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"The sword technique handed down by the ancestors is called "Dugu Nine Swords", which is divided into ......"

On the martial arts field, Lin Zixin has begun to teach a group of little guys swordsmanship, but he himself has not yet understood the essence of it, so he can only follow the sword score distributed by Lin Junhao and talk about it according to the script.

Looking at the confused expressions on the faces of most people, Lin Zixin sighed slightly in his heart, although he was not optimistic that these little guys would be able to learn this sword technique in a short period of time, but he still had to meticulously carry out the tasks assigned by the head of the family.

After Lin Zixin briefly introduced the Dugu Nine Swords, he began to teach the general tips to everyone.

The original general recipe of Dugu Jiujian was more than 3,000 words, and the content was not coherent, although Lin Tianheng made some optimizations when he pushed it back, but it was not something that ordinary people could memorize in a while.

Lin Zixin passed the sword for the first time today, and he didn't think that these little guys would be able to remember it immediately, so after he recited it three times, he began to talk about the detailed uses of specific moves such as sword breaking style and sword breaking style.

"Brother, have you memorized the general tips of swordsmanship?" The girl with the sword in her hand frowned and looked at her brother.

"Don't make a noise." The brocade-robed young man snorted, and continued to chant words in his mouth, as if he was reciting the Dugu Nine Swords General Technique.

The girl pursed her lips and looked away, but saw Lin Ziqing holding her short sword in the air with her own care.

"It's just pretending." The girl snorted and looked back again.

"Say, which of the two of them is the real kendo genius?" Lin Tianheng asked Lin Junying, the brocade-robed boy and Lin Ziqing were indeed the most eye-catching among the group of people who scratched their ears and cheeks.

The young man was Lin Yihui, the grandson of the head of the family, who was smart and clever since he was a child, and his memory was particularly outstanding, and it is said that when he was less than four years old, he could recite more than 100 poems. Now at the age of fourteen, he is still half a step away from entering the acquired realm. Lin Junying said.

"I've met once." Lin Tianheng bowed his head lightly, and Lin Yihui was among the first batch of disciples at the peak of body refining he saw, but because his appearance was slightly inferior to Lin Zicong, he regretted not being selected.

"That's why you chose this Lin Zihui." Lin Tianheng said with a smile.

"The subordinates don't dare to speak up." Lin Junying said that he just reported the situation he knew truthfully.

"You." Lin Tianheng shook his head and sighed, Lin Jun Shadow is as his name suggests, he has been in the dark for a long time, as if he has really become a shadow.

"Then keep watching." After that, Lin Tianheng set his sights back on the martial arts arena.

Lin Yihui consciously realized the mystery of the general formula, and suddenly pulled out the sword, the sword sound was clear, and the sword light was like water, even if it was placed in the hands of an innate martial artist, it could be regarded as a good sword.

Lin Yihuifu drew his sword, which instantly attracted everyone's attention, but he didn't care, and stabbed out with a sword, which contained ninety-six changes, although it was far from the three hundred and sixty changes in the first move, but it was already outstanding among a group of little guys who rubbed their hands and didn't know what to do.

In an instant, almost everyone cast envious glances, except for Lin Ziqing, who was still holding his head down and waving a wooden sword indiscriminately.

"Brother, you're so amazing." Lin Yihui's sibling sister Lin Yihui is his loyal little fan sister.

"Yihui, have you memorized the general trick?" Lin Zixin ran over to confirm.

"Most of it, after all, the recipe is too long, and it takes daily review to achieve it." Lin Yihui was modest in his mouth, but the expression on his face was extremely proud.

"This sword is very good." Lin Zixin nodded and said, "It's just that we still need to continue to work hard and strive to remember all the changes, after all, if you forget one of the three hundred and sixty changes in the first move, the later moves will be wrong." ”

"I understand, thank you for your advice." Lin Yihui hugged his fists.

Hearing Lin Zixin's words, Lin Ziqing suddenly pursed her lips, but this scene happened to be seen by Lin Yihui, who was honored.

"Aunt Ziqing, what do you mean by this pouting, is there something wrong with what the teacher said?" Lin Yihui walked to Lin Ziqing's side with a smile and said, looking very polite on the surface, but a hint of strangeness flashed in his eyes.

"I didn't." Lin Ziqing said in a sullen voice, this was the first thing she said after coming to the martial arts arena.

"I can see it clearly, why should Aunt Ziqing deny it. Presumably, you must have an understanding of the "Dugu Nine Swords", so it is better to use it to open everyone's eyes. Lin Yihui teased.

As soon as Lin Yihui said this, many people immediately echoed her, after all, she is the granddaughter of the head of the family, and her status among the friends is still very high.

Lin Ziqing just lowered her head, tightly grasped the hilt of the wooden sword in her hand, and silently responded to everyone's various eyes.

