Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three The Comers Are Bad
Zeng Ke saw Fu Jingtao walking away without saying anything yet, swallowing back his stomach, and he was angry and annoyed, and stomping his feet: "A stinky man, no kindness, far worse than Senior Brother Jiang! He hates it!"
Qin Ying said helplessly: "Ke'er, Senior Brother Fu didn't mess with you, why bother yourself?"
Zeng Ke was stunned for a moment, and a thought suddenly flashed in his mind. It was because he didn't come to provoke me, so he hated me! She was born with beauty and extraordinary beauty. Wherever she went, she was not sought after and cared for? She had obviously
He released his favor to Fu Jingtao, but he showed no sign of taking the initiative. He practiced martial arts every day! Do you want her to put aside the girl's reserve and show her feelings? How can she have the face to do this? When she passed the primary election assessment, she thought Fu
Jingtao would take the initiative to congratulate him, but he did not respond, which made her wait and feel disappointed. This morning, I accidentally ran into Fu Jingtao and Qin Ying practicing whip technique, and their behavior was intimate, and they couldn't help but feel bitter. They could not help but speak with sarcastic and harsh words.
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Zeng Ke said with a stern face: "I'm in a hurry for senior sister! Look around, who has the heart to care about others' life or death? The right way is to improve your own strength first!"
Qin Ying was not convenient to reveal the fact that she had learned the Cloud Split Method in private and sighed: "I know which one is more important, I know. It's just a misunderstanding between you two..."
Zeng Ke interrupted: "Senior sister, don't say it anymore, there is no misunderstanding between us!" Her pride did not allow her to admit her fault, and she would never be the one who should apologize.
Qin Ying and Zeng Ke have been together for several years, but how could they not know that she is extremely proud? She shook her head and stopped persuading her. There was a hint of relaxation in her heart, as if she had removed an invisible boulder. She was ashamed and blamed herself, but she was just like
No one can express such complex feelings, but only in my heart.
After breakfast, they took a little rest and the teachers appeared on time. After several days of getting along, the young men understood the teachers' thoughts and tempers. There was no need to deliberately give instructions, and they all stood up and practiced, lively and lively.
Unlike the young men who were eager to perform, Huang Yunpeng hid alone in a corner of the martial arts training ground, silently repeating a series of actions of drawing, swinging and closing the knife. After that night of bloody battle in the mountains and forests, he learned from his mistakes and decided to further improve.
In the realm of sword skills, he seeks breakthroughs in the subtleties. He begged to teach him to borrow a heavy black iron knife and practice basic sword skills.
The Black Iron Heavy Knife is a unique unpopular weapon in Baibingtang. It has no edge. The knife is three feet and seven inches long and weighs 36 kilograms and six taels, which is about three times the weight of an ordinary steel knife. Using this knife,
The warrior's hand strength, wrist strength, arm strength, waist strength and leg strength are extremely demanding. Especially when fighting with the enemy, the sword speed must be fast and cannot give the opponent an opportunity to take advantage of. Not everyone can control such a heavy knife.
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Huang Yunpeng stood shoulder-width with his feet, grabbed the scabbard with one hand, quickly drew his sword with the other hand, slashed the knife at the void, and then returned to the scabbard. These actions came and went, repeated
Once again, monotonous and boring. Because the blade is too heavy, it is difficult to control the strength of a simple slash against the wind. The tip of the blade occasionally hits the ground and makes a harsh sound. He takes turns to use the knife, and the white mist on his head evaporates.
, sweating and dozens of conspicuous knife marks appeared on the ground.
Huang Yunpeng concentrates on understanding the subtle changes in the movement trajectory of the blade when it breaks through the air, and constantly adjusts the strength, angle and posture of the knife, trying to achieve the unity of the human and the knife, and lifting the weight easily. It is not easy to drive the heavy knife freely, both
To perfectly combine internal and external forces, and to understand higher-level sword skills, it is extremely difficult. When he arrived in Lingyun City, he could no longer use the Great Compassion Shura sword technique. He must find another way and face the difficulties and seek breakthroughs. Otherwise, how can he do it?
Successfully promoted? After several days of hard work, he has gradually mastered the characteristics of the black iron heavy sword, and it has been much smoother to draw the sword.
Suddenly, a girl in white with her hair combed and two swords on her back jumped in front of her, pointed at him and said with a smile: "Silly, you're so slow to shoot a fly, you can't even kill a fly. Your sword technique
How could you get into Lingyun City so badly? Or is it that all the disciples outside the mountain are of your level?"
