Chapter 24 Training at night!

The breeze blew across my cheek, lifting a strand of black hair in front of my forehead.

Zhu Zhuqing smiled slightly and gently tucked her messy hair behind her ears. She walked gracefully with Long Jian towards the back mountain of Shrek Academy.

"Zhu Qing, you actually did a good job in the battle during the day."

"Compared to a lot of people, you're already pretty good."

Arriving at an open space, Long Jian slowly turned around with a smile on his face.

"not enough."

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head, her expression extremely determined.

"To the Zhu family and the Xingluo Empire royal family, all of this is insignificant!"

“I want to become stronger!”

"For this, I am willing to pay any price!"

Under the bright moonlight, Zhu Zhuqing's fair face was unconsciously tinged with a hint of pink.

Long Jian shook his head helplessly and waved his hand with a smile.

"Zhu Qing, don't make it sound so serious."

"Everything has its solution!"

"Don't be too impatient."

"Tonight, we will only train for an hour. After an hour, you must go back and rest!"

"Practice is not just about working hard, you also need to have proper rest."

“A combination of work and rest can keep you in the best condition.”

Long Jian quite enjoys the feeling of being a teacher.

This gave him an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

"I will."

Zhu Zhuqing's Netherworld Cat spirit.

The body was slightly pressed down, and the soft thighs stretched backwards. The figure of Long Jian was filled in those autumn eyes, and the whole person was like a beast ready to attack.

"Next, you are not allowed to use soul skills!"

Long Jian put his left hand behind his back and spread out his right hand.

Zhu Zhuqing's body moved violently, and a big hole instantly appeared on the ground beneath her.

That was formed by the compression and explosion of soul power.

A black shadow flashed by, and in an instant Zhu Zhuqing was in front of Long Jian, and a sharp attack came towards him.

Long Jian dodged easily by turning sideways, his body shape changing constantly.

"When you unleash your strongest attack, your weakness will also appear accordingly."

After he finished speaking, Long Jian raised his hand and grabbed Zhu Zhuqing's calf that was kicking him from the side, and at the same time, he gently slapped Zhu Zhuqing's lower abdomen.

"Come again!"

Long Jian let go of Zhu Zhuqing's calf and gently pushed with his right hand.

Zhu Zhuqing staggered backwards, feeling the remaining warmth on her lower abdomen, and continued to attack Long Jian with a determined look.

"Attack the enemy three points and keep seven points for yourself. What it wants to convey is the highest artistic conception of battle, 'calmness'!"

Long Jian defeated Zhu Zhuqing again.

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

This time, the movement on the ground was much smaller, but Zhu Zhuqing's speed did not decrease at all.

Long Jian didn't care at all and continued, "Your calmness will put your opponent under great pressure. Your calmness can allow the soul power in your body to move freely, allowing you to advance and retreat freely."

When Zhu Zhuqing heard Long Jian's words in the darkness, she couldn't help but take a deep breath and her mind gradually calmed down.

The impatience that had just arisen from being constantly and ruthlessly beaten back by Long Jian also subsided at this moment.

The soul power in the body began to flow in an orderly manner under Zhu Zhuqing's control.

When your mind is calm, your attack movements will become more precise.

"Whoosh!"

Zhu Zhuqing's figure flashed again.

This time, while the speed increased, the movements were also lighter and no longer as violent as before.

"As a spirit master of the agility attack type, the most important thing is to keep your body steady and calm." Even with his back to Zhu Zhuqing, Long Jian was still able to dodge attacks accurately.

While speaking, he couldn't help thinking back to Ye Lingyun, with whom he had once fought.

Speaking of which, Ye Lingyun's body movements are exquisite. He can achieve teleportation just by relying on his speed.

I have suffered a lot at the hands of the other party.

"From now on, your training goal is to ensure that any attack you make does not affect the surrounding environment."

"Only in this way can your attack go unnoticed."

"Only in this way can you become a true top-notch agility attack spirit master!"

Facing another attack, Long Jian gently grabbed Zhu Zhuqing's wrist, then slowly let go.

Zhu Zhuqing withdrew her hand and looked down at her wrist. "Thank you, Long Jian. I will keep it in mind."

Long Jian smiled gently: "Zhu Qing, it's getting late, you should go back first."

"Aren't you going back with me?" Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly, and a look of doubt appeared in her autumn eyes.

"I have something urgent to do, you go back first." Long Jian shook his head and said.

"Then, I'll go back first." After a moment of hesitation, Zhu Zhuqing showed a gentle smile on her pretty face: "Long Jian, you should also go back and rest early."

"I will."

Long Jian felt that it wouldn't take him too long.

Zhu Zhuqing looked back every few steps and slowly left the grove, disappearing from Long Jian's sight.

"Sir, you have been watching for so long and it is very rude of you not to show your face!"

Long Jian turned around, his brows slightly furrowed, and his cold eyes looked towards the corner of darkness.

"rustle……"

A breeze blew by, and the fallen leaves made a friction sound.

The forest was silent, as if Long Jian was talking to the air.

"You are just a level 30 Quasi-Soul Master, how did you find me?!"

A cold, questioning voice suddenly sounded in the darkness.

Then a bearded strong man in a tattered black robe walked out of the darkness. In the moonlight, Long Jian could see the man's face clearly.

"You are Tang Hao, right?"

"Oh? You know me?"

A puzzled look appeared on Tang Hao's unshaven face.

"Haotian Douluo, I have heard of you, but I have never seen you."

Long Jian's expression was extremely indifferent. He couldn't muster any interest or goodwill towards this guy who only knew how to peek.

Tang Hao frowned instantly.

He heard contempt, disdain, and disgust in Long Jian's address.

"Your name is Long Jian, right? I just saw you teaching that little girl. You have a talent for teaching spirit masters!"

"You have been spying for so long, is this all you want to say?"

Long Jian didn't buy into these compliments at all.

"Since you know my identity, are you willing to be my disciple?!"

Although Tang Hao did not like Long Jian's words, he was very optimistic about Long Jian's fighting talent.

Especially the soul power talent of level 30 at the age of twelve is also rare in the world.

Although he had never seen a martial soul before, the fact that he could knock Zhao Wuji away with one punch must be extraordinary.

"If I refuse, what do you want to do?" Long Jian asked with a faint smile.

Tang Hao's expression suddenly turned cold.

"Tang San is my son, and you beat him in the fighting arena today!"

"As long as you agree to be my disciple and hand over the things you taught that girl to Tang San, I can let this matter go!"

When Long Jian heard Tang Hao say such shameless remarks, he was speechless!

"In the fighting arena, if I'm not allowed to beat him, does that mean I can only let him beat me?"

(End of this chapter)