Chapter 225: The whip and the saber flew together
Bai Xianyan: "To be honest, my brother's kung fu is average, although he cultivates both civil and military, he focuses more on cultivating literature. If you really want to see the Bai family's knife technique, I'll find two more people and let them fight against you. ”
For the children of the family, the cultivation of literature is more important than the cultivation of martial arts.
After all, as their identity, they can mobilize force with a wave of their hand.
They stand in the world, and what they need more is their brains, talents, and behavior.
Therefore, Mu Qingfeng, Bai Yinghui and other children of the family will pay more attention to the cultivation of literature.
Huan Yu said: "What's the point of watching others fight? You have to fight yourself to enjoy it. Grandma, have you ever studied martial arts? ”
Bai Xianyan shook her head: "I know how to shoot arrows, and I'm learning to ride and shoot." ”
Huan Yu said: "You have so many people to protect, and you don't need to learn martial arts." But I need to. That's why my master taught me martial arts since I was a child. ”
Bai Xianyan looked at her and said, "Your master is very powerful, and he is also very good to you, right?" ”
"How do you know?" Huan Yu asked.
"Look at you." Bai Xianyan said, "You...... It shouldn't be considered to be in a good situation, but you are optimistic and lively, and you are so good, it must be that the person who raised you is very good and has a heart. ”
Huan Yu was silent and said, "Don't say it, I've been able to ease up these days." ”
"I'm sorry!" Bai Xianyan said apologetically.
The two walked in silence for a while, and Huan Yu suddenly said, "My master was poisoned." When I get back, I'll avenge her. ”
Bai Xianyan: "Ah...... Who is it? ”
"These things are all from the capital, and they are far away from you, so don't ask. Don't worry, I won't hurt your brother. Speaking of Bai Yinghui, Huan Yu smiled, "Your cousin is as cute as you, I actually like him a lot, just tease him." ”
Bai Xianyan nodded.
……
When he arrived at the martial arts training ground, Bai Xianyan found that Bai Yinghui actually called Yu Cheng to join him.
She had seen them practice the Bai family's sword technique since she was a child, and immediately thought of the mechanism inside, and went over to whisper to Bai Yinghui: "What are you doing?" And called Yu Cheng here? ”
"Ahem!" Bai Yinghui coughed, didn't answer, took out the saber, threw it provocatively, caught it, and said, "Your Royal Highness Princess, this is the saber of the Iron Armor Army!" You'll have to catch it later! ”
Huan Yu tore off his cloak with one hand and threw it to the side very handsomely, just on the weapon rack.
Then her little girl gave her whip again, and she swung it with a dragon-like sound.
No wonder it's called "King Kong Dragon Whip", it feels so powerful.
Bai Xianyan hurriedly hid away.
Bai Yinghui glanced at Yu Cheng and swung his knife to attack.
After more than ten moves, Bai Xianyan saw that Yu Cheng began to gesture, which was the command gesture of the Bai family's knife technique.
After dozens of moves, the saber in Bai Yinghui's hand and the King Kong Dragon whip in the princess's hand were actually entangled together, and at the same time they flew out of their hands.
Yu Cheng went over, picked up the knife and whip, untied it, threw the knife to Bai Yinghui, and then patted the dust off the whip, folded it in his hand, and sent it to Huan Yu with both hands.
Huan Yu's appearance resembles the queen mother.
Yu Cheng looked at her, his heart was sour, and he said in an unusually gentle voice: "Yu...... Princess, this is a draw. ”
Bai Xianyan was also going to say this in the past, but when she walked next to them, she saw Yu Cheng say this to her.
She was stunned for a moment.
She had never seen Yu Cheng so gentle and considerate to any woman.
Picked up a whip for her.
Also shot ashes.
His eyes are usually cold, but they are very warm at this time.
He also called the princess "Princess Yu", inexplicably shouting out a sense of closeness.