Su Chen took out the sword and watched Peng Qingqing practice the sword, his hands felt a little itchy.

Although his boxing and kicking skills are average, he is talented in sword skills. Coupled with his daily practice of swordsmanship and the mystery of the guardian swordsmanship, his combat power has improved rapidly.

"Ahem!" Su Chen drank lightly from the side, giving Peng Qingqing a message.

Peng Qingqing sheathed her sword and stood up. She turned around and looked back. She glanced at Su Chen and saw that he was holding a single sword in his hand and looked eager to try. It was obvious.

"Want to spar?"

Su Chen nodded and said, "That's exactly what I meant! Seeing your exquisite swordsmanship, my swordsmanship has also improved recently, so we'll have a good time to compare and verify each other."

"Okay, let's test your progress!" Peng Qingqing acted like a master, treating Su Chen as a junior.

Su Chen suddenly said: "Just a simple competition, I still feel that something is missing. I need a lucky break so that I can pay more attention to it and devote myself wholeheartedly."

Peng Qingqing asked in astonishment: "What kind of lottery?"

"How about making a bet? If I can last thirty rounds, you will kiss me three times."

Su Chen smiled and expressed his thoughts without any embarrassment.

After all, she was his fiancée, so he didn't need to be too observant of etiquette. He took the ancient restrictions lightly.

It's not easy to kiss her, let alone let her take the initiative to kiss her.

Therefore, this lottery was of interest to Su Chen.

Peng Qingqing glared at him, a little embarrassed, feeling that he was deliberately scorning her, and hummed: "What if you can't hold on?"

Su Chen smiled: "If you can't hold it in any longer, I'll kiss you three times!"

Peng Qingqing raised her eyebrows and scolded: "Bah, I am the one who suffers anyway! If you can't hold on, let me punch you three times!"

So rude.

Although I'm not worried about getting hurt by her, it would be embarrassing if I got hit in the eye and suffered a bruise and swollen face.

"Well, if I can't last thirty rounds, I will tell you a new martial arts story, "The Swordsman". It's so exciting, and there's also Dugu Nine Swords, The Undefeated East!"

Peng Qingqing was attracted by the name as soon as she heard it. She thought it should be a wonderful and free-spirited chivalrous story.

"Okay, it's settled." Peng Qingqing's obsession with martial arts stories is almost as much as drinking.

It’s best to drink and listen to martial arts stories, that’s what you’ll enjoy!

The two stood in the middle of the field, confronting each other.

"Let's get started!"

"Come on!" Peng Qingqing said something thought-provoking to Su Chen.

"I'm coming, hey!" Su Chen shouted, raised his knife and attacked.

He has made some progress these days. Even on the boat, he practices swordsmanship every morning and evening, no matter the weather.

It is precisely because of this hard work that he has made obvious progress and improved his physical fitness quickly, completely getting rid of the image of a weak scholar.

As quiet as a virgin, as active as a rabbit!

Su Chen didn't dare to be careless, because he knew very well that there was still a big gap between himself and Peng Qingqing.

If they were not familiar with each other and fought without mercy, Su Chen might not be able to withstand thirty rounds.

After all, Peng Qingqing has been practicing martial arts for almost ten years, and Su Chen has been practicing martial arts for less than half a year.

Therefore, he must seize the opportunity, carry the power of thunder, and continue to attack with a storm-like offensive!

"Dang Dang Dang!"

Su Chen unfolded his sword skills, matching the breathing and footwork of this set of sword skills, moving and flickering around Peng Qingqing, constantly looking for angles to attack.

But Peng Qingqing had a green blade in her hand, and the sword light shone like a sword curtain in front of her, blocking Su Chen's attack.

Su Chen fought fiercely for ten rounds, but his physical strength was reduced and his arms were a little numb. Because Peng Qingqing's counterattack was also sharp and his internal energy was strong. When the swords struck each other, his arms were sore.

"No, I want to last longer!"

It was only ten rounds, so Su Chen couldn't relax, he had to continue to attack with all his might.

However, Peng Qingqing was also looking for a counterattack, suppressing his blade with her sword edge.

Even if Su Chen wanted to suppress the opponent with the tyranny of a chopping knife, he would soon be deflected by the opponent's sword. Even the sword moves were clever, like an antelope hanging its horns, and the footwork was elegant, and he would often stab him with a sword.

Caught off guard.

By the fifteenth round, Su Chen felt that he was beginning to be restrained, and had changed from being proactive in attacking to being passive.

"There's still half of it!" Su Chen gritted his teeth and insisted, constantly thinking about the flexibility of the sword technique and the difference between the two.

The reason why there is a distinction between high and low is that Su Chen feels that he is inferior to the other in several aspects.

First, the length of practice time leads to different internal energy. Although the internal energy here is not as magical as in martial arts novels, it is also a kind of nourishing energy and retaining qi. Adhering to the breathing method to practice, tempering the internal organs and outer skin of the body, so that

There are differences in strength, agility, speed, etc.

The second is how much martial arts he has mastered. In the past ten years, Peng Qingqing has practiced a variety of swordsmanship and footwork. Although he has not traveled around the world and killed people, he has practiced many routines. Practice makes perfect. A sword that seems to be made with ease is actually not.

It is sophisticated and has a heritage.

Third, Su Chen was not as good as Peng Qingqing in terms of fighting experience and the intensity of fighting against the enemy. After all, before time travel, Su Chen had hardly fought in a society ruled by law, let alone used such swords and weapons.

There are gaps in all aspects, and Su Chen's strength is destined to be inferior to Peng Qingqing's, at least in the short term.

However, Su Chen was talented in swordsmanship and had better adaptability, so he could barely survive the twenty rounds.

There are only the last ten rounds left.

Su Chen's situation was a bit dangerous. He was at a disadvantage. Swords were stabbing him all around, and he was tired of dealing with it.

Fortunately, Peng Qingqing had deep feelings for Su Chen. It was still a bit difficult to defeat Su Chen without hurting him.

Moreover, Su Chen also took a fancy to this, so he didn't have to worry about his life safety. Even if his vital points were sometimes exposed in order to resist the sword attack, Peng Qingqing would not dare to stab him.

In this way, Su Chen finally survived thirty rounds before being kicked in the wrist by Peng Qingqing. The sword fell and she put it on Su Chen's neck.

Su Chen lost to Peng Qingqing, but won the bet.

"Haha, I won. Come on, I'm willing to admit defeat, three times!" Su Chen was very arrogant.

Peng Qingqing hesitated, a little annoyed, but Su Chen was her fiancé, so a few kisses didn't hurt.

Normally I couldn't be shy, but today I had a bet, so I didn't refuse. I stepped forward, blushed with embarrassment, and kissed him three times on the cheek.

Su Chen smiled slightly and thought to himself: I can't deal with you, little boy!

After Peng Qingqing fulfilled her promise, she said: "Let's compete again with fists and kicks. It's the same bet we just made. It's limited to thirty rounds!"

"Fists and kicks?" Su Chen was surprised.

Peng Qingqing nodded and said seriously: "Yes, now that we have finished the sword fight, let's move on to the fist fight. The bet remains unchanged."

"..." Su Chen finally figured it out. Peng Qingqing was probably interested in the martial arts story about Swordsman. If he didn't tell it, he would inevitably be beaten by her today.

Su Chen waved his hand and said: "No need to compete with each other, I will admit defeat directly. Let's go back to the room to tell stories!"
Chapter completed!