Chapter 180: Fighting wits and courage
Xuewei's reply made Medi frown, and said helplessly: "Listen to my advice, I'll find a one-sided trip to the troubled waters this time, is it good for you to accompany the teacher to chat about the past and the present day and night? Why do you want to learn this hard-working fourth sword?"
"Because the protégé saw the prosperity in front of him, he was not happy. ”
The corners of Xuewei's mouth turned up: "The witch of the protégé cholera world, the people around her are all refining soldiers, and the world of no longer studying martial arts and going home to farm is really too fresh, and the protégé doesn't want to see it, so I beg Mr. to teach the protégé the fourth sword again." ”
Medi shook her head and sighed softly: "If you have a sharp weapon, you will be murderous, if you are hidden from the world, you will have nothing to worry about, if you live in a temple, you will worry about the people, and if you are far away from the rivers and lakes, you will worry about your king...... Haven't you already learned this kind of swordsmanship?"
Xuewei leaned down deeply and said in a low voice: "Sir, please forgive the protégé for being unfilial, it is impossible to be at your mercy, and I don't know when the ability will return." ”
"And you're going?"
"Go back. ”
Medi muttered for a moment, then stood up, inexplicable energy pouring out of his body, and the room slammed apart, and its splendor gathered in his hand, turning into a wooden sword.
"Since you have made up your mind, no matter how much I have, it is useless, so let's do it and let me see, how much have you learned my skills. ”
There was a hint of solemnity in Xuewei's eyes.
Although she has long become a legend in the rivers and lakes, even so, she still can't see clearly what kind of skill her master has reached.
But!
The whirlwind revived, and a wooden sword was engraved and fell into Xuewei's hand, and then the two figures suddenly disappeared from view, only the golden and iron bodies emitted by the collision of wooden swords gave people infinite reverie.
Horrific ......
The moment the sword intersected, Xuewei clearly felt how much difference there was between her and her husband.
The difference in the degree, the difference in vision, the difference in thinking, the difference in swordsmanship, the difference in strength, and the difference in doing rao.
At the moment when the sword and the sword intersected, Xuewei swept the count clearly, and she couldn't win this game.
"Even so, are you still going to be far-fetched?"
"The protégé is only far-fetched. ”
After speaking, it is the second sword.
For Lin Kang's terrifying husband, the girl tried her best to use the heart cultivation sword that she had so hard to comprehend.
Under this sword, flying flowers, fallen leaves, gravel, grass and trees, this space has become her sword, and it is neat and tidy to her husband.
Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect is exactly where she is now.
It's a pity that her husband's position is even better, the flying flowers and fallen leaves are poured for her husband, the grass and trees and stones bow to her husband, and the whole of this space, and even the ground have become the sword of the husband and fell straight down, stopping between her forehead.
Ten thousand swords are one, which is the point of her husband.
She was defeated.
"Sir, you didn't teach me this sword. ”
"Why didn't I teach you, you didn't have clarity?"
"Clear...... Because sir, you don't understand swords. ”
Looking at the girl who was about to take the sword and still didn't take even a step back, Medi shook her head and sighed: "The second shot of the seven guns, although I don't want to, since you want to be far-fetched, this name will be given to you...... Go ahead, remember not to get hurt. ”