Chapter 116

"There's no need at all. ”

Meng Songchang spread his hands, feeling that he could still point out Zhuang Yisheng in the future.

As for accepting apprentices, forget it, you can't learn a single sword trick in a few days, and you can't afford to lose that person.

............

"Brother Fang. ”

Zhang Huaiyang strode to Fang Dingyuan's side, his face full of excitement.

"I found Zhuang Yisheng's weakness. ”

"Hmm!"

"He doesn't know how to practice swords. Zhang Huaiyang said: "Now everyone knows, for a few days, Zhuang Yisheng has not learned a single swordsmanship." ”

"Really?"

Fang Dingyuan's eyes lit up.

"It's true, it's hard to master a swordsmanship, but it's still very easy to just imitate the general movements. But even so, Zhuang Yisheng didn't learn. ”

Fang Dingyuan covered his mouth and chuckled: "This is too bad." ”

"Yes, a lot of people don't believe it, everyone goes to see it. Now the Guanhu Courtyard is about to become a scenic spot, and people go to see Zhuang Yisheng wrestling every day. ”

Zhang Huaiyang said: "Brother Fang, this is our chance!"

"Huh?"

"Brother Fang challenged Zhuang Yisheng, now that he has started to practice, we are not considered bullies. In front of everyone's eyes, defeat him with swordsmanship, take revenge, and let out a bad breath. ”

Fang Dingyuan's eyes brightened a little, and his heart was about to move.

But after a moment, he said slowly, "Let's take another look." ”

"Brother Fang, why aren't you excited at all when you hear this?"

Zhang Huaiyang said: "We finally discovered Zhuang Yisheng's real weakness. ”

Fang Dingyuan looked at him, Zhang Huaiyang's eyes were resolute, and his tone was categorical.

That's what you said last time!

Said that he did not understand the inscription, said that he did not understand the talisman...... The most excessive thing is to say that he doesn't understand poetry.

The result......

I secretly competed with Zhuang Yisheng several times, and I lost so badly. What's even more infuriating is that Zhuang Yisheng may not have realized that I was secretly competing with him.

This time he said he didn't know swordsmanship?

In fact, up to now, Fang Dingyuan and Zhuang Yisheng's thoughts of arguing have gradually faded.

It's not that he's open-minded, it's that he's realized:

In terms of identity, he is the empress's childhood sweetheart.

In terms of financial resources, he holds a mine in his hands.

On Talent...... Don't mention such an unhappy thing.

Just like A and B are doing the same job, but B takes 200 yuan more than A, A must feel uncomfortable;

A's mentality was immediately balanced.

When you're only a little bit better than others, people will be jealous of you. When you're 10,000 steps ahead of others, they'll come around and lick you.

So for this matter, Fang Dingyuan decided to take a look first.

............

Night, Guanhu Temple.

Zhuang Yisheng stepped forward, his right foot followed his left foot, his body was in an arc trajectory, his body was in harmony with his qi, his qi was in harmony with his will, and then he stabbed out with a sword.

Backstabbing sword.

The tip of the sword made a clear sound, and a fallen leaf was pierced into two sections.

Zhuang Yisheng closed his eyes, reminiscing about the feeling of the sword just now, and after a long time, he opened his eyes, sighing and sighing.

It's been five days, and I've only completed a complete trip to the Sword of Backstabbing.

Peerless martial arts talent, where is the absolute place, there is no feeling at all.

Zhuang Yisheng didn't know that the nameless swordsmanship he practiced was the most difficult to practice because it was the strongest.

Zero has been giving guidance and using the right standards. Zhuang Yisheng's movements and luck routes must be fully compliant with the standards.

For Zero, there is no approximate, like, almost, almost and so on.

Its standard is 100 percent, absolute absolute, equating with perfection.

It took Zhuang Yisheng five days to stab a sword of backstabbing. It can also be understood that it took him five days to stab a perfect sword.

Many people spend their entire lives in poverty and are unable to reach this level.

Of course, now Zhuang Yisheng has not yet learned, let alone mastered and mastered.

You also need to keep practicing until you get to the point where you can do whatever you want.

In the courtyard, Zhuang Yisheng walked the sword again, and after that, he didn't fall much.

In the beginning, he could only succeed once out of ten, and then out of ten, he could stab two or three swords, and as he continued to practice, he succeeded more and more.

On this day, in the morning, Zhuang Yisheng had just washed up, and Lu Lingdang came in from outside the door, carrying a basket in his hand.

"Zhuang Gongzi, I helped you find Jianqin and sent it to you. ”

"Huh?"

Zhuang Yisheng saw that in Lu Lingdang's bamboo basket, there was a handful of green celery.

"I asked someone to inquire, and it is said that this kind of celery can improve the talent of sword learning. Some people just eat this celery every day and later become a kendo master. Lu Ling said.

She pulled out one, a foot in size, and it did look like a sword.

Zhuang Yisheng's head was full of black lines: "There is no need for this." ”

"What if it's useful, there's not much money anyway, so it's harmless. ”

"Oh well. ”

Lu Lingdang saw that Zhuang Yisheng had packed his things, so he asked, "Zhuang Gongzi is going back today?"

"Well, it's always a little inconvenient here, Qiu Lanpei still needs to send medicine every day, so I'll go back to the Wutong faction. ”

Lu Lingzhong nodded, feeling that Zhuang Yisheng was probably embarrassed to continue wrestling in front of people because his talent was too poor.

In fact, what is it, Lu Lingzhong does not feel ashamed.

She sighed, rubbed her hands and said, "I've always planned to go to the west of the city to paint sycamores, but I haven't been there." I heard that the Wutong faction is also in the west of the city, is it Zhuang Gongzi. ”

"Definitely. ”

"Does the Sycamore faction have a sycamore?"

"There are quite a few. ”

Zhuang Yisheng said: "There are all kinds of birds and beasts in the mountains, and they are quite lively. When the wind blows, there is a loud noise, that is, there are too many fallen leaves, which is difficult to clean. ”

Zhuang Yisheng said, and saw Lu Ling's eyes staring at him without blinking.

After a while, Zhuang Yisheng tentatively said, "That ...... Why don't I invite you to the Sycamore Sect?"

"Wow. ”

Lu Lingdang immediately said: "Originally, I still have some things today, but since Gongzi sincerely invited, I am embarrassed to refuse, so let's put other things later." ”

Zhuang Yisheng was speechless for a while, he rode his black iron horse, and Lu Lingdang sat sideways in the back.

The two of them slammed past the academy, and Tang Xiaoshuang happened to see this scene and was stunned.

Lu Lingdang deliberately put his hand on Zhuang Yisheng's shoulder.

Zhuang Gongzi looked very weak, but he didn't expect his shoulders to be quite strong. ”

Zhuang Yisheng snorted, in fact, after he cultivated, he was no longer as weak as before, but Zero occasionally extracted energy, and his face was still very pale, so he still looked a little weak.

Zhuang Yisheng and Lu Lingdang left the academy and rode down the street, the cool breeze was blowing, Lu Lingdang waved his legs, and the whole person was inexplicably much more relaxed.

Suddenly, there was a neighing of horses, and someone came from the opposite side on a fast horse, shouting: "Disperse, the feather commander will send a message, and no one else will disperse." ”

Zhuang Yisheng parked the car aside.

In the capital, it is not allowed to ride a galloping horse, and it will be dealt with according to speeding after being caught.

There is only one exception, the Yu Lingbing, who is responsible for transmitting information at the border gates.

Lu Lingzhong frowned, and said, "Could it be that something happened at the border pass?" ”