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Ling Yue spread out her palm, and with a whoosh, a long sword flew out of the sword box and was held between her palms, and then she continued: "Let's start, I'll practice it first; Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Between the words, Lingyue's long sword pointed forward, and the whole person instantly became sharp. The footsteps of the body moved with the momentum of the sword, and Lingyue's body was ethereal, like catkins in the wind. The sword momentum is circulating, and the moves are thrilling, but Ling Yue herself walks idly and twists her body as if she were dancing.

Mo Yi was dazzled, and he suddenly came back to his senses after his senior sister finished performing it. couldn't help but exclaim: "Senior sister, you are so beautiful, just like a goddess!"

Knocking on the door of Mo Yi's head again, Ling Yue couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and said, "It's not serious to be so young, have you ever seen a goddess?"

"Uh, I'm telling the truth, I've never seen a goddess, but I think my sister is definitely more beautiful than her. Mo Yi rubbed his forehead and said solemnly, without the slightest pretentiousness on his face.

"Say, remember a few tricks?" Ling Yue pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth still had some smiles; to put it bluntly, she was praised by Mo Yi for being beautiful; she was still very happy in her heart if she didn't say anything.

Speaking of this, Mo Yi's little face suddenly collapsed, he mainly admired it just now, and he didn't pay attention to any sword moves at all. Hurriedly covered his forehead with his hands and whispered, "The main thing is that my senior sister is too beautiful..."

"Or am I wrong? Does that mean you didn't remember a single move?" Ling Yue squinted, and raised her hand again to knock off this guy's brain again.

Seeing that the senior sister was attacking, Mo Yi hurriedly raised his hand and said loudly: "I remembered a move..."

"Then you rehearse and I'll see. After collecting and preparing to clean up Mo Yi's packing, Lingyue Baojian began to say lightly.

"Uh..." Mo Yi looked at the long sword in his hand and was a little flustered, and he couldn't even remember a move for a while. However, looking at the senior sister who was eyeing him, Mo Yi had no choice but to start hard.

Holding the sword in one hand and making a starting move, Mo Yi closed his eyes and recalled, although he didn't pay attention to it before, but he remembered most of the movements after thinking about it carefully, but these moves were extremely large, some of them even looked like bones were dislocated, and he really didn't know if he could do such an extreme anti-human action.

Calm down, Mo Yi opened his eyes, his eyes staring directly at the direction of the sword, and Mo Yi began to move. Looking at Mo Yi's movements, Ling Yue nodded, if he only watched it once, it would be very good.

Mo Yi couldn't take it after performing three styles in a row, and compared to Ling Yue's dance-like demeanor, he was simply a dancing god. After stopping, Mo Yi couldn't help but touch his head in embarrassment and looked at Senior Sister Lingyue.

"Not bad, although the action is ugly. Ling Yue said with a light smile.

Experience told him that his senior sister could not be offended, Mo Yi nodded yes hurriedly, and said with a smile on his face: "I naturally can't compare with you, senior sister, you are so beautiful, naturally you look good no matter how you move." ”

"As far as you would say, where did you learn this flattery?" Tapping Mo Yi's forehead, Ling Yue's eyes approached.

Looking at his senior sister's eyes, Mo Yi couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and hurriedly patted his chest and said, "What I said is the truth, absolutely true." ”

"Okay! I'd better teach you swordsmanship quickly, don't get distracted. Ling Yue couldn't help but take a selfie on the forehead, this little guy's words are extraordinary, and he shouldn't quarrel with him.

"Okay, senior sister is fortunate. Mo Yi nodded yes and said with a smile:

Ling Yue glanced at him, no longer bothered with him, and began to explain softly: "There are a total of eighteen styles of Fufeng Sword Technique, except for the starting style and the closing style, and the middle sixteen styles, each style is divided into three moves, and each move has four variations. We are now going to learn one by one, and there are sixteen variations of this starting style, and it is the most important ・・・・・・ to be able to change to any one of them in an instant. ”

To say that the sword moves are not difficult to remember, the difficulty of this sword technique lies in the coordination of the sword moves in breathing and rhythm; like Ling Yue, it is extremely difficult to master when it is fast and slow. For a whole morning, Mo Yi only learned one style except the starting hand pose, and the time was already noon. After making an appointment to gather here in the morning, Ling Yue left with Edgeworth, and as an inner disciple, she also had her own practice.

After lunch, Mo Yi went to the lecture hall on time, but the strange thing today was that almost everyone looked at him after entering the lecture hall. And pointed at him from time to time, which made Mo Yi a little stunned.

However, the little fat man Haiba quickly greeted him, squatted beside Mo Yi and whispered: "Awesome, I really didn't expect you to be the first to open up the spring; in just two days, my Haiba's eyes are sharp; you know at first glance that you must be extraordinary..."

"Everybody knows?" Mo Yi asked quietly, interrupting the little fat man's chatter and dragging him aside.

The little fat man continued to whisper: "Of course, after hearing this, the elders in the sect praised Senior Sister Lingyue in front of the other senior brothers and sisters, they naturally told us and urged everyone to work hard to cultivate; ”

"Forehead・・・・・・" Mo Yi couldn't help but pause when he heard Haiba's words, but he remembered that Uncle Gang said, 'People are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong.' 'Reputation isn't necessarily bad. Huang Yuanwai's family in Lingxi Town was robbed by robbers because of his fame, resulting in his sons being kidnapped. Thinking about Mo Yi, he couldn't help but look solemn.

However, at this time, the bell of the class also rang, and Uncle Zhou came immediately; this time, his rare thoughts were not very concentrated, and he listened to what Uncle Zhou said intermittently.

After class, Mo Yi picked up his books and prepared to leave quickly. But he noticed that a young girl had come up quickly, with two large black eyes bright and bright, and her hair neatly combed behind her ears. Mo Yi recognized her, she was Yi Xun who came to him in the first phase. Walking up to him in two steps, Yi Yan's bright eyes stared at Mo Yi.

"Is there something..." Because Yi Xun was too close, Mo Yi asked with some embarrassment, but when he heard Mo Yi's words, Yi Xun snorted coldly, and then hugged his book and left angrily.

Mo Yi couldn't help but feel a little dazed, with a bitter face, he didn't even offend her, he was hostile. Uncle Gang's words are right, being famous is really not a good thing. Immediately, Yi Yun also greeted him, and Mo Yi couldn't help but feel a headache, and said in his heart: "This won't be everyone's once!"

However, unlike what Mo Yi thought, Yi Yun still looked indifferent after coming up, bowed his head slightly and continued: "Little sister is willful, I hope Brother Mo will forgive me, she has no malicious intent." ”

"I don't care... The man is naturally more humble..." Mo Yi smiled awkwardly, looking at this little adult-like Yi Yun, he couldn't help but say in his heart: "How do I feel, this place is full of malice..."

"Brother Mo is noble, Yi Yun admires. There were still a few trivial matters, so I took my leave. Yi Yun smiled and nodded, then turned to chase Yi Xun. Mo Yi couldn't help pouting, and hurriedly left the lecture hall, ignoring the harassment of the little fat man, and went to the dining hall to bring some food and went to his own hut.