to the cardboard box in the corner and spoke calmly.

Soon, everyone hurried over, opened it, and were stunned.

"The Return of the Condor Heroes?"

"The Sword of Royal Blood?"

"Xiao Shiyilang?"

……

"The Legend of Zhen Huan?"

Baili Pangpang looked confused.

"Uh... this isn't it."

Zhou Ping snatched the "Legend of Zhen Huan" and spoke somewhat awkwardly.

"These novels?"

Cao Yuan spoke with some confusion.

"This is the textbook. Your course consists of reading the book."

"what?"

Everyone looked at each other.

"I learned my swordsmanship from novels. I've mastered all the swordsmanship in novels..."

"This...Senior Sword Saint, please don't joke with me."

"I'm not kidding, isn't that how you learned it?"

Zhou Ping tilted his head and looked at everyone in confusion.

"No."

"Oh, no wonder you can't become a sword master."

"Why don't you try it first, it really works."

Wang Shao and others reluctantly began to take a book each.

Among these people, Wang Shao knew that reading books could help them improve their mental strength, which might be useful for Lin Qiye and others.

I read English newspapers every day, and the more I read novels, the more energetic I become.

Lin Qiye took a copy of "Moonlight Blade" and Hongying took a copy of "Against the Cold Current"...

Just when they were engrossed in reading the novel, Wang Shao smelled burnt food coming from the kitchen.

It really is……

Wang Shao walked quickly into the kitchen.

"Senior Sword Saint, what are you doing?"

"I came here to cook, and I'm following the same steps as a restaurant chef, so why isn't it working?"

"It seems that all I know how to do is sword and cleaning."

Wang Shao quickly turned off the fire. If he continued to stir, the entire warehouse would be burned down.

"Senior Sword Saint, leave the cooking to us from now on."

"Ah."

Zhou Ping's eyes suddenly lit up and he took a few carved plates.

As if he had seen his prey, he used his sword energy to scrape off the pattern bit by bit, and the plate became completely white.

"It's clean now."

Zhou Ping nodded with satisfaction.

"..."

Zhou Ping walked out of the kitchen, went into his room and locked himself in.

Squatting in front of the bed, hugging your knees, looking at your toes.

"I really want to go home. I'm so embarrassed..."

……

At the dinner table, nine people were eating silently.

"What did you learn from reading the novel today?"

Everyone was stunned and shook their heads.

Zhou Ping looked at Wang Shao, who didn't shake his head, and asked, "What kind of martial arts did you learn from watching 'Number One Under Heaven'?"

"Uh...Vajra is indestructible!"

"That's not bad."

Zhou Ping nodded with satisfaction.

Are you kidding? How can you learn martial arts by reading a book? That is all given by the system.

Seeing Wang Shao's nonchalant answer, everyone was stunned. What's going on? We don't know anything.

"Lin Qiye, have you learned Fu Hongxue's peerless swordsmanship?"

"No."

"Hongying, have you learned Haolian Xiaoyao's spear skills?"

"without……"

"..."

"You didn't put yourself in the characters' shoes when you were reading. You should try to understand their emotions..."

"My Dugu Nine Swords and Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin...are all learned this way."

Zhou Ping warned seriously.