In the afternoon, the monks in the courtyard of the inn were evacuated into a large circle, and inside were Mo Fei and Lu Ziyin, who were standing opposite each other more than a foot apart.

"Are you ready?" Lu Ziyin changed into an azure power suit, her long hair was tied up, heroic and delicate. She threw a makeshift sharpened wooden sword to Mo Fei, and used the real sword herself, to make up for the difference in speed caused by the strength of the two.

"Nope. Mo Fei replied honestly, but a pair of eyes swelled with war, "But I want to try." ”

Lu Ziyin smiled, feeling that this little apprentice was really interesting, "I don't need internal strength, but the sword move won't put too much water." ”

Mo Fei nodded, stopped talking, held his sword in front of him, and then made a start-up gesture to meet the battle.

Lu Ziyin also made a gesture, with a calm smile on her face, pinching the ground with one hand, and holding the sword flat in the other, facing the tip of Mo Fei's sword.

No one needed to shout to start, and Mo Fei didn't find any opportunity to attack, he stepped forward and swung his sword horizontally, as if a wrestler picked up a giant hammer, shaking the sky and the earth, and moving forward.

Kazebu: Strong. This is the most offensive move in Songfeng's swordsmanship, full of oppressive power, as many as seven variations, each of which is a direct hit, like a knight who is laughing and rushing into battle in the face of thousands of troops, and reaches the middle army without any fancy.

But this kind of straightforward attack is naturally easy to deal with, Lu Ziyin pointed down with the tip of her sword, and tentatively stabbed forward. "Wind Department: Listen", this move is a trick that uses all kinds of false moves to spy on the opponent's changes, so as to pave the way for subsequent offense or defense, of course, it can also be turned into real with a virtual move, and if you don't deal with it seriously, you may be caught with a flaw.

Mo Fei turned a blind eye, and the long sword slashed horizontally again, the second of the fierce changes "Swing", which was originally used as a pursuit move when the opponent retreated, but at this time it was used by him as a method of overcoming obstacles.

But blindly attacking will seem reckless, just like the generals leading the army to advance too fast, and lose the cover of friendly troops, the flaws in this move are greater than those of the Lie Style, Lu Ziyin was a little disappointed in her heart, but after thinking about it, this is the normal level of beginners, the most common mistake they make is to pursue powerful moves and forget to grasp the timing, the Lie Style is the most offensive in the Songfeng swordsmanship, and it is normal for Mo Fei to use it to attack.

Lu Ziyin took half a step back, and the long sword was lightly handed over, intersecting with Mo Fei's wooden sword, and with skill, he was about to take it to the side.

Matsube: Lonely, alone between heaven and earth, any external interference is abandoned, and he can't enter the three-foot field in front of him, the strongest defensive skill of Matsukaze swordsmanship, and it is also one of the most difficult tricks, which requires clever luck to lead the opponent's attack and create opportunities for subsequent counterattacks. For example, in the morning, Mo Fei himself demonstrated, Lone took back the wind sword, and if the connection was skillful, the other party could not take care of it, and the victory could be established.

But with a flick of strength, he found that Mo Fei's wooden sword had no strength at all, and after feeling her movements, he suddenly pulled back a little, and then used his strength under his feet, and the wooden sword pointed directly at Lu Ziyin's throat, breaking through the air and stabbing through the air.

Lu Ziyin was slightly stunned, only then did she realize that the trick "Swinging" just now was just a false move, and she withdrew her strength halfway, in order to trick herself into making a defensive move, and use this moment of flaw to launch a sharp attack.

From this sword stabbing momentum, it is the "cold" of the wind, like the fierce wind mixed with snow flakes in the cold winter, sharp and fierce, destroying people's will and vitality.

It's a pity that Mo Fei is a beginner after all, there is no internal force to urge, no sword intent blessing, this sword can only be regarded as similar, although Lu Ziyin feels the pressure, but will not surrender, his steps retreated, and the sword momentum contracted, in order to alleviate the lost opportunity, and at the same time delay the timing of Mo Fei's momentum explosion, so that he was exhausted and lost his sharpness.

This is Matsube: withered style, when the opponent's momentum is invincible, he will take the initiative to retreat, disrupt the opponent's rhythm, and wait for his momentum to fall, and then counterattack.

"That false move just now is quite interesting, but it's a pity that he is a beginner after all, and the move connection is still too blunt, if the two of them fall one by one, it will be difficult to deal with the cold wind sword by the little junior sister. Huang Yizhi commented.

