The swordsman's name is Wang Wei, a famous master in the Jiangnan area, and he is now thirty years old.

Looking at the Royal Highness of the prince in front of him, who has only practiced martial arts, he now has the heart to jump into the river, and it took him three years to move from the third grade to the second grade! What kind of hard work and effort he has spent in these three years, and only he knows the bitterness. But now this young man who is only twenty years old has risen from less than the ninth rank to the second rank in just one month, this kind of thing is simply appalling, even the monsters on the martial arts list are tempered layer by layer, where is it like this highness directly kicked the ladder?

The three little masters who can walk sideways in Jiangnan all have dark faces, shameful!

Huang Qing was still a little stunned when he heard that he was already in the second-grade realm, but when he thought about it carefully, didn't he break ten armor to break the third grade? But why did he say that he was second-grade?

This is because of the momentum he has just shown, practicing martial arts during the day, and there are beauties who open a small stove for themselves at night. Zhang Taozhi can be said to be extremely dedicated to Huang Qing, without hiding his selfishness, from the most basic to the most basic qi and qi in the body, and as big as the mental formula. For Huang Qing alone, if he wants to ponder these things, no matter how much he remembers them, he always has to have a time to digest them, but this girl next to him is a master, Huang Qing whenever he encounters difficulties, in front of Zhang Taozhi's small mouth, the upper and lower lips are closed, and this difficulty is self-defeating.

Huang Qing didn't go through the detour, but even if Huang Qing was the only martial arts wizard in ten thousand, he would never be able to do such a terrifying point as a leap to the eighth grade.

Huang Qing pondered for a while, and then suddenly remembered that at the moment when he had just taken out the knife, there was a rush from the lower dantian and went straight to the upper dantian. It's just that I was so absorbed in the knife in my hand that I didn't pay much attention to it at the time. Looking back now, this kind of anger is similar to the feeling of being on fire in His Highness's Mansion that night, except that the sword under the crotch did not stand up.

What an old Taoist, this thing has to be done like this.

"Brother Wang, Fang is my gaffe. Huang Qing bowed deeply, although what he said was not wrong, but it was really hurtful. Huang Qing didn't have any arrogance, but apologized very sincerely.

Wang Wei was stunned when he saw this, and hurriedly helped Huang Qing up and said continuously: "There is nothing wrong with His Royal Highness's words, it is rare for a son to enter the second grade in one step." It's just that Wang is not good at learning. ”

Huang Qing smiled slightly and said: "Brother Wang said that he was joking, my son is also a newborn calf, and his actual combat experience is also zero. This mouthful of Brother Wang is kinder than anyone else, and the trace of displeasure in Wang Wei's heart has long been blown away by Huang Qing's breath.

Wang Wei smiled and said, "Your Highness, don't torture me." See you under the knife?"

"See the truth under the knife!" The two looked at each other and smiled, as if as Huang Qing said that night, the two would eventually meet on the battlefield in the future.

The other two little grandmasters all nodded, secretly saying that although His Royal Highness the Third Prince has a reputation for being a gentleman, he is very peaceful in dealing with people and has no royal shelf, and his talent is absolutely unlimited!

I saw that in the center of the open space, Huang Qing and Wang Wei each carried a knife, and everyone was looking forward to what kind of wonderful performance His Royal Highness the prince who had just stepped into the martial arts.

Wang Wei pressed the knife in his hand, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Although His Royal Highness the Third Prince showed his amazing talent in martial arts, on this road, he could not eat all the heavens with talent alone. For example, the demon old monster who is sixth on the martial arts list specializes in killing young offspring with amazing talent, and has no martial arts. Therefore, the more talented you are, the easier it is to die, but more because your own spirit is very high and you can't stand the setbacks. With Huang Qing's identity and talent, Wang Wei was afraid that His Royal Highness, the young and vigorous Third Prince, would underestimate the heroes of the world and suffer a big loss in the future, so he had a sense of reminding. Of course, this kind of reminder has to be based on his own victory over Huang Qing, if he can't even do this, his sword will be in vain.

