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Chapter 7 Calm

After understanding this, Chen Heng pondered for a long time and had a very clear understanding of the rules of the simulator.

Before this, he subconsciously thought that as long as he invested in the ticket, he could wait until he started the simulation.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

As soon as he thought about this, he couldn't help but feel speechless, and his understanding of the simulator became clearer at this moment.

Then, he couldn't help but lower his head and looked in front of him.

Exchange points: 23.

After experiencing the previous big turntable and the simulation just now, his points were only twenty-three.

At twenty-three o'clock, such a little bit of money is basically only enough for a single simulation ticket.

If the simulation fails this time, Chen Changming can't even get the points of the simulation one.

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, and then temporarily chose to give up.

After the first simulation ended, he had many things that had not been adapted to, and it took some time to temper the results in the simulated world.

Before this, he is not in a hurry to perform the next projection.

Instead of starting projection now, it is better to wait for a little longer, wait for the points to be more abundant in the future, and it will not be too late to perform the next simulation.

At this moment, this thought flashed through his mind and thought so.

"But I have to pay more attention to this recently..."

Sitting upright on the head of the bed, he looked at the calluses on his hands, and this thought flashed through his heart.

Although the exchange of the large turntable brought him huge changes, in fact, there were not many changes in appearance.

But if someone familiar with him may see some clues and some clues.

Although this is not a big problem, Chen Heng subconsciously felt that he should cover it up a little.

As soon as he thought of this, he walked out of the room.

In the hall, Chen Jing was gone, and I don’t know where he went to fool around.

Only Wang Li was busy around.

After saying hello to Wang Li, Chen Heng walked out and walked out of the community.

When he arrived outside the community, he casually found a pharmacy, bought some ointments, and went back.

"Put it a few more times and it should be eliminated."

In the room, looking at his calloused palms, this thought flashed through Chen Heng's mind.

That night, after dinner, Chen Heng went out alone.

This time when he went out, he did not go to the busy streets as usual, but walked alone to a park.

This is a place in Chen Heng's memory. Because of years of disrepair, no one will come.

Around the world, only some elderly people come here and dance square dance enthusiastically.

Walking into this place, Chen Heng walked to a corner familiarly.

There is a quiet surrounding area, and it seems extremely quiet.

This place is where he often comes, whether before or after he is reborn.

Therefore, he seemed extremely familiar with this area and could easily find a quiet place without anyone else.

When he walked into this place, he did not hesitate too much, took out the package behind him and took out the wooden sword.

The wooden sword belongs to Chen Jing.

Martial arts are prevalent in this world, and there are many kinds of martial arts institutions, among which many teach swordsmanship.

Chen Jing enrolled in such a training class when she was a child.

I have learned decent skills and have not been unclear. Anyway, I have produced a lot of wooden swords like this.

The waste happened to be used.

He raised his hand gently and raised the wooden sword in his hand. Chen Heng's face focused, he looked forward silently, and then waved it hard.

Crazy...

A gust of sword wind blew across the front, rippling at this moment.

At this moment, Chen Heng held the long sword in his hand, and waved it with one sword at a time, re-familiar with his body at this moment.

Previously, in the simulated world, he fought for more than ten years and had already mastered a master of swordsmanship in the fight.

After returning to the real world, although these things have not disappeared, they will always allow the body to adapt again before they can fully recover.

At this moment, Chen Heng’s purpose of training is like this.

In order to prevent the movement from being very loud, his movements were very slow, and every move he waved could be seen very clearly, and it looked like he was practicing, nothing special.

On the side of the road, occasionally someone passed by. Looking at Chen Heng's actions, he didn't feel anything, he just felt a little surprised.

Step...step...step...step...

Slight footsteps sounded, coming from afar.

"Teacher, what's wrong?"

The woman looked at the old man in front of her and looked at him suddenly standing there, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

"What a refined sword technique..."

In front of the woman, the old man spoke gently and looked ahead, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised in his sight.

In front, under the dim light, the scene slowly emerged.

A young man who was young and seemed to be standing there, waving the wooden sword in his hand, constantly practicing here.

Fang Yi couldn't help but look up and looked carefully.

Then, she discovered the difference.

Compared with other peers, the boy's sword was very steadily held. Although his movements were slow, his familiarity with swordsmanship was obviously very terrifying. The whole movement was extremely smooth and there was no awkward feeling at all.

However, if it is just that, it seems nothing strange.

It's just that the basic skills are relatively solid.

So, Fang Yi couldn't help but wonder and looked at the old man.

As if feeling Fang Yi's sight, the old man shook his head and said, "This is a sword technique for killing people..."

"Unlike the flowery poses taught outside, every move used by this child is to kill people..."

He spoke gently, and his face couldn't help but be surprised at this time.

The sword skills that Chen Heng practiced were all summarized slowly by him during the long battle.

Such swordsmanship may not look good, not as good as those fancy swordsmanship, but they are particularly practical, and the purpose of each sword is to kill people.

Of course, ordinary people cannot see the difference.

But it is obvious that this old man is not an ordinary person.

"Murder technique?"

Fang Yi was stunned and her face changed slightly: "This..."

"I just don't know who taught me..."

Wang Qi spoke gently, with an interesting smile on his face: "It's a bit interesting..."

"Let's go."

He looked at it secretly for a while in the corner, and continued to take steps and said, "We have something to do next..."

"It seems that the evil spirit is not hiding here. Let's go to the next place to take a look."

He said softly, his face gradually becoming dull.

"yes."

Fang Yi's face suddenly became respectful: "There are two possible places..."

“Lead the way…”

.............

Chen Heng was not sure about what happened around him just now.

Standing in the corner, he practiced for a while, then stopped and took a break for a while.
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