"Yes, although the idea is very good, but the hand is still too raw, I didn't seize the opportunity, and now I am dragged into the steps of the little junior sister, and now it seems that I am going to lose. Jiang Tao answered, and the rest of the monks also nodded, they all saw Mo Fei's disadvantage.

Sure enough, after chasing two moves in a row, Mo Fei was already exhausted, Lu Ziyin suddenly stopped, and the long sword slapped on his sword, knocking it off, and then it was horizontal, and it was placed on his neck, and then he retracted his sword and stood.

"The trap just now is very thoughtful, let's do it again. Lu Ziyin praised with a light and breezy look.

Mo Fei thought back to the battle just now, nodded, didn't say much, and stepped forward again.

The starting hand is still a gale attack, but Lu Ziyin chose to fight back directly with a gale this time, the same trick Lu Ziyin is obviously much more familiar than him, Mo Fei had to change his move halfway to return to defense, and in a hurry, his lonely style only used half of it, revealing the boss's flaws, but when Lu Ziyin saw the opportunity to end the game with a sword sharp cold wind, Mo Fei seemed to have expected it, his body was short, and the long sword stabbed obliquely from the bottom to the top, as if juggling a trick "Yin Wind".

This move looked very scoundrel, and the direction of the attack was also a bit unsightly, and the onlookers were a little uneasy.

"Hey, this trick is a bit ......" Huang Yizhi didn't know how to describe it.

"Shameless. Jiang Tao spoke up for him.

"Insidious. This is Jing Guotai's evaluation.

"Third-rate. Wei Wei frowned.

"Are you sure he's a scholar?" Qian Yaoping was stunned, "This is clearly the way of a ruffian hooligan!"

Lu Ziyin's calm appearance was gone, revealing a trace of panic, and she had to dodge sideways. Next, Mo Fei made a strange move, lying on the ground and sweeping his legs and swooping forward, which made Lu Ziyin scramble, her face became more and more red, and her silver teeth were bitten, almost blurting out the "shameless thief".

As soon as his mood was confused, he paid less attention to the surrounding environment, and finally stepped into the pit on the ground, his center of gravity was slightly unstable, Mo Fei was waiting for this opportunity, and quickly hit her throat with a sword.

But Lu Ziyin is a monk after all, how fast his reaction is so good, he regained his balance in an instant, and quickly pushed away his attack, and at the same time, because this sword was too urgent, Mo Fei didn't have time to change his move after he missed, and was suddenly bullied by Lu Ziyin and snatched the sword away.

"Huh......" Qian Yaoping breathed a sigh of relief, if he really let Mo Fei win a move and a half with this kind of play, the little junior sister might be annoyed and angry, and directly use the power of the monk to beat him into a pig's head, and it will be a little embarrassing to get along in the future.

Xu was a little embarrassed because he was forced this time, Lu Ziyin was angry, forgot his identity as a master, recovered his nature, and looked full of contemptuous ridicule: "If you want to sneak attack me, you are still early!"

Dead girl, if you don't limit yourself to this set of swordsmanship, see if I don't cry you! Losing two games in a row, Mo Fei is also a little depressed, although this swordsmanship is beginner, it is really normal to lose to her, but Mo Fei doesn't like this feeling of losing.

Taking back the wooden sword from the little girl's hand, Mo Fei went through the two rounds in his mind, and found that although he could occasionally find opportunities, he lacked effective means to seize opportunities, and the shortcomings of physical fitness and proficiency made the good situation he created with his IQ become a trap for himself.

However, he is not ready to give up easily, he already has some feelings about the actual combat of Songfeng swordsmanship just now, as long as he practices a few more times and is familiar with sword moves, he should be able to touch some doorways.

In the next encounter, Mo Fei no longer obsessed with winning or losing, but focused on the use of his moves. But without designing traps, using decent sword moves is naturally no threat to Lu Ziyin at all, she can deal with it calmly, so Mo Fei always loses after seven or eight moves.

Originally, Mo Fei was a beginner, so someone should have fed him the tricks first, and then he started to practice after he basically mastered the sword moves. But Mo Fei's style of play, which intended to win as soon as he came up in the first two games, made the little girl very unhappy, so she didn't have the idea of being a sparring partner, so she wanted to teach him to be a man. For more than a dozen rounds in a row, although she didn't do her best, she could be regarded as taking it seriously.

