Yu Shiqi pushed open the door and carefully came to the corridor outside. He looked around and found no signs. Then he slowly walked along the wall towards the sound of the indoor dojo.

He was really a little bored in the room and wanted to go out for a walk. There were many things in his mind that he couldn't understand. Once he tried to recall the dream, he would feel inexplicably sad, and he became more and more afraid of staying alone in the room.

A pair of young girls were practicing in the indoor dojo with wooden swords. Their sweaty faces were full of stubbornness. Although they were so tired that they were out of breath, no one took the initiative to stop.

Yu Shiqi stood at the door of the back door of the dojo, holding the door frame and watching them waving the wooden swords back and forth. The old days of his practice of swords in Tongfengmen and Xiaoci couldn't help but rise in his mind.

The scene at that time was similar to what he saw. Xiaoci was also a competitive girl who refused to give in easily, so that he sometimes had to make a little intentional. However, as the two of them grew up, it became more and more difficult for him to keep calm. Occasionally, Yu Youci discovered that deliberately letting go would make her unhappy, which made him often sigh that he really had a troublesome sister.

No matter how troubles are, Xiaoci is still very cute. Yu Shiqi is immersed in the warm memories of his past and can't help laughing.

Qing Wan and Xia Sheng, who were fighting, heard the chuckle and realized that someone was watching from the side. They both stopped and stood aside.

"Oh, are you awake?" Xia Sheng hugged Mu Jian in his arms, looking like a hippie smile.

Yu Shiqi was stunned for a moment, and then he heard him say to himself: "I have been itchy when I see you and your master practicing these days. It seems that there is something about your sword skills in the same Fengmen. Why don't we compete?"

Qing Wan slanted Xia Sheng and said coldly: "Young Master Yu's progress these days is obvious to everyone. Even if the master cannot easily defeat him, you should not humiliate yourself."

"Senior sister is such a bad word. If you meet a strong brother, you will be strong. The more powerful Mr. Yu is, the more interested I am. This is my way of seeking swords."

"Hmph, what you said is the same as it is."

Seeing that Qingwan didn't buy it, Xia Sheng scratched his cheek awkwardly, and smiled at Yu Shiqi in a pleasing way: "Just just play around with it, Mr. Yu, Xia Sheng, a disciple of the Tianli Taichangli of the Liu Sword Sect, will ask you for advice."

He said as he threw the wooden sword in his hand to Yu Shiqi, and then he reached out to Qingwan to ask for her sword: "Senior sister, borrow the sword."

Qing Wan rolled her eyes, handed the wooden sword to him and said angrily: "I will not care about you if I get beaten in a while."

Yu Shiqi took the wooden sword inexplicably, and was still puzzled in his heart what they said - he had been practicing swordsmanship with Liu Yike these days? How could this be possible?

"Young Master Yu, are you ready? You're going to go!" Xia Sheng looked at him with a little out of his state, and he didn't want to take advantage of this, so he shouted a loud reminder before setting off the sword.

Yu Shiqi looked at him and the young man opposite him made a universal starting move of the Heavenly Sword Technique, and several sword moves he might use next flashed through his mind in an instant.

The style is broken, the style is nine-storm rhinoceros, the style is twelve sky stars... Strange, why can I judge the changes in the Tianjian Technique so clearly? Yu Shiqi didn't have time to think about it carefully, and the sword opposite Xia Sheng had already stabbed over, using the Tianjian Technique is nine-storm rhinoceros.

Without thinking, Yu Shiqi swung the wooden sword based on his physical instinct. The breaking move was completed in an instant, and the sword that Xia Sheng had used with all his strength was perfectly resolved in just one stab.

"It's Master's mirror style!" Qing Wan exclaimed in dismay.

She saw clearly from the side that the sword moves Yu Shiqi used to crack Xia Shengtian's sword technique Jiu Chongji was clearly Liu Yike's specialty "Mirror Style". By quickly and accurately hitting the flaws on the opponent's sword, the opponent's weapon was unbalanced and the sword move was broken.

Xia Sheng, who showed signs of defeat in one move, still did not give up. Although he was shocked that Yu Shiqi could use his master's unique skills to resolve his moves, he still tried to regain the situation with subsequent changes.

Yu Shiqi saw that the wooden sword in Xia Sheng's hand turned into a prick, and thought that this change was a bit forced. It would be fine if Xia Sheng's movement could be faster, but at this time his actions seemed to be full of flaws in Yu Shiqi's opinion.

The next moment, Qingwan heard Xia Sheng let out a muffled groan, and she couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her mouth. Suddenly and worried appeared in Qiu Shui's bright eyes.

Yu Shiqi handed the wooden sword to his left hand in a flash, lowered his head and flashed over Xia Sheng's sword, and then pushed his right elbow into his arms. Two powerful elbows hit Xia Sheng several steps in a row, and at the same time, the sword in his hand had been taken away by Yu Shiqi.

Before Qing Wan and Xia Sheng could come back from the shock, Yu Shiqi looked down at his hands in disbelief and murmured: "This is not a martial art from the Fengmen at all, why..."

He realized that the moves he used when he fought with Xia Sheng were almost completely unthinked, but naturally responded as soon as he saw the other party's moves. He did not judge through thinking and was purely primitive muscle memory.

"Cough cough... Mr. Yu... Congratulations." Xia Sheng, who was hit by Yu Shiqi's elbow, felt stuffy in his chest so that his face was a little ugly. He coughed and said congratulations to Yu Shiqi, "You seem to have learned the essence of your master. It's obvious that you have only been so short a few days... It's really enviable and jealous."

I learned the essence of Liu Yike? Yu Shiqi was confused and lost his mind. Just like before, he couldn't understand what this young man said. When he recalled what Liu Yike said, he gradually believed in the fact that he had lost his memory.

"Master!" Qing Wan suddenly shouted, and hurriedly turned around to salute Liu Yike who appeared at the main entrance of the temple.

"Senior brothers are here too?" Xia Sheng saw Qing Yu'an and Shang Juncheng following Liu Yike, and his expression suddenly turned dark, and he muttered: "I'm not seeing all the foolish things just now... It's bad."

Yu Shiqi handed back the wooden sword to Xia Sheng, looked at Liu Yike who led his disciples to the temple, bowed his head and saluted to her, "Senior Liu."

"I saw the competition just now." Liu Yike nodded at him, "How is it? Do you think of anything?"

Yu Shiqi remained silent, his eyes revealing depression.

"The two moves just now were very good, but I probably haven't shown the mirror style in front of you." Liu Yike smiled faintly, "You must have seen this move in someone else's past. This is the best evidence to prove that what I want to say to you next is true."
Chapter completed!