Chapter 163

Li Shouhong's face was red, and the eyes around him pierced his face.

He suddenly gritted his teeth, rolled over, picked up the wooden sword on the ground, and stabbed Zhuang Yisheng violently.

Zhuang Yisheng was startled, his body circled, avoided the sword, came to Li Shouhong's back, and handed the sword out in his hand.

Do you want to stab this sword......

Just when Zhuang Yisheng hesitated, Li Shouhong turned around and threw out a sword.

At this moment, his eyes were wide with anger and his expression was fierce.

Li Shouhong is going to get serious.

Everyone was shocked at the same time, feeling that Li Shouhong was full of murderous energy.

The golden snake sword technique splashed towards Zhuang Yisheng like a rainstorm.

Zhuang Yisheng kept retreating, covering a little embarrassed.

"Good!"

"Yan Manzi can't hold on!"

"Beat him. ”

Mu Qiubai thought to himself, Zhuang Yisheng was going to be cold, he clenched his fists and shouted: "Come on, come on." ”

"It is said that Senior Brother Mu and Senior Brother Li do not have a good relationship, but now it seems that this is not the case. ”

"Yes, Senior Brother Mu still has a heart. ”

The people next to him were amazed.

However, they didn't know that the object of Mu Qiubai's cheering was not Li Shouhong, but Zhuang Yisheng.

Zhuang Yisheng is now embarrassed.

He wanted to give Li Shouhong a step, but Li Shouhong obviously didn't cherish it. Now that he has moved his real personality, he can only use his real personality.

Zhuang Yisheng's movements became vigorous, and the cooperation between hands and feet was tacit.

He easily walked around Li Shouhong's back and handed out a sword.

Retreat again, circle again, attack again......

Another key point in the backstabbing sword technique is that the moves cannot be used. Similar to the pirate play, one hit, take advantage and leave, never entangle.

Li Shouhong fell into a state of madness, he went all out, but he couldn't touch Zhuang Yisheng, Zhuang Yisheng was like a fish that didn't leave his hands, no matter how fierce the golden snake swordsmanship was, what was the use of not being able to hit people.

At the same time, Zhuang Yisheng kept backstabbing.

Chest, shoulders, elbows, back, knees......

Li Shouhong was beaten.

The eyes of the people around all opened wide, and Zhuang Yisheng exploded Li Shouhong.

Only one person stared intently and clenched his fists: "Come on, come on." ”

He is naturally Mu Qiubai, and he is secretly ruthless in his heart: beat him hard, beat him hard.

I don't know how many swords Li Shouhong hit, his whole face was swollen like a pig's head, and suddenly his body went limp, and he fell to the ground with a poof.

Bruised all over, he didn't even have the strength to hold a sword.

"Senior Brother Li, Senior Brother Li...... Are you okay. ”

"Alas......" Mu Qiubai sighed: "It seems that I am indeed different from some people, at least I won't sneak attack if I lose." ”

"You ......," Li Shouhong said through gritted teeth.

"If you lose, you lose, people have already shown mercy, and you are useless when you go down the stairs. ”

Now Mu Qiubai feels comfortable, and the injury he suffered yesterday doesn't seem so painful. At least, he wasn't beaten like a pig's head.

Everyone looked at Li Shouhong on the ground, and then looked at Zhuang Yisheng standing with a sword, and they couldn't speak for a while.

How fierce is this Yan barbarian.

If he chooses Tai Academy alone, how can everyone hold their heads up in the future.

No, someone has to hold his momentum.

Then they all looked at Qian Zhilan and Fei Mo.

The expressions on the faces of the two suddenly changed.

They are not much different from Mu Qiubai and Li Shouhong's strength, looking at the strength shown by Zhuang Yisheng, the two of them are also given for nothing.

The key is that Zhuang Yisheng's sword momentum is fluctuating, it doesn't look very powerful, and he doesn't know what to do, so he has already lost.

The more ambiguous the enemy, the more difficult it is to deal with.

Zhuang Yisheng digested the harvest of the battle with Li Shouhong, and to be honest, compared to yesterday, the harvest was very small. After all, these disciples are all in the acquired realm, and they have some understanding of kendo, but it is also limited.

