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Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, Sun Yuru was like this sword, fluttering, without force, stabbing at his right arm, obviously not believing that he knew martial arts.

He lifted his crutch and tapped to the right.

"Ding" Sun Yuru was like being devoured by thunder, her body trembled, and the long sword buzzed, as if she wanted to escape her little hand.

The crutch is unhurried, the tip of the sword is on time, and the timing is just right, the long sword is just weak, and the new force is not born.

Sun Yuru took a step back, her round eyes widened, and she looked Xiao Yuesheng up and down: "Mr. Xiao, are you really good at martial arts?!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled but did not answer.

Sun Yuru wrinkled her nose lightly and snorted: "Be careful, I'm going to do it for real!"

Xiao Yuesheng waved with his left hand and smiled.

"Hmph, take it!" Sun Yuru was very embarrassed when he saw him behaving like this, twisted his waist, straightened his chest and took out his sword, and pursed his red lips.

She has a wonderful posture of the sword, like stepping on a white cloud under her feet, light and agile, leaping, stabbing the sword, the long sword and the delicate body rushed out at the same time, the cold light flashed, and the three swords were stabbed at the same time, attacking the throat, the body, and the sea of qi.

The three swords are as fast as three people making moves at the same time, fast and light, making people not feel murderous, but only dazzling and beautiful.

Xiao Yuesheng took a step back, his crutch slowly moving forward, and his face was smiling.

"Ding" Sun Yuru took a step back, the horizontal sword in front of his chest, his round eyes widened, flashing with surprise.

The long sword in her hand was buzzing and trembling, and the cold light was rippling, as if she had a spirit surname, and she came to life, wanting to break free from her little hand.

Sun Yuruhao's wrist shook, concentrating on his strength, and the long sword quieted down.

"How?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile.

Sun Yuru couldn't see him like this, and snorted: "Eat me with a sword again!"

She stepped forward, her delicate body rushed forward, moving like a rabbit, as fast as a tanuki, she rushed up, and when she was about to stick to Xiao Yuesheng, she twisted her waist and turned her right arm, and the long sword attached to her arm swung out, and the tip of the sword hidden behind her elbow slid towards his throat.

This move, very similar to the move of a short sword and dagger, is close to the body, dangerous and exciting.

Xiao Yuesheng took a diagonal step, her long sword swung out, he just stepped over, the timing was extremely coincidental, and he almost dodged the tip of the sword.

A trace of cold air on the tip of the sword penetrated into the pores, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on the throat.

He nodded, showing a look of approval, he didn't expect Sun Yuru's swordsmanship to be so skillful, and it was rare at such a young age.

Sun Yuru's move was ineffective, and he made another move, his delicate body followed the forward momentum, spun lightly, his heels left the ground, his movements were like dancing ballet, and the long sword drew a round practice, and there was a faint whistling sound.

Xiao Yuesheng's face remained unchanged, and the crutches were a little diagonally upward.

"Ding" Sun Yuru staggered, the long sword swung upward, twisted his waist and cohesion, stopped his posture, turned around and glared at him hatefully.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, and looked at her with a smile.

Her round eyes rolled, and she looked at him up and down: "You...... Don't you have no internal strength?"

"Well, that's good. Xiao Yuesheng stroked the two mustaches on his lips with his left hand, smiled and nodded.

"It's so strong," Sun Yuru gave him a roll of the eyes, and with a light flip of his wrist, he pulled out a sword flower, which bloomed with brilliant silver light, and suddenly put it into the sheath, and she snorted softly: "This is not like there is no internal force!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said, "My strength is stronger than everyone else, and it has nothing to do with internal strength. ”

"Then you are talented?" Sun Yuru tilted his head to look at him, and said curiously.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded: "That's it." ”

"No wonder. Sun Yuru nodded, tilted her head to look at him, and snorted lightly: "I was afraid of hurting you just now, those two tricks are very shallow,...... However, you're pretty good at swordsmanship!"

"The small skills of carving insects are not enough to worry about. Xiao Yuesheng nodded solemnly.

Sun Yuru nodded thoughtfully, making a casual look, but his round eyes were staring at him, trying to see if he was from the heart or perfunctory.

Xiao Yuesheng took two steps back and sat on a cobblestone under the rockery, just leaning on the rockery, like a chair.

He put the crutches down, straightened his legs, and stretched his back to the sky.

