Chapter 11: The Artist Wins

Since being punished that day, Zhi Ning and Hongdou have been relegated to the firewood house for nearly half a month. Although it is nominally called a firewood house, in fact, it is not completely living with firewood and charcoal, but only a small house next to the firewood room for storing winter, the place is not big, fortunately, the two of them do not have much luggage, just to be able to shelter from the wind and rain.

At this moment, it is the month of wax, and the bamboo cutting practice arranged by the old man has been completed, and by the last day, no matter what method is used, everyone has been able to cut ten bamboos. By the end of the day, five days ago, everyone had begun to practice swordsmanship. But what is unexpected is that the three people of Zhining, who were originally outstanding among the teenagers, have not yet completed the bamboo cutting practice, and the three people who can complete the practice with only the last one left have not advanced but retreated, and it is said that they have only completed the eighth bamboo to this day. And what's even more strange is that among the three, Shen Sansan, the mute girl who completed the fastest earlier, only cut the fourth root at this time, and this news is now a topic that all the teenagers will discuss during their daily meals.

"Sister Yunlan, what the hell do you say about those three people, if you say that they have a thin foundation, but many people here can barely finish cutting down the bamboo with the surname Shen. Why are they cutting less and less of themselves? The plump girl beside Li Yunlan asked vaguely with food in her mouth.

Before Li Yunlan could speak, a girl next to her rushed to speak: "Xu is that the three of them are too much in the limelight, and the hall master can't get used to it, so I was afraid of this surnamed Shen that day, and I didn't dare to show off anymore." ”

"Don't mention that day again, I still have pain in my body when I think about it."

"yes, yes. Thanks to the fact that he didn't leave a scar, otherwise he wouldn't have seen anyone in the future. ”

didn't dare to swagger, and heard the heated discussion of the girls around him. After not saying a word for a long time, as if they were concentrating on eating, Li Yunlan and the fine-eyed girl Qiao'er invariably raised their heads and glanced at each other, and smiled knowingly.

After three days, Shen Shiyi was young and strong, and he finished cutting ten bamboos before Zhining and the two.

Another day, with a little help from Shen Shiyi, Hongdou also completed the bamboo cutting, and the two of them were able to practice swordsmanship with everyone. At this point, only Zhi Ning remained in the sixth root for a long time. In the eyes of others, this girl who had good talent earlier is now often taken care of by the master in the evening class, and the rest of the time has fallen behind everyone. At first, some girls who were still good friends with Zhining often comforted them, but when they saw that Zhining couldn't go any further for a long time, everyone gradually forgot about this Chu Zhongyong.

Others can't understand Zhi Ning, but Shen Shiyi and Hongdou were retrained after being comforted by Zhi Ning. The two knew that Zhi Ning was hardworking, but they were still a little afraid that Zhi Ning would fall too far behind others, and when there was no one in the firewood room, they often demonstrated the swordsmanship they learned in the practice to Zhi Ning, although Zhi Ning didn't look at it every time, but they couldn't withstand the persuasion of the two alternately, and they got used to it later.

On this day, Hongdou and Shen Shiyi fed each other with a single-edged bamboo sword in the firewood courtyard, and the two of them were very slow to learn and practice, and they couldn't stop shouting the name of the sword move. Zhi Ning watched interestingly from the sidelines, holding a small firewood stick in his hand and waving it, when he saw the red bean suddenly use a soft breeze and willow trick, Shen Shiyi was a little overwhelmed, and suddenly remembered a move in his heart, and hurriedly picked up Shen Shiyi's downed bamboo sword from the ground, signaling Hongdou to use the same trick against himself as just now. But Hongdou has just practiced for a few days, but it was just a sudden change of move, at this time, it was a little difficult for her to make a single move, Hongdou frowned, and didn't know how to make a move for a while, and when she looked up again, she saw Zhining's unfamiliar action of raising her sword, and she was slightly nervous in the face of herself, and she couldn't help but play with her sex, and she didn't think about what Zhining said just now. Straightening his sword forward, he stabbed out a few swords, but he hit Zhi Ning, who was just about to use a new move, was embarrassed.

Fortunately, Zhi Ning has been watching the feeding moves for two days, and after a bit of panic, he also stabilized his mood, and imitated Shen Shiyi's sword move just now. At this time, I heard Hongdou suddenly shout: "Third sister, the soft breeze is blowing willows." Just like he had just made a move with Shen Shiyi, the sudden move changed, and he gently picked up the bamboo sword in Zhi Ning's hand, flipped his wrist, and stabbed it at Zhi Ning's armpit.

It's finally here.

