Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

The midday sun shone through the window onto the open space in the center of the warehouse, making the floor bright as snow.

Everyone stood in a row respectfully, looking down at the stack of papers in their hands.

This was written by Zhou Ping in one day. It is a thick stack. The handwriting is not beautiful, but it is very neat. You can tell that the writer was very serious.

Above is a training plan for each person.

Lin Xuan looked down at his own share and discovered that his training was to concentrate on reading novels while surrounded by people fighting, and to practice sparring with Zhou Ping once a day.

"There's a lot of violence in your moves. It's important to cultivate your character properly. Reading is just right for you.

Being able to calm down and read a book in a combat environment is very helpful for you to concentrate and cultivate your character.

Moreover, since you can replicate my sword moves, it is only a matter of time before you can use them yourself.

You just need to carefully experience the various sensations of using sword techniques, and put yourself in the shoes of the characters in the novel. Over time, you will definitely be able to master various sword techniques like me."

Zhou Ping explained, full of confidence in Lin Xuan.

"You give me the same feeling as someone I used to have. You also know all the sword moves from martial arts novels..."

Zhou Ping paused here and did not continue.

Instead, Lin Xuan suddenly looked up at him, his heart beating wildly?

What the hell, is this part in the original book?

Isn't it said that Zhou Ping is the only one who knows those unique martial arts skills? But from what Zhou Ping said, it seems that is not the case.

Lin Xuan wanted to ask more, but Zhou Ping seemed to be lost in some reminiscence and obviously didn't want to continue this topic.

"Sword Saint Senior, why is my training about extracting air from various substances?"

Shen Qingzhu shook the paper in his hand and said in confusion.

"Your [Qi Min] can control the air around you, but have you ever thought about controlling the air inside the human body?"

After all, there is such a thing as air pressure in the world. If you can drain the air pressure from a person, will he be crushed into a pancake by the surrounding air?

As Zhou Ping was speaking, he noticed that everyone had an expression as if they had seen a ghost.

"Uh, did I say something wrong?"

Zhou Ping lowered his head, feeling a little ashamed.

He had only seen the information about air pressure in "100,000 Whys" and didn't really understand it, so he might have said something wrong.

"No, Senior Sword Saint, you are definitely a genius!"

Shen Qingzhu's eyes lit up.

Zhou Ping's words opened a new door for him.

Yes, there is air in the human body. If we can use [Qi Min] to detonate the air in the human body, or change the internal air pressure of the human body, we may be able to make the other party explode directly.

Moreover, air exists not only in humans but in all things.

Shen Qingzhu suddenly realized that the upper limit of the ability of [Qi Min] might be terrifyingly high!

Shen Qingzhu was a little excited. He always felt that he was the most useless one in the team.

The people in the reserve team are more monstrous than each other.

Even Baili Pangpang has awakened the forbidden ruins of [Disarm All Things], which is the natural enemy of weapons and forbidden objects.

And his [Qi Min] doesn't even rank here.

But now, Shen Qingzhu saw hope.

"Yes, really?"

Zhou Ping felt a little embarrassed by Shen Qingzhu's praise. He thought that his strengths were only sword and cleaning, and he was not good at anything else.

I didn't expect to be praised.

Could it be that I’m actually pretty… okay at teaching people?

Zhou Ping thought to himself and felt in a good mood.

In the training of the crowd,

An Qingyu's training program is the easiest, and all he has to do is dissect a mysterious corpse.

Cao Yuan played Tic-Tac-toe with Baili Pangpang, while Lin Qiye fought against Jia Lan, thus learning to flexibly apply his abilities.

I have to say that Zhou Ping is indeed a good teacher. He can grasp everyone's weaknesses and teach them according to their aptitude.

After everyone realized that Zhou Ping was socially anxious and lacked confidence, they naturally knew what to do.

Just praise and that’s it!

Praise vigorously, praise subtly, and praise sincerely.

Praising people is an art.

Praising others is not flattery. As long as you are not a fool, you can tell whether others are complimenting you.

If it is a compliment, it will make people feel hypocritical, but sincere praise will only make people feel happy.

This is what Sword Saint Zhou Ping is like at this moment.

Zhou Ping felt more and more embarrassed amid everyone's sincere compliments.

If Zhou Ping's mood could be quantified, then everyone would see the words "up↑up↑" right now.

Outside the warehouse, Lin Qiye and Jia Lan stood on opposite sides. Not far away from them were Cao Yuan and Baili Pangpang sitting opposite each other in front of the Tic-Tac-toe chess board.

As for Lin Xuan, he sat between the two teams, leaning back in his chair, reading the novel with great interest.

He is currently watching "The Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils", from which the Six Meridians Divine Sword originates.

Baili Pangpang took a deep breath.

"Lao Cao, let's start."

Cao Yuan nodded, and with a clang, the long sword was unsheathed.

"Hey hey hey hey..."

The evil black flames burned fiercely, and Cao Yuan's movements were stiff, as if he was trying his best to suppress it.

Baili Pangpang swallowed his saliva and drew a circle on the ground with his sword.

"Lao Cao, it's your turn."

Cao Yuan controlled the long sword and moved it towards the "井" character on the ground, but when it was halfway there, the murderous black flames exploded, and the air wave directly blew Baili Pangpang away.

"Fuck, Lao Cao, hold on!"

Lin Xuan didn't pay attention for a moment, and the book in his hand rustled, and he could no longer find the place he was reading.

On the other side, the battle between Lin Qiye and Jia Lan has also begun.

Roars and vibrations continued to come from around Lin Xuan, even causing him to fall directly from his chair to the ground.

Lin Xuan:......

"Old Cao, you tm!"

"Strengthening the mountains and overwhelming the world!"

The sound kept bombarding his eardrums. Lin Xuan tried to concentrate his attention, but found that he couldn't see at all.

Lin Xuan took a deep breath.

He suddenly realized that reading was not that easy.

Time passed quickly and it was dusk in the blink of an eye.

The golden glow of the setting sun falls on the earth, and everything is dyed golden.

In the open space, Lin Xuan and Zhou Ping stood facing each other. Lin Xuan was holding a golden long sword in his hand with a serious expression.

"How was your afternoon?"

Zhou Ping asked with concern. He really wanted to know if Lin Xuan had learned anything from the book.

“…I didn’t really get into it.”

Lin Xuan told the truth.

The noise caused by the fight was too loud, especially at the end, when Lin Qiye seemed to have seen something he shouldn't have seen, which annoyed Galan.

So much so that Galan chased him and beat him hard.

"I'll use as many moves as possible. This time, you can experience the feeling first, and there's no need to force yourself to memorize the sword moves.

I might have hit you a little harder, but you have a good recovery ability, so you should be fine."

Zhou Ping said as he pulled out an Ultraman sword from behind.

"You must hold on!"

As soon as the words fell, sword energy soared into the sky!