Chapter 22 The Youth's Mind Is Arbitrary
When Mu Zi opened her eyes on the second day, the star had just risen, not so much because she couldn't sleep, but because she couldn't sleep all night.
The snow spirit in his arms moved and he didn't wake up yet, so Mu Zi gently put the little tiger in his arms on the ground, picked up a branch and got up.
Since Mu Zi got up, he noticed it, but he didn't make any moves, only opened his eyes slightly, wondering what the girl was going to toss.
I saw the woman go straight to the open space that had been burned yesterday, picked up the branch and began to practice, and watched Mu Zi's practice with the faint light of the fire.
Suddenly, the branch in the girl's hand pierced the void a little, but there was a slight pause at the moment of stabbing, and the branch deviated from the track by more than three centimeters. Although it is a very small deviation, but it is indeed fatal to those who practice martial arts, after the sword is unsheathed, when the final move is won, the empty door is leaked, and it often means that the slightest deviation means the death of his hand.
"You're upset." cold, not thoughtful to come out of a sentence; The tone of the inattentive tone was firm, which frightened Mu Zi, although he didn't know why Mu Zi's heart was upset, but if he was upset, it increased the chance of failure.
Mu Zi turned his head sideways, although the sparks gradually weakened, but there was still a firelight jumping on Bu Zhou's face, and the fire light that went out from time to time made Bu Zhou's eyes full of pity not very real. Mu Zi didn't say anything when he knew that he was wrong, but silently performed the swordsmanship again, this time there was nothing wrong, but there was still a little less Ling.
Bu Zhou got up and picked up another relatively short branch, walked to Mu Zi's side, and then folded the branch that was not much longer than half an arm, leaving a piece and telling Mu Zi: "It is said that the sword is one inch short and three points, but sometimes short is also an advantage, in close combat, the long sword is not powerful, just this short sword is suitable." ”
Bu Zhou showed Mu Zi how to hold the sword, not like he usually holds a long sword, the sword body does not stretch out from the tiger's mouth, but is held in his hand, the tiger's mouth is the hilt, and the sword body comes out from the little thumb and faces himself.
Bu Zhou took the sword in his right hand, turned the sword in a circle on his right hand, stretched out the word tiger mouth with the palm of his hand, and gently beckoned to Mu Zi with his left hand, signaling to let the other party make the first move.
Mu Zi knew that since he had chosen a short sword, he planned to use hand-to-hand tactics against him, and it was wisest to keep a certain distance from him when he made contact with his blade. After thinking about it, the girl lit up the branches, and did not rush to attack, because it is difficult to defend the short sword, but her swordsmanship is not as good as that of the poor, at this time he was forced to make a move to judge the empty door to deal with him, so Mu Zi patiently held the sword and circled around the small broken steps.
Bu Zhou was more like a cheetah at this time, staring at Mu Zi tightly, her eyes were fierce, and she wanted to retreat from Mu Zi, but she thought that she couldn't show her cowardice in front of the snow spirit, so she stared at that gaze and looked back with a very fierce eye.
Bu Zhou suddenly stretched out the short wooden strip in his hand to make an attack, the two were a little far apart, this blow was essentially not on Mu Zi, but if he didn't make a move, Mu Zi also shot out the weapon in his hand.
This send, it is a way that is not thoughtful, and the short sword is turned around again, and the sword body is facing down and inward against himself. Then he stretched out his hand to help run in the direction of Mu Zi, although Mu Zi found that he had been fooled and withdrew the sword in his hand in time, but he leaned forward and couldn't take it back, so he could only stop stiffly, and he couldn't resist with his sword again, but the speed of the shot was already a lot slower.
Bu Zhou's left hand easily caught Mu Zi's sword head, slightly downward, the whole sword stabbed to the ground, and Mu Zi didn't have time to disarm, the whole person pounced on the ground in front of him, Bu Zhou didn't stretch out his hand to help her, but raised his leg to stabilize Mu Zi's body that was about to fall, and the tip of the wooden strip in his right hand was gently pointed at the heart of the girl's back.
Bu Zhou picked up Mu Zi, then handed her the small wooden stick in his hand, picked up the long one himself, and then pinched a trick to trap the little beast in a sealed enchantment.
"Last time it was all a joke, when you really use the short sword, I don't know how many times you have to lose, I'll seal this little beast in the enchantment first, so as not to see you lose." didn't give a reason, but the angry girl grabbed the short branch and was about to split him. Bu Zhou only avoided Mu Zi's attack with a wave of the wooden branch in his hand, and casually counted "1", which means that Mu Zi may have died once in actual combat.
I thought that Mu Zi would be attentive and attack with some rules, but I didn't expect the angry girl to make a wrong step, and it was expected that after starting the attack without rules, it was a big mess, and he didn't respond to the battle casually, counting "2, 3, 4......"
Until she counted "9", she hit the girl's wrist with a branch, and threw away the branch in her hand in pain, and then held Mu Zi's right wrist to stop her from wasting her physical strength in an orderly manner, and said angrily: "Do you think you are a cat with nine lives?" Don't waste your time and energy here. ”
Mu Zi thought that the snow had been temporarily sealed by him anyway, and he couldn't see that he was crying, so he threw away the shelf he was holding in front of the snow spirit and began to shed tears.
Seeing that she began to shed tears, she panicked for a moment, but now she was in a stage where her life was in danger, and she couldn't help it, so she lowered her face and asked Mu Zi to pick up the weapon.
"Pick up the sticks and keep practicing."
If the girl didn't hear it, she howled louder, seeing her like this, the aura around the young man instantly increased, and his face was like frost, not angry but mighty.
This serious appearance reminded Mu Zi of his grandfather's serious face when he didn't practice hard before, but at that time, his grandfather felt sorry for this petite doll in the family after all, and his raised hand never fell on Mu Zi.
But the person in front of him, Mu Zi was a little uncertain, as he pinched his wrist more and more, the girl felt that her wrist was about to break, and she also understood that she really touched the tiger's buttocks, and this tiger was really angry, and she wanted to pull her wrist out, but she couldn't struggle, so she had to raise her head and look at each other angrily.
After a while, Mu Zi was a little stunned by his unsurprised eyes, and then said sullenly: "If you don't let go of me, how can I pick up things." ”
Seeing that she was soft, she let go of her hand, but Ling Yan's eyes were like knives, and Mu Zi was uncomfortable. As soon as he didn't let go, Mu Zi hurriedly pouted and bent down to pick up the branches, and then lazily put on an offensive posture.
Mu Zi, who started training again, was also passive and slack, and had no offensive power, grinding with her thoughtlessly and tepidly, and teaching on the side: "Be like water and air, everywhere, can't split, get close to the target's side, and then kill with one blow." ”
After speaking a few times, he didn't see any progress from Mu Zi, stopped what he was doing, released the little beast from the enchantment, and said impatiently: "If you don't want to practice, just hurry." ”
Mu Zi stomped his feet angrily, picked up the snow beast and said, "Hurry up." "But in my heart, I cursed that I was a wood, I didn't understand the heart of a girl, and I was so angry by his words, and I didn't know how to coax.
But what they don't know is that there is always a pair of eyes in the shadows, staring at them.