Chapter Seventy-Three: Drawing the Sword

"Footwork?" Su Musha stood still and asked suspiciously. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He originally thought that his senior sister was going to instruct him in martial arts, and no matter how bad he was, he would pass on a few powerful kung fu tricks, but he didn't expect that it was to guide him in his foot kung fu? Could it be that it was to save his life, so he taught him a few tricks to escape kung fu?

Ye Qiudi knew what he was thinking at a glance, and couldn't help but give him a slap.

"Shhh ”

"You're so stupid now, didn't I find someone to cry?"

Ye Qiudi muttered, casually took a soft sword handed over by the maid, walked to the edge of the pond, and said disdainfully: "The swordsmanship of the Hailiu Sword Sect is not enough, and he actually forced himself to be injured, and he is embarrassed to say that he is smart?"

After saying that, Ye Qiudi threw the soft sword towards the lake, and if a hundred-pound weight smashed on the water, it suddenly splashed half a meter high.

Ye Qiudi swept the soft sword over the water splash in his hand, and walked towards Su Mu without looking back. Looking at the soft sword again, the sword body is like the eight-character Hu soft sword that was stabbed that day, like a brush that has just been dipped in water to pull up a stream of water, but it does not fall.

Ye Qiudi said: "The soft sword is invisible, flexible and changeable, urged by internal force to bend and straighten, moving like a dragon on the sea, quiet like a pine between the cliffs, known as the king of a hundred blades, but it is extremely difficult for the soft sword to be sent and received in the heart, not to mention the extreme consumption of internal force, and the requirements for internal force control are also high." ”

"The reason why the Assassin's soft sword can be strengthened after being dipped in water is just a way to borrow the power of form. ”

Ye Qiudi said: "It's like a towel, it hurts to pump people after being dipped in water." ”

"Water is impermanent, soft swords are invisible, and the only subtlety of the Sea Stream Sword School lies in the skill of pulling water to 'form vitality' and the moves derived from it. ”

Although Ye Qiudi praised her verbally, Su Musha saw that she was carelessly playing with the soft sword in her hand that attracted the momentum of the water, and estimated that she didn't feel a little profound, and saw the joy of hunting.

Really!

"It's not hard to crack this martial art. Ye Qiudi shook the soft sword as he spoke, and the water he was pulling suddenly fell to the ground.

She handed the soft sword to the maid and said, "The method of restraint is in this footwork, as long as it affects the soft sword to be weak, the sword technique of the Hailiu Sword Sect cannot be used at all." ”

"In fact, footwork is especially important in any blade engagement. Ye Qiudi stood in front of Su Musha and said seriously: "The master has a move, first compete with momentum, then use footwork to determine the level, and then compete in martial arts at the end." “

"Only when your footwork is strong can you influence and defeat your opponent. ”

Su Musha heard some truth and couldn't help but nodded.

Ye Qiudi's serious face suddenly smiled, and he blinked his eyes and said, "Yes, it's not too stupid." ”

Su Musha couldn't cry or laugh, and couldn't help but reach out to grab Ye Qiudi, wanting to punish her slightly, but she was quickly dodged.

"Alright, alright. Ye Qiudi slapped a rake, pretended to be serious, and said, "Be serious, senior sister will personally teach you kung fu." ”

Su Musha couldn't beat it, although he said it, but he forced Miss Ye to do it, and it was himself who suffered, so he could only snort coldly and said: "Don't worry, you tricked me today, and you will have to pay it back in the future, if you can't do it, our son will pay it back, see if I don't spank him." ”

Ye Qiudi couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard this, and said angrily: "Phew, who gave birth to a son with you." ”

"That's my daughter. Su Mushu was proud.

"Practice. Annoyed and angry, Ye Qiudi changed the topic and asked, "Pull out your knife and let you, the frog at the bottom of the well, see the subtleties of the footwork." ”

"Okay. Su Mu answered, his right hand on the hilt of the pitch-black knife.

The green fox knife scabbard forging is unique, the knife is extremely fast and the sound is like a fox roar, there is a hidden sense of losing the mind, the first move to draw the knife is its most powerful move, so the faster the knife is made, the better. Su Musha only drew a knife for a long time, and now he has to draw his sword hundreds of times a day, never stopping.

