"Thank you for your compliments, Master, you praise me every day, I'm a little embarrassed." Gu Shun caught a glimpse of Nangong Ling's envious, jealous and hateful expression, and deliberately provoked him.

"Master, the apprentice has recently learned a few new swordsmanship, and I hope the master can give me some pointers." Nangong Ling shouted unconvinced.

Live like a child who wants to be praised by his parents, who wants to try his best to express himself and doesn't want others to be in the limelight.

Nangong Yue glanced at Nangong Ling, and said: "You practice the basic skills first, and then say, the sword move lies in the dexterous use of the battle, learn one or two moves alone, if you can't run it through the battle, it won't have much effect at all." ”

When Nangong Ling heard this, he immediately lowered his head in disappointment, since Nangong Yue left, he pestered the seniors in the family every day to teach him swordsmanship, practicing from sunrise until late at night, just to surprise his master.

He also wanted to be like Gu Shun, and was praised by the master for his swordsmanship recently. For him, this should be the most joyful thing.

It's a pity that the opportunity for him to perform in front of the master was still in vain, and he couldn't figure out why the master would leave the Nangong family and come here to teach this kid.

The more he thought about it, the more resentful he became, and jealousy, anger, and bitterness gradually occupied his heart, and he was unwilling:

"Master, I am also your apprentice, why can you watch him practice swordsmanship, but you can't see my swordsmanship, I am definitely better than this kid."

"Practice your basic skills well, and you don't have to worry about anything else."

"I'm not convinced, I just want to show the master the results of the practice, and the disciple doesn't know what's wrong with me. And why is it that he doesn't have to train the basic skills when he also practices swords, and I still have to swing my sword and raise my sword, which is not fair. Nangong Ling was like a stubborn donkey, and said in a stubborn tone.

"For the teacher's own arrangement, you just need to take care of your own practice, these two snow bamboo swords belong to Young Master Gu, can you touch his light, don't you know how to be content, how did the Nangong family's family motto teach you, shut up for me immediately."

Nangong Ling threw away the Snow Bamboo Sword in his hand unconvinced, and said with red eyes: "I don't need to touch this kid's light, Master, since you think I'm not as good as him, so good, I'm going to try it with him to see who the two of us are." ”

Nangong Yue shook her head, she didn't expect Nangong Ling to be even more rude and willful than she expected, relying on her identity as the younger generation of the Nangong family's senior brother, she thought that she should be high and always in the well-deserved center, the stars held the moon, and no one could disobey herself.

She only snubbed him slightly, and the boy's stubborn temper immediately came up.

In the Nangong family, he can still rely on his identity and status to convince others, but in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, no one will look at the face of you as a disciple of the Nangong family, and show mercy to his subordinates.

"That's enough, Gu Shun is only six years old this year, and you have been practicing swords longer than his current age. Even if you win against others, what do you have to be proud of?

As a senior brother, you can't set a good example, and you are jealous of your junior brother here all day long, don't you think you are very naïve and ridiculous.

Do you know why you have not been able to comprehend the true sword intent of the Taishang Forgetful Sword Technique, it is because your heart is too impetuous and you can't really sink your heart.

Cutting off feelings is not only feelings, but also one's vain heart. That's why you can't reach the realm of being too forgetful. Nangong was falling for a few months, and he took the opportunity not to forget to mention a few words.

Nangong Ling's face was red when he was scolded, but he was still extremely stubborn and said: "Even if I can't master the true sword intent of the Taishang Forgetful Sword Technique, I can defeat everyone." The apprentice will surely prove to you that I am your best apprentice. ”

Gu Shun crossed his hands behind his head, and said in a lazy tone: "Master, since he wants to test his swordsmanship with me, it just so happens that I also want to test whether my sword moves can be used in actual combat, so why don't you let me have a competition with him." ”

In the face of Gu Shun's request, Nangong Yue also made a mistake for a while, although actual combat is very beneficial to improving swordsmanship, but compared to Nangong Ling, Gu Shun has only a short time to practice swordsmanship after all, and there are not many sword moves, which is obviously a very disadvantaged thing.

Besides, both of them are immature, it is inevitable to be rash, in case she is accidentally injured in the competition, she doesn't know how to explain to Gu Fan.

Gu Shun was very confident and insisted on a swordsmanship competition.

Seeing that the attitudes of both sides were very resolute, Nangong Yue had no choice but to say: "For the sake of fairness, Nangong Ling, you can only use the first two hundred moves of Nangong Swordsmanship, and at the same time, you must control your strength and don't attack too hard." ”

Nangong Ling saw that the opportunity to prove himself had come, he snapped his fingers and said steadily: "Master, don't worry, in order not to take advantage of the danger of others, the apprentice only uses one hand to compete with him, and he can defeat him in less than two moves." ”

Gu Shun smiled, his expression was very contemptuous, "What kind of competition method, whoever admits defeat first will be considered defeated." ”

"Whatever you want, I'll accompany you no matter what."

The eyes of the two men collided fiercely, one full of hostility, the other full of ridicule and disdain.

Nangong Yue looked at this pair of brothers with very different personalities but surprisingly consistent styles, and frowned.

"You two, when you are going to compete, you must pay attention to safety, compete with each other, and don't be too competitive, especially Xiao Ling, let your junior brother understand."

Both nodded, not knowing how much they had heard, and the competition began.

Gu Shun and Nangong Ling each carried a snow bamboo sword for training and came to both sides of the training ground.

Outside the court, Nangong Yue looked at her two apprentices worriedly and expectantly, one was a personal apprentice who had been learning swords since childhood, and the other was Brother Gu's son, out of selfishness, she actually didn't want either of the two to lose this competition.

But for both of them, whoever loses this contest is not a bad thing.

She wanted to use Gu Shun's talent to let Nangong Ling know that there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky, and he is not the only one in this world who has excellent talents.

Similarly, she wants to use Nangong Ling, the strongest strength of the younger generation of the Nangong family, to arouse Gu Shun's fighting spirit, and practice martial arts not only relies on talent, but also on unremitting efforts and diligence.

If the two can supervise each other and make progress together, not only will they greatly improve their swordsmanship and martial arts, but with their potential, there may be a new story in the future in the Jianghu martial arts.

But looking at the tense appearance of the two people in front of her, Nangong Yue sighed a little tiredly.

"Okay, listen to me later, wait until I say the competition has started, and don't forget the etiquette before the competition." Nangong Yue had two swollen dark circles under her eyes, her eyes swept over the two of them, and she instructed bitterly.

Nangong Ling and Gu Shun lifted their swords at the same time, their right palms were downward, they grabbed the hilt of the sword with their fingers, and their left hands were covered with fists on their right hands, bowing slightly.

Since both sides were using snow bamboo swords, Nangong Ling was obviously clenching his teeth when he was luggage, perhaps because the weight of the snow bamboo sword was too heavy, and it was very difficult to grab with one hand. When Gu Shun raised his sword, it was very relaxed.

After the sword salute, the two of them each held their swords, waiting for the start of the competition.