Miss Cannon Fodder Wants To Escape Death Flags - Chapter 16
Ning Ning was a sports scrapper in her previous life.
Instead she could play piano, sketch and calligraphy but her physical strength was poor to a mess. To say that, since childhood when she exercise she probably only practiced beautiful ballet and Swan arm exercise.
And so while the others looked like beautiful swan, she almost half of her life looked half-exhausted and half-dead like a fluttering moth about to served on the table.
Later, her body form didn’t get into shape but instead the muscle on her face almost cramped-because Ning Ning’s expression was always very rich whenever she dances the death ballet.
It tired her so much.
So in summary she was very reluctant to move, she refused Meng Jue’s proposal to teach swordsmanship from the bottom of her heart.
But could help it, he was too firm on helping her.
The physique of a person who cultivates the Dao was very different from her previous life, the muscles infiltrated by spiritual qi trains refined qi, then practice qi to transform themselves as immortals. These immortals develops to sword intent and sword bones it would then condensed between the palm when the sword was drawn.
At the moment when the star mark comes out the sheath, their whole body’s blood would feel excitement to the point of shouting.
Sword cultivators wielding sword were not just them “wielding sword” but more like listening to an instinct from the heart.
When the body posture changes, the aura of heaven and earth was unprecedented.
It’s not an off-putting feeling.
So although Ning Ning was as tired as an old hag and shouted “no more practice” she continued to learn the moves one after another under the guidance of Meng Jue.
And finally learned them–not!
She was the woman who intended to conquer the college entrance examination before.
Sword practice and learning was actually not much of a difference, it was everyone’s talents that varies.
Cultivation depends on hard work and was inseparable from teachers, some people fall into genius, and other climb up step by step from the lower generation.
Not to mention those big and small exams, they were no difference from the secret place test in Immortal Gate.
She could stand sea of questions from history, geography, mathematics, science and chemistry so why should she be afraid of sword techniques that she could learn without using her brain.
“The golden snake sword method comes from Miaojiang which is fickle and unpredictable, slashing backwards and poking diagonally all of which can defeat the enemy in a flash without being bound to a fixed pattern.”
“This move is the most deadly with the sword division, it can form the power of one person to resist hundreds of swords. You can be optimistic.”
Meng Jue corrected her posture, then released his hands from Ning Ning’s shoulder and personally drew his sword for her to demonstrate.
Ning Ning listened to his words, and automatically made up the classic quote of the English teacher in the classroom.
“This expression must be remembered, when writing add inverted sentences and attributive clauses and don’t stick to fix usage. With the differentiation of sentence pattern, it can be several advanced expressions in a composition and the composition will certainly get high marks.”
That was too down to earth1remark.
The golden snake sword technique changes in thousands of ways, she couldn’t learn it overnight. Fortunately Meng Jue’s teaching style was great and he could be regarded as the best teacher among his peers.
Ning Ning’s body was also gifted, in less than three day, she could roughly grasp it.
The most important point was that, following the eldest brother she was able to eat meat!
That’s right, Meng Jue stands out among the crowd of poor sword cultivators. He was a rich man who could afford to eat in the canteen.
“Xuanxu sword sect? Poor?”
Meng Jue chuckled when he heard this, he was really elegant like a childe, he was as gentle as jade and his peach blossom eyes were like stars of river.
“Junior Sister, Xuanxu is the first great school of sword of dao naturally will not withhold money. The poor is not the division but the people who use the money—throughout the ups and downs, like a master that devote all the pursuit of sword of dao is not rare.”
Ning Ning tilted her head and though.
That’s right oh.
Their dodgy sword-mad master flies around the world all day long and when he sees sword and sword manual he buys them no matter what.
The original owner was pampered and spoiled, spending money without restraint so becoming poor was her destiny.
The young master was also a big spending ancestor, not to mention that as a royal son he does not know hardships of the world and was cheated away.
He don’t know the real value of spirit stones.
As for the elder martial sister she hasn’t met, according to the description in the original story she was also an alcoholic.
In her life only sword, wine and beauty were the most precious.
It turned out that it wasn’t the entire Xuanxu Sext that was poor, but rather their oddly pro-teaching division.
They were like a bunch of poor people getting together in one house.
After three days of practicing sword (and eating meat) with Meng Jue Ning Ning received a communication talisman from her master, Tian Xian Zi inviting her to get together at her house and meet her newly accepted junior brother.
It was the male lead Pei Ji.
The paper crane-like communication talisman was held in her hands and gently kneaded, Ning Ning leaned against the doorway and frowned with an extremely faint smile.
Previously it was a small fight, this next episode was not friendly to her.
down to earth1– is a folk proverb, which means to have extensive contact with the ordinary lives of the people, to integrate with the broadest masses of people, and to reflect the wishes, demands, and interests of the people. Use the people’s living habits, language, etc., rather than divorced from the people…