At the seaside, the sky was getting darker and darker. In the icy sea, Meng Fan kept waving his big sword.

A long time has passed.

Lu Ping's guidance became less and less. Because with the exhaustion of physical strength and true energy, Meng Fan could no longer slash according to the standard movements.

It can even be said that many of Meng Fan's sword swinging movements at this time are not standard.

He kept panting heavily.

Feel the fatigue of the body.

He wanted to stop, but every time he just came up with this thought, Lu Ping would sternly shout!

"Don't stop, do your best!"

Lu Ping's eyes were full of coldness.

At this time, it is not the time to be soft-hearted, only strong pressure can make Meng Fan continue to improve.

Meng Fan's consciousness is even a little fuzzy, and his physical energy has been exhausted.

But Lu Ping's voice is the driving force that keeps pushing him forward.

In fact, it is difficult for most people to supervise themselves.

Even if the will is strong, people will continue to find excuses for themselves when physical exhaustion continues to impact perception.

Enough is enough, it's almost enough, it's time to stop.

The seductive voice will constantly erode the trainer's will in his mind.

Once you stop, it will be difficult to break through the limit again.

The supervisor, the trainer, is to use external force to forcefully stop this sound.

Looking at Meng Fan who kept swinging his sword in the sea water.

After all, Meng Tingting's heart relented. She walked to Lu Ping's side and said softly, "He has been practicing for two hours! Can he take a break? Even if he continues to practice, there is no point in it."

In fact, in Meng Tingting's eyes, it was the same. Many of Meng Fan's movements were out of shape.

It's better to take a break and practice again.

But Lu Ping didn't think so.

"Slash me hard! Fifty times more, you can rest!" Lu Ping shouted loudly.

Meng Fan in the water, when he heard this, seemed to have received a booster, and immediately waved it vigorously, and his movements were even somewhat standard.

The corner of Lu Ping's mouth slightly raised, and he said to Meng Tingting: "Meng Fan has great potential, but in order to stimulate this potential, he needs intensive training. You see, he thinks he can't do it, and you also think he can't do it, but But he can still squeeze out his potential, which means that he can do it!"

While talking, Lu Ping turned his head to look at Meng Tingting, his eyes were extremely sharp, and he said in a deep voice: "You feel sorry for him, I can understand, but if you stop our training, you will harm him! If you really want to help him, go to Get him food! He'll need it soon!"

This is true. After Meng Fan exhausted a lot of physical strength, eating was an inevitable choice.

Powerful physical exertion must replenish energy.

Meng Tingting stared at Lu Ping, gritted her teeth and said, "I hope your training is effective! Otherwise, I won't forget it like this!"

After speaking, she flew away with the sword, and went straight to the city to buy food for Meng Fan.

Huang Xiaoqi walked to Lu Ping's side, said with a smile: "You are cruel."

Lu Ping said in a deep voice: "It's all about teaching students according to their aptitude, Meng Fan can withstand this kind of intense training!"

At this moment, Meng Fan had finished swinging his sword!

Lu Ping yelled: "Don't stop! Are you fooling a fool? Just now, out of the fifty sword swings, forty-five were not standard! I'll give you two minutes! Make up for me!"

In fact, in the fifty sword swings, none of the movements fully met the standard.

Facing the oncoming waves, the heavy sword had squeezed Meng Fan to the limit.

He was able to swing the epee, and he had already risked his life for it.

But in Meng Fan's unconscious ears, Lu Ping's voice was the only will.

Chop again!

Forty-five times! Must be standard!

The strong desire to rest became the motivation for Meng Fan to continue slashing.

Huang Xiaoqi looked at Meng Fan in the distance, and sighed in a low voice: "You are really cruel, he is just a child."

Lu Ping said in a deep voice: "If you want to get it, you have to pay. No one can get everything for nothing."

The way of cultivating truth, fighting for fate with the heavens, even unable to bear some physical pain, how can you achieve great things?

Lu Ping's words are very indifferent, but this is reality.

Others will not wait for you, will not see you as a child.

It is inevitable for those with ordinary talents to make more efforts to surpass those with high talents.

From childhood to adulthood, Lu Ping has endured countless hardships in order to cultivate.

Who cares about this.

Meng Fan finished swinging his sword again.

Lu Ping roared angrily: "You kid, are you playing with me? The sword swing is weak! Forget it! You don't need to swing the sword! Run along the coast with the long sword on your back! I won't say stop!"

This is no longer a swordsmanship training, but an extreme pressure on his body.

The zhenqi in Meng Fan's body had already bottomed out in the constant slashing.

With the sword on his back, he ran wildly, but not fast.

His physical strength has long been exhausted, but his legs are still slightly stronger than his arms.

Meng Fan didn't know that what he was facing was a training session that would last for an unknown period of time.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

Meng Tingting had already returned, she just clenched her fists.

He stared at his younger brother.

"Plop!"

Meng Fan fell into the water.

He couldn't take it anymore.

Too tired, he lost consciousness, and all his physical strength was squeezed out!

Meng Tingting and Lu Ping rushed over together.

Take him ashore.

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for completing the disciple's physical training, scoring S, and getting 100 teacher points."

"Ding dong, congratulations to the host for upgrading and obtaining the Sword Control Technique: Sea Breaking Sword Art, which is only available to the host and registered disciple Meng Fan."

Breaking the sea sword art, swordsmanship in the foundation building period, skill level A.

Seeing the reward, Lu Ping was overjoyed!

This is great! Although he has the skills, but the sword control method is still very rubbish.

But this time, an A-level fencing technique was actually given.

The only pity is that it can only be practiced by Lu Ping and Meng Fan, and cannot be taught to others.

Otherwise, take this thing to Cosmic Treasure and sell it!

Immediately there is money.

"Ding dong, it's a gift to be a teacher, to teach a job with kindness, the master-student relationship is formally established, and the master-student intimacy value function is activated."

"Ding Dong, Meng Fan, the host's disciple, gained physical strength +3, arm strength +9, and willpower +20"

"Ding dong, the host gains body strength +50, true energy strength +10, total true energy +50"

Lu Ping was overjoyed.

During this training, his cultivation growth has far surpassed that of Meng Fan.

He showed the way for Meng Fan, and while Meng Fan practiced, he also gained cultivation growth at the same time.

Although this increase is not much, but if he cultivates by himself, it will take a few days to improve to this level.

At least he will not delay his cultivation because he teaches his apprentices.

It is even said that it is faster than his own cultivation speed.

Meng Fan fell to the ground and woke up after a long while.

Lu Ping said: "We don't have much time. You have to work harder. It will be like this every day in the future. Can you hold on?"

"Ding Dong, Meng Fan, your unnamed disciple, has a retreat mentality because of his extreme cultivation."

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