On the surface, Xu Xiangbei stood there, still with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was asleep.

But in the meridians, the internal force flows extremely fast, carefully listening to the other party's every move, breathing, and heartbeat. The surging air currents caused by the strong wind blowing in outside the window, and the sound of the paper on the desktop rattling all formed a three-dimensional three-dimensional space in his mind.

Every subtle change, like a stone thrown in the waters of a quiet lake, formed a huge ripple in his mind.

The night thief was also hunched over his waist and his hands were on his waist, like a green pine that had weathered for thousands of years, or a moss-covered sculpture.

The two of them stood motionless like this, and the air in the study became scorching, murderous, and the undercurrent was turbulent.

Outside the window, a dazzling flash of lightning pierced the night.

Under the light of lightning, Xu Xiangbei found that the hands of the black-clothed thief were tightly clenched on the hilt of the knife at his waist.

His heart suddenly became alert, the handle of the black-clothed thief's hand was full of arcs, and it should be an Oriental katana.

This scene, Xu Xiangbei felt so familiar.

Lightning not only illuminates his vision, but also awakens his memory.

This situation has come to mind more than once.

Ever since he watched the video of Ono Fujiro's martial arts competition, his mind has always imagined the scene of Ono Fujiro playing against himself.

At night in the grove, in fantasy training, it is to take Ono Kazejiro as an opponent, and the four iron galls attack together, trying to meet the incomparably fierce slash.

Fantasy is fantasy, and it's still a whole new feeling to really face such an unfathomable enemy.

Boom, a thunderclap sounded in their ears, shaking people's hearts.

A katana, which was more powerful than lightning and glittered with cold light, slashed at it with a monstrous murderous aura.

In the dark, when, when, the sound of gold and iron is endless, just like someone playing an elegant guqin, the sound is sometimes sparse and sometimes dense, sometimes long, sometimes crisp, and shocking people's hearts.

In the dark study, katana swords and iron balls collided constantly, splashing sparks like streamers flying all over the sky.

The opponent's knife momentum was too fast, and the iron gall in Xu Xiangbei's hand was also impenetrable, one shock, two touches, three knocks, four blows, all the best attack, any negligence was fatal.

Xu Xiangbei did not look at the other party's knife with his eyes, but listened completely with his ears and sensed it with his heart.

Every wisp of sword wind, every killing move, was resolutely blocked back with iron courage.

The black-clothed thief is the strongest enemy Xu Xiangbei encountered, the fastest man, like a grim reaper, and the sword light emitted tightly enveloped Xu Xiangbei from all directions.

At first, he was struggling to hold on, feeling the other party's katana slash like a storm.

He was prepared.

Tonight in the woods, in the midst of the storm, he was not wet by the rain, because the four iron galls danced impermeable to the wind and shielded the wind and rain.

The black-clad thief's katana bears a striking resemblance to the stormy skies in the woods.

He fully brought into full play the skills of the four flying iron galls he trained tonight, and he learned and sold them now.

He felt that his whole body was boiling, his internal force was extremely running, the more he hit, the more he hit, the more he was surprised, many of the moves of the four flying iron galls, the angle of launching, were all used for the first time, there was a new experience, and many questions were suddenly opened.

Gradually, he felt a lot less stressed.

The pressure is reduced, not because the other party is benevolent and weakens the attack, on the contrary, the samurai sword dance of the black-clothed thief is more ferocious and violent.

That was the result of Xu Xiangbei's four flying iron courage tricks being more proficient and more handy.

Xu Xiangbei suddenly heard that the other party's breathing became rapid, and he hummed from time to time, like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time.

It was already one hundred and nine swords, and the opponent's katana repeated seven postures, returning to the initial diagonal slashing posture, and the angle and strength did not change at all.

The corners of Xu Xiangbei's mouth pulled a confident evil smile.

He already had more than a dozen ways to knock him out in his mind, but he was reluctant to knock him out.

Finally, there is a strong opponent who can practice tricks with him, and if he defeats the thief in black, he will have to train himself in the same fantasy method as dancing ballet with a madman.

There are also people who have fun training methods in an interactive way.

He fought with great interest, and the black-clothed thief became more and more frightened.

He tried his best to find out everything about Ouyang Yude's house, and found out what time Ouyang Yude would go to bed and when there would be no one in the study at night.

It was only through the wind and rain tonight that he sneaked into the study through the window, trying to find what he wanted, who knew how to kill a young man.

He wore military-grade night vision goggles, and he could see clearly, this young man was in his early twenties at most, and his eyes were half-open and half-closed, like sleepwalking.

thought that a few darts would kill the other party, but the sleepwalking young man easily dodged his own darts.

With his experience, he was confident that as long as the young man rushed over, he could easily cut the throat of the young man with his own slash.

But something strange happened.

When he was about to deliver a sharp blow, the young man also stood there quietly, his eyes half-open and half-closed, as if he were asleep, and his expression seemed to be smiling, like Mr. Bean standing and asleep.

This made him feel angry, suppressed the anger in his heart, and he couldn't afford to spend the time passing by minute by second.

He felt that the young man was really asleep, and when he was shocked by a thunderbolt, he slashed out with all his might.

Seeing that it has already hit the palm of the opponent's hand, unless this kid's arm is beaten with iron, this hand will definitely be cut off by himself.

Just as he sighed softly, finally about to end this annoying confrontation, he felt the katana slash against a hard object, and there was a loud thud, a huge recoiling force, which shook his wrist.

If it weren't for his superb sword skills and timely unloading this powerful countershock, his katana would have almost come out of his hand.

Then, he felt the sound of whirring wind in all directions, and he didn't know how many iron balls were flying over.

He gritted his teeth and used the sword technique to the extreme, this was the first time in his life that the family sword technique was fully used, and among the family warriors of this generation, he considered himself the second in the sword technique, and no one dared to admit the first.

However, all the seventy-two knife techniques of the family were exhausted, and they still did not hurt the young man.

Just when he was secretly anxious, the young man was still playing a game, and there were words in his mouth, one, two, three, four.

He was so clever that he immediately felt that the other party was playing with him as a monkey.

He was anxious and angry, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, his emotions were out of control, and he scolded: "Your mother, who are you?"

Xu Xiangbei smiled evilly: "Dare to scold, slap your mouth, jump on the 4th." ”

(End of chapter)