The morning sun is not dazzling in the hazy clouds, the warm sunlight gradually dispels the cold of the night, the streets are already full of people, and the noisy downtown adds a bit of excitement to the sparsely populated winning city.

With a bang, the wooden window of the room was pushed open by Ying Xuan, and a warm sunlight projected in, making the room a little brighter.

After putting on a white robe, the servant had already brought toiletries and breakfast to the room.

"Go down, I'll do it myself!"

Ying Xuan shook his head and smiled, sighing that feudal society is also good in feudal society, even if it is a nanny hired for money in modern society, it is impossible to serve so meticulously.

After washing, Ying Xuan looked at the seven or eight plates of dim sum dishes on the table, his appetite was great, and he suddenly turned into a gluttony and swept the dim sum dishes on the table.

After washing his mouth again, Ying Xuan called in the ingots guarding the door.

"Childe, what do you command?"

"Yuanbao, let me ask you, let's win the most powerful nursing master in the mansion?"

Hearing Ying Xuan's question, Yuan Bao was a little surprised why Ying Xuan asked this, and replied without thinking, "Of course it's Master Ma, I heard that he was hunted down and killed in the Shenzhou Continent more than ten years ago, and was later rescued by the people of the Xu family, Xu Xian, the head of the Xu family, saw that this Master Ma had some ability, so he dedicated him to the head of the family!" This Master Ma is the martial arts teacher of the eldest son, and the martial arts of the eldest prince basically come from him. ”

Ying Xuan nodded, he also remembered that Ying Hao had mentioned this person once when he was in the hunting ground, and he remembered it after Yuan Bao said this.

Ying Xuan couldn't bear to learn martial arts, and he didn't forget to instruct him, "Hurry up and invite that Master Ma to the martial arts academy, remember, be respectful!" ”

The Yanwu Academy is a separate courtyard in the Winning Mansion, which is equipped with all kinds of weapons, even the shooting range and the competition platform, and the area of the entire Yanwu Academy accounts for one-fifth of the entire Winning Mansion, which can be seen to be wide.

This is not the first time Ying Xuan has come to the Yan Wu Academy, but it is definitely the first time to come to the Yan Wu Academy to practice martial arts!

When he stepped into the martial arts academy, Ying Xuan's heart fluttered when he looked at the various weapons placed on the quaint wooden frame. He stretched out his right hand and touched the cold weapons one by one, and his heart was excited.

In the end, Ying Xuan picked up a sword on a wooden frame and pulled it out, only to hear a sword sound suddenly sound!

"Bell!"

The long sword was unsheathed, a chilling cold light suddenly appeared, the sword was held in his hand, heavy, Ying Xuan always felt that a battle spirit in his heart couldn't stop climbing!

Seeing that there was no one around, Ying Xuan ran quickly to the martial arts stage with a sword, and danced wildly with a sword.

Whew!

The sharp blade arced through the air, cutting through the air and emitting a low sword sound.

The messy footwork with the chaotic swordsmanship looks very weird, if a swordsman will shake his head and laugh at this view, although this sword dance seems to be full of momentum, in fact, it is full of holes, it is really a chaotic dance.

When Ying Xuan's dance was in full swing, he didn't find that a middle-aged man had come to the stage of the martial arts.

"Ahem!"

The coughing sound woke up the excited Ying Xuan abruptly, and looked at the middle-aged man in the audience with an embarrassed expression.

Ying Xuan stood with his sword in his hand and asked, "Are you Master Ma?" ”

The middle-aged man walked decently and replied, "The subordinates are exactly!" ”

Ying Xuan knew that the martial artist was arrogant and arrogant, and he didn't put up a stand, and asked in a respectful tone, "I don't know how Master Ma's swordsmanship is, can you teach me?" ”

Master Ma nodded secretly and replied, "Swordsmanship is what I learned. It's just that I don't seem to have learned the method of breathing, if you just practice swordsmanship alone, your strength can't be unified, and it's difficult to achieve a small success. ”

Ying Xuan nodded after hearing this, but he didn't know what the difference between this breath method and the internal strength method written in martial arts novels was there, if he could shock a person ten meters away to death with one palm after learning it, and he could fly more than ten meters away with a slight jump.

"Then Master Yima means that I should practice the breath method first and then the sword art now?"

