Absolute Zone Zero: As a corpse, elegance needs no words

In fact, it was the little black cat lying on his head.

This important task can only fall on him.

If you think about it carefully, perhaps Xuanli’s civet cat home is his real “home”.

In the distance, Zhu Yuan was wearing a tights suit for training, with boxing gloves on her hands, and was practicing hitting soft piles.

In the center of the venue, Qingyi was confronting Xuanli.

One side has a three-section staff, the other side has a long sword.

The stick is a wooden stick and the long sword is unsharpened.

"Hmm... the confrontation didn't reveal any flaws at all. Not bad, not bad..."

Qingyi looked at Xuanli's posture and nodded slightly, then began to comment. She was very satisfied with Xuanli's progress.

But before he finished speaking, the man in green suddenly flashed, lowered his body and rushed out in an instant at an extremely fast speed.

The nunchaku was swung in his hand and lifted upwards, blocking the long sword while threatening the upper body to attract Xuan Li's attention.

Xuan Li's eyes narrowed, and he saw Qingyi's intention. He did not choose to resist, but took two steps back to avoid the upper and lower attacks.

In this way, he not only made Qingyi's lower leg attack miss, but also made the nunchaku ineffective.

"Master, you have absolutely no moral principles!"

"A sneak attack like this isn't something a master would do to his apprentice, right?"

Qing Yi smiled slightly, and without wasting any time, continued to move forward, saying

"Little disciple, who will talk to you about martial ethics when we're really fighting? Don't you understand this principle?"

"I will do a lot of things to you, so be careful."

There was a hint of danger in Qingyi's eyes, which startled Xuanli. Every time this happened, it was a sign that she had set some trap.

He quickly recalled what had just happened, but he had already distanced himself from her and his weapon attack had missed. What else could Qingyi do?

Weapons...wait!

Just as Xuan Li reacted, Qingyi's hands had already moved. With a casual flick of his hand, the three-section staff instantly closed together to form a long staff.

Although Qingyi's wooden stick is just a weapon for daily practice, it is naturally specially made to suit her combat habits!

Because of the way Qingyi was holding the nunchaku, she was holding the end of the long stick at this time. As the long stick pointed at Xuanli, she smiled slightly.

"Disciple, why don't you learn from the fact that an inch longer is an inch stronger?"

The combined long stick in Qingyi's hand was like a spear, piercing out like a dragon and heading straight towards Xuanli.

Although Xuan Li had kept some distance, he didn't keep too far away because he still wanted to continue fighting and wait and see how the situation changed so that he could respond to Qing Yi at any time.

And this is exactly within Qingyi's thinking range.

The distance was not far enough, so the long stick arrived in front of Xuan Li almost in the blink of an eye and hit him heavily on the chest.

Xuan Li felt a huge force coming, and his whole body was pushed up. He reacted quickly, pressing down with his long sword and hitting the long stick directly, causing the force to shift and fall downwards.

Xuan Li also took this opportunity to spin sideways half a circle in the air, and after releasing the force, he landed steadily on the ground.

He looked solemn. He should have reacted to Qingyi's change of tactics this time, but he failed because of a hint of impatience.

Perhaps if he had retreated a little further, the result would have been very different.

A single thought can change everything.

"You reacted quickly and handled the situation very well. You're truly worthy of being my disciple. It's just a pity..."

Qingyi waved his stick and put it away, smiling slightly.

"Xuan Li, if the spear was in my hand, you would have been dead just now."

Xuan Li knew that it was indeed his own problem after hearing this, but he didn't say anything. He nodded to indicate that he would pay more attention next time.

"Okay, let's continue."

Qingyi nodded, and this time, before Xuanli could finish his words, she walked towards him again.

However, Dang Xuanli would not do the same thing twice. He was well prepared and immediately took Qingyi's attack and made an appropriate counterattack.

For Xuan Li, who has already entered the combat state, fighting is not a test. On the contrary, it is more like a pleasure for him.

He was a warmonger by nature.

The same goes for Qingyi, but her enjoyment is not because of the battle itself.

It was because the person she was fighting with at this time was Xuan Li, and what she was doing was guiding her own disciples.

The two sides fought back and forth, weapons constantly crossed in the air, figures kept intertwining and separating, and when the fighting got fast, there were even only a series of afterimages.

Seth was watching this scene at the edge of the field. Although he was concentrating on learning something, it was obvious that he had little to gain from it.

Above Seth's head, the little black cat meowed lazily.

This guy's head feels soft and comfortable, and he's much gentler than Xuan Li is to me...

Seeing that this guy seems so eager to make progress, maybe I can take some time to teach him a set of cat boxing and accept him as my disciple.

Beneath the little black cat, Seth was still watching Qing Yi and Xuan Li fight intently, completely unaware that above him, the little black cat was thinking about how to take him in as a disciple...

Time passed minute by minute, and the battle soon came to an end.

"Well done!"

Looking at Xuan Li's downward swing, Qingyi did not slack off at all. He transformed the long stick into a three-section staff again and used the middle part to block upwards.

The long sword fell straight down, causing the nunchaku to form an "concave" shape. In terms of defense, the flexible nunchaku is naturally not as good as the hard long stick.

Seeing that Xuanli was about to win after another effort, Qingyi's face once again showed the smile that he only had when digging a pit.

Xuan Li's heart skipped a beat.

The man in green twisted his hands quickly, wrapping the nunchaku around the long sword like a snake, and then twisted it violently with both arms.

After being transmitted through the iron chain connecting the nunchaku, Qingyi's strength increased several times, and Xuanli was caught off guard and his weapon slipped out of his hand.

With a "bang", the long sword fell to the ground not far from Xuanli.

Seeing this, Xuan Li wanted to find an opportunity to grab the long sword, but Qingyi naturally would not let him pass and immediately took advantage of the situation to pursue him.

There is a big difference between having weapons and not having weapons, and Xuan Li was directly at a disadvantage.

However, thanks to his high "Dodge" and "Health", Xuan Li successfully resisted Qing Yi's pressure and came to the long sword.

Just as he was about to kick up the long sword to catch it, Qingyi had already given up the attack with his weapon and came behind her.

As a green afterimage flashed by, Qing Yi directly flipped over with his hands on the ground and rode directly on Xuan Li, clamping his legs tightly around his neck, while not forgetting to remind him very considerately

"Xuan Li, are you ready?"

Qingyi immediately exerted force from his waist, leaned his upper body back, and lifted Xuanli up directly. The two of them did a somersault in the air together.