Su Musha drew his sword this time to calm down, and the knife speed was faster.

The green fox knife was from the bottom up, like a swordfish leaping out of the water, and a piercing fox roar slashed through the air.

But the fox's roar was not half loud, and the knife was not up from the bottom! Suddenly a "snap" interrupted it.

The swordfish had just jumped out of the water and was knocked into the water with a stick. Ye Qiudi's palm pressed on Su Musha's right hand holding the hilt, and there was only a size distance between the two.

"The heart is the order, the air is the flag, and the waist is the waist!"

Ye Qiudi said: "Draw the knife quickly, only rely on arm strength to fail, you must use the left half of the body as the fulcrum, the long waist dispatch, and the knife is fast by throwing the momentum." ”

"And I'm standing right now, just as the power of the sword is about to be born. Ye Qiudi said: "It only takes a light tap to stop you from drawing the knife." ”

"To put it bluntly, there is no other footwork, only to squeeze the space. Ye Qiudi said: "As long as the footwork is the first step by step, the opponent will be like a saber in a narrow alley, and no matter how powerful the move is, it will not be able to be used." ”

Su Musha pondered for a long time and asked, "Then how can I avoid the opponent's footwork from taking the lead?"

"Attack as defense, retreat as advance, or confuse the other party with reality and fiction. Ye Qiudi said.

"And how can you tell if the enemy's strength is about to be alive?"

"Focus on it. Ye Qiudi said: "Compared with me, the focus is like the commander of a thousand armies, and he must always maintain his own focus and attack the focus of others. ”

"I see. "Su Musha is enlightened.

"Come again. ”

Ye Qiudi took two steps back and motioned for Su Musha to draw his knife again.

As before, Su Musha had just pulled out half of the knife, and Ye Qiudi was already standing in the position where his hand holding the handle of the knife must pass, and Wei Yi casually brushed it lightly on the back of Su Musha's hand, giving birth to a strange force that forced Su Musha to return the knife to the scabbard with a "snap".

The two of them did not stop at all after this action. The green fox knife retreated to its scabbard, and Su Musha took a step back, adjusted his center of gravity, and then drew his knife. Ye Qiudi took another step forward, slapped the knife into the scabbard with a "snap", and pointed at the same time in his mouth: "The focus is too obvious." “

Smack! Smack!

After practicing dozens of times, Ye Qiudi walked leisurely, his hand caressing like a flower, and he was stunned and forced Su Mu to cover the green fox knife without pulling it out once.

Su Musha had been forced to the edge of the pond, and there was no way back, Ye Qiudi was about to stop, and heard Su Musha say excitedly: "Come again!"

I saw Su Musha's right foot slammed on the ground, and his whole body swept into the air.

"Good. Ye Qiudi followed.

When vacating, it is convenient to hide the focus point and make it uncertain, but Ye Qiudi is not an ordinary person.

"Bang" and "Bang" sounded, but Su Musha still didn't pull out the knife.

The two of them were like swallows picking up water, making ripples on the surface of the calm pond.

When he was about to cross the pond, Su Musha's breath was finally chaotic, and he could no longer borrow strength on the water.

Sticking to the surface of the water, he retreated two feet away, and his body staggered, and the upper of Su Mu's shoe was completely wet by the pond water. Ye Qiudi saw that Su Musha's strength was not enough, and when Ye Yi brushed the back of Su Musha's hand again, the strange force pushed Su Musha directly backwards and landed on the pond bank opposite the osmanthus tree.

Su Musha took a few steps back, made way for Ye Qiudi, waited for the weather, held the handle of the knife in his right hand, and said with a smile: "Actually, I have a way to pull out the knife." ”

"Oh?" Ye Qiudi stood still and asked suspiciously, "Try it?"

"Try it. Su Mu pulled out his sword again.

"Smack!"

Ye Qiudi took a step forward and forced the knife back, and when he was puzzled and proud, he suddenly saw that Su Mu did not advance but retreated, and also took a step forward, stuck it with her cheek, and pecked her lightly on the lips.