Sun Yuru sat down with him, her round eyes still staring at him.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yuesheng touched his cheeks, smiled slightly and asked, "Is it possible that flowers have grown on my face?"

"You're not lying?" Sun Yuru tilted her head and asked solemnly.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, stretching out his left hand.

Sun Yuru was also not polite, she was really curious in her heart, and put her on his left wrist.

Her palms are petite, as if carved from a piece of mutton fat white jade, delicate and exquisite, white and delicate, people can't help but want to touch it.

The slender index and middle fingers were placed on his wrist, and the cool and delicate feeling passed along the wrist to the bottom of his heart.

Sun Yuru's round eyes stared at him, and a small trace of true qi rushed from her to his inner pass, following the Yin meridian of his hand and ascending to his sea of qi.

After swimming in the sea of qi, as if entering an empty house, I felt bored, so I quietly retreated.

She let go of her fingers, nodded and said, "Mr. Xiao, your internal strength is still like that...... Can't you cultivate again?"

"It's difficult...... Xiao Yuesheng shook his head with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

Sun Yuru tilted her head and asked puzzledly: "It's done to re-cultivate, what's so difficult about this?!"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled silently.

"As if you have just started to learn martial arts, as long as you have deep kung fu and strong perseverance, you can always become a master!" Sun Yuru clenched her little hand, clenched it into a fist, and waved: "Don't lose your strength!"

"Then accept your auspicious words!" Xiao Yuesheng smiled.

Seeing that he was insincere, Sun Yuru's gentle and beautiful face sank, she couldn't see a spineless man the most, seeing that he seemed to be depressed and had no enterprising spirit, she felt deep hatred.

Xiao Yuesheng looked up at the sky, as if he was looking into the white clouds thousands of miles away, and said lightly: "Practice, you can't be in a hurry, wait until my injury is healed, take your time." ”

Sun Yuru's face was better, she thought about it, and nodded.

His current situation, his meridians are damaged, if he is not healed, rashly practicing martial arts will be harmful and useless, just looking at his expression, it seems that martial arts are not uncommon, but it is annoying.

early morning

A faint mist shrouded the surface of the lake, and the clear surface of the lake was like a light veil, like a Qiong Pond in the sky.

On the martial arts arena, the shouting, no shouting, and coquettish voices rose and fell, floating over the quiet valley, and most of the disciples of the Yanxia Sect gathered here, and they were practicing in full swing.

Senior sister Du Wenxiu was wearing a snow-white Luo skirt, spotless, standing in the middle of the martial arts arena, looking at the junior brothers and sisters lightly.

She was tall and stood in the center with an unobstructed view of her surroundings and did not have to be on the main stage.

Standing in the crowd, she was like a crane standing in the flock of chickens, the breeze came slowly, the white clothes fluttered, outstanding, the face was as cold as frost, like a piece of mutton fat white jade embedded with two black gems, and her eyes were like bright stars, shining brightly.

Her cold gaze swept over, and everyone was busy avoiding their gazes, practicing hard, as if someone was holding a whip on the side.

The second disciple Li Tianyong was dressed in a black silk suit, his wrists and legs were tight, clean and neat, shuttling through the crowd, his eyes were blazing, staring at everyone, like an eagle staring at a chicken.

The fourth disciple, Yang Guangyuan, was at the forefront of everyone, practicing one move and one style, with a focused expression and soothing movements, which was extremely the essence of the martial arts of the Yanxia School.

Li Tianyong walked around the martial arts arena, came to Du Wenxiu's side, and said in a low voice: "Senior sister, the third senior sister will not come again today!"

"Hmm. Du Wenxiu nodded, his expression motionless, his eyes cold.

His brows furrowed, and his expression was uncertain: "I must have gone to find the person surnamed Xiao again...... Green pine, no distractions!"

"Yes, Second Senior Brother!" a young man hurriedly agreed, turned his head away, his expression was solemn, and his eyes did not dare to glance at him again.

Li Tianyong turned his head and looked at Du Wenxiu: "Senior sister, can you talk about the third senior sister...... She is so wasted practicing, what should she do when she is in elementary school?!"

She knew it. Du Wenxiu said lightly, looking into the distance with sparkling eyes.

Li Tianyong frowned and shook his head: "She always goes to the place surnamed Xiao, and she never practice, what kind of system does she become?!"

Du Wenxiu glanced at him, cold and indifferent, turned his head again, and stopped looking at him.

