"Plum blossom three lanes. ”

At the same time, she did not forget to call out the sword moves, obviously using Zhang Mingshan as a prop, and was teaching and practicing for her disciples on the spot.

Zhang Mingshan was furious, he dared to look down on him so much, he couldn't bear it.

He grabbed the iron ball with his left hand, still with dragon claws, trying to block the wooden sword that Miao Yin attacked at the center of his eyebrows, and his right hand formed a snake shape, stabbing Miao Yin's throat from an extremely tricky angle.

The snake is either immovable, and when it moves, it attacks the neck of the prey like lightning.

Miao Yin changed her move again, and her footsteps circled around Zhang Mingshan lightly, not only avoiding his snake hand, but also around his side, and the wooden sword stabbed at his waist like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.

"Hanmei Aoxue. ”

Of course, she shouted at the rich second generation at the same time, as if she was really practicing sword moves.

In fact, there is no need for her to remind them, and the rich second generation can't take their eyes off it.

Miao Yin's figure is elegant and chic, and the wooden sword in her hand seems to have magic power, pointing and hitting wherever it goes, more flexible than her fingers.

In particular, the swordsmanship is beautiful and atmospheric, and the lines left in their eyes by the wooden sword constitute the shape of plum blossoms one by one, which blooms quickly and disappears quickly, and there is an indescribable beauty between the flowers blooming and falling.

It's obviously the same swordsmanship, and every move Miaoyin used was taught to them yesterday, but why is the gap so big?

When they practiced by themselves yesterday, they felt that these sword moves were stupid, even more stupid than the movements of children comparing to the little demon fairy.

But it's these stupid actions, why are they so good-looking, so handsome, and so chic in the hands of Master Miaoyin?

"Dick exploded!"

"So handsome!"

"Damn, if Lao Tzu can be so handsome, how many women can he hook?"

“……”

For a while, the rich second generation was dazzled and fascinated, and they had already imagined in their minds the graceful demeanor when they used the Qingmei swordsmanship, as well as the scene of countless women screaming around them.

Miaoyin was dressed in green clothes, the wooden sword in her hand kept changing, and at the same time, she kept reporting the name of the sword move in her mouth, but Zhang Mingshan was embarrassed, and there was no chance to attack at all.

In fact, Miao Yin has already had several opportunities to knock Zhang Mingshan to the ground, and there is no need to make so many moves.

After all, she has been practicing swords since she can remember, and what she practiced was the Qingmei swordsmanship and heart method improved by Daozu Lu Chunyang, which was an authentic monk's cultivation method, and her martial arts had already surpassed that of most people who practiced martial arts.

Coupled with Liu Xi's guidance from time to time, and Wang Wenda's nearly three months of training with the four of Miaoyin to guide them in actual combat experience, the swordsmanship has already reached a higher level.

As long as he has a sword in his hand, even a real kung fu master needs to be treated with caution, unless he is a quasi-grandmaster-level martial arts master like Wang Wenda, he can beat Miao Yin.

When Liu Xi arrived at Xiaochun Yangguan for the first time, she saw that Miao Yin was defeated by the middle-aged Taoist priest opposite, not because her swordsmanship was not good, but because her actual combat experience was almost equal to zero, so she was defeated in the hands of the other party.

And the four of Miaoyin have been in the gym countless times since Liu Xi was born for half a year, and coupled with Wang Wenda's sparring guidance, it is no longer Wuxia Ameng that day.

One move, one style, concise and capable, one static and one moving, the circle turns freely, one retreats and one advances, without missing the slightest flaw.

The most important thing is that Miao Yin is no longer stuck to fixed moves, but flexibly changes moves, depending on the other party's situation.

In this way, Miaoyin's swordsmanship can be called a masterpiece, and his actual combat ability surpasses me I don't know how many times compared to the original.

Liu Xi sat in the courtyard of the kendo hall, drinking tea and eating melon seeds and snacks.

Miaoxin sat on the side, peeling melon seeds and adding tea for her, and she was very busy.

