Chapter 4 Five Moves "Arrogant! Eat Me with a Sword!" Hong Wu jumped out violently.

The basics of kendo, the thirty-four styles, and the hanging hand style.

Hong Wu's wrist drooped downward, and the battle qi attached to the sword slashed towards the young man from top to bottom. "If you let me have two feet, then you can't walk around!Now, you have to pay the price for your arrogance! Look how you hide!" He sneered, seeing that the blade of the sword was about to hit the young man.

"It's a bloody masculine boy, and he doesn't know how to stop at this point. Well, this is worthy of being my apprentice!" thought to the young man, and suddenly leaned back, and if he continued like this, he would soon fall to the ground. "Stupid!" Hong Wu laughed, mocking the young man. The young man smiled, his heel found the ground, and the Mo Evil Sword struck the ground, and a chasm was split. "I didn't move. Still smiling, he stood up straight and stared straight at Hong Wu.

"You ......" Hong Wu wanted to say that he was cheating, but he did put his hands and feet in place and did not move. "Forget it! I don't care about you this time, if you have the ability, don't hide, take my move!" he drew his sword and retreated, turning around, ready to attack again.

"Use your brains this time, young man!" said the young man defiantly.

Hong Wu gave him a blank look. One hundred and three styles.

He drew a series of sword flowers with his sword, sealed them on all sides, and flew over the youth opposite, faintly using his sword to stir up his momentum. "Haha! It's good! But this kind of attack is really nothing to me! Let you see the Iron Head Gong!" The young man saw Hongwu's moves, and his luck was dantian, and he turned his head towards Hongwu.

"You deserve to die!" Hong Wu shouted. The young man aimed his head at the center of the sword flower and shouted "Break!" The iron head hit the central part, Hong Wu screamed, and the Mo Evil Sword was shaken away. "Hum-" Mo Evil Sword let out a sword sound. "This sword is good, ordinary swords will break under me, but a famous sword is a famous sword!" the young man nodded.

Hong Wu grabbed Mo Xie and stared at the young man, "Who the hell are you, why did you destroy my sword!" he asked. The other party smiled helplessly, "Little brother, I'm really not here to find fault, if you have any moves, hurry up, so that I can know what level modern people are." He said lightly, "It's already two moves." ”

"I'm so angry! Come on!" Hong Wu was furious. One hundred and nineteen styles.

The young man dodged slightly, dodging the attack again. "Three moves, are you like this, it seems that I will still go to seclusion. He shook his head, pretending to be regretful.

Hong Wu was already angry, panting heavily, staring at the young man viciously. "This kid has a lot of tricks, I used three tricks and he easily dodged them, I can't be casual anymore, I have to outwit them!" He looked at the young man, and his heart calmed down a lot. "You have to change the basic moves of the sword, or combine the moves, otherwise after five moves, you will definitely not be able to defeat him!" Hong Wu's mind turned around a few times.

"Come on!" he struck again, from top to bottom, and then struck the young man with his hanging hand. "Is it another hanging hand, are you being attacked by anger?" the young man scoffed, and there was a trace of regret on his face. "Yes, you think it's best!" Hong Wu was also laughing at the other party in his heart.

The young man leaned back again, ready to dodge the blow. "Good chance!" he took the opportunity to throw the sword into the air, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his backhand, crouched down, and swept towards the young man. Sweeping the Sword?161 style.

The young man looked approving, his toes pressed against the ground, and he stood up straight again, "Bang!" The sweeping sword hit his leg, but there was a rebound force that shook Hong Wu back, flying a few meters upside down. "Very good, very good! I am not wrong to have this kind of adaptability. What do you call it?" the young man asked.

Hong Wu laughed, and there was actually a sense of joy in his heart, the joy of being praised by his father. "Kendo's foundation, change the one hundred and seventy-one style!" he smiled proudly, as if he had defeated the youth.

"Yes, yes, yes, but you still haven't knocked me down, arrogant or anything. You only have one move left, and I'm going to sentence you for using two tricks!" said the young man. "Hey, why!" asked Hong Wu angrily. "There's no why, I'm glad to do it!" said the young man with a treacherous smile, and the look of inevitability was unmistakable.

"Okay! As long as you hold my move one more time, I will let you be my master, and there will be no complaints!" Hong Wu clasped his hands to his chest and thought about the one hundred and sixty-second style of the sword foundation: Brute Horn.

The young man looked at the young man with his eyes closed on the other side, "This kid actually learns tricks in battle, and his courage is commendable, but if his talent is not good, his power will be very small!" he thought to himself.

Hong Wu didn't block a handful, in his moves, only the sweeping sword in the kendo foundation is his hole card, and the hole cards are used, only with stronger moves. "Bull's horns. The use of battle qi is the key, attaching the battle qi to the tip of the sword, making the sword as hard as the horns of a brute bull......" he thought about the mantra he had memorized earlier.

"You only have one chance!" the young man suddenly spoke. "Got it!!" Hong Wu retorted, his hands beginning to move. Mo Evil Sword walked slowly according to the route of the move. "Bull's horn!" he slammed into the tree. "Bang!" the tree exploded, and sawdust flew everywhere.

"Good!" the young man exclaimed. "But with the strength of your battle qi, you may be able to hurt me by practicing the brute horns for a few thousand years. He struck again. "Don't talk nonsense! Take it!" Hong Wu was also extremely excited at this time, he actually learned something he didn't learn at this time.

"Hum-" Mo Xie Sword rushed towards Please be strong, in the eyes of ordinary people, this sword moves extremely fast, but in the eyes of young people, it is like ants crawling. "It's too slow, it's too slow! It seems that I will teach you well in the future!" the young man smiled slightly, shrugged his right shoulder, dodged the horns of the bull, and crashed into Hong Wu again.

"Bang!" Hong Wu himself didn't understand why he failed, the speed of the sword was already twice as fast as usual, could it be four times faster? The young man bared his teeth, took a step, and came to Hong Wu's side. "You don't understand how I got through it. He explained, "This is called the somatic technique, the body method in the physical technique. Wait until you reach the end of your practice. Even if you were ten times faster just now!, I would be able to dodge it!" The young man stared at Hong Wu.

"My name is Duan Heng. You'll call me master from now on, and I may look young. But my real age is unknown to even myself. He stretched out a hand, trying to lift Hong Wu up.

"Do you want to become stronger? You must know that there is only one opportunity, and if you miss it, you will never be able to turn back!" Duan Heng shook his hand. Hong Wu looked at the hand and put his hand on it......