Sword training is different from jousting.

The contest is about winning and losing, if it is the same strength, this contest is naturally quite exciting, and a lot of things can be seen.

But if the strength is too far apart, you can't see anything.

When Bai Susu watched the battle between Yan Ning and Dugu Ruthless last night, he had this feeling that Yan Ning's strength was too high, and his opponent Dugu Ruthless was too weak......

The two fought.

Before we started, we had results.

Bai Susu could only see that Yan Ning was very strong at that time, but he didn't see what specific moves he used.

But now, Yan Ning wants to practice swords?

That's different!

Isn't sword training just moves?

"Yes!" Bai Susu immediately took Yan Ning's armor-piercing sword.

And hearing that Yan Ning was going to practice swords, even Xiao Qing, who had been obediently shrunk in Yan Ning's clothes, couldn't help it, and a cyan snake head poked out from Yan Ning's collar.

"Sir, your sword. ”

"Hmm. Yan Ning took the sword handed over by Bai Susu, and then, as soon as he threw away the coat he was draped on, his eyes instantly focused on a small sapling not far away.

"Sir's gaze has become sharp!" Bai Susu noticed Yan Ning's gaze, and involuntarily had a sigh in his heart.

It is rumored that when a master shoots a sword, he will gather momentum.

A sword out!

Like thunder and lightning!

And now Yanning, this is the case in terms of momentum.

"Boom!"

The sword in Yan Ning's hand was unsheathed.

The armor-piercing sword is one of the best swords in the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, as soon as the sword blade comes out, there is a sword light flashing immediately, even in the sun, it is still cold.

Bai Susu felt the cold air and immediately watched with bated breath.

"In October, the mountains are snowy, and there are no flowers but cold. ”

Yan Ning groaned softly, pointed forward with his sword, and at the same time, his footsteps took a step forward, and his body seemed to turn into a soaring dragon and rushed forward.

"Is the gentleman reciting poetry?" Bai Susu was more focused.

Therefore, she did not notice at all that above the eaves above her head, there was a black figure wearing a hat and seven brocade cloth bags hanging from her waist.

Dugu stood ruthlessly on the eaves.

Looking at the courtyard, Yan Ning was chanting poems and practicing swords, but his expression was a little shocked: "October Tianshan snow? Tianshan Mountain...... Does it mean a lonely mountain......? How do you know?"

"I smell the fallen leaves in the flute, and I haven't seen the autumn colors. ”

Yan Ning spoke again, the armor-piercing sword in his hand had already turned to the side, his body twisted, and his footsteps kicked lightly on the ground, splashing a faint dust.

"Huh!"

A few fallen leaves on the ground were blown up by the wind.

Yan Ning didn't mean to stop at all, he had a feeling that the sword moved with his heart, and the people followed the sword, as if he was the only one in this world.

"Xiao Zhan followed the golden drum and slept with the jade saddle. ”

The sword intent rises again.

Yan Ning leaped up, jumped half a meter high on the ground, and then landed, and the sword in his hand slashed down towards the sword in front of him.

"I am willing to put the sword down my waist and cut Loulan directly. ”

"Huh!"

The sword wind is like a rainbow.

Although this sword did not hit the ground, a shallow sword mark appeared on the ground.

"It seems to have some effect?" Yan Ning's eyes lit up, although it didn't seem to be of much use, but no matter how powerful a genius was, it was impossible to become an immortal all at once, this should have just been practiced, so it was not yet a big success.

As......

Practice again!

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has not been tried. ”

Yan Ning chanted the second song again.

"Who has a grievance today?"

The sword is like a dragon, others move with the sword, one step forward, the body strives to lean forward, one step back, the body is like a willow with the wind, bending continuously.

Yan Ning strode forward.

There was a heroic spirit in Shu Fa's heart.

"Die before you get out of the school, and the hero will be full of tears!"

"Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rest. ”

"Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, and be fierce. ”

"Thirty merits, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. ”

"Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad. ”

The poems in Yan Ning's mouth became faster and faster, and at the same time, the sword in his hand danced faster and faster, and the fallen leaves on the ground were swept up again.

At this point, Yan Ning felt that his swordsmanship should have been completed.

"Today's sword is in hand, cut all the broken dogs in the world!" Yan Ning leaped up and took out the sword again, this sword was directly slashed on the small tree with thick fingers.

"Click!"

The saplings were cut off in unison.

The leaves of the tree fell all over the ground.

Yan Ning's forehead was a little sweaty, and when he wiped it, he had a feeling of pleasure, the only fly in the ointment was that it was difficult for him to practice it a third time.

"Why can't I understand the sword that Mr. practiced at all?" Bai Susu looked at Yan Ning, who had already put away his sword and stood up, and a trace of doubt involuntarily rose in his heart.

However, soon, this doubt was dispelled by her.

Mr. is a master of the world, so the swordsmanship he practices must be a 'peerless swordsmanship', and it may even be some kind of immortal swordsmanship.

So, she couldn't read it......

It's normal!

If you understand......

It's not quite normal.

Right?

As soon as he thought of this, Bai Susu immediately picked up the teapot next to his heart, poured a cup of tea and walked over.

"Sir, drink tea. ”

"Hmm. Yan Ning took the teacup handed over by Bai Susu and drank it all, feeling as if a warm current was slowly rising in his chest.

"Has the gentleman finished practicing the sword?" the little green snake stretched out his head, and his eyes blinked.

"It should be the end of the practice, right?" Bai Susu was a little unsure.

"Well, it's over. Yan Ning nodded.

"Little White Sister...... Why do I think that Mr. doesn't seem to understand swords?" Xiaoqing seemed to be recalling something, and then, blurted out.

"Xiaoqing, don't talk nonsense!" Bai Susu's face immediately changed, when Yan Ning was practicing the sword just now, Xiaoqing poked his head out and peeked, which was actually inappropriate.

Now it's even more nonsense.

This is a big taboo, if they make Mr. angry, or stop practicing swords in the future, then won't they lose a lot?

"But I really don't think Mr. understands swords, and the moves he just made ...... I've never seen it, and, in a haphazard manner, it's just ...... Blind practice!" Xiaoqing stuck out his tongue, and his cheeks on both sides seemed to bulge slightly, obviously a little unconvinced in his heart.

"Xiaoqing, if you talk nonsense again, I'll be angry! You and I are both demons, although we also know a little bit about swordsmanship, but the sword we practice is different from the sword practiced by Mr., and Mr.'s swordsmanship has reached the point of transcendence, so you naturally can't understand it!" Bai Susu said.

"So that's the case?" Although Xiaoqing was still a little unconvinced, she said again: "Can that sister understand Mr.'s swordsmanship?"

"Of course, I can't understand it. Bai Susu shook his head.

"......" Yan Ning.

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