"It turns out that there is so much more to be paid attention to. Su Jingcang pulled out the stainless steel sword with a sigh, his hand was slightly heavy, the sword was tattooed with delicate textures, shining under the masculine illumination, his fingers flicked lightly, the long sword made a soft groan, his face was delighted, and he couldn't help but praise: "Good sword." ”

That voice was talking about the new rookie student, Su Jing was the instructor who came here to teach swordsmanship, so of course he ignored him.

"Are you deaf?" At this time, four or five young people came in from the elevator, and the leader saw that Su Jing didn't seem to hear his words, he was not moved at all, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he rushed directly towards Su Jing, the two were forty or fifty meters apart, but he ran to Su Jing in a few steps, stretched out his hand and slapped Su Jing's right hand holding the sword, wanting to knock down the sword in his hand.

Su Jing didn't even look at him, and turned around, as if he had unconsciously avoided a pat from the young man.

"Didn't this kid turn around?" The young man's eyes flashed with surprise, thinking that Su Jing had turned around by chance, and at this time, several companions who came with him also came over, he was slightly annoyed in his heart, and he felt a great loss of face, and stretched out his hand again, the target was still Su Jing's right hand.

"Hou Feng, why are you so ungraceful?" A stainless steel long sword was very abruptly crossed in front of his hand, Zeng Rourou had already withdrawn the sword when she heard the voice of the comer, and at this time she just stopped his second blow, "Su Jing is a new member who just came today, he doesn't know the rules, and those who don't know are not guilty, why do you still do it to Su Jing three times and twice?"

Because of what happened on the bus, Zeng Rourou had a good impression of Su Jing, thinking that he had just come to the martial arts hall today, and was afraid that he would not be able to do his kung fu and be injured by Hou Feng's men, so he hurried over to support him. She stopped Hou Feng before turning around and saying to Su Jing apologetically: "Brother Su Jing, I'm sorry, I was in a hurry to practice swords just now, and I forgot to explain to you the rules of the martial arts hall. ”

After she finished speaking, she stuck out her tongue again, leaned her face over, and whispered in Su Jing's ear: "This Hou Feng is very annoying, relying on his good qualifications, he points fingers at other students every day, and looks like a student boss." In this way, you change the wooden sword first, let's go to the side, my sister will teach you this set of basic swordsmanship, and when you learn it all, you don't need to use the wooden sword. ”

She had just finished practicing swordsmanship, and she was drenched in sweat, and as soon as she reached her ears, a faint fragrance penetrated into Su Jing's nostrils, and a few messy hairs tickled his face. He rarely got so close to girls his age, blushing slightly, and didn't even say the words to explain that he was actually a coach.

Zeng Rourou didn't mind at all, with the posture of a big sister taking care of her little brother, she took out a wooden sword from the shelf, replaced Su Jing's stainless steel long sword, and then directly pulled him aside.

"Little white face. Hou Feng snorted, although his face was very ugly, but it was not good to have a seizure, he also took out a stainless steel sword from the shelf, and together with his companions, walked not too far from Su Jing and the others, and practiced the sword.

Hou Feng is a rich boy, since joining the martial arts hall, he fell in love with Zeng Rourou at a glance, or he fell in love with her long legs, and then he was quite talented in martial arts, learning this set of swordsmanship far beyond his peers, just one month, he practiced this set of swordsmanship to the point of sending and receiving freely and slightly successfully, and became the second senior student after Zeng Rourou, since then, he has regarded Zeng Rourou as his bag.

At this time, Zeng Rourou and Su Jing practiced swords alone, where could Hou Feng endure it? On the surface, he was also practicing swords, but in fact, he put all his attention on Su Jing and the others.

On the side, Zeng Rourou first told him about the rules of the martial arts hall, and when she finished speaking, Su Jing was just about to open her mouth to explain, but Zeng Rourou immediately raised her long sword and practiced the basic swordsmanship taught by the martial arts hall for him.

"This Zeng Rourou's name is soft and weak, but how can his personality be so hot and arrogant?" Su Jing couldn't cry or laugh a little, but when he had the opportunity to learn a set of martial arts that was slightly stronger than Sanjiang's swordsmanship, he naturally wouldn't refuse. So, he, the temporary coach, did not teach swordsmanship, but became a student first.

Su Jing had just read this set of swordsmanship and memorized the frame moves. But every kind of martial arts, naturally, cannot only have moves, but what is more important is the skill of its strength and the method of running the true qi. Zeng Rourou was only a student of the martial arts hall, so she naturally didn't know how to use true qi, but in terms of luck, she did have a firm grasp of it, which benefited Su Jing a lot.

Hou Feng was on the side, watching the two of them explain the drill and nod their heads to watch, their hearts were full of jealousy, very uncomfortable, and they kept thinking about how to rectify Su Jing. However, he couldn't think of anything, so he could only stare dryly on the side, and when he was waiting for anxiety, he saw Zeng Rourou's body pause, put away his sword and stand, and finally finished practicing his swordsmanship.

