"Ask Mr. Daimyo?"

In the new school hall where Mr. Jian lived, Du Xuan straightened his waist and asked the gentleman in front of him very seriously. From this day on, he was going to officially learn from the young ranger who came from the Qin Kingdom.

"There is no name and no surname. The gentleman said.

Du Xuan's head was full of black lines, how many meanings?Why do you always meet some strange people, such as the ugly-faced grandfather, such as the man in white who met outside Mrs. Ji's bedroom, they are all of unknown origin, chattering, and unwilling to speak well.

"Then let's call Mr. Qin, Mr. from Qin...... What does the gentleman want to teach the students, "Zi said?" Du Xuan asked.

With the ability of the little boy, there is naturally no need to teach the study of "Zi Yue", if the king asks, I believe that the little boy can deal with it. The gentleman didn't care what the little boy called himself, and said.

What does this mean, does Mr. know his true identity? Dare to let Ben Gongzi partner to deceive that cheap man.

"Something that was taught, swordsmanship!"

Du Xuan was even more confused, Dawang Laozi asked you to teach me to read, how did you change it to sword practice, besides, does Mr. really think it is appropriate to teach a baby to learn swords?

Du Xuan thought of the various tortures inflicted on him by his ugly grandfather, and he refused in his heart, with the high-level body martial arts taught by his grandfather, he just escaped when he encountered danger, and he worked hard to learn the sword, he really didn't think about it.

The little guy's hesitation was seen by the gentleman, but the gentleman ignored it and handed over a sword.

Du Xuan took it, and his head was full of black lines.

The sword is about 1 foot long, half a finger wide, and the blade is as thin as 1 inch, but the point is that it is too ugly, the surface is uneven, and the blade is not very neat. With a wave of his hand, there is a sense of lightness and elegance...... Because, this is a wooden sword! And it's a very distracting kind of production!

"Mr. ......"

Du Xuan didn't know what to do, and he wanted to give his disciple a sword, you are a gentleman, is it too shabby to make a move?

"The highest level of swordsmanship is that there is no sword in the hand, and there is no sword in the heart, the tangible sword is just a prop after all, why should the little boy care that it is a wooden sword?"

Besides, there is no sword in his hand and no sword in his heart, this kind of mysterious and mysterious saying, he has heard it in the martial arts novels of his previous life, and it feels too unreal and too difficult to understand.

"There are three ways of the sword, one is the human sword, the alloy is the back, the steel is the edge, the cold forest is the gas, the head is cut off, and the feet are chopped down; the second is the virtuous sword, the people are the back, the virtuous minister is the front, the upper should be the way of heaven, and the lower is the geography; and then the holy sword, the road is the back, the virtue is the edge, the yin and yang are the qi, the five lines are handles, the upper part is broken from the sky, the lower Jedi dimension, the cultivation is complete, and a sword can break the eternal ......"

Du Xuan was in a daze, while Mr. was standing by the window with his hands behind his back, speaking slowly.

At this time, Mr. Qin was like a changed person, his tone was solemn, his expression was solemn, this voice did not seem to be made by a young man at all, it seemed to come from the end of time, with the power to penetrate the eternals, just like a sharp sword, swept away towards the wind and snow outside the window, and where he passed, those snowflakes dancing wildly in the air and the whistling wind were stunned and became docile.

And this kind of operation?

Du Xuan's heart trembled, what kind of realm has his cultivation reached as this gentleman of his own?

"The little boy takes out the sword, regardless of the move, until it hits this cloth belt!"

Mr. Qin turned around and had an extra black cloth belt in his hand.

What's the situation, and this starts?

The tragic picture of the ugly grandfather beating himself on the snow suddenly appeared in Du Xuan's mind, and he secretly felt bad, so he had to teach me some basic moves?

"Wait......"

Du Xuan wanted to open his mouth to ask for a timeout.

Mr. Qin ignored it, and with a flick of his wrist, the originally soft cloth belt instantly resurrected, turning into a long black snake, facing Du Xuan's chest and pounced.

Du Xuan didn't dare to slack off, silently reciting the body technique and martial arts, and his body teleported half a step.

Smack!

There was no accident, he flew out of thin air, and then fell to the ground!

"The little boy made a certain very disappointed! The dignified high-level body martial arts were insulted like this by the son!" Seeing that the baby in front of him fell to the ground on all fours, Mr. Qin had no pity and said coldly.

"Mr. knows Grandpa Ugly Face?" Du Xuan was grinning in pain, but when he heard this, he got up and asked expectantly, in this world, the only people who knew that he had practiced Grandpa Ugly's martial arts were Grandpa and Yu'er.

"Come again, come out with a sword!"

Mr. Qin didn't hear it, his wrist flicked, and the long snake came out again.

Du Xuan hurriedly retracted, and the wooden sword was subconsciously swung out, as ugly as the posture was, it was really worthy of the ugly wooden sword.

Smack!

It's planted again, and it really hurts.

"Get up, come again!"

"Wait......"

Du Xuan stood up with difficulty, intending to raise his hand in surrender.

Smack!

Fell again.

"Come again!"

Du Xuan knew, begging for mercy was useless, so he quickly got up and waved his sword to dodge!

Smack!

"Come again!"

Smack!

"Come Again"

......

Well, this bloody picture is even more unbearable to look at than the cruelty-child-tragedy that the ugly-faced grandfather created at the beginning.

However, under the tyranny, the situation has changed slightly.

The cloth snake swung out by the gentleman kept changing direction, and with each blow, Du Xuan was bound to be hit and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Looking at Du Xuan again, the figure of the panic dodge is much smoother, the body martial arts taught by the ugly grandfather have many difficult and difficult to understand, and the elusive cloth snake is like a clever guide, so that Du Xuan has a lot of understanding of the body martial arts taught by his grandfather.

Thanks to his congenitally perverted physique, falling to the ground again and again did not cause any substantial damage to Du Xuan's body.

In the process of dodging, Du Xuan kept swinging the wooden sword to hit the cloth belt, although every time he hit the air, as the direction of the cloth belt changed, the sword he swung gradually had some rudimentary moves.

Smack!

"Come again!"

Smack!

"Come again!"

......

I don't know how long it took for this lawless picture to come to an end for the time being.

"Sir, how long will it take not to get hit?"

"For a long time. Childe's sword had to touch the cloth belt first. ”

"How long is it?"

“......”

"How much success did the gentleman use?"

"Ishei. ”

"What level of cultivation has the gentleman reached in this world?"

“......”

"Does Sir know where Grandpa Ugly Faces has gone, and is Yu'er by his side?"

“......”

"Sir crossed the Heavenly Trench Shu Road and came from Qin, is it just to teach me to learn swords, and how does Sir know about me? I am only a few months old baby. ”

"The little boy will naturally know in the future. ”

......

The two chatted without a word, and compared with the previous inhumane painting style, it was much warmer.

"What did you learn today?" asked the gentleman.

"Learned...... Well, learn and learn, don't you say. Du Xuan had a flash of inspiration and had an epiphany of what Mr. meant.

"Childe is really extraordinary. And remember, learning the sword is a secret between a certain and a young man. The gentleman nodded with satisfaction, and said, "The little boy must hold this sword well." ”

Du Xuan nodded yes, and then picked up the sword in his hand, but his mind was a little dazed.