138, Han Ying is in distress
After the meal, a few people went to the old house to see Uncle Yu in the evening, but they still didn't see anyone as usual, Uncle Qing said that Uncle Yu left a message for them not to go over recently, and he would go to them if there was something.
Feng Wanwan felt that Uncle Yu probably did something big, for fear that it would affect her, otherwise why would he let her move and not let her come to him.
Helplessly, the two returned to the new house, the martial arts training ground in the new house has recently become Feng Wanwan's favorite place, Chang Kun has also become her best sparring opponent, and she is about to participate in the martial arts test, and the two of them have to spend several hours here every day.
The martial arts training ground is located in the westernmost part of the new house, surrounded by a white wall, behind the wall is a path leading to the academy square, Feng Wanwan once went to explore the road when he was bored with Chang Kun, the southeast and northwest roads of the house were explored by the two of them when they were bored these days, in Chang Kong's words, if he had to run that day, he could still know where to run.
"Senior brother, do you use a knife or a sword today?" Feng Wanwan looked at the weapon shelves on the side of the courtyard.
"Does it make a difference if I use a knife or a sword?" Chang Kong's resentful woman's face came out again, whether he used a knife or a sword, without exception, he was picked by his junior sister three or two, since Feng Wanwan advanced, he has not gone through fifty moves under her completely.
"There is a difference, if you use a knife, I will prepare ten moves to deal with you, and I will use a sword to make three moves." Raise your eyebrows late and evening.
"IāI use the sword." Chang Kun angrily pulled out his long sword and slashed at Feng Wanwan, Feng Wanwan dodged over, did not take the sword, and made a move with Chang Kun empty-handed, looking at the resentful woman of the senior brother, he accompanied him with a few more moves today.
For a while, I saw the sound of Chang Kun's '......' sword dance in the courtyard, and the sound of occasionally kicking Chang Kun during the dodge of the night.
"Senior sister, if you don't play like this, you're too fast." Chang Kun was abused very badly, and his resentment became heavier.
"Well, then I'll have fun." Feng Wanwan pulled out the soft sword and officially dismantled it with Chang Kun.
After only a few moves, Chang Kun was defeated, Chang Kun angrily threw away the 'Yan Fei' in his hand and shouted directly to the ground: "Don't play, bully." ā
"Senior brother, have you heard of the world's martial arts, everything is unbreakable, only fast is not broken, your Feng stop swordsmanship is very good, but the speed is slow, and if the speed is slow, people will find loopholes." It was rare to say to Chang Kong in a serious way.
"Wait...... What does it mean that the world's martial arts, unbreakable, and unbreakable? Chang Kun asked.
"That is to say, any martial arts in the world has its own shortcomings, no matter how good the defense is, there are also ways to crack it, as long as the speed of awareness, attack, defense, and response changes is much higher than that of the other party, it is bound to be easy! In layman's terms, it is a quick attack, so that the opponent is tired of parrying, has no power to fight back, forces it to show its flaws, and then wins. Feng Wanwan concluded in combination with the martial arts he had seen before.
"That's right, junior sister, refined, isn't there a slow victory over fast?" Chang Kun is a little decadent, no matter how fast he practiced, he couldn't beat his junior sister faster.
"Yes, I have heard of a kind of martial arts that is to fight fast with slowness and overcome rigidity with softness....."
"What, what? Hurry up and listen to my sister. Before Feng Wanwan's words were finished, Chang Kun suddenly reunited with blood and jumped up from the ground.
"Senior brother, you should take a mirror to look at your face now......" Although Feng Wanwan looked at it with contempt in his eyes, he still said some theories he knew: "I heard that there is a kind of martial arts called 'Tai Chi', which is to fight fast with slowness and overcome rigidity with softness, but the premise is to anticipate the enemy's opportunity, otherwise it is useless to be slow, if you attack me, your punch is very strong, if I am really hit, I have to vomit blood, but I expected that you would make this punch, intercept your wrist first, can you still attack this punch?" "Seal the night and demonstrate it with action.
The wrists were all grabbed, how to punch, Chang Kun seemed to have an understanding, re-grasped the sword, and gestured to himself, Feng Wanwan didn't bother him, and walked to the courtyard wall alone to practice.
Time passed minute by minute, the sky gradually darkened, Feng Wan saw that Chang Kong was still practicing, so he didn't bother, a person jumped out of the wall, walked towards the academy square, before he reached the square, he saw a figure hit him.
Feng Wanwan subconsciously flashed, and the person who hit him fell to the ground all of a sudden.
Then two more masked men chased after him, and when they saw that there was suddenly one more person, they were a little surprised: "I advise you not to meddle in your affairs, otherwise don't blame us for being polite." ā
A masked man threatened.
"Yo, yo, yo, I'm so scared!" Feng Wanwan was worried that there was no one to spar, so she sent two at once, how could she not accept the gift, otherwise God would not agree.
Pulled out the soft sword and directly used one against two, the martial arts of these two people were not as powerful as their mouths, and they were left behind by Feng Wanwan before they could fight a few times.
The two of them sat down on the ground, and as they retreated, they said in horror: "You, do you know who we are? Be careful that my master finds you......"
"I don't want to know who you are, and of course I won't let your master know who I am, so I can only ask you to go down and find someone to drink tea." Feng Wanwan said 'swish' with two swords, ending the lives of the two.
Now that Uncle Yu is busy, she doesn't want to cause any more trouble, so she can only stop talking.
"As for you, I don't want to know who you are, you go!" Feng Wanwan said to the person who hit her on the ground.
"I, I know you, I'm Han Ying, we talked a few days ago, don't you know?" The people on the ground trembled and stood up against the wall.
"Han Ying?" Feng Wanwan thought about it for a while, but couldn't remember this person.
"A few days ago, I was in the square in front of me, you said that you were here to travel, Xueyou, I remember your voice and figure, thank you for saving me, I Han Ying will never forget, if you have a place to find me in the future, you can go to the Han family on Houlin Street to find me." Han Ying said and wanted to go out.
Forget it, save people and save them to the end, Feng Wanwan looked at her walking one step and three steps, and stepped forward to support her: "Let's go, go to my house and take a rest." ā
Five minutes later, Feng Wanwan put her arms around Han Ying's waist, flew up the courtyard wall, and fell into the courtyard, Chang Kun finally returned to normal, seeing that Feng Wanwan had brought someone back, he hurriedly stepped forward to check: "Senior sister, are you going to do human trafficking business?" ā
"Don't talk nonsense, come up and help."
"Senior sister, she, she's a woman, what if she supplied me" Chang Kun was afraid, this woman in Fengguo was like a tigress, seeing one and catching another, he had nothing to do in the past few days and had seen many robbers of people's men.
However, he only saw the first half, but did not see the second half, the second half was the tigress who threw away a lot of dowry after grabbing people, and the man's parents smiled after getting the dowry.
"You think you look like a fairy, everyone loves you!" Feng Wanwan glanced at Chang Kun disdainfully, and helped Han Ying to walk to the nearest courtyard.
Chang Kong cautiously followed.