"Brother Su Jing, do you understand?" Zeng Rourou gasped a little, wiped her sweat, and asked Su Jing.

Su Jing not only understood, his swordsmanship cultivation was not shallow, and when he watched it for the first time, he already had a vague judgment on the strength of this set of swordsmanship in his heart, and after Zeng Rourou's very detailed explanation, he thought that he had almost learned it. But Zeng Rourou asked him if he understood, so he nodded very honestly and replied, "Understood." ”

"This set of swordsmanship is very complicated, even I don't dare to say that I can understand it after listening to it, this little white face dares to nod?" Hou Feng on the side didn't know that Su Jing's mouth actually understood it, thinking that he was pretending to be forced, and when he heard his words, he was immediately overjoyed, and jumped out and shouted: "Little white boy, what did you just say? Understand? It's a big joke." ”

Just when Zeng Rourou taught him to practice swords, some students came to the martial arts hall one after another, some of them didn't see the scene just now, at this moment, Hou Feng shouted like this, and almost everyone looked at Su Jing.

Being provoked repeatedly by others, good-tempered monks will get angry, not to mention that Su Jing's temper is not too good. An ordinary person who has only practiced a set of swordsmanship dares to be arrogant in front of me? Su Jing squinted his eyes and said lightly, "You don't believe it?"

"Still pretending to be forced?" Hou Feng also expected that Su Jing would not answer him angrily, but he never imagined that he would be so arrogant? Hou Feng's anger also came up, and he laughed instead of being angry: "Yes, I really don't believe it." ”

"Then you can try. Su Jing smiled contemptuously, put on the starting style of the swordsmanship, and hooked his hand at Hou Feng.

Zeng Rourou on the side secretly said in her heart that it was not good the moment the two of them choked, she was afraid that Su Jing would suffer a loss, and she was just about to protect him behind her, but when she saw Su Jing appear like this, she suddenly stopped. When Su Jing said that she understood just now, she actually didn't believe it, how complicated this set of swordsmanship was, she knew best, even if a person was smart, how could he understand it after reading it once? But as soon as he saw Su Jing's move, a question suddenly rose in his heart: "Could it be that Brother Su Jing really understands?"

"If you look for death, you can't blame me" Hou Feng couldn't bear it, and immediately stabbed with his sword.

As soon as Hou Feng made a move, Zeng Rourou immediately woke up, and subconsciously wanted to stop it, but after a glance, she was stunned: "Hey, Brother Su Jing actually dodged it?

Su Jing's application of moves was naturally not comparable to Zeng Rourou, in fact, with his eyesight, speed and strength, he only needed one move to easily defeat Hou Feng. But after all, he learned a new set of swordsmanship, and he was happy in his heart, and he happened to have a sparring partner, and he had the intention to test Hou Feng's hand, so he slowly unfolded this swordsmanship, one move and one style.

Su Jing was a beginner in learning, and he was not good at controlling his strength, he was afraid of using too much force, so he knocked Hou Feng's long sword away all of a sudden, not only did he not use his true qi, but he also didn't dare to use force, and he didn't even dare to touch Hou Feng's long sword, looking a little timid.

Where did Hou Feng know this, he thought that Su Jing pretended to fail, and he was cowardly in his heart, so he gave up defending and attacked with all his might. But while fighting, Hou Feng suddenly discovered that something was wrong, under his fierce offensive, Su Jing was still able to hold on, and after one or twenty moves, Su Jing actually began to fight back, so that he had to be forced to defend. After another one or twenty moves, he didn't even have a chance to attack, just blindly defending. After another one or twenty moves, he didn't even have time to admit defeat, so he had to support himself.

It was only at this time that Hou Feng realized that Su Jing's "understood" just now was not pretending, not only was it not, but it was also too fucking modest!

This set of swordsmanship has a total of one hundred and eight styles, including stabbing, picking, splitting, wiping, pulling, teasing, breaking, and point techniques in swordsmanship, as well as one or two exquisite offensive and defensive moves, Su Jing exhausted the moves, and felt that he had completely mastered it, and he had no interest in playing with Hou Feng.

Hou Feng screamed, only to feel a sharp pain in his wrist, and the long sword in his hand could no longer hold it, so he flew out, drew a circle in the air, and inserted it on the floor.

"I'm sorry to be a beginner and didn't stop. Su Jing smiled slightly, put away his sword and stood, and looked at the students around him, including Zeng Rourou, who were completely stunned, very proud, but heard a sarcastic voice coming over: "You are Su Jing, as a member of the Huaxia Martial Arts Association, and you also bully beginners who are new to martial arts?"

Su Jing frowned, followed the prestige, and saw a young man with a long sword on his back and a starry eyebrow standing at the elevator entrance at some point.

PS: Chapter 2, ask for collection, recommended!