Li Tianyong shook his head helplessly, turned his head to look at Yang Guangyuan, who was concentrating on practicing in the distance, sighed secretly, turned around and continued to inspect.

Sun Yuru pushed open the door of the courtyard and stepped into the courtyard.

Xiao Yuesheng was dressed in a green shirt and was practicing in a vacant lot in front of the bamboo forest, his movements were stretched and slow, like Tai Chi.

As soon as Sun Yuru stepped into the courtyard, her eyes were looking forward to it, she swept through the courtyard, and when she saw Xiao Yuesheng, her steps slowed down, lightened, and walked over quietly.

She was dressed in a peach-colored robe, and on her left arm was a vermilion wooden box, about half an arm's width and length, which seemed to be able to crush her small waist.

She walked to the front with a light walk, and stood quietly on the side without saying a word, watching him practice.

Xiao Yuesheng's eyes were slightly closed, as if they were not open, as if they were closed, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Raise your arms, prop your hands forward, like pushing out your palms, and then freeze, motionless, breathe several times, and then withdraw your hands, straight to the top of your head, fingers to the sky, and hold still.

It is just some simple movements, he cooperates with breathing, the movements are slow, and the breathing is long, which is similar to the way of the folk rudiment of fitness - Baduanjin.

After a while, Xiao Yuesheng put his hands together, slowly adjusted his breath, then put down his hand, opened his eyes, and the purple light flashed in his eyes.

Sun Yuru happened to see the purple light in his eyes, and couldn't help but be stunned, and hurriedly asked, "Mr. Xiao, what kind of martial arts are you practicing?"

"It's a little thing to keep fit, it's not worth mentioning. Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand, bowed and stretched out his hand: "Talk inside!"

"You don't have to go in," Sun Yuru shook her head and grinned, "I made some delicious food and a pot of wine, let's go to the lake!"

"You made it yourself?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile, looking at the basket around her waist.

"Of course!" Sun Yuru glanced at him and nodded heavily: "I'll get up at three o'clock, just done!"

"Okay, let's go!" Xiao Yuesheng nodded and turned around neatly.

Sun Yuru followed him, and the two of them walked out of the small courtyard, along the gravel path, talking and laughing, and came to the pine forest.

Xiao Yuesheng recovered extremely quickly, and his injuries were already healed, so he didn't need crutches.

The two of them came to sit down between the lake and the pine forest, facing the crystal clear water of the lake and facing the lush pine forest with their backs.

In the distance, on the opposite side of the lake, on the martial arts arena, the shouting and shouting were endless, mixed with the sound of gold and iron, and with the breeze, it came faintly.

Sun Yuru opened the wooden box, the aroma overflowed, took out a coarse cloth from the box, unfolded it, bent down and spread it on the dry grass, and the two sat down facing each other.

The wine and dishes in the box were all taken out, a plate of small dim sum arranged in the shape of plum blossoms, a plate of steamed fish, a plate of braised beef, and two plates of fried vegetables.

The aroma was overflowing, Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "Color and fragrance, color and fragrance are already there, I don't know what the taste is?"

"Taste it!" Sun Yuru smiled at the corner of her mouth, took out a silver kettle, filled the silver cup, and handed it to him with both hands.

Her eyebrows fluttered: "This wine, I bought it from outside with Senior Sister!"

"Good wine!" Xiao Yuesheng took a sip, sighed, took the bamboo chopstick, picked a bite of steamed fish, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

"Of course it's good wine!" Sun Yuru glanced at him, pursed her lips and smiled: "You...... , look at the way you eat, you know that you are not an ordinary person!"

"Oh-?...... Can this also be seen?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile, his mind all focused on the steamed fish.

This kind of fish, which he had never seen before, was soft and delicate when put into his mouth, as if it had turned into a paste, and it was indescribably delicious.

"As long as you are not a fool, you can see it!" Sun Yuru snorted, stared at him, and asked eagerly: "How is it?

"It melts in your mouth, it's delicious, it's good, it's a good fish!" Xiao Yuesheng admired, picked up the wine glass, and took a big sip.

"This is a fish unique to our valley!" Sun Yuru pointed to the lake in front of him.

"It turns out that there is one in this lake, no wonder I have never seen it!" Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile, picked another basket, and said with a smile: "Come, you can have a drink too!"

"I don't dare to drink!" Sun Yuru shook her head.

