"Feng Hao, I'm in the middle, not either!" Xia Yucheng replied with a smile.

"If you still have a little conscience, you will become a white-eyed wolf. Feng Hao glanced at her with a smile, and reached out to take a bamboo sword handed over by Zhu Huan.

"Your Excellency, please!"

Two men with bamboo swords in their hands, each took a few steps back, and then bowed to each other.

For a moment, the air in the garden reverberated with the dull and powerful clash of bamboo swords and the powerful shouting of men.

The movements of the two men are both elegant, agile and ferocious, which looks very ornamental, and also has the kind of stinging-excitement of actual combat.

Xia Yucheng on the side was stunned, and he was reluctant to blink his eyes, for fear of missing the excitement.

Her hands tightly grasped the knife in her hand, and her palms were covered with sweat, but she didn't realize it.

In the fierce battle, Feng Hao took away the blow from Zhu Huan's stab, and nodded slightly towards the beautiful girl with a face full of surprise and reverence in her eyes, and a bright smile like a cherry blossom bloomed on her handsome face.

Xia Yucheng looked at that handsome face, and immediately thought of the beautiful man in the photo in the study, they really looked alike, could it be that the man in the photo was Feng Hao's father? It seems that the genetics of the Feng family are absolutely excellent.

Just as she came back to her senses, the fierce battle between the two men intensified, and the attacks became more and more ruthless. The decisive and courageous attack, the calm and firm defense, a series of strikes, and the sprint seem to be done in one go.

Xia Yucheng hurriedly calmed down again, staring at them intently, and the expression on his face changed richly with the fierce battle.

Suddenly, Feng Hao brandished his bamboo sword and attacked Zhu Huan, the fierce and fierce attack was extremely fast, and his fierce bamboo sword was raised.

If this blow continues, maybe the battle between the two men will be decided.

However, Feng Hao stubbornly closed the offensive, and when the bamboo sword in his hand was separated from Zhu Huan's door, the whole person took a big step back.

"Thank you, sir!"

Feng Hao smiled slightly, and the two men bowed to each other with respect, ending the battle.

"That...... That one...... Who is more powerful?" Xia Yucheng, who didn't know anything about swordsmanship, was a little confused, how beautiful it was!

"Are you stupid, haven't you seen any way?" Feng Hao threw the bamboo sword in his hand to Zhu Huan.

"It's too fast, and it's ...... I don't even see which of you wins?"

The corners of Feng Hao's lips hooked slightly: "Come here......"

Xia Yucheng walked over, Feng Hao took the knife from her arms, and after a crisp sound, the knife was out of its sheath.

Zhu Huan came over and respectfully took the scabbard and stood aside.

"Hold the handle of the knife and watch it for a long time, it shouldn't be difficult, right?" Feng Hao handed the knife to Xia Yucheng, and then stood behind her, "Hold the handle with both hands, there can be no gaps in the palm, the ring finger and little finger grasp the handle tightly, the thumb and index finger are lightly pinched, and the middle finger is on the handle, so you don't have to use too much force." ”

While patiently instructing, he let Xia Yucheng hold the knife in a correct posture.

"If you want to learn swordsmanship, it's important to have the right posture. His body clung to hers from behind, his big hands covering her small hands.

Zhu Huan, who was standing on the side, watched this qiē silently, he had been following Feng Hao for more than ten years, and he had never seen him so patient with any woman.

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