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“Boom!”

After a violent outburst, both shadows reflected almost simultaneously.

In the battle training room, Lin Huang's battle with Liu Ming has continued these days. Although he has completed the integration of knife skills, he has still not stopped improving his knife lane.

These days, he has been reading a lot of knife skills every day in the library of Wushunting College, mostly just the level of ordinary and rare skill cards.

With what he does today on the knife track, he basically reads the ordinary knife technique once, and as for the rare grade knife technique, he can just read it once and write it down, and then learn it two or three times.

He is also constantly integrating these knife techniques into his "Star Dome" knife course outline, constantly making up for his previously missing knife course foundation, and constantly making up for the shortcomings of his knife course.

Epic knife techniques are also available in Wushunting College, but those knife techniques do not belong to free public information and need to provide some contribution value to Wushunting College in order to be exchanged. Lin Huang also does not need to learn more epic knife skills for the time being, because ordinary knife skills and rare grades are sufficient for the perfection of his own knife track.

The vast majority of the value of teachers' contributions comes from teaching a student a lesson, counted as a 1 point contribution, and a class typically has about 50 students, so a lesson is a 50 point contribution. The hunting and martial arts academy now arranges for Lin Huang to bring only one class, only one class per week. 2600 points a year.

And any type of epic martial arts technique that requires a contribution value of at least 1000 points and a higher value may require 2,000 to 3,000 points.

For Lin Huang, when he really needs an epic knife technique, it's better to ask Mr. Fu for it, or buy it directly from Shijing.

Lin Huang felt that he needed to trade his skills for his contribution, and his ability to fight was not very strong. Because for him, one year of teaching is better than one year of hunting monsters and swapping monster bodies for life crystals. I don't know how many tactics I can buy.

Liu Ming can also clearly feel that some of Lin Huang's new moves are not powerful before, but his understanding of the knife lane is constantly improving.

He insisted on fighting Lin Huang, also because from the very beginning of the first day of the battle, he noticed that his long-standing knife lane bottleneck seemed to start to loosen.

It's not that Lin Huang inspired Liu Ming on the knife track, it's just that Lin Huang practiced the knife state, reminding Liu Ming of the state he was in when he first learned the knife. There is a saying called "Don't forget the beginning," but Lin Huang's state made Liu Ming begin to find his own beginning.

Knife practice, not to break through, but simply to like and fanaticize about the knife lane.

Liu Ming is also finding this feeling more and more during these days of fighting. The battle with Lin Huang made him feel like he really became Lin Huang's peer. He even forgot his age. He just felt like a brother a few years older than Lin Huang. He practiced knife with his younger brother every day. The two of them progress together every day.

He called Lin Huanghuang the name of his brother, and it was no longer just a guest name, but had a genuine feeling.

Lin Huang also noticed that Liu Ming was more real in front of himself than before. Although he used to seem to call himself a brother laughingly, he always felt a little distant. But during the last few days of fighting, Liu Ming became obviously honest on many things. He would even proactively talk to Lin Huang about some insights in his knife practice. As long as Lin Huang had questions, his answers would basically not be as reserved as they had been before, but teach in good faith. Lin Huang is also grateful for this. Though he did not know what the reason was, he knew that Liu Ming should have truly recognized his brother's identity.

The two men were fighting each other, and Lin Huang's imperial ring suddenly shook.

Liu Minghuang's figure immediately retreated, Lin Huang also stopped his steps and clicked on the communication page.

The correspondent showed Yi Night Language, and Lin Huang immediately connected the video.

“Good evening!” Lin Huang took a towel from the storage space, wiped a sweat on his face and greeted Yi Night Language.

“What are you doing, a head sweat?” The noise of the Evening Language was heard immediately.

“practicing knives.” Lin Huangyang raised the treasure knife in his hand.

“Well, you cultivator.” Night language is slightly familiar with Lin Huang's level of effort, and she knows that she is far less than Lin Huang at this point.

“I can't help it, I don't have enough talent, I try to get it together.” Lin Huang smiled.

“Are you talented enough?! If the famous demon knife is not talented enough, how many people can be talented across District 7?” Night Language gave Lin Huang a white eye.

“I just felt rhymed and just said it, not myself.” Lin Huang touched his nose.

“You have such a thick face, you just want to hear me compliment you.” Night Language scolded.

“If so, why are you suddenly trying to reach me today?” Lin Huang asked with a smile.

“Didn't you tell me to contact you?” Night Language is a natural expression.

“I asked you to contact me?” Lin Huang was stunned.

“I can't remember. Then I'm dead.” Night Language is an act of hanging up the phone.

“Your baby hatched?!” Lin Huanghuang suddenly remembered this, and asked for Phoenix's blood before.

“You're smart. Hatched it an hour ago.” Night Language finished, set the angle of the video, and then held up a red, furry little bird in both hands, looking almost like a newborn chick, but not quite the same color and bigger in size. “Say hello to Uncle Lin Huang, Red. ”

“Uh, I have to say, your talent in naming is more worthless than mine.” Lin Huang couldn't help but vomit when he saw the reluctance of the young bird's face.

“You don't know shit. It's just a nickname!” Night Language immediately rebutted.

“What's his name?” Lin Huang asked seriously.

“Big name… hmm…” Night Language can no longer be made up, instantly angry. “Mind your own business! Can't you think of a name? ”

“Fine, whatever you say.” Lin Huang nodded with a smile and replied with a whisper, "It's not my baby anyway. ”

“Lin Huang, if you don't want phoenix blood, just say so! This girl is going to hang up!” I'm satisfied with the first half of the evening speech, but the muttering behind it is unbearable.

“No, no, no. I was wrong. Can't I?” Lin Huang quickly admitted to the mistake. It was not easy before to do the psychological work of bleeding the baby into Evening Language. If it turns yellow, you'll have to spend more time and energy looking for bird blood for Thunder.

“Did I send you blood or something?” Night's Eve, that's just a little discouraged, asking.

“No, I need fresh, active blood. I'll come and get you in a few days. Send me the address.” Lin Huang shook his head hastily. He wanted to take another trip to Yi Night Language when the blood unlocked, so he wouldn't have to run twice.

“Okay, I'll send you my address later, if nothing else, I'll hang up.” Night Language was obviously choked by Lin Huanghuang, plus he had more new toys in his hand, and there was no fun to chat with.

“Well, I'll let you know before I leave.” Lin Huang nodded.

After hanging up the phone, Liu Ming looked at it obscenely, "Girlfriend? ”

“No, normal friends.” Lin Huang directly denied it.

“A great philosopher once said that there is no pure friendship between a man and a woman.” Liu Ming looked at Lin Huang obliquely, and the expression on his face became more obscene.

“My friendship with her is not pure, we still have a debt relationship, I owe her money.” Lin Huang looked seriously at Liu Ming.

“Uh...” Liu Ming couldn't take it anymore.

Speaking of debt relations, the tyrant accidentally damaged the hotel's compensation costs when he took the reserve hunter assessment last year. Then Night Language became Lin Huang's debtor for this reason. But in fact, it was a hunter's club hotel, and the cost of the damage was from the hunter's club, and the Evening Language didn't pay a dime.

Later, Lin Huang honestly offered to repay the money, but he was refused by Evening Language on the grounds that "I don't want your money, I want to be your debtor”. Afterwards, the relationship between the two became a strange debt relationship...