As soon as the words fell.

The momentum of the young man's whole body changed in an instant.

Volleys make moves, clothes flutter, and the speed is ruthless!

Pretty!

The little athletes shouted in their hearts!

This soft and weak boy is so powerful!

Qiao Yu's eyes showed appreciation.

You kid, you're finally willing to make a move.

Qiao Yu broke the branch into a sword, and the curse was amazing.

But, she's fast, teenager is faster!

The slender figure of the young man drives the blade of the sword, and the afterimage of the Dao Dao makes people's eyes dazzled!

Overcome rigidity with softness!

This is Kunshan's unique swordsmanship!

It's so strong!

Everyone was shocked!

This posture, where is the way it drags its feet!

It's just that!

It was like electricity, but in an instant, it slowed down.

Xu Yanzhi's breath panted slightly, showing fatigue.

"Fifty moves, good."

Qiao Yu nodded and praised: "Next, it's my place." ”

What!

Xu Yan was in a hurry.

"Take it."

In a word, Qiao Yu is out of the sword!

The tree bars burst into the air, and let out a roar!

This move, like the Nine Heavens Divine Axe, breaks through the chaos and blows up the audience!

But!

Wrong!

"She's using the wrong move!"

I don't know who shouted.

Jiang Yan's face changed.

This trick was used by the disciples of Xiao Kunshan.

However, there is a difference.

It's obviously the same move, but it's not to overcome rigidity with softness, but.

to soften the rigid!

She's very strong.

Jiang Yan said in his heart, for the first time, he was upright.

"Slow! Again! ”

"The breath is unsteady, come again!"

"Wrist force! Again! ”

One after another, the tree bars were pumped on the boy's body, and it hurt hotly.

But on the face, it hurts even more!

Xu Yanzhi's sword-holding hand was already unstable, but he was forced to make a move.

When did their little Kunshan's swordsmanship become so ruthless?

"A hundred moves."

Qiao Yu put away his sword.

A comment.

"The teacher and nephew of Yan are still improving, and they have to practice hard."

Xu Yanzhi's handsome face flushed, his hands clenched into fists, and he saluted.

"Uncle Shi taught me a lesson."

Qiao Yu nodded.

"Next!"

What!

Also practice!

The little athlete gasped.

Could it be that this kid can't do a hundred tricks every day!

She has such good stamina!

The little Kunshan disciple's body stiffened, and he held his sword bitterly, ready to be beaten.

Su Heng felt that his body was in pain, and as a senior disciple, he hurriedly called his brother from his own sect over.

"Don't hurry up and practice, wait a little less beating."

In a word, thunder!

Where do the teenagers dare to look, they all consciously find a corner and concentrate on practicing.

It's good to beat it less!

Uncle Shi is not Coach Jiang, she is all actually combat.

On this day, the indoor training ground was full of wailing and complaining.

The teenagers were beaten, and they all looked at the little athletes with red eyes and envy.

Looked at by their envious eyes, the little athlete coughed.

"Thankfully, I'm not on their team!"

It is said that Yan Shen is strict as a coach, and compared with the coach over there, he is much gentler.

The tree has broken off the ninth root.

"If you don't practice hard, go to their team!"

Jiang Yan saw that his team members were still in the mood to sympathize with others, and his voice sank.

Everyone was amazed!

Push-ups by all standards!

They don't want to be beaten.

Jiang Yan stared at Qiao Yu with remorse in his eyes.

Since he first made a move, this kid hasn't stopped.

'Coach Jiang, you are very good at fighting, I can't beat you. ’

But if Uncle Shi is willing to bother to teach me, it may not be. ’

'Uncle Shi won't allow us to lose this competition. ’

Is it?

He clenched his fists.

The blood in the body, which had been silent for many years, was faintly boiling.

(End of chapter)