Huang Qing's eyes were slightly open, and his eyes were closed, his eyes were opened to prevent the opponent from being taken by surprise, and his eyes were closed to reconcile his mind and slow down his breathing.

As the girl said, the realm of her own two products is all rushed up by the essence accumulated by the rhubarb gate, and this inner family cultivation pays attention to every step of the way, and there are no decades of water grinding kung fu, let alone the realm of the avenue that can resonate with the qi of heaven and earth. But such as Huang Qing's wild path can be regarded as a kind of accumulation, the meridians of the large and small points in the body are sharpened but they are extremely full, and if you don't do it, you will have to fork it. Therefore, the most important thing for Huang Qing now is to consolidate this "rice field", and now that Qianmo has opened, how to consolidate it has to rely on himself to experience.

The two edges intersect, and the touch retreats.

It was just a temptation from both sides, and Huang Qing figured out the gap between his own strength and that of the other party.

In the end, it is a real little grandmaster, and it is indeed a grade higher than his own cheap second-grade realm, especially the angle of his knife, walking close to the blade, like a swimming snake, which makes Huang Qing's body lose seven points.

"It's difficult!" Huang Qingjian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he simply gave up the mentality of wanting to win, but instead honed his outer kung fu.

"Your Royal Highness, are you feeding me?" Although these words were bitter, Wang Wei smiled with a smile on his face, and he was not afraid that his skills would be stolen by Huang Qing, if this is the case, then he can be regarded as half of Huang Qing's master, and he will have face when he says it in the future, right?

With a knife swept back, Huang Qing smiled slightly and said, "Brother Wang, don't be petty, you haven't used your ability to press the bottom of the box yet." ”

Wang Wei's eyes showed a touch of appreciation, and the two had intersected for more than 50 years, from being repeatedly suppressed at the beginning to gradually moving back to disadvantage later, and occasionally there would be a stunning performance. Although he will not force himself out with all his strength, but if he has another fifty, Wang Wei will have to think about it. Especially the body of His Royal Highness the Third Prince, which is far away and long, has only changed his breath until now, although he is only in his thirties, but at this time he has already given birth to a terrifying feeling of the afterlife.

The old gas has been exhausted, the new gas has not been born, and it is often the most dangerous time, so when the master duel is evenly matched, it is necessary to see whose qi is longer, if you can seize the opportunity of the opponent to ventilate, then a move can determine the victory or defeat.

But Huang Qing and Wang Wei are not a life-and-death contest, this more teaching contest is more for Huang Qing to experience and feel.

One breath has passed, and both of them have a new breath.

Wang Wei grinned, returned the knife to the sheath, and then took out the knife.

What seemed to be an extra move made the other two little grandmasters look shocked.

"Whale swallow!" the two agreed.

Although Jin Chen, the master of the Golden Gun Gate, uses a gun, he is no stranger to this trick at all.

The knife in Wang Wei's hand is called "Whale Swallow".

He is also famous for his one-handed whale swallowing skills, and the martial arts are all the way to the same end, and in the end, they all pay attention to their own spirit, such as their own golden gun, a hundred birds and a phoenix are only born to a hundred birds It is difficult to produce a true phoenix, what is lacking is this meaning, which is also the dragon gate that he has been pursuing.

Goodbye Wang Wei, when the knife was drawn, the stubborn stones under his feet cracked, the strong grass bent his waist, and his breath continued to rise.

Huang Qing squinted his eyes and couldn't help but swallow.

Zhang Taozhi couldn't help shouting: "Childe..."

Huang Qing shook his head slightly, signaling Zhang Taozhi not to interfere, although he obviously felt that this knife was likely to kill him, but he really wanted to know if he could catch this knife.

"Brother Wang, don't keep your hands!" The corners of Huang Qing's mouth were slightly upturned, his feet were rooted, and a knife was crossed his chest.

Wang Wei smiled, pulled out a knife completely, held the handle of the knife back, and broke through the air with a knife.

Just like the name of whale swallowing, the giant whale goes out to sea and swallows the mountains.