As an undercover agent secretly trained by the Guardian, Ye Meng knew what he was doing.

Both her parents died when she was young, and they died on the battlefield fighting against the Solipsism. At that time, she was only two years old.

She has participated in the Dark Hall training since she was two and a half years old.

There were a total of four hundred children of similar sizes participating in the secret training at this base with Ye Meng.

Later, some changed jobs and became assassins, some changed jobs and became assassins, and some were simply eliminated, or started working as internal staff, or were sent to the guard corps or entered some functional departments.

In the end, only fifteen were left.

The cruel elimination system can no longer be described as a wave of destruction.

There were fifteen people, both men and women, and three of them went out on missions and died.

And Ye Meng is the first among these fifteen people. He has the highest qualifications, the most proficient in the business, and the highest concealment.

Because her qualifications are particularly excellent, she has been receiving intensive training and various teachings; of course, it is also because this girl looks a bit too evil.

The eyes are too big.

And it also has a bit of natural baby fat.

As soon as you open your eyes, you start to show your cuteness.

Even though he is very shrewd in his heart, on the surface it still makes people feel stupid and cute.

Anyone who looks at her will see that this little girl is dazed and confused, and her brain must not be working very well.

Yet he is naturally lovable.

If your eyes are slightly drooped, you will be a goblin who brings disaster to the country and people; but if you open your eyes, you will instantly transform from a goblin into a cute little lolita.

Everyone who sees it wants to pinch it in the face.

Such materials, with superb martial arts qualifications, are not willing to be released.

Until this time, the top management thought it was time to give it a try.

When Fan Tiantiao made the report, he heard that he was just a little shrimp who had just joined the religion, and his strength was so low that his safety factor was very high.

So I chose such a relatively safe task and placed it next to Fang Che to practice it first.

After all, lines like Fang Che's are of average use value.

Because the rank is too low, he is only a warrior, and he is only seventeen...

See if there is some harvest, then it will be fine. If there is no harvest, then just close the net.

It's like playing three poles with or without dates, and let Ye Meng exercise for a while.

But Ye Meng is now a little confused.

The mission went so smoothly!

This Fang Che almost gave himself the most relaxed environment to work as an undercover agent, and his reasons were all impeccable!

The feeling I give myself is: This is indeed the case.

This is indeed how it should be!

So even though Ye Meng is not asleep now, it still feels like a dream.

confused.

"Successfully undercover Fang Side."

"Fang Che has cultivated to be a warrior of about fifth rank, and his aptitude is very good. His training speed is very fast. If he continues at this speed, he will be in the top ten in the guard martial arts academy admission competition in one month. The top three is expected."

"Fang Che wants to train me in martial arts so that he can help me in the future."

"..."

I simply wrote a few messages in secret words and sent them off.

…

Next, Fang Che started practicing. Not only was he diligent, but he also urged Ye Meng to be more strict.

Even, to the point of perversion.

As long as there is any non-standard, he will be beaten or scolded, and he will always say 'trash, really unworthy of training, what kind of quality is a waste of my food!'...

Ye Meng dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, but did not dare to reveal his true level. He swallowed his anger and practiced hard, and his head was covered with pimples after being scolded.

"I can't even hold a sword!"

"Practice, what do you want me to do?"

"It's been three days and you still haven't learned the technique, you're a waste!"

"You can't stand, you can't walk, and you can't even run! What do you do for food? Do you think you're just serving tea and water as a maid?"

"..."

As long as Fang Che takes a break, the nightmare of Yemeng will come!

That mouth was like a poisonous snake, spraying out all kinds of vicious and attacking words.

Cold and vicious.

"With your qualifications, if you don't improve, there will be no other use than having children!"

"The breasts are not high, the butt is not up, and the body is bare and there are no spare ribs. It would be embarrassing to be a concubine..."

"If you are so stupid again, I will sell you to a brothel!"

Ye Meng's heart was burning with fire, and she couldn't help but burst out and slapped this guy to death many times.

This mouth is so poisonous!

I was so angry that I wanted to explode, but I instinctively followed Fang Che's instructions. At the end of the day, my back and legs ached, and my brain felt bloated. Well, having a bloated brain was scolded.

At night, after serving Fang Che to sleep, Ye Meng began to pack up the harvest of the day.

Then, each action flashed through my mind.

Then finally, he stopped in the act of drawing the sword.

Suddenly I was a little surprised.

Carefully recall your original movements, then compare them with your current movements, and form a comparison of figures drawing swords in your mind.

He was shocked to find that drawing the sword in this way was more comfortable than his original action. Moreover, when the sword was unsheathed, it had lethality. If one practiced to a certain level, the sword energy from drawing the sword would be enough to directly kill the opponent!

But I can’t do my original habitual movements!

Although it is only one move, if you regain your true strength and use the sword, your combat power will be almost doubled because of this move, which is an unexpected effect!

And the lethality is increased even more.

"How can this be?"

Invisibly, Ye Meng suddenly felt a little confused.

Decided to check it out tomorrow.

Is this the most correct? Or is it something that no one has discovered before? What I practiced before was not actually the most correct?

Not to mention what Ye Meng thinks, Fang Che is lying on the bed now, smiling to himself in his heart.

Is it still exposed?

Hum, a weak woman who has never experienced martial arts training, just recovered from a serious injury, holding a green steel sword weighing more than four kilograms, can actually practice for an entire afternoon without any swelling on her arms.

This girl is lucky to have met me.

Otherwise, I would probably start to torture him by now.

morning.

Watching Ye Meng come in with water, Fang Che snorted and said, "Why, your arm hurts? I know you are a waste. You have been like this all afternoon after practicing swordsmanship? What a waste!"

Ye Meng broke out in cold sweat.

Suddenly I realized that I had exposed such a big flaw!

He said hurriedly: "It's... my first time practicing swordsmanship. It feels very strange... I didn't pay attention to my body..."

"You need to have mental skills to cooperate. I will teach you the mental skills to practice that one first today."

Fang Che snorted and said, "That's my master's unique skill."

"Your master?"

"certainly."

Fang Che said proudly: "My master is known as the King of Flying Swordsmen. If you don't understand now, you will understand in the future what the word king means!"

Flying Sword King!

Ye Meng suddenly felt shocked.
To be continued...