Chapter 36

You damn...

You're toxic.

Ding San Shi's vision went black.

Who cares about that?

"You were still a pile of dog shit not long ago, but your performance in this major competition is simply monstrous. How did you do it?"

Ding San Shi asked.

"Ah, it's like this. After receiving the bad news about my father, I was greatly shocked, my mind was in a daze, and I felt like I had lost my soul. Later, I suddenly had a severe headache, and then something very strange happened. Instructor Ding, can you guess what it was?"

Lin Beichen's eyes darted around, trying to figure out how to spin a lie.

Ding San Shi said, "Could it be that after the headache, you became smarter?"

"Ah, exactly. Instructor Ding, you are simply amazing. My admiration for you is like a surging river, endless and unstoppable..."

"Cut the crap, get to the point."

"Alright, as you guessed, after being shocked, I seemed to become much smarter, and I could remember things at a glance..."

Lin Beichen seized the opportunity to start fabricating.

Ding San Shi was surprised, "Is that true? So, your excellent performance in the written test is because you have a photographic memory?"

"Yes, yes."

Lin Beichen nodded rapidly.

This is what you came up with, Instructor.

"Go on."

Ding San Shi said.

Huh?

What else?

I haven't finished making it up yet.

Lin Beichen was a bit flustered.

He had to fully open his imagination. Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he remembered a classic scene from the movie "The God of Cookery" where Su Zhaohar practiced the "Sleeping Buddha Fist" in his dreams. His eyes lit up.

"Ah, not only did I become smarter, but I also discovered something even more incredible. Once I fall asleep, I can practice sword techniques in my dreams. Many sword techniques that I couldn't understand when I was awake, I could grasp clearly in my dreams. When I wake up, I naturally know them."

Ding San Shi's mouth dropped open.

Practice sword techniques in dreams?

If anyone else said this, Ding San Shi would have no hesitation in teaching them a lesson with three sword strikes to make them honest.

But with Lin Beichen...

Ding San Shi recalled that he had indeed seen Lin Beichen lying in his tent and sleeping soundly every night, and even during class, he often fell asleep on the desk...

Could this brat really be practicing sword techniques in his dreams?

In this world, there are countless martial artists, talented people, and even deities.

So, something that sounds absurd is not impossible.

"So, when I explained the [Basic Sword Technique - Close Combat Three Strikes] in class, you only took three days to practice it to this level?"

Ding San Shi asked.

Lin Beichen said, "Not just that, I also practiced the [Intermediate Profound Qi Condensation Technique] in my dreams."

Ding San Shi drew a sharp breath.

Not only can you practice sword techniques?

Can you also practice profound qi?

Can you kill people in your dreams?

"It sounds a bit unbelievable, practicing in dreams and reaching this level in three days..." Ding San Shi pondered for a moment and said, "How confident are you about tomorrow's competition?"

Lin Beichen smiled, "It shouldn't be a problem."

Ding San Shi frowned.

Lin Beichen said confidently, "Hehe, Mu Xin Yue, that绿茶婊 (green tea bitch), has already come by, saying she hopes I can let her win on the stage tomorrow. It seems she isn't very confident herself."

Ding San Shi said, "If you think that way, you're in danger."

Lin Beichen said, "Huh? What do you mean?"

Ding San Shi said, "She's just trying to make you let your guard down. Did you see the sword technique Mu Xin Yue used to defeat Yue Hongxiang on the stage today?"

Lin Beichen's mind immediately conjured up some pleasant images, and he nodded, "I saw it clearly, it was big, firm, and round..."

"Huh?"

Ding San Shi was taken aback, then realized what Lin Beichen meant and immediately flew into a rage, beating him mercilessly.

The old instructor, fuming, said, "That girl used the one-star sword technique [Star Plucking Sword Technique], and she has already reached the second level, 'Entering the Hall.' It's quite powerful. Although you have practiced the [Basic Sword Technique - Close Combat Three Strikes] to the peak of perfection, your chances of winning are still slim."

"Entering the Hall? Peak of perfection?"

Lin Beichen, with a bruised face, got up from the ground and scratched his head, "Are these cultivation realms?"

Ding San Shi sighed.

This wastrel truly has no foundation at all.

"Any combat technique, from the initial contact to complete mastery, is divided into five stages: Initial Understanding, Entering the Hall, Effortless Mastery, Supreme Proficiency, and Peak of Perfection. Your mastery of the three strikes is at the Peak of Perfection, and there is little room for further improvement because the power of the three strikes has already been pushed to its limit."

Ding San Shi explained.

Lin Beichen understood a bit.

"How can I defeat Mu Xin Yue with 100% certainty?"

He asked.

Lin Beichen did not doubt the experienced sword instructor's judgment of tomorrow's battle.

So, he immediately became very sincere and humble, actively seeking advice.

"Actually, after the [Basic Sword Technique - Close Combat Three Strikes] reaches the Peak of Perfection, there is a hidden killing move called [Beidou Lin]. Watch carefully, I will only demonstrate it three times."

Ding San Shi's expression became serious.

He raised his hand.

Clang!

Lin Beichen's longsword, as if attracted by a magnet, flew out of its scabbard into his hand.

Swish, swish, swish!

The first three moves were the [Basic Sword Technique - Close Combat Three Strikes].

At the end of the three moves, seven sword lights burst from Ding San Shi's sword, like a peacock spreading its feathers, and seven sword sounds pierced the air simultaneously.

Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud, thud!

Seven sword holes appeared on a nearby tree.

Lin Beichen's hair, which had stood on end, slowly settled down.

At the moment the sword lights burst, a terrifying chill and shock enveloped him, making his hair stand on end.

This move [Beidou Lin] is quite powerful.

"Did you see it clearly?"

Ding San Shi sheathed his sword and asked.

Lin Beichen nodded repeatedly, "I saw it clearly."

Actually, he had recorded it.

The entire process was secretly recorded on his phone.

This sword technique is highly advanced and terrifying.

Don't look at Wu Xiaofang's [Cold Python Seven Illusory Sword] today, which also creates multiple sword shadows, but only one is real, and the other shadows have no killing power.

But Ding San Shi's [Beidou Lin] is different.

All seven sword shadows are real sword blades.

Being hit by any one of them would result in serious injury.

Awesome plus!

Lin Beichen silently gave it a thumbs up in his heart.

"Good, now open your eyes, I will demonstrate it a second time..."

Ding San Shi said.

Lin Beichen quickly waved his hands, "No, no, Instructor, that's enough. I saw it clearly, no need, once is enough."