"However, it is as sweet as it gets." A certain prince did not hesitate to show off his advanced knowledge about Chinese culture.

"Mmmm, if you're willing to be stupid, whatever you want."

After drinking the last bite of porridge, Xiao Yu hurriedly commented, and then shot away at full speed outside the door.

Belch! This delay, I'm afraid, it's really going to be late!

The legendary martial arts hall on the third floor seems to be not far from Xiao Yu's Tingtao residence.

After Xiao Yu took a juanpa to wipe his mouth clean, and ran many wooden stairs with "fluffy fluffy", the big room on the third floor seemed to be full of people.

In my memory, all the episodes about studying in class are without exception, and I seem a little nervous, flustered, and honestly afraid.

This time, it seemed to be a little late again, so Xiao Yu's nervousness came out inexplicably.

Gently push open the door to the hall.

Inside, there were a lot of sturdy men standing in the black, one by one, all bowing their heads to their ears, listening to an old man with a withered complexion talking about swordsmanship.

Seeing Xiao Yu probing his brain by the door, he was disturbed, and the old man was a little unhappy:

"That boy, sneaky over there, here, but you're looking for your dad to go back to dinner?"

In the crowd opposite, there was a burst of mocking laughter.

Xiao Yu's nervous feeling couldn't help but add a lot at once:

"Well, in Xia Chiyu, I came here to practice martial arts. Also, my father is busy with a lot of work at home every day, so he doesn't have time to come here to learn art......"

"Oh? You? The old man's eyes fluttered, and his face was filled with a little contempt:

"You are so young, such a thin little body, and you actually want to learn martial arts? Have you ever studied at home before? Do you know what martial arts practice is all about? ”

Subconsciously pressed the hilt of the sword on his waist, Xiao Yu straightened up and replied as humbly as possible:

"Although he is not very proficient, but when it comes to martial arts, Chi Yu still knows a little bit about martial arts."

"So, do you dare to try it with the senior brother here? As an introductory exam for you? Take everything you know and we'll see! The old man wants to know, you kid, are you qualified enough to stay in our martial arts hall! ”

The old man's hoarse voice began to become impassioned again, and it was very sensational.

Yo, I can't see that this shriveled old man, in addition to having a certain degree of martial arts attainments, has a bit of an orator's style!

It's a pity that I met this girl.

Xiao Yu blinked his eyes, pretended to be very scared, and asked timidly:

"What the old gentleman said, but do you want Chi Yu to compete with everyone? Chi Yu wants to ask first, are so many people here preparing to fight alone, or are they preparing for group fights? ”

The old man rattled again:

"I think of my Lu Hai's disciples, although there are a few less martial arts wizards, but all of them are righteous gentlemen, how can they do those things that bully the weak with many victories! Forget it, the head of your Lu sect looks at your pitiful appearance, so I'll let you go for the time being, and pick a slightly inferior one to compete with you. Xia San, you come out and make a few moves with him. ”