"The two can go hand in hand, and the method of breathing is also divided into upper, middle and lower, if you want to practice this flowing wind sword technique under the very high requirements for the method of breathing, the crape myrtle trick practiced by the eldest prince is a rare breath top, the second son may wish to practice!"

Ying Xuan said, "Since Mr. has already come, don't run in vain, maybe teach me this wind sword technique?" ”

Master Ma nodded, took a stainless steel long sword from the wooden frame and walked in front of Ying Xuan, and said, "It's difficult to understand the mystery of this swordsmanship just by practicing the style, the second son might as well play a few moves with me, and you can understand the essence of this swordsmanship." ”

Ying Xuan nodded, pointed his long sword straight at Master Ma, and rushed forward quickly.

The sharp blade stabbed at the sword, Master Ma turned his head slightly to the side, stretched out his index finger and flicked the sword body, which made Ying Xuan feel a huge force, and the long sword suddenly passed through a force into his arm, almost making the long sword in Ying Xuan's hand come out of his hand.

Master Ma took this opportunity to ride the wind with a sword and quickly stabbed over!

Ying Xuan didn't have time to make a move, so he took a few quick steps back, and then pulled his long sword back to block his chest.

As soon as Ying Xuan's sword returned to his chest, the stainless steel sword in Master Ma's hand had already stabbed straight over, and Ying Xuan hurriedly clenched the hilt of the sword and blocked it hard. The steel sword was slammed back when it was still an inch away from the blade, and with a twist of Master Ma's wrist, the steel sword struck at Ying Xuan's right arm from the bottom up.

"Poof!"

The tip of the stainless steel sword slashed across Ying Xuan's right arm, and the white clothes instantly flew out of a one-foot-long strip of cloth, but it did not hurt Ying Xuan for half a point.

Ying Xuan's heart trembled, and when he secretly sighed that Master Ma's swordsmanship was superb, the steel sword in Master Ma's hand shook abruptly and stabbed again, and the speed was even faster than Fang Cai.

Stunned, another piece of white cloth flew away, and Ying Xuan was frightened, and hurriedly held his sword to defend himself. At this time, Master Ma's sword was one point faster, like an all-pervasive breeze, no matter how Ying Xuan blocked it, he couldn't resist Master Ma's attack.

In less than a hundred breaths, Ying Xuan's white clothes were already in tatters, and there was no intact place on his body, and there were more than 100 strips of white cloth left everywhere on the stage!

Ying Xuan looked at the white stripes all over the ground in amazement, never thought that he had never even touched Master Ma's sword, and even more so in his heart, he said, "Master Ma's swordsmanship is superb, Ying Xuan worships!" I beg Master Ma to teach me this sword technique! ”

Master Ma flicked it with one hand, and the stainless steel sword swished, and fell directly on the wooden frame, and Zhengse said, "The sword is the ancestor of short soldiers, the king of a hundred soldiers." The so-called swordsmanship is meaningless to understand the way of swordsmanship. The inferior swordsmanship is stuck in one move and one style, and when fighting against people, the sword is not out, and the tricks are exhausted. Superior swordsmanship focuses on artistic conception, such as my flowing wind swordsmanship, which is like the wind, pervasive, seamless and non-drilling, but there is no move at all, so that the enemy is unexpectedly ahead of the curve, and it is difficult to win! ”

Ying Xuan listened to Master Ma's explanation on the side, his eyes flashed half confused, half in a trance, listening to what Master Ma said about the superior swordsmanship and the previous life Jin Dada's book of no tricks to win a move is somewhat similar, Ying Xuan felt a little understanding of the meaning, but after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't say it.

Ying Xuan asked suspiciously, "Ying Xuan is presumptuous!" Dare to ask Master Ma, the moves you have learned can be said, how to practice this flowing wind swordsmanship? ”

"I have a secret book of the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, which records the perception notes of the predecessors who have cultivated this sword technique in the past dynasties, as well as the basic moves of the eighteen Flowing Wind Sword Technique, and the son can know it at a glance."

Ying Xuan nodded, and then followed Master Ma to take the secret book of the Flowing Wind Sword Technique......

"Thank you Master Ma for the grace of martial arts!"

Ying Xuan held a book wrapped in blue fur, and after saluting Master Ma, he went to Ying Hao to ask for Ziwei tips.