Seeing this scene, Lin Tianheng's eyes froze, and the otherworldly version of campus violence actually appeared in his Lin family, which really made him angry.

"Lin Yihui!" Without waiting for Lin Tianheng to fly down to stop him, Lin Zixin took the lead in opening his mouth.

"Today we have learned a new swordsmanship, and I want to learn a lesson or two with Aunt Ziqing, I wonder if the teacher can agree?" Lin Yihui gave a salute, looking very sincere.

"This ......" Lin Zixin suddenly made a difficulty, learning is a common time among the juniors of the Lin family, and even the family encourages the juniors to grow up in the competition, and he has no legitimate reason to stop Lin Yihui's request for learning.

"Yihui!" Lin Yihui seemed to think that Lin Yihui had gone too far, so his little face darkened and he scolded in a low voice.

Lin Yihui winked at Lin Yihui, and then said, "Teacher, don't worry, since Aunt Ziqing likes to use wooden swords, then I will also use wooden swords to ensure that I can't hurt anyone." ”

"Lin Ziqing, are you willing to accept Lin Yihui's challenge?" Lin Zixin looked at Lin Ziqing, as long as Lin Ziqing refused to fight, Lin Yihui would not be able to force him.

When Lin Yihui heard this, of course she understood Lin Zixin's intention to maintain Lin Ziqing, and she couldn't help but feel a little bored.

Just when everyone thought that Lin Ziqing, who had always been silent and timid, would refuse, they heard her say three words heavily: "I am willing." ”

Hearing Lin Ziqing accept her challenge, Lin Yihui was slightly stunned at first, and then smiled, and she was already thinking about how to bully Lin Ziqing.

'She hasn't practiced any body refining exercises at all, so how can she be my opponent.' Dare to be disrespectful to her brother, this time she must make a big fool of her. Lin Yihui said secretly.

Lin Ziqing was thinking back to a conversation she overheard early this morning.

"The ancestor passed down a swordsmanship, saying that he wanted to select the swordsmanship geniuses in the clan. I heard that if you learn swordsmanship, you will be able to get the opportunity to meet the ancestor and soar. ”

"It's a pity that I practiced swords, so I could only miss this great opportunity in vain."

"You can pull it down, isn't it a genius who doesn't have points in his heart!"

'I must see the Ancestor! Lin Ziqing clenched her silver teeth, and her mother's pale face on the sickbed came to mind.

This kind of thing is the most eye-catching, especially the two girls, one is the granddaughter of the head of the family, and the other is a recognized weirdo, the martial arts arena quickly became lively, and even some disciples who did not practice swords came over to watch.

A large group of people formed a large circle, Lin Ziqing and Lin Yihui stood opposite each other in the center, each holding a wooden short sword in their hands, and the battle was about to break out.

"Aunt Ziqing, please advise." Lin Yihui pretended to salute, and there seemed to be mockery in his eyes.

"Please." Lin Ziqing cherished words like gold, and the moment she raised her head, she actually gave people a powerful oppressive force, and there seemed to be a sword light flashing in her pair of crystal eyes.

"Pick up!" Lin Yihui was frightened by Lin Ziqing's gaze, and after she woke up, she felt that she had lost face, so she took the lead in attacking.

Although he used a wooden sword, Lin Yihui was a martial artist in the late stage of body refining, and he slashed with a sword, breaking the air loudly, which was enough to break his muscles and bones.

Lin Ziqing didn't react at all to this rushing sword, as if she was scared stupid, if she let this sword hit, she would probably break a few ribs.

"Not good!" Seeing this, Lin Zixin's pupils immediately shrank, Lin Yihui clearly said that he was learning swordsmanship, but he didn't want to make a heavy move as soon as he made a move.

However, Lin Ziqing and Lin Yihui were too close to each other, and this sword came too fast and fast, even if Lin Zixin was new to the innate, he couldn't rescue him at a distance of dozens of zhang.

"Nonsense!" Lin Yihui let out a low roar, clenching his fists tightly, only hoping that his delicate sister would not make any big trouble.

Lin Yihui saw that Lin Ziqing did not dodge, avoid or block, and suddenly felt a little flustered in her heart, she just wanted to teach Lin Ziqing a lesson, but she really didn't want to seriously hurt the other party.

Lin Yihui's heart was in turmoil, and her sword was naturally messed up.

At this moment, Lin Ziqing suddenly moved, the wooden sword in her hand was like a spirit snake spitting out a letter, stabbing Lin Yihui's wrist at an extremely tricky angle, completely ignoring defense and dodging, some only attacked, only attacked, not defended, Dugu Nine Swords!

"Good swordsmanship! Good understanding! Lin Tianheng laughed, the sword genius that the system said should have been found!