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Lin Mo has always been timid and shy, even now in the face of his companions in this team who have been getting along and running in for a long time, sometimes he will curl up in the corner at every turn, not daring to look at others. Net.

It is said that her biggest flaw before was that she was prone to similar cowardice when fighting against others, so that she was obviously not bad at her own strength, and with her exquisite swordsmanship, she could even defeat those with higher cultivation levels, but she couldn't wield all her strength, resulting in defeat.

However, after defeating Luo Binbin in the academy selection competition, Lin Mo's symptoms improved a lot. At least as long as she stood in the arena, she could temporarily forget about her usual timid and shy self and focus entirely on the dual swords in her hands.

Even though Ning Yue, who was two levels higher, saw her serious appearance, her eyes began to be a little solemn. In the team, the usual run-in is only to cooperate with each other's drills, or dismantle drills, and there has never been such a head-to-head confrontation. For the three girls in this team, Ji Qianyou, Lin Mo, and Fang Huanlan, who didn't know each other before, his cognition is more about their performance on the field.

Among them, Lin Mo's swordsmanship, Ning Yue was deeply interested. Otherwise, there would not be the current one.

"Lin Mo, make a move, just treat me as your enemy and go all out. However, it's better to be merciful, just point to the end, how about it? ”

Ning Yue's words were embarrassing, and Du Yinyin waved her hand and shouted: "Lin Mo, despite being heavy-handed, Ning Yue's skin is rough and thick, and his recovery ability is far better than ordinary people, don't scruple." ”

"Hey, you're not praising me like that, you're actually hurting me!"

Turning his head and drinking, at this moment, a faint chill rose in Ning Yue's heart, and with a quick glance, he saw two slender cold lights flying in the air, and a petite figure quickly stepped on.

Lin Mo's sword has already made a move.

Zheng –

There was no time to think about it, the long sword in Ning Yue's palm trembled, and at the moment of the humming, several wisps of cold light jumped on the blade, and bursts of whistling wind suddenly roared, and the slightly twisting void revealed a surging sword wind airflow.

In the case that he didn't fully know Lin Mo's details, he didn't want to directly engage in hand-to-hand combat, so he naturally tried it first for the sake of safety. The power of the sword wind gradually increased with the increasing duration of the movement, and when it was suddenly cast, it was at this distance, and the power was not enough to cause much substantial damage to the Spirit Awakening Realm powerhouse.

But it's still easy to use for containment.

However, what Ning Yue didn't expect was that in the face of the surging wind that implied hundreds of slender sword qi, Lin Mo's attack did not stop even the slightest, and continued to approach. However, her path was a little different from before, and instead of coming straight away, she began to move to the left.

Ding——

In an instant, Lin Mo's right sword came out, and he picked up a sword blade that slashed the edge of the sword wind, and the sword blade that was suppressed by the strength of his wrist temporarily separated the sword wind in this small area. In this moment, she swooped down, forced her way through it, and the moment she touched the ground on her toes, she turned over and leaped again, her delicate body arched above the edge of the surging wind, almost grazing the edges.

In an instant, two staggered sword lights flew down in the air, and the moment Lin Mo turned over and jumped down, the dual swords in his hands finally knocked out the attack that had been gathering momentum for a long time.

Ping!

The blade was slanted on one side, Ning Yue resisted Lin Mo's slash for the first time, but suddenly appeared, one of the opponent's double sword attacks was actually a false move, and he continued to sink and did not stab out, but when he landed again, he was short along his body, and the tip of the sword was tilted to the ground, and then a nail hit him directly under his knee.

For a while, the sword in his hand was still resisting the opponent's right sword, Ning Yue had no other choice, and the five fingers of his left hand spread out and grabbed down, trying to lock Lin Mo's wrist. Unexpectedly, it seemed that the other party had already prepared, and the little hand twisted its five fingers to release the hilt of the sword, and with the help of the remaining power, the short sword turned around and turned on the back of her hand, and then directly stabbed at the palm of the left hand that Ning Yue grasped.

Since Ning Yue's palm grabbed it as quickly as possible, even if he caught a glimpse of the other party's change of move, he didn't have time to stop it at all. Moreover, Lin Mo's sword was also stabbing upward.

"Momo, stop!"

Not far away, Du Yinyin screamed, if this move hit, Ning Yue's left palm would definitely be pierced, even if it didn't leave sequelae, it would not be able to move freely for a short time.

Even, she closed her eyes in some panic, not daring to look at it, for fear of witnessing a bloody scene.

But Lin Mo, who was full of fighting spirit, didn't hear Twilight Yinyin's shouting at all, and his movements were even faster. But in the same way, Ning Yue's tricks are also changing, and he can't sit still.

Everything, only in the electric fire.

The left palm slammed to the side, almost grazing against the edge of the short sword's edge, and at the moment when Lin Mo twisted his hand and wanted to regain his grip on the hilt of the sword, Ning Yue took the lead and grabbed the opponent's three fingers with his backhand, and twisted it.

In an instant, the sharp pain hit Lin Mo, she snorted softly, but she didn't stop there, her little hand directly clasped Ning Yue's palm and shook it, as if two people were willing to hold each other. This is not her show of weakness, but she took the opportunity to clench her little hand and press it with force, her body rose up, and her left knee rose up and hit Ning Yue's chest.

Ning Yue snorted, took a big step, twisted his waist force, grabbed Lin Mo with one hand, lifted the whole person, and smashed it to the side.

Who knows, Lin Mo took this opportunity to withdraw the right sword that he was resisting, and the tip of the sword stabbed Ning Yue's left wrist with a slash, forcing him to let go. Then he turned over and fell, as if there was no gap, leaned over, and hit the opponent's lower abdomen with two swords.

