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Chapter 1950: The Epee Doesn’t Work

Qin Shuang was a little unfair, but also felt sorry for Han Sanqian, and said to the old man: "Senior, these two swords are so big, don't say you don't want to kill the ants. It's not easy to be able to hold the ants. If you still want Sanqian to be killed, isn't this a forceful way?"

The old man smiled leisurely: "The old man never forces others to do things. If he finds it difficult, he can give up at any time."

Han Sanqian shook his head at Qin Shuang: "Don't say much, I won't give up." After saying that, he endured the separation and the muscle disorder that was approaching mad, and Han Sanqian looked for the ants on the ground again.

"The so-called forcefulness is just a hard work for you. It's always like... Others seize your lifeline and want you to live, and it's much better to die. The so-called heavy swords are not peaks, and great tricks are not craftsmanship. If young people want to practice extreme kung fu, you should learn this principle first. I want to see three thousand ants before sunset."

While I was raising my eyes, above my head, although the sun was only rising, the number of three thousand ants was obviously an astronomical figure.

Qin Shuang saw it and was anxious. This was simply an impossible task. Han Sanqian had not even caught an ant since last night. These three thousand ants were simply impossible to catch.

However, Han Sanqian was still looking for ants on the ground seriously.

For him, the more difficult it is to do something, the more challenging it is, the more it will arouse his endless fighting spirit.

Soon, Han Sanqian found an ant again, then repeated the previous movement, slowly clamped the ant with two swords, and then carefully lifted it up.

Although this was something that tested patience and made Han Sanqian feel uncomfortable as if he was scratched by more than a dozen cats, he still endured this discomfort, clamped it with a very small force, then slowly lifted it up. Then, he gritted his teeth and walked carefully towards his bowl step by step.

It took Han Sanqian nearly half an hour to take just a dozen steps. Then, he carefully put it into the bowl as an ant.

When the ant entered the bowl, after a brief fright, it finally moved, which made Han Sanqian breathe a sigh of relief.

Finally, I caught a living one, and at the same time, it greatly encouraged my inner confidence. As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning. As long as I open my mouth, the rest will be simple.

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian let out a long sigh.

"It's just one, what's there to be happy about? You know, you still have 2,999 left. If you continue at your speed, let alone before sunset, you may not be able to make up enough even next year." The old man laughed appropriately.

Han Sanqian's confidence that had just ignited was immediately hit by him and he nodded. He had to rush back before dark, delaying the competition. He wanted to give the book of life and death to Ao Tian and let him save Nian'er.

Thinking of this, Han Sanqian increased his strength and continued to look for the ants.

An hour later, Han Sanqian had the first experience. Gradually, he seemed to have found real skill and was more comfortable to pick up ants. This made him very happy and even felt that there was hope for completing the task.

But when he grabbed the ant and went back, a new problem arose again.

There should have been dozens of ants in the bowl, but at this time, none of them remained.

Han Sanqian's mentality was a little furious. After finally struggling for so long, he felt that he had already started to get on the right track, but he didn't expect that he had nothing at this moment.

Even though Han Sanqian had a good temper and could not bear it, he could not suppress it at this time.

"Senior, what's this? We have obviously put a lot of them together, but... but now there is nothing in the bowl." Qin Shuang was so angry that she was so angry.

The old man smiled slightly: "Ants are alive, they want to run away. Can I control them? Isn't this caused by your stupidity and negligence? Why do you blame me?"

Hearing this, Qin Shuang beat her feet and stamped her chest with anger.

Han Sanqian gritted his teeth and said, "Sister Qin Shuang, please help me watch the ants in the bowl." After leaving a sentence, Han Sanqian turned around and looked for the ants on the ground again without caring about sweat.

Seeing Han Sanqian like this, Qin Shuang felt distressed and aggrieved. She was really not good at comforting people because she had never comforted people. However, she felt that it was completely meaningless for Han Sanqian to go back and do it again.

But at this time, Han Sanqian didn't care about these things at all, searching one by one, patiently, and then repeating the previous steps and slowly picking them up.

Seeing Han Sanqian insisting, Qin Shuang could only grit her teeth and take care of every ant in the bowl for Han Sanqian. She only had one belief. No matter what she could accomplish, she had to make every ant in the bowl obediently unable to go out of the bowl, because each one was caught by Han Sanqian after working hard.
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