Zhou Chenhai was stunned in his heart, "This person must have room to make a move, he is carrying a long sword, and he should be able to use swordsmanship." If he attacks me with his sword, how can I live? But who is this man, and why is he attacking me?"

After listening to Du Shiyao's words, the young man did not reply to his identity, but said: "The girl is so handsome, I still want to ask for a few tricks, I don't know if it's okay?"

As he spoke, he looked at Du Shiyao, his voice was calm, full of magnetism, and it was very good.

From the time Du Shiyao entered the room, the young man had been looking at her, and Du Shiyao was uncomfortable.

As soon as she said this, Du Shiyao couldn't ask for it, "That's right, see how I teach you!", and then he had to do it.

"Wait!", the boy said suddenly.

Everyone didn't know what his intentions were, Du Shiyao shouted: "Want to play tricks, don't dream!"

The boy was unimpressed. He pointed to the round table and chair in the center of the room, and said unhurriedly, "Wouldn't it be a pity if the items here were damaged by the two of us?"

After speaking, I saw his hands slowly pushed out, or patted or dragged, the palm wind was soft and gentle, which was completely different from the previous fierce and aggressive. It is like picking flowers and folding willows, and the posture is elegant.

The round table and chairs floated up with his movements, and landed smoothly against the wall. The teapot and cups on the table didn't move a bit.

Du Shiyao said: "The two instruments of Panshi Peak return to the Yuan Gong. Isn't it great?"

This is the housekeeping skill of Panshi Peak, a cultivator of both rigidity and softness, like the poles of yin and yang. Strong and brave, like a landslide and tsunami, soft and soft, but the strength is continuous and cannot be broken.

Cultivators can switch back and forth according to the situation when facing the enemy, while those who have cultivated to the highest level can use both strength and softness at the same time, and finally reach the supreme realm of returning to the origin of the two instruments.

This young man was seen through his own kung fu and didn't care. I just stretched out my hand and made a gesture of please.

Du Shiyao's face was full of anger, "Hmph, do you look down on people?"

She sheathed her sword, tossed it aside, and then made a gesture that seemed to be about to compete with the boy.

The young man looked at Du Shiyao's starting style and said, "I have heard for a long time that the Aoxue Plum Blossom Palm of the Snow Peak is very good, and I asked the girl to give me a lot of advice today." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, look at the palm!"

I didn't see how Du Shiyao raised her feet, so she flew up lightly. The posture is like a butterfly wearing flowers, and the body is soft. A pair of slender hands danced in the air, like two blooming plum blossoms, falling towards the boy in unison.

The beautiful posture is fascinating, but the boy sees the murderous motive in it.

Seeing Du Shiyao's palms coming, the young man stood straight, and suddenly hit his left fist, with a fierce wind, facing Du Shiyao's palms.

Du Shiyao was in mid-air, as if snow was falling in the wind, lightly avoiding the man's left fist, and then slapped the man's chest.

The young man raised his right hand to protect his chest, and Du Shiyao fell with a palm and hit the young man's forearm.

The young man only felt that a cold cold on his right arm penetrated his skin and pierced into the bone marrow, and the true qi in his body was also stagnant. But he didn't pause at all, and swung his left fist at Du Shiyao again.

Du Shiyao looked at the attacking fist, and swayed lightly through the fist wind to dodge. landed a soft turn, delicate and standing.

The cold winter shadow falls on the snow,

An independent plum in the wind.

At this moment, Du Shiyao's body is straight, her hands are tied, and her expression is proud. Like plum blossoms growing in the cold wind, unruly.

The boy looked at his right arm, which was covered with a thin layer of frost.

Suddenly, the corners of his eyes rose under the cover of the scarf, and he seemed to smile slightly.

His right fist clenched, and with a slight shock, the frost on his arm shattered and fell off.

Du Shiyao's apricot eyes widened, and she said in her heart: "What a domineering origin true qi!"

The young man bullied up, still with his fists out, extremely fierce. Du Shiyao relied on her wonderful body technique, shuttling back and forth between her fists, and slapped a palm from time to time, directly hitting the man's vital point.

The two kept making moves, and the more they fought, the faster they fought. In the small space they are in, the wind is loud. The curtains of the surrounding windows and doors were also scraped and whirred.

The boy was like a swept wind, stirring the air around him. Du Shiyao is like a delicate flower, as if it is about to be torn apart by the wind, but she still dances peacefully in it.

After dozens of moves, the boy never hit Du Shiyao. And Du Shiyao hit the young man more than ten times, but the young man was not afraid at all, and the frost on his body shattered as soon as he was shocked.

But this seemingly indiscriminate contest has actually been made clear.

The young man's moves slowed down slightly, and although the palm power of the more than ten palms in his body was not strong, the cold ice true qi remaining in his body gradually increased, which caused a lot of obstacles to the operation of his own true qi.

If they continue to hold on like this, the young man will inevitably lose.

At this moment, even Du Yuanqing and Zhong Yujian, who were watching the battle from the sidelines, saw the clues, not to mention Du Shiyao who was in it.

But Zhou Chenhai frowned.

"This person has made his soft kung fu smooth, and now he is blindly using his strong fists, but for some reason, he doesn't want to lure the enemy deeper?"

Sure enough, the young man suddenly changed his palm, strong and restrained, and soft and steep!

Zhou Chenhai said in his heart: "It's not good!"

At this time, it is too late to make a reminder.

The young man's movements are gentle, like a poem or painting, like a piano and drum, and several palms are slapped out without sound.

Du Shiyao was caught off guard, and she tried her best to dodge in danger.

Between breaths, the two separated at the same time, each standing aside.

Looking at Du Shiyao, I saw that her face was flushed, and her blood was surging. She pressed her hand on her left shoulder, breathing heavily, and did not speak.

Looking at the young man again, he was silent, just smiling at the corners of his eyes, calm and relaxed.

Zhou Chenhai saw that something was wrong, so he stepped forward first, stopped between the two of them, and protected Du Shiyao with a sword in his hand.

The young man was not in a hurry, he looked at Zhou Chenhai, and then quietly waited for Du Shiyao to adjust his breath.

Du Shiyao pondered: "If this person hits me on the left shoulder with all his strength, I will be seriously injured and fall to the ground, but he has gathered most of his strength, and now he will not take advantage of the victory to pursue." What exactly is his intention?"

After a while, Du Shiyao's face recovered, and her breathing was steady. She stomped on the ground with her foot, only to hear a thud, and the long sword that had just been thrown aside instantly rose and fell into her hand.

"I'll lose the empty-handed fight! Let's have another swordsmanship contest! Chenhai, get out of the way. ”

Zhou Chenhai was anxious in his heart, "This little girl is addicted to fighting! Is it a martial arts competition or a life?"

Zhou Chenhai was still thinking about what to do, but before he could speak, the young man spoke first.

"If the girl still wants to compete, there will be a chance in the future. If you and I compare again at this time, Chen Hai is afraid that he will not sit idly by. ”

This time, Zhou Chenhai was stunned, "Do you know me?"

The young man smiled and slowly removed the face towel from his face, revealing his face. said: "I haven't seen you for three years, Chen Hai, do you still recognize me?"

Zhou Chenhai looked at the young man in front of him, and his eyes gradually burst into light.