In this case, if it weren't for the point, Mo Fei would have been beaten all over the ground looking for teeth.

The smile on Lu Ziyin's face became more and more, although Mo Fei's always calm appearance made this kind of unilateral beating less happy, but it was still very refreshing, she finally understood why those senior sisters and brothers always wanted to learn from themselves, and they would look at themselves very happy when they were angry, it turned out that this was the fun of basing happiness on the pain of others.

"Little junior sister bullies people like this, Mo Fei is a little pitiful. Jiang Tao couldn't stand it anymore.

"He's progressing so fast, and even though he's still losing, he's losing well. "Huang Yi's way, as soon as he started learning swords, he experienced this kind of intense sparring, and most people were afraid that they would not be able to learn anything, but they would be beaten. But Murphy seems to belong to the type with superior understanding and extraordinary potential, and the greater the pressure and difficulty, the faster he learns.

Dozens of unilateral battles passed, and Mo Fei had a fire in his heart, but he had already found the feeling of swordsmanship, and it was time to fight back.

Through the fight just now, he has discovered some of Lu Ziyin's flaws, she obviously has no actual combat experience, and she is a little flustered when she encounters unexpected situations, although her swordsmanship skills are several points higher than him, but her understanding of the battle can't catch up with one of his little fingers, so she will be deceived by some of his tricks.

"Again!" Murphy forgot to call out a few times, his stamina was actually close to the limit, but he wanted to win one more time before he ran out.

The Qingfeng Sword came first, and the breeze came slowly, seemingly slowly, but fast, and pointed at Lu Ziyin's chest and neck. This move he has already used with a lot of charm, and the sword momentum is erratic, making people unsure where his landing point is.

But Lu Ziyin didn't need to be sure, she just needed to be faster than her opponent, and she paid attention to Wei Wei to save Zhao, and dodged with her steps, and at the same time, the long sword was picked up by her like a big knife and slashed at Mo Fei's waist and eyes.

Lu Ziyin's speed is faster than Mo Fei's, and she is more familiar with tricks, and this move is almost a way to break through with strength.

She didn't want to bother to see the move, in fact, she had begun to lose patience with the move.

Mo Fei has made rapid progress, but it is still too weak for her, she has already limited her spiritual power, and even consciously made some limits in her physical ability, even so, she is also a second-rate master of martial arts with this set of swordsmanship alone, and it is still too big for Mo Fei, an ordinary person who has just learned a little swordsmanship.

At first, it was quite fun, but when the excitement passed, it became a bit like teaching a child to read, and it started to get boring.

However, Mo Fei is not a child, he will never be willing to admit defeat, seeing Lu Ziyin's careless sword, Mo Fei set the first trap, his body accelerated and rushed forward, the wooden sword was horizontal, sticking to the opponent's sword as if it were moving, resisting its attack at the same time, pressing down the sword body, and at the same time stretching out his left hand, and pointing into a sword, pointing at Lu Ziyin's eyebrows.

This finger is made of a cold sword style, the finger is extremely fast, and it is very unexpected, even if there is no threat because there is no internal force support, but Lu Ziyin doesn't want to be pointed, so she has to turn her head and neck sideways to avoid it, and her body wants to retreat.

Mo Fei immediately saw the opportunity, set a second trap, and with a wave of his long sword, "Swing", unlike when he used this trick for the first time, at this moment Lu Ziyin was retreating, and this move was just right.

Lu Ziyin retreated and was not suitable for using the offensive moves of the wind department, so he used the lone pine style defense, but as soon as the sword side swung out, his heart suddenly suddenly, he felt that this scene was inexplicably familiar, and the power on the long sword was a little greater, if Mo Fei still dared to use a false move, he would be able to knock his wooden sword away in one stroke.

Before the two swords fought, Mo Fei really retreated the wooden sword, Lu Ziyin was overjoyed, and he was ready to take a move back to the wind sword to end the battle, but as soon as the sword momentum came out, he saw Mo Fei suddenly squat down, and while dodging the back wind sword, he held the hilt of the wooden sword with both hands, turning the retreating sword momentum into a charge before the stab.

Matsube: Spring comes and winter, dead wood sprouts, this is the last counterattack in a desperate situation, and it suddenly erupts after hibernation.

Holding the sword in both hands gave him more strength, making the speed of this sword reach the limit of what he could currently do, and the blunt and rounded tip of the wooden sword broke through the air like a sprout in the spring breeze.