Bite!

The long sword returned to defense, and the blade slanted against the opponent's left sword, and at the same moment, the front blade of the two swords collided slightly in the trembling, and the shaking sword tip continued to hit Lin Mo's right sword.

Ping!

One sword is worth two, and even Lin Mo finally changed color a little. Before she had time to think about it, Ning Yue's left hand passed through her dual swords, directly locked her throat, lifted her up again, and then smashed it to the side.

Boom!

This time, Lin Mo was hit and fell to the ground, but he did not admit defeat, and the two swords launched a counterattack as soon as possible. The cold light flashed, and the tip of the sword had already pressed against Ning Yue's left chest.

To be exact, the last half inch is still missing. Because, the sword that Ning Yue stabbed was above her snow-white side neck.

Winners and losers are known.

Seeing that the two of them finally stopped, Twilight Yinyin, who was squinting slightly, finally dared to open her eyes again, and she could catch her breath a few times, not her personal battle, but she was also shocked that some cold sweat broke out behind her back.

She could be sure that what Ning Yue said before was not a lie, he did come to Lin Mo to ask for swordsmanship. The swordsmanship styles of the two just now are six points similar.

Fast, ruthless, and even more unpredictable, the slightest carelessness may suffer heavy losses. In fact, there is no need to ask anything, just this battle, if you want to talk about the difference, it is that Lin Mo is more flexible with the help of his petite body. And Ning Yue relied on his own strength and forcibly broke the move twice to reduce his skill with strength.

"Or ...... You're amazing. ”

Lin Mo, who was lying on the ground, muttered softly, and soon, his cheeks flushed again.

With a dry cough, Ning Yue withdrew his sword, turned to the side, and replied, "However, in terms of agility, as well as the skills of dodging and finding flaws to change your moves, you are above me. If it weren't for the method of bending the blade that I stole in the last game, I am afraid that I would not be able to distinguish the winner from the move just now. ”

"In other words, you say that you are asking for advice, but in fact, you are planning to steal the teacher again?"

Stretching out her hand, Twilight Yinyin feigned anger and shouted, "Do you know what the origin of Momo's master is?" ”、

"It's okay, as long as I don't directly pass on the swordsmanship I learned, the master won't blame me. She also said that many strong people and sects are making a mistake, resting on their laurels, unwilling to improve the original martial arts, and only thinking about practicing them as they are. Therefore, I use the swordsmanship she taught to exchange ideas with other swordsmanship powerhouses, and she will not stop me. And when she left the frontier of all nations, she also told me that she wanted to see a wider world and continue to perfect her swordsmanship. ”

After getting up, Lin Mo shook his head again and again, put his two swords into the scabbard, held them with both hands and hung them in front of his lower abdomen, and bowed slightly to Ning Yue.

"Just now, thank you for your last trick."

"Huh? Did he show mercy? Twilight was stunned.

Lin Mo replied with certainty: "Yes." Otherwise, with his strength, just a fall like that would have stunned me temporarily, and it would have been impossible for me to fight back. I feel like I've learned something new from this fight. For example, in addition to relying on the sword, you can also incorporate some other tricks. I relied on my sword a lot, and I was completely vulnerable to it empty-handed. ”

Ning Yue said with a smile: "You are definitely humble, and the flying kick that rises up at that time is probably not small." But if you want to learn some hand-to-hand combat skills that can be used in swordsmanship, I can teach you. ”

"Really? So, is it okay now? ”

Suddenly, Lin Mo's face was expectant, and the timid flush slowly faded in his cheeks.

"Of course. However, I still have some questions that I would like to ask you. ”

"Okay, we are teachers from each other, and this is what my master taught me at the beginning."

Next, Du Yinyin felt that she was simply redundant, watching Lin Mo and Ning Yue explain while analogy, and from time to time she also took out a few more moves with her sword, and chatted very closely.

Even, the interest of the two lasted until dark, until dinner, there was still some reluctance, and finally it was Du Yinyin who dragged Lin Mo's collar and forcibly dragged her away.

Looking at Twilight Yinyin with a warning on her face, Ning Yue shook her head and smiled helplessly. Soon, my heart was full of joy.

He got a lot of what he wanted. Next, it is to slowly understand and understand. As long as you close your eyes, you can even see dozens of figures changing and practicing different swordsmanship, coming and going like the wind, changing like electricity.

"Suddenly, I still have a lot to learn, not high-level martial arts, but ...... Sure enough, the new talent is right, and any opponent or teammate can learn from them skills that I don't know or that I am not proficient in. ”

Night.

The two swords were placed together on the table, and Ning Yue closed his eyes and pondered.

There was no need to touch the sword again, what he had to do now was to digest the newly acquired concept of skill and truly use it for himself. is not a complete imitation of Lin Mo's tricks, because the two are different in all aspects, the tricks are not completely applicable, what needs to be done is to gradually assimilate, dyed with their own unique style.

At the same moment, in the room at the other end of the corridor, Lin Mo was doing the same thing. She had been sitting quietly with her eyes closed for a long time, her twin swords in the sheath on one side, not touching.

Time was passing, the night was getting deeper, and I don't know how long it was, a pair of willow eyebrows were slightly upturned, and a hint of surprise flashed in the beautiful eyes that were reopened.

Excitedly, he reached out to grab the double swords on the side, and suddenly, Lin Mo's movements froze.

In the void, a faint fluctuation of sword qi quietly spread. However, it wasn't her twin swords.

Soon, she snorted softly and said with a smile: "It seems that you have also succeeded......"