Chapter Seventy-One: Passing the Sword in Battle!
With a sneer, Li Shenzhou immediately sneered lightly, "That's it, let's withdraw and let Brother Dao teach the disciples well." ”
"That's not necessary!" Raising his eyebrows, Xiaoyaozi shook his head lazily and said, "Just teach here, it is expected that those fools in your Sword Pavilion will not be able to learn secretly." ”
This is extremely unkind, and the pride revealed in it can make people vomit blood, which is too arrogant, right?
It's just a matter of passing the sword in battle, and even having to teach it in front of everyone, which is simply not taking others in the slightest.
The disciple of the Sword Pavilion was even more trembling with anger, and he almost fainted, staring at Xiaoyaozi with dead eyes.
In his heart, he was secretly ruthless, he must learn the sword trick of Bacchus, and then in the duel with Fang Cun, he defeated Fang Cun with this set of sword tricks, and slapped Bacchus in the face.
Ignoring what the others were planning, Xiaoyaozi took the wine gourd from his waist and poured it into a sip, then turned to Fang Cun and said, "Boy, look carefully." ”
The moment the words fell, the long sword on Xiaoyaozi's back suddenly flew out, raised his hand slightly, grabbed the long sword into his hand, Xiaoyaozi's body leaned back slightly, as if drunk, and the sword walked with him, like a swimming dragon.
Xiaoyaozi's movements are extremely fast, the previous sword skill has not been used old, and it has turned directly into another move, in an instant, the sword shadow is panicked, and the weaker ones have even been unable to see Xiaoyaozi's movements at all, only to feel that a sword shadow is flowing like mercury, which is very good-looking.
That's right, it's not terrifying, but good-looking, as if this set of sword tricks is not used to kill enemies at all, but to perform sword dances.
This time, everyone around him was dumbfounded, what is this? Let's not talk about whether Fang Cun can have this kind of reaction and speed, even if he can, why do you learn such a sword move?
It was a long story, but in fact, it was less than two minutes, and with a flick of his wrist, he threw the sword into the air, and fell back into the scabbard on his back like lightning.
Xiaoyaozi even has time to drink leisurely with a wine gourd.
The people next to him looked confused, and Xiaoyaozi didn't care at all, just looked at Fang Cun with a smile and didn't speak.
In fact, Fang Cun didn't mean to speak at all, as if he didn't realize that Xiaoyaozi had finished demonstrating the sword technique, and his forehead was covered with sweat.
"Isn't this guy stupid? Look at that dumb look. ”
"Hey, if you want me to say, I can't hang an inch, just now that was teaching sword skills, so fast that people can't see it clearly, let alone write it down. ”
"Hey, I'd like to see where the old man's face should swing when this guy can't learn anything for a while. ”
The voices of these discussions around him naturally can't hide Xiaoyaozi's ears, but Xiaoyaozi doesn't care about it at all, as if these people are praising him for teaching well, and his face is full of smiles.
After waiting for five minutes, the sweat on Fang Cun's forehead finally stopped flowing, and his expression returned to normal, as if he had come back to his senses.
It's just that no one can ask him yet, so he saw Fang Cun slowly close his eyes again, looking settled.
nodded slightly in approval, Xiaoyaozi was not in a hurry, and still drank the wine by himself, indifferently.
Time passed little by little, knowing that more than ten minutes had passed, Fang Cun reopened his eyes and let out a long breath.
"Did you write it down?" Xiaoyaozi asked with a hint of a smile on his lips.
"Fifty or sixty percent. Shaking his head, Fang Cun replied honestly.
"Okay, let's watch it again. He didn't care, Xiaoyaozi carried the wine gourd in one hand, stepped out, and the long sword on his back jumped into his hand again.
This time, Xiaoyaozi's movements were extremely slow, and every movement was broken down, and the demonstration of one move and one style was clear.
However, although the movements are extremely slow, they seem to reveal an indescribable charm, indescribably chic and comfortable.
This time, everyone couldn't help but observe carefully, they couldn't see the lightning-fast action before, but this kind of speed, it was very easy to learn, as long as it was slightly better to remember the surname, it was not difficult to memorize it completely.
In the eyes of everyone, this is the passing of the sword, clear and clear, it can be remembered simply, but such a set of sword tricks does not seem to be outstanding!
Unless you can reach the speed of the sword before Xiaoyaozi, there is no threat at all!
Only Li Shenzhou followed Xiaoyaozi's set of sword tricks, and his eyes slowly showed a trace of solemnity, and he looked at Fang Cun with a complicated expression.
This time, Xiaoyaozi's set of sword tricks was demonstrated for nearly ten minutes, and then he leisurely put away the sword.
"This time, how many points did you write down?"
Different from what everyone imagined, Fang Cun's face was full of solemnity, and he groaned for a while, and then slowly shook his head and said, "Only three have become it." ”
"Haha!" This time, everyone around couldn't help but laugh, and a few disciples of the Sword Pavilion almost rolled on the ground without laughing.
With such a slow movement, an ordinary disciple of the Sword Pavilion can remember all of them once he looks at them, and if he is a little smarter, he can easily remember them all.
"It's so funny, the god of wine is still so confident, but I didn't expect to accept such a stupid apprentice, even if he pulls a random person from the street, it is better than him. ”
"Yes, yes! I remember five or six percent just now, but this time it's only three percent, and this brain can be thrown away to feed the dogs. ”
There was constant sneering around, but Fang Cun and Xiaoyaozi didn't seem to hear it at all, and they didn't even raise their eyebrows.
"Okay, then I'll show you again. Without saying much, Xiaoyaozi's feet suddenly jumped into the air, and the wine gourd in his left hand was also thrown high at the same time.
This time, Xiaoyaozi seemed to have lost interest in teaching slowly, his body was as fast as a ghost, and he pulled out more than ten afterimages in the air, and the sword shadows were overwhelming, as if there were hundreds of swords dancing in an instant, although there was no slightest sword qi revealed, but it gave people an invisible sense of oppression, as if he was also placed in the sword shadow.
Even those who were weaker couldn't help but burst out all the strength in their bodies, as if they were facing a great enemy, and their heads were covered with cold sweat.
After a few breaths, Xiaoyaozi fell into place again, stretched out his hand, took the wine gourd that had just fallen from the air, and took a lazy sip before hanging it back on his waist.
"And now?"
Holding his hands on his chest, he slowly paced, walked back and forth three or four times, and then a smile reappeared on his face, "Thank you Master for your guidance, the disciple can't remember anything at all." ”
"Poof!"
This time, everyone couldn't help but spew out, and they didn't even have the strength to laugh sarcastically.
"Wonderful, wonderful, let's go and slaughter that idiot for the teacher over here. Nodding with satisfaction, a hint of triumph suddenly flashed in Xiaoyaozi's eyes, and he laughed and pointed to the disciple of the Sword Pavilion opposite.
"Disciple obeys!" Bowing slightly, Fang Cun strode towards the Sword Pavilion disciple with the broken sword in his hand.
"Haha, it's just up to him, the sword trick has been completely forgotten, and he still has the courage to come and do it. ”
"Shut up for me!" Hearing this, Li Shenzhou suddenly couldn't help but snort, and scolded Senran.
Looking at these self-righteous fools, Li Shenzhou couldn't wait to kick them all to death.
I don't know who's really stupid!