The grinding stone is a little unusable.

"Anyone else?"

Zhuang Yisheng didn't feel that today was over here, he had just warmed up.

But I saw that no one jumped out again.

"Why don't you go up together?" said Zhuang Yisheng.

Yes, if one person is not enough to put pressure on yourself, then there are two more people, and the more people, the greater the pressure, and the faster the growth.

When everyone in the sword room heard this, they were in an uproar.

This Yan barbarian is too crazy.

I don't take Donglu Tai Academy seriously at all.

"Give him some color!"

"Beat him!"

The crowd was excited, everyone clenched their fists, but no one moved.

In the end, his eyes still fell on Fei Mo and Qian Zhilan.

The two of them were also a little timid in their hearts, if they played, it would be easy to say if they won, but if they lost, wouldn't it make Yan Manzi even more proud.

At this time, a middle-aged man happened to pass by, and when he saw this scene, he frowned slightly. Then he waved his hand and asked Qian Zhilan to come over.

Qian Zhilan saluted respectfully to the other party.

The middle-aged man bowed his head and said, "I'll pass you three swordsmanship, you go and win him." ”

Qian Zhilan's eyes lit up, and he was much more confident.

He put on protective gear, came to Zhuang Yisheng, and said, "To win you, only three swords are enough." ”

Zhuang Yisheng didn't know who this middle-aged man was, but he looked at the expressions around him respectfully, he should be the teacher of Tai Academy.

But no matter who it is, it doesn't matter, Zhuang Yisheng is just sharpening his sword today.

After the two sides stood still, Qian Zhilan took the lead.

Zhuang Yisheng's eyes lit up, and there were almost no flaws in his sword.

Just because there are almost no flaws doesn't mean there are no flaws at all. Moreover, it was used by Qian Zhilan, and there were more flaws.

Zhuang Yisheng wrapped his body, handed out a sword, and slammed it on his wrist, and the wooden sword in Qian Zhilan's hand fell to the ground.

"This ......"

Everyone around was stunned.

Just now, Qian Zhilan also said that the three swords could defeat the enemy, but as a result, none of the swords were used.

Qian Zhilan looked back at the middle-aged man, his expression was also very innocent, I don't blame me, it's the swordsmanship you taught doesn't work.

The middle-aged man's face darkened, and he waved his hand and called Fei Mo over: "His comprehension is too low, I will pass you three more swords, and you will win him." ”

Fei Mo was excited, and rushed to attack Zhuang Yisheng.

Zhuang Yisheng didn't rush to attack this time, he found that the swordsmanship taught by the middle-aged man was very good.

Although Fei Mo can only learn six or seven percent, he can completely let Zero optimize it.

Such exquisite swordsmanship is not easy to obtain.

He kept the mind of stealing the master, and after three moves, he hit Fei Mo with his sword.

At this time, the middle-aged man passed on Qian Zhilan's three-move swordsmanship, and Qian Zhilan replaced Fei Mo.

Zhuang Yisheng asked him to finish the three swordsmanship before he made a move to win.

He learned nine swordsmanship in one go, and felt that each move was extremely mysterious, and it was by no means a big road commodity that could be seen everywhere.

These nine swordsmanship can also be blended into the most Zhuang swordsmanship.

With a snap, Zhuang Yisheng stabbed Fei Mo with a sword, this time he used not a backstabbing sword, but the nine-move swordsmanship he had just stolen.

I kept thinking about it in my heart, and the demon sent the god to use it.

This sword is extremely painful.

The middle-aged man's expression changed, and he suddenly stepped in front of Zhuang Yisheng, standing with his hands in his hands, bringing him a murderous aura.

At least it's the peak of qi refining, or the stage of spirit training.

"Would you like to worship me as a teacher?" the middle-aged man said suddenly.

There were bursts of exclamations around them.

Zhuang Yisheng was also stunned: "Your Excellency?"

"Three swords open the mountain Huang Zhantang. ”

The middle-aged man stood with his hands in his hands and said lightly: "By the way, I am the dean of this place." ”