Summoner of Nightmares

30. Chapter 30 Opening 3

Chapter 30 Opening 3

Huaisha City's other end.

In the night, the scarce lights are in the darkest cities, like yellow worms, some bright, some dark.

Less than 5,100 meters from the port, close to a building on the road, the fifth floor training room.

Chen Huan, with a black stick, stood in front of the window and looked forward to a little light on the way out.

She was tied to the tail, dressed in a white protective dress, pointing out the good curtains of her body's tight bandage.

“Start practicing swords again?”

The back room's house is open, and Xu Yi walks in with a hot tea.

Unlike Chen Huan, she's wearing black sleeping clothes, she's wearing long hair, and it looks like she's getting up.

“Well, we're about to compete for promotions right away. Good practice."Chen Huan went back, "How did you get up so early?"

“I should have come to open the door, and then I came to see the studio lights open, and I knew you'd be here earlier. Then come up and see. ”

Xu Yi Paused, walking next to Chen Huan, pulled a wooden chair down.

“Still worried about that Lin Sheng?"She put down her voice.

“It must be feared that Huaisha City has only two names, a total of 10 teams, and that I am not in a good position to ensure that the second is preserved.”Chen Huan solemnly replied.

“So you're crazy?”Xu Yi requestioned. "You think it's useful to practice yourself? ”

“…"Chen Huan didn't speak.

Xu Yi is no longer talking.

She knows why Chen Huan is so spelled.

Because National Amateurs Fencing League Tournament was organized mainly by some rich and rich organizations interested in Naxi Sword Technique.

Fortunately, rich people are attracted to the teams by a rich reward.

Huaisha City, on the other hand, will receive $50,000 in promotional incentives as long as the promotion of Provincial Level is promoted. This is an amount for Chen Huan.

Every other time, National Amateurs Fencing League Tournament is her good word, and it is time for the bright light to obtain additional income.

It would have been good. But now that suddenly came out of a Lin Sheng.

Chen Huan is obviously not sure that he's better than that guy, so it's too much pressure. So early to get up and practice.

“You're so careful with your body.”

“It's okay…I know my own body. ”Chen Huan microwave.

Xu Yi sighed and said no more, turn around and walk away from the tea.

kächāā, the door is tied up behind.

She's got plenty of time, and she'll soon hear the slope sticks coming out of the studio.

Again sighed, Xu Yi stepped up, down to the fourth floor. Go back to the building management room.

Her official duties are the manager of the gymnasium, usually mainly in the management of the arts and sports centres. It coordinates and rents the operations of the practice rooms abroad.

Back to the management room, Xu Yi closed the door, quickly picked up the cable phone on the desk, and skilled dialed a series of numbers.

"Oh…"

‘Till…Hello?After a slight electric flu, the flashlight came over to a cool man.

“Me.”Xu Yi responded, “She's been practicing again today for three consecutive days."

‘…’No sound on the other side.

“The last time her wounds were not over…I'm a little worried. ”Xu Yi stopped stopping.

‘I know.’The man's answer on the phone. "You keep watching her for me. "

“Yes.”Xu Yi threw his breath and heard the opposite side hang up before putting down the glove.

..

..

“I'm not sick! It's not sick! Really! Trust me! ”

Steel Scale Clubhouse.

Russel was stuck in his neck by Madlain's hands.

“You're not sick! Get cured! ”Madlain faces red loud. Even though he was black, the red wasn't obvious.

Lin Sheng entered the door in the morning and saw a few conference attendants laughing at the show.

Russel and Madlain are hanging around together, and I don't know what's going on.

Xia Yin, with a little mirror on his side, seems not interested in this side.

“You guys…What are you doing? ”Lin Sheng was silent, looking at Russel in the lower half of Madlain, then blocked, and two were struggling.

“He's crazy, teacher!”Madlain screams. “He just suddenly poked over and kissed me. I'm glad I left in time! "

“I didn't kiss you so much! It's Xia Yin! ”Russel screamed. The neck was stuck tighter.

“But you've kissed him!”Madlain growls.

Xia Yin, on the side, picked up the mirror, and laughed at two people.

“Russel, this idiot, sneaking me upstairs, trying to attack suddenly, was recruited by Madlain. Do you really think I don't know what he thinks? ”

She smiled, took care of two packs on her head, jumped off the front table.

Lin Sheng didn't know if they were going to cry or laugh, but they had to be jealous of their feelings.

He walked to the side, and he sat down and waited for the two to finish.

Russel, while claiming to have received special training, is less powerful than Madlain, who quickly split up his victory, and this wrestling finally ended with his screaming.

Lin Sheng is done, and he's shot.

“Well, it's time to start, this course.”

“Go away!”

“Go ahead, Old Lin."

Madlain and Russel followed Lin Sheng into practice.

Xia Yin went alone to change her clothes.

Steel Scale Clubhouse is too formal to run Club, with two layers, the rest of the elbow, the knee, the arm, all the protective equipment.

The sword is also a lot of real stuff. It's just a little lighter than the Black Sword used in Lin Sheng's dream, though not a blade, it's quite true.

Three people changed their protective clothes and gathered together in the middle of practice.

“Old Lin, there's a game. Do you want to go?"Xia Yin has always been more reliable, the first to ask.

“What game?”Lin Sheng doubted, “You know, I used to be alone, and I didn't have much contact with the outside world."

He explained to the three that he was the best man of self-learning, and the so-called sword tactics came out of battle.

That is true of his style, so the three were not convinced. The only doubt is that he has no idea where this sword came from.

After all, there are too few people who practice Naxi Sword Technique.

“National Amateurs Fencing League Tournament. Amateur Tournament. ”Russel, answer it quickly. "In accordance with past practice, it is generally on Chen Huan, who is the strongest in our neighbourhood. "

“That was before, it's different now.”Madlain Continues. “Teacher Old Lin, if you want to join us, we can help you with your advance nomination, the name fee is reimbursed. "

“What's the point of joining this?”Lin Sheng has never had any contact with any of these competitions, and there is no way to hear from elsewhere that at this point of time he is confused.

“The most useful thing is to communicate sword with other opponents, and then the prize, and the fame.”Madlain explained.

“But in fact, fame can be ignored.”He goes on. “Because the amateur game, actually, is a game where some interested people play, all over the world like playing swords, all together. "

“How much is the bonus?”Lin Sheng is more concerned about this, and he is not in good condition at home and is not disguised in this regard.

Madlain thought about it. “Forget how much it is, but it seems like every 1st Level promotion has some money. "

He also recalled that, on the other hand, Xia Yin had sent a single list to Lin Sheng.

Lin Sheng came to see that it was the National Amateurs Fencing League Tournament information list.

He plundered other information, and the sight quickly fell on the prize column.

‘County Level's out of line —— two, five grand each.'

"Provincial Level is out of line —— one name, $100,000 prize."

‘National Level's first five hundred thousand, second two hundred thousand, third 150,000’

(This chapter is over)