Huang Yunpeng pressed his knife without moving, looked at the uninvited guest coldly, and frowned and said, "Who are you? How dare you point fingers and make a fuss?"
The girl in white stood upside down and said proudly: "I am Jiang Limei, Jiang Haoyuan is my brother!"
Jiang Lie's daughter?! Huang Yunpeng was shocked in his heart and said neither humble nor arrogantly: "Junior Sister Jiang, the knife is used to kill people, not to slap flies. Have you ever killed people? You have seen a scene where a knife is cut, blood is sprayed, and the head is rolling.
Have you heard the wailing before death? Have you tasted the bloody and salty taste? Have you experienced the feeling of endless fear in the moment of life and death?"
Jiang Limei's greenhouse flowers have not gone through the wind and rain. The more she heard, her face turned paler and she suddenly screamed: "You bad guy, you are actually scaring me!"
At this moment, a figure flashed outside the gate, and Jiang Haoyuan walked in quickly with a group of strange boys and shouted, "Young sister, don't be rude! The person in front of you is Huang Yunpeng who has been defeated in a row and won the praise of the head.
Apologize to Senior Brother Huang!”
Jiang Limei was stunned and immediately looked at Huang Yunpeng with admiration. After all, it was extremely rare to kill powerful enemies with the body of a registered disciple. But the girl's unique pride made her unable to hide her face and muttered quickly: "My little sister speaks without saying anything,
Please don’t blame me for offending me.”
How could Huang Yunpeng be serious with her? He waved his hand: "A mere small matter, the wind blows it."
The young men behind Jiang Haoyuan rushed up and looked at Huang Yunpeng unscrupulously, as if they were looking at some tree monster, half curious and half picky. They were dressed brightly and beautifully, and everyone was majestic. Most of them carried weapons with them, and were not surprised when they walked.
, clearly have good skills, and even began to comment in front of Huang Yunpeng: "Hehe, Senior Brother Huang is a little rustic and not fierce enough." "What did he do with a broken knife?" "You guess
Guess, how many sword techniques he can do?”
Jiang Haoyuan was so amused that he coughed lightly that he would not sip more, and said aloud: "Stop your hands for now, listen to me!"
After hearing this, the disciples stopped practicing martial arts one after another and gathered together.
Jiang Haoyuan said: "A few days ago, when an enemy attack was encountered, Junior Sister Yang sacrificed herself to rescue her fellow disciples and killed the enemy. She should be an example! According to the instructions of the head, the weapon refining pavilion specially created a sword for her to commend her.
Please take the sword with Junior Sister Yang!" He raised his hand and raised his hand, a slender and straight sword with purple shark skin as the sheath, with exquisitely shaped, appeared in front of everyone.
The disciples were jealous and eager to see them, and they all applauded and applauded, and were honored.
Yang Yufei took the sword out of the list and claimed thanks. Looking closely, the five small characters "Xuanyuan Yang Yufei" were engraved on the scabbard and the hilt of the sword. The sword body was narrow and long and suitable for women to use. The materials were exquisite and the handmade is first-class, which is more than what you have used before.
The thin willow sword is stronger than a few pieces. Crack! Push the card spring and the sword body bounces more than half a foot high, but when you see the sword shimmering like autumn water, the sword energy is as strong as an ice needle, and it is extremely sharp, so you are so happy that you smile.
The disciples congratulated her on winning the sword and being promoted to the inner sect.
Jiang Haoyuan looked around the disciples and shouted: "Do you envy Junior Sister Yang?"
"envious!"
"Do you want magical weapons?"
"think!"
Jiang Haoyuan said: "The ancients said that it would be better to retreat and build a net than to admire fish in the abyss. As long as you can make great contributions to Xuanyuan Gate in the future, it is not only a magic weapon, but also a magical medicine and a reward of peerless martial arts! I hope you can reflect on yourself,
Work hard and don’t waste your time!”
The disciples said in unison: "Affect Senior Brother Jiang's teachings!"
Jiang Haoyuan smiled slightly, and suddenly heard someone beside him say, "It is said that Senior Brother Huang Yunpeng has extraordinary sword skills and has killed powerful enemies in formation. His achievements are especially above Junior Sister Yang. Why not let him show his hands to us, what kind of virtue is there?
Let the head praise it in public?" The person who spoke was a gray-clothed boy with a knife with a cross-back. He wrapped his arms around his chest and looked at Huang Yunpeng with cold eyes, showing a provocative look.
Chapter completed!