I saw that Zhi Ning also sank slightly with his right shoulder, and his right arm bent outwards slightly, and suddenly caught the bamboo sword from the red bean thorn, and when the red bean's wrist contracted a few times and was about to draw the sword outward, Zhi Ning's originally clamped right arm was loosened and the red bean flashed back. At this time, Zhi Ning's right foot took half a step back, his feet rose off the ground, and he held the bamboo sword in both hands to make a chopping action and leaped down. When Hongdou, who had just almost fallen down to stabilize his body, looked up again, he saw a bamboo sword falling vertically from the sky, and he couldn't dodge, and Hongdou, who secretly screamed in his heart, could only raise the wooden sword to parry. There was a sound of bamboo colliding, and then when the sound of a wooden sword falling to the ground sounded, the bamboo sword in Hongdou's hand had fallen to the ground.

In the courtyard, Hongdou and Shen Shiyi raised their heads and looked stunned.

"Third sister, what kind of trick are you? Why are you growing faster than me before you learn swordsmanship? ”

"Yes, sister, teach me what tricks this is."

In the courtyard, the two pestered Zhining for a long time and did not let go.

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In the middle of the month, Shen Shiyi and Hongdou Zhining, who had finished practicing on this day, gathered in the firewood courtyard again. Shen Shiyi, who is always smiling on weekdays, looks a little sullen today.

Zhi Ning was still cutting bamboo at the moment, and when he saw a little strange Shen Shiyi, he turned his head sideways and asked Hongdou with a gesture, "Eleven, what's wrong today?" ”

"He, when the hall master taught swordsmanship today, he was severely reprimanded by the hall master for the slashing trick you asked him to do half a month ago, and he was competing with himself at this time." Azuki said with a smile.

"Trained? Why? Zhi Ning asked with a gesture. He looked down at Shen Shiyi in a daze, turned his back and made a small gesture.

Hongdou also glanced at Shen Shiyi, and whispered: "Today, Eleven used that trick in front of the hall master, and the hall master reprimanded him and said that he was using a bamboo sword at the moment, and he could still use his right arm to clamp it. When he was facing the enemy, if the enemy had used a sharp sword, he would have cut off his right arm. But Eleven was not convinced, saying that if he had great strength, how could the enemy draw his sword. The hall master asked who taught him this trick, and Eleven insisted that he realized it when he fed it to me. was kicked by the hall master and chewed mud. Although Hongdou said quietly, his shrugging shoulders could barely hide the smile in his heart at this moment.

Even Zhi Ning almost lost his laughter.

The two coaxed for a long time, and the smile of Shen Shiyi, who was so coaxed, reappeared.

But what Hongdou and Eleven didn't know was that today's remarks made Zhi Ning have a strong interest in swordsmanship.

On this day, Zhi Ning finished cutting down the bamboo early, and she quietly crouched in the forest after choosing a secret location in advance. However, after a long time, the training ground was already full of people. The teenagers lined up, two meters apart from each other on the left and right, and each holding a bamboo sword in his hand had begun to practice. After practicing about two sticks of incense, the blue-clothed hall master and the young hall master Lan Yi appeared, and with a wave of his right hand, the young people's array suddenly became two and two opposites, practicing against each other.

Zhi Ning was in a high place at the moment, and when he looked down, he saw that the hands of the young people in the cultivation hall were changing a lot, and even some of the slightly larger movements would affect the other two people around. But Na Lanyi wandered around from time to time, unaffected in the slightest, and when he saw someone who was not moving well, he didn't speak, but only stepped forward to separate the two of them, and then stood aside to demonstrate. The person who turned out to be not moving well immediately compared with the opponent again. Zhi Ning, who had never seen such a formation, was also excited when he looked at it from the side, and at this time he was thinking in his heart: If I don't drag it anymore, I will hand over the bamboo.

Zhi Ning weighed in his heart, and the old man in blue on the cultivation ground had stopped training against everyone.

I only heard the old man in blue say aloud: "Now the season is approaching the end of the year, and you have been on the island for nearly a year, and you have been practicing for ten days. This person needs to compete in the art meeting in two months, and his mind is the best of the best. Wang'er waited for it to do it himself. As he spoke, he raised his eyes and looked around at the crowd.

Hearing what the hall master said, the crowd in the audience suddenly boiled.

Zhining, who was lying in the forest from a high place, heard this, and his heart was also happy: If he becomes this consul, he will not have to worry about Li Yunlan and others for the time being. Looks like I'm going to have to hand over the bamboo tomorrow. Zhining, who was excited, didn't know that he could barely keep his breathing steady just now. At this moment, my mind suddenly moved, but my breath was completely chaotic.

At this time, I only heard a light "huh" from the audience. Zhining, who woke up in an instant, secretly screamed badly.

On the field, the old man in blue and the young hall master Lan Yi had already turned their heads to look in their direction.

It's going to be bad.