Chapter Forty-Eight: Disgrace
"Please advise," but unexpectedly, just when Wei Zhuang was thinking about how to scold this person, Zhang Liang was already holding his sword from afar, and he didn't give the challenger half a minute chance at all. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
Because they are from the same school, everyone is just practicing swordsmanship, and they all use wooden swords, although they are wooden swords, in fact, when they hit people's bodies, it is enough to make these half-old children grin.
Looking at the young man in front of him who was a head taller than herself, Zhang Liang smiled slightly, she knew that her advantage was because of her rich experience in fighting, but she also knew that her disadvantage was because of her body, and there was no way to fight for too long, and she could fight quickly.
A wooden sword swept through the air, drawing a whining wind, this is the sound of the wooden sword swinging too fast and cutting through the air, I didn't expect Zhang Liang to be able to do this, just this start, it is a lot higher than the person who challenged it, Gai Nie on the side was secretly shocked.
Hmph, will I still lose to such a waste man who can't practice martial arts, but the young man who challenged was unconvinced, Zhang Liang had a problem with his body, so he couldn't practice swords, if he lost to Zhang Liang, wouldn't it mean that he was not even as good as a waste man.
The young man thought in his heart, his subordinates were merciless, and the swords and swords were pointed at the fatal place, and he even wanted to stab Zhang Liang in the cheek. Knowing that they were from the same door as each other, and knowing Zhang Liang's identity, but he didn't care, Zhang Liang's eyes narrowed slightly, and when the wooden sword was about to touch his cheek, he quickly took a step forward, and the wooden sword that broke through the air carried the sound of the wind and narrowly brushed Zhang Liang's white cheek, leaving a bloody mark. Originally, Zhang Liang could have turned his head sideways to avoid it, but looking at so many onlookers here, his mind was racing, and Zhang Liang chose to go upstream.
Hmph, seeing Zhang Liang hanging the color, the young man's heart immediately became proud, but what he didn't expect was that Zhang Liang's sword came to him in front of him between lightning and fire. How could it be so fast! The young man's heart didn't have time to think about it, and he was hit in the back by a huge force, and before he had time to think about it, he felt a sweetness in his throat, and a salty taste spread in his mouth.
With a bang, the young man who was still proud of his achievements on Zhang Liang's face just now was hit in the back by Zhang Liang with a sword spine in an instant, Zhang Liang didn't spare his hand at all, but considering that the trauma was too obvious and bad, he hit this guy with the spine of the sword. Rao is like this, this is enough for him to feel good, being smashed to his knees by Zhang Liang so alive is not to say how embarrassing it is, but it is enough to make this young man's previous face disappear.
Damn, how is this possible! Raised his head in shock, looking at Zhang Liang in front of him, who had a light face, he actually knelt on the ground in shame, and was defeated by Zhang Liang, at that moment, he couldn't see through it at all, the young man felt the fishy sweetness in his throat, and in order to avoid spit out and lose face, he could only endure it all the time.
"Zhang Liang won, Yanlong, you lost to Zhang Liang, are you not convinced?" Wei Zhuang walked out briskly, seemingly standing beside Zhang Liang casually, looking at the young man in front of him who was helped up by a few friends.
"......" The young man could only be silent, with a bit of regret in his resentful eyes, if he hadn't challenged Zhang Liang, he wouldn't have lost face.
Looking at Zhang Liang's back, everyone couldn't help but talk about it in the back: "I didn't expect Zhang Liang to be so powerful." "Can be friends with Wei Zhuang, how weak can she be, forget it, don't provoke her in the future." "That Yanlong is so stupid, he actually stupidly wanted to go up and pinch the soft persimmons, but unfortunately he was defeated instead, and his face was lost. "Regarding Yan Long's performance just now, everyone saw it, and naturally knew that Yan Long's idea was that the persimmon should be pinched softly, but now he himself was pinched.
As soon as I walked casually, I walked into the deep mountains behind the Guigu, and the Guiguzi and the Guigu were hidden in this deep forest, which was really difficult to find. Walking under a rock, Zhang Liang can easily look at the mountains in the distance, which is all green as far as the eye can see, but it makes people feel extra relaxed.
At his feet is a small river, the sound of flowing water echoes in the valley, this small river runs through the ghost valley, Zhang Liang once remembered that someone caught fish here.
Coughing, Zhang Liang glanced behind him: "You're here." ”
Ordinary greetings, Wei Zhuang paused slightly, he didn't think about hiding his whereabouts, but he didn't expect Zhang Liang to find himself so easily: "Hmm." ”
"Just now, thank you," Zhang Liang smiled, seeing Wei Zhuang standing beside him a little uncomfortable, he simply stretched out his hand and led Wei Zhuang forward: "Have you finished teaching swordsmanship?"
With a hint of imperceptible shame on his fair cheeks, Wei Zhuang glanced at Zhang Liang holding his hand tightly from the corner of his eye: "I'll just let them practice by themselves." ”
"Hehe, that's right, teach me to practice swords," Standing in the middle of a forest, Zhang Liang turned his head, looked at Wei Zhuang behind him, and smiled and bent his eyes.
"Hmm?...... Okay," looking at Zhang Liang's eyes, those eyes made Wei Zhuang unable to refuse, and the voice of the promise was as thin as a mosquito.
Casually breaking off a branch, Zhang Liang posed: "Master, please advise." ”
Wei Zhuang was slightly stunned when he saw Zhang Liang so out of his appearance for the first time, his pretty face was full of incredulity, and the smile on Zhang Liang's face quietly entered her heart unconsciously.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Liang had been posing for a long time, but Wei Zhuang was still quietly looking into the distance, which made Zhang Liang very strange.
What's wrong with him, weird, Wei Zhuang's heart was very puzzled by the idea that he was looking at Zhang Liang just now, and when he came back to his senses, Zhang Liang's eyes were full of helplessness.
"Hey, I said, can you start practicing swords?" Zhang Liang spread his hands helplessly.
Wei Zhuang regained his previous calm, looked at Zhang Liang in front of him, and felt that his messy thoughts were really boring, so he simply shook his mind.
After studying with Wei Zhuang for a while, I have to say that Wei Zhuang's identity as a swordsman is really not in vain, although he is still young, but many ideas are not much different from her in the future, Zhang Liang has benefited a lot from her guidance.
And the more Wei Zhuang instructed Zhang Liang, the more surprised he felt, the master had told him before that Zhang Liang's body was not suitable for sword practice, and it was likely that there would be a situation where he could not get the essentials after practicing one or twenty times, but the current development completely subverted Wei Zhuang's cognition.
PS: Ask for a recommendation ticket, and then, the plot of Ghost Valley is about to end, and I'm ready to return to South Korea. Thank you for the cameo of Hei Yanlong, the book friend, above, thank you for watching, I'm so hungry, it's five o'clock in the afternoon, and I'm going to go out for breakfast later.