Chapter 32: Wooden Sword Duel

Yang Tianling walked slowly to the shelf, paced back and forth in front of the shelf for a few steps, then stretched out his hand, and finally stopped in front of a certain weapon shelf, and said, "I, just choose this handle!"

"What a bad guy. ”

"Is this guy a fool?"

"There are so many good guys who don't need it, I prefer to choose a worn-out wooden sword!"

The group of noble children and rich children next to him said, but Yang Tianling sneered, thinking in his heart, "This group of fools who don't know what to do,"

Looking around, there are indeed a lot of good guys here, however, for Yang Tianling, although the thin sword is sharp and agile, it has almost given up its defense to pursue a high degree of piercing, such an offensive sword is not so easy to use in the face of people who are stronger than himself, and although the attack and defense of the big sword are very strong, some are wider like a shield, however, as far as Yang Tianling is concerned, these bulky guys will make him lose the sensitivity he should have, only this wooden sword, the thickness is just right, and the weight is moderate.

"Do you even look down on me?" Mo Yan stood there looking at Yang Tianling, gritted his teeth, and thought in his heart, "Just because, I'm a girl?!"

"Okay, ready!" Yang Tianling took the sword and casually gestured twice in his hand, and roughly knew how the wooden sword in his hand felt to him, "Come on!"

"Hmph!" Mo Yan listened to Yang Tianling's words, snorted lightly in his mouth, and as soon as his feet moved, he came to Yang Tianling's side at a very fast speed, and the wooden sword in his hand quickly crossed Yang Tianling's neck!

"Arrogant child, let you know how cruel the world of the strong is!!" Mo Yan thought to himself, planning to kill Yang Tianling in seconds with the same method as just now!

"Hehe, it's all your fault for saying those strange things, kid, Mo Yan she's angry now......" One-Eye sat on the side, crossed his hands over his chest, smiled, and said, "It seems that you still have to wait until the next chance." ”

One-eye said, gently picking up the teacup placed beside him, he knew Mo Yan's strength very well, the current Mo Yan, although he only used one hand, many moves could not be completed, but with her speed and sword skills alone, One-Eye did not feel that a civilian could support Mo Yan for three minutes in his current hands.

"Teach him a lesson. ”

"Yes, teach this child a lesson!"

The aristocrats on the side all shouted, and even some of the rich children of the commoners joined in the shouting, not because Yang Tianling was too popular, but because he was able to challenge the seemingly delicate and extremely powerful female instructor in front of him twice, which had already made most of the men present jealous......

"Ahh

"Kid, don't lose, I won't let you go if I lose!"

Many of the women present shouted angrily.

Most women are still on Yang Tianling's side, not why, just because, the competition between women has always been terrible. Seeing that the men were all fascinated by the delicate instructor in front of them, the women standing outside certainly had a jealousy in their hearts towards Mo Yan.

"Hmph!Of course I won't lose!!" Listening to the words shouted by the girl outside, Yang Tianling's eyes suddenly darkened, "What do you think I'm here for!!

Yang Tianling said, and his body suddenly took a step back, and the wooden sword in his hand was held upward!

"Knock!" A dull sound of wooden sword impact sounded, and the wooden sword in Yang Tianling's hand had inexplicably blocked Mo Yan's lightning-fast sword.

"Don't think that the same trick will still work for me?!" Yang Tianling said, smiling slightly.

"Ah?!" After looking at Yang Tianling's block just now, the teacup in one-eyed hand that was originally intended to be sent to his mouth suddenly stopped and looked at Yang Tianling in surprise, this was the first time he looked at a candidate's face seriously today, "It's really an interesting candidate." ”

Seeing this, One-Eye smiled, asked for the roster from the soldier who shouted his name, and gently sketched it with a red brush behind Yang Tianling's name.

"This ...... One-Eyed Instructor ...... How can you just pass someone?" the soldier was in a hurry, and it was his responsibility.

"Hahaha, it's okay...... one-eyed said and laughed, stood up and patted the soldier's shoulder, "If the captain has any opinions, you can say that I hooked it, anyway, he will definitely be able to pass the test!"

Let's say that Yang Tianling, after blocking Mo Yan's sword with the wooden sword in his hand, showed a smug look in the eyes of everyone.

But he didn't know that a figure, standing in the audience, on the side of the weapon rack, showed a treacherous smile, it was Cheng Xiong!!

I saw him looking at Yang Tianling in the middle of the field with a hideous smile, and gently stroked the rack where the weapon was placed in his hand......

"Yang Tianling! Yang Tianling, right?!! I look at you, how long can you be proud!?

Chengxiong thought about it, only to see that he was staring closely at the wooden sword in Yang Tianling's hand, and when he looked closely, a slight crack was actually in the middle of the sword body.

And at this moment, Mo Yan, who had been cracked by Yang Tianling despite all the attacks, was a little annoyed and angry.

"Why?!Why?!Why is this seemingly ordinary civilian child able to cope with the attack of the winner?!!

"Why !!" Mo Yan thought in his heart, and shouted loudly with a little twist, he couldn't care about his sword skills anymore, only to see her left hand stretched forward, and her hands tightly grasped the hilt of the wooden sword.

"Wait, Mo Yan, you can't !! with your hands," one-eyed shouted, and even the nobles and rich people who were watching the fire and making noise from the side couldn't help but fall silent, they understood what it would mean if Mo Yan cut it down this time......

However, the one-eyed uncle's shouting didn't seem to have any effect, and the angry Mo Yan, at this moment, would only listen to her body's instinctive reaction, she already fully understood that if she wanted to win this child, she could only use her own hands!

I saw Mo Yan holding the hilt of the wooden sword with both hands, jumping three feet high, and with the momentum of falling, there was a slight yellow light on the wooden sword!!

"What, this guy, I can't control myself again!!" One-eyed stood up, with a serious look on his face, this sword is one of Mo Yan's family tricks, called: "Anger"