"Speaking of this, the guy who died today should be the 'special target' in the system mission, right?"

"What's going on in a dead state?... Does one-half girl mean one-half in the physical sense?"

I always feel...it's even more unpleasant.

If you give a "special goal mission", wouldn't it be like "the person he should have saved"?

In this case, can’t I give more tips before a person dies? Who knows who the "half-year girl" is, and who knows she will fall off the overpass and die!

"Are you cheating on someone? Are you cheating on me? Doing a task like this to make me mentally?"

Jiang Qijun knew that this matter had nothing to do with him, but when he saw the three words "stopped" in the "Special Target Task" on the system panel, he felt a mess.

He originally wanted to go out for a night to relax, but today he was bitten hard by Li Yi on the inner side of his thigh. Now he is in a bad mood to walk, and he is not in the mood to go out for a night to run.

Jiang Qijun felt that a different way to calm down his heart.

He took off his coat, lay on the bed, and whispered: "Start the 'Dream Training Class'."

The system prompt sounds will sound at the right time:

[Dream training courses have been started for you, please select the courses you want to train.]

“Killing training, practical training.”

[The course has been selected, please select the time flow rate of dreams and reality.]

“10:1”

[The time flow rate has been determined, the actual time is expected to be eight hours and the dream time is eighty hours. Eight thousand points of system points are required. Will it be paid?]

"yes."

When Jiang Qijun determined all the options, the things in front of him became blurred and his consciousness gradually began to become hazy.

Gradually, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

...

In the dream, there is a vast white mist around it.

Jiang Qijun stood in the center of this space, next to it was a knife stand, with samurai swords of varying lengths on it, each of which was extremely sharp and emitted a cold light.

"I decided it was you today, the ceremony is too bright!"

He familiarly took off a Tai sword from the knife holder. The blade was 66 cm long and the knife was engraved on "Three Pools Guangshi".

Just the moment Jiang Qijun took off the knife, in the white mist opposite him, the pure white mist swayed, and a black shadow slowly walked out of the white mist.

After a moment, the figure walked out of the white mist and came to him.

He was a handsome young man with a tall bun, long hair hanging down from his forehead, wearing a wide ancient warrior uniform, and a somewhat outrageous Japanese sword across his waist.

He walked to Jiang Qijun in his clogs, pressed the knife with his right hand, and bowed and bowed: "Below, Yan Liu Sasaki Kojiro, see Gan!"

Jiang Qijun took back the Tai Knife, turned the blade toward him, and bowed to his salute: "Takakura shows Liu, Jiang Qijun, see Gan!"

His aura suddenly changed, like a lion, full of oppression.

The moment the two of them got up, they almost drew their swords at the same time and fought towards each other with all their might.

It's bloody and storm, it's time to start!

...

The dream time lasted for eighty hours, and Jiang Qijun was fighting with various ancient swordsmen and witnessing countless schools.

He had his stomach or throat cut by a samurai knife more than once, but he had even cut his opponent under the knife.

After seven years of training, he never stopped during the day and at night, and spent hundreds of thousands of hours in his dream. With the feeding moves and extreme fighting of countless swordsmen, he had already touched the threshold of a true swordsman.

But gradually, he also felt the limitations of "Takakura's flow".

Takakura Show Flow is a branch of Satsuma Show Flow, originating from Shinto Flow, which is a battlefield swordsmanship, and pursues an extreme attack called "Ichinota Knife". It does not pursue any exquisite sword moves, which leads to Show Flow in the eyes of some people even consider it to be a simple sword technique that is not as good as the level. However, Show Flow pursues a "momentum", pursuing the ultimate speed and ultimate power to achieve a crushing momentum in the moment of attack.

However, the limitation of the manifestation flow is that one moves, then it will decline again, and then it will be exhausted three times.

In fighting with the real Gu Liu Swordsman, if he explodes immediately and fails to defeat his opponent and the battle is in a fierce battle, he is likely to lose due to the lack of defense.

Jiang Qijun is already thinking about learning other ancient sword sects, learning from their strengths and weaknesses to strengthen their own sword skills.

However, learning kendo from other schools requires a lot of system points, which is a big problem.

With such distress in mind, Jiang Qijun ended today's "dream training class".

When he opened his eyes, his blurry vision began to become clear, and the sky outside the window was still dim.

"Didi, Didi..."

The alarm clock rang as soon as possible, and the time stopped at 5:30.

Jiang Qijun turned off the alarm clock, got up from the bed, and stretched.

"Huh? Strange, why doesn't the place where my thigh was bitten yesterday?"

He got out of bed and thought he would walk when he woke up this morning, but he didn't feel any pain at all, which surprised him very much.

Jiang Qijun took off his pants and glanced at the inner side of his right thigh, which was thirty centimeters below his waist. At this moment, it was not even a tooth mark that was bruised from blood marks.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes, and reached out and touched his thighs in disbelief, but there was no trace of it.

"When did I have such a strong ability to heal myself? Or did the ointment I applied yesterday have magical effects?"

Jiang Qijun was a little confused and felt very strange.

But after thinking about it, he didn't think of it, so he had to change his clothes and pants first, and not think about the things he couldn't understand for the time being.

According to his original habit, he prepared to get up and run in the morning.

...

After Jiang Qijunchen returned from running, the rest of the Takakura family had already gotten up.

He took a shower, went back to the room and changed his school uniform. As soon as he went down the stairs, he saw pear clothes sitting in the living room eating breakfast, while Xiaowei was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron.

Jiang Qijun always felt that this scene was inexplicably déjà.

He walked into the living room, looked around, and asked in confusion: "Where is Dad? Haven't you got up yet?"

Li Yi, who was sitting at the dining table for breakfast, looked at him and replied calmly: "Dad was tired all day yesterday, so let him sleep a little late in the morning. I didn't call him."

Yesterday... was my dad very tired?

Jiang Qijun thought about it, maybe it was because he went to the Kendo Ministry yesterday and did not return to the gym. It was really hard for my father to take so many students by himself.

He was about to sit at his own seat at the dining table when Xiao Wei ran out of the kitchen, held a glass of "milk", and handed it to him with a smile: "Brother Jun, give it."

Jiang Qijun stared at the cup of milk handed over for a long time, and his body seemed to be stiff and he didn't move for a long time.

Feelings of déjà vu...

He looked around blankly. There were more pickles in the jar of pickles that were eaten yesterday. The two bamboo knives placed in the corner of the living room last night disappeared. In front of him was the familiar "milk", and a bento box that was exactly the same as yesterday in the kitchen...

"Xiao Wei..."
Chapter completed!