Chapter 103: A Tree Branch as a Sword

Chen Haoyu remembered that his brother danced the sword that night, but he was not as imposing as his father and so exquisite. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

If you want to talk about the wonder of swordsmanship, Chen Yun Yu is still young after all, and many subtleties have not yet been comprehended, so he is naturally inferior to his genius uncle.

Chen Jiannan demonstrated a piece of swordsmanship as a lure, and Xiao Haohao and Little Monkey's interest had increased a lot.

Chen Jiannan leaned down and asked, "Baby, do you want to learn swordsmanship?" ā€

Xiao Haohao was so drooling that he thought about it, and hurriedly said, "Daddy, I want to practice, I want to practice." ā€

When the little monkey heard that Chen Jiannan was going to teach swordsmanship, he was so excited that he waved his paws, jumped and squeaked.

"Alright, you all pick up a branch and practice with me. Chen Jiannan said.

Chen Haoyu didn't follow, pouted, and pointed to his father's sword in the scabbard, he wanted to use his father's sword.

Chen Jiannan couldn't cry or laugh when he saw his son's demeanor.

He grabbed the hand of the scabbard and sent it forward, and said, "Good baby, if you can pull it out, I will use it for you." ā€

Chen Haoyu spat twice into the palms of his hands, ran and jumped forward, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, using all his strength to feed, his face was flushed, but the sword never moved.

Not to mention that the sword is too heavy, Xiao Haohao's hand is too small to hold the big sword at all.

Chen Haoyu finally gave up the idea of using his father's sword, ran away with the little monkey angrily, and each picked up a branch and came back.

"Prepeach!"

"Chop!"

"Hack!"

"Hook!"

"Pick!"

"Sweep!"

"Royal!"

"Attack!"

"Defense!"

"Block!"

Chen Jiannan's demonstrations of one move and one style are all basic and introductory moves.

Xiao Haohao and the little monkey looked attentive, and it didn't take long for them to learn well.

Seeing that the young son's comprehension of action moves was also outstanding, Chen Jiannan was very happy in his heart, and seemed to see a swordsmanship genius like himself.

The son inherited his father's supreme talent, and he was naturally happy to be a father.

The son and the little monkey had almost finished practicing, and Chen Jiannan shouted, "Okay, you can stop." Have you memorized all these basic moves? Now you're coming to attack me, repeatedly. Listen to my command, the baby comes first, the little monkey comes next, and then one after the other, don't stop. Did you hear me clearly?"

Chen Haoyu shouted coquettishly, 'Hear clearly', and the little monkey also squeaked a few times, indicating that he understood.

"Baby, come, split. Chen Jiannan shouted a password.

Chen Haoyu first made a preparatory gesture, and let out a milky 'ah', his petite body jumped up like a spirit leopard, grabbed the branch with both hands and lifted it above his head, and split it down from top to bottom.

Chen Jiannan had the strength to protect his body, and removed his son's strength to swing the branches.

Although the branches were brittle, the dense cushioning force removed the force that Chen Haoyu had chopped, and the branches were only bent and not broken.

"No, the movements are gentle and weak, Haoyu, you forgot to control the qi again. Chen Jiannan pointed out his son's shortcomings.

Chen Haoyu snorted, the child was competitive, his father pointed out his shortcomings, his cheeks were bulging, and he was a little dissatisfied.

"Wu En, the same move, hurry up. ā€

The little monkey was already Chen Jiannan's eldest disciple, and when he heard the master's urging, he hurriedly transported his qi to the branch, and jumped up and hit it with a 'squeak'.

Before the branch fell, a 'pop' sound was heard, and it exploded overhead, and the little monkey used his strength improperly, and actually blew up the weapon first.

Chen Jiannan pushed the little monkey away with his strength.

The little monkey landed on the sand, cowardly hid to the side, he blew up the branches, afraid that the master would be angry.

The little monkey had no weapon and could only watch from the sidelines.

Chen Haoyu's petite body flew around, and following his father's guidance, the branches struck out again and again with strength.

"Okay, a little more force. ā€

"It's a little stronger. ā€

Chen Jiannan spoke again and again and gave careful guidance.

"Smack. ā€

Chen Haoyu was not very skillful, and the branches in his hands were also smashed by the energy.

The weapon exploded, and Chen Haoyu opened his mouth and cried, very aggrieved.

Chen Jiannan touched his young son's delicate and soft hair, and said softly: "The baby doesn't cry, Daddy will help you find the branches." ā€

Chen Haoyu stopped his cry with a 'Karma' and pulled the little monkey to the side.

The hands of the two little ones were like wind wheels, flapping quickly and mingling.

"I'm going to look for a branch, don't run around, run around and spank. Chen Jiannan shouted, his body jumped, and he disappeared into the dark woods that were next to the beach.

Seeing that Chen Jiannan was in good health, he was not a person to be messed with, and there were many sapphire eyes in the depths of the woods that retreated like a tide.

Not long after, Chen Jiannan flew out of the woods carrying two bundles of branches tied with animal skins.

Chen Haoyu and the little monkey each carried a bundle of branches, looking like a toddler woodcutter and a monkey woodcutter, which was very funny.

But they are not woodcutters, they are Xiuzhen swordsmen, and the branches are their swords.

Carrying a large bundle of branches that weighed much heavier than his body, Chen Haoyu looked a little heroic.

"Are you ready? Or Haoyu came first, and then Wu En came, listen to my command. Haoyu finished one move, and Wu En immediately issued a move, and the two took turns, one move after another. Come, cheer up. ā€

"Practice well, kill monsters, practice badly, let monsters eat. ā€

Chen Jiannan's voice was loud, and he gave the young son and the little monkey psychological mobilization before practicing swordsmanship.

Chen Haoyu and the little monkey were full of spirits, with serious expressions on their faces.

They all want to practice their swordsmanship well and kill monsters.

"Haoyu came up and swept it. Chen Jiannan drank a password.

The tricks on Chen Haoyu's body were dotted with starlight, and he jumped forward with a bang, and the branches in his hands swept across his father's waist and abdomen.

The closer he got to his father's body, the more Chen Haoyu felt that there was a ball of soft and thicker cotton wool blocking it, until he was three feet away from his father's right waist, and the branches could no longer move in.

"It's too light, run more vitality and turn it into power. Chen Jiannan gave instructions, and then used his soft strength to fly the young bullets.

Immediately after that to the little monkeys.

The little monkey glanced at Xiao Haohao, who fell to the ground, he was a little nervous, afraid that the vitality power would not be well controlled.

After hesitating for a while, the little monkey finally relented and poured the power of vitality into the branches.

In the little monkey's panicked gaze, the branches 'crackled' and exploded from the middle.

The little monkey was so anxious that he scratched his scalp with his left paw, and grabbed a branch from behind with his right paw backhand, carefully forcing out the power of vitality.

The branches crackled and burst open again.

The little monkey blew up more than a dozen branches in a row, anxious like an ant on a hot nest, scratching his scalp incessantly.

Chen Haoyu looked at its anxious appearance and giggled happily.

Chen Jiannan didn't open his mouth to prompt, and squinted at the little monkey making a fool of himself.

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