"Senior Uncle Zu, why does Senior Sister pronounce her name every time she makes a move? Isn't this a reminder to the other party? And she can defeat the other party early in the morning, why give up the opportunity?"

Miao Yue stood aside, watched the battle outside the door for a while, and couldn't help but ask.

Liu Xi bit the chocolate in his mouth, and after swallowing it, he said slowly: "Oh, this is mainly because Miaoyin wants to use Zhang Mingshan as a prop to teach Lan Shao and them practical combat on the spot." Besides, if she hadn't called out the move to remind the other party, the other party would have been defeated by her a long time ago, how could she hold it up for so long. ”

Miao Yue suddenly realized and nodded again and again.

Liu Xi spoke slowly: "Besides, don't you think it's very handsome to call out the name of the move while making a move?"

Miaoyue was stunned for a moment, and then carefully watched Miaoyin take out the sword in a chic manner, while reciting the name of the move. Coupled with her wearing green clothes, there is really a kind of young boy chasing the romance, and the sword-like handsomeness of dancing in the spring sunset.

When she was thinking about how to describe it, Miaoxin was already starry-eyed: "Sure enough...... It's so handsome. ”

Miao Yue nodded in agreement, and decided that in the future, she would also recite the move while drawing the sword.

Liu Xi said with a smile: "You all think handsome, where can that group of rich second generations withstand this kind of attraction? I want them to learn swordsmanship well, in addition to letting them see the power of our Qingmei swordsmanship, the most important point is that they must be handsome!"

"This kind of thing as a swordsman has always been a weapon for playing handsome and picking up girls, especially with attack power, which is the supreme weapon. I don't believe it, they still don't want to learn the sword well from today? Especially since they just flew out after being beaten by someone, and their face was lost, and they also need strength to pretend to be forced. Otherwise, pretending to be a fool will become stupid. ”

"Uncle Shi, you're right. Miao Xin looked at Liu Xixing's eyes, and felt that Shi Shuzu was the smartest person in the world.

Liu Xi touched Miaoxin's head with satisfaction, and her praise was very useful.

She looked at Yang Kai who was shooting with the camera again, and said: "Shoot well, you must highlight the elegant and chic and uninhibited demeanor of the swordsman, the key is handsome, do you hear?"

Yang Kai turned his head in a hurry, and said flatteringly: "Don't worry, Uncle Ancestor, I promise to complete the task." ”

Liu Xi snorted, and then said: "And what kind of practice mantis boxing yesterday, remember to report it." I actually came to kick the gym, thinking that I would be fine if I entered the hospital?"

Yang Kai wiped his cold sweat, remembered Mr. Tang Zehua who came to play yesterday, and couldn't help but bow a tear of sympathy for him in his heart.

It's a pity, the hall didn't kick it out, and he didn't even see the main owner, so he was carried to the hospital.

Liu Xi still refused to let him go, this report went out, and Mr. Tang Zehua struggled for half a lifetime to become famous, even if it was lost.

Miao Yin circled around Zhang Mingshan, and finally used the Qingmei swordsmanship completely, took a step back and slowly put away the long sword, and took the hand behind.

Zhang Mingshan didn't stop, his hands kept shaking in front of him, his two hands were tiger-shaped for a while, leopard-shaped for a while, crane-shaped for a while, and dragon-shaped for a while.

His eyes were full of the shadow of the wooden sword, as if the green plums bloomed and withered in front of him, and then bloomed again, and he couldn't see the wooden sword clearly, so he could only rely on instinct to keep resisting.

Even if Miao Yin stopped attacking, there was still a shadow of sword moves in his eyes, and he couldn't stop at all.

Song De had already looked at the master in surprise, and when he saw that he was still in a daze, he finally couldn't help but shout: "Master, it's over." ”

Zhang Mingshan was stunned for a moment, finally stopped, and asked blankly, "Are you done?"

Song De couldn't bear to look at it anymore, and nodded: "It's over." ”

Zhang Mingshan let out an "oh" and fell straight down.

Second baby, hit the street!