"Well, it's okay, women's homes, it's always indecent to drink. Xiao Yuesheng nodded, sandwiched another basket of steamed fish, and said with a smile: "Come on, don't look at it, eat it together!"

Sun Yuru shook her head: "This fish is delicious, I used to like to eat it, and I have been eating it,...... I'm tired of eating it now!"

"It's really a person who won't be happy!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head with a smile.

Suddenly there was a deep cheer in the distance, Li Tianyong stepped on the dry grass and strode forward: "You guys are so enjoyed!"

"Second Senior Brother!" Sun Yuru frowned and slowly stood up.

Li Tianyong didn't look at Xiao Yuesheng, his steps were calm, he strode to Sun Yuru, and hummed in a deep voice: "Third senior sister!"

"Second Senior Brother after practicing, do you want to eat some?" Sun Yuru squeezed out a smile and asked in a coquettish voice.

"I can't afford it!" Li Tianyong stared at her with a cold face, his voice so cold that it could form ice slag.

Sun Yuru said with a straight face: "Second Senior Brother, don't worry, I just didn't go to the martial arts arena, but I didn't delay my practice!"

"You accompany him to the mountains and rivers all day long, how can you have time to practice, ah-?!" Li Tianyong said fiercely.

"Two--brother--!" Sun Yuru stomped her feet and said in a coquettish voice.

Li Tianyong's heart softened, his face softened, and he said in a deep voice: "Third Senior Sister, if you don't want to be punished, just practice hard!"

With that, he turned and walked away, striding meteor, and in the blink of an eye, his figure disappeared into a faint white mist.

From the time he came to go, he didn't look at Xiao Yuesheng, he didn't seem to see him.

"The second senior brother likes to meddle in things!" Sun Yuru snorted and pursed her lips.

Xiao Yuesheng stretched out his pen, picked up a piece of braised beef, chewed hard, and said with a smile: "Your second senior brother is also kind, thank him a lot." ”

Sun Yuru nodded: "Well, the second senior brother has a cold face and a warm heart, and a warm heart. ”

"In my opinion, you should practice more, so as not to be ugly when you are in elementary school. Xiao Yuesheng took a sip of wine and said in a rambling voice.

Sun Yuru snorted: "I'm going to practice, so what should you do?"

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and said: "I, a big living person, with hands and feet, I can also enjoy the beautiful scenery." ”

"No," Sun Yuru shook her head, shook her head, and snorted: "You are not familiar with your life here, and I can't be ruthless when you are alone!"

"Otherwise, you can practice here!" Xiao Yuesheng said with a smile.

"What a good idea!" Sun Yuru clapped her hands, jumped up, and said with a smile: "You see that my practice can relieve boredom, but I won't let them say it!"

"No way, no way!" Xiao Yuesheng shook his head.

Sun Yuru hurriedly asked: "Why can't it be?!"

"Your Yanxia Sect's martial arts, how can I, an outsider, watch it?"

Sun Yuru glanced at him, shook his head and said, "You don't know martial arts, it doesn't matter!"

"Hmm...... , you go and ask the commander!" Xiao Yuesheng pondered for a moment and said, "I have to ask for her consent." ”

"Okay, I'll go find Master!" Sun Yuru got up, turned around and left.

Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and smiled, picked up the wine glass again, drank wine, ate food, the cold air was blowing, moist and refreshing, wonderful.

After a while, Sun Yuru flew back, like a milk swallow through the forest, her movements were light and graceful, and her speed was extremely fast.

She fell in front of Xiao Yuesheng and sat down, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Lingshi agreed?" Xiao Yuesheng asked with a smile when he saw his expression.

"Hmm!" Sun Yuru nodded heavily, smiling happily, and her round eyes lit up: "Master agreed!"

Xiao Yuesheng took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Lingshi is very open-minded!"

Sun Yuru smiled and nodded: "Well, there are some things...... , Master is still enlightened!"

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, took a handful of braised beef, and his mind was racing, it seemed that the head of the Yanxia faction was a conservative person!

Sun Yuru took the long sword out of the sheath, stepped on the steps, came to the lake, according to the lake, lightly took out the sword, and danced a set of swordsmanship.

Xiao Yuesheng drank and ate vegetables, and glanced up from time to time, her movements were graceful, her footwork was light, and her swordsmanship was elegant and beautiful, it was really a pleasure to watch.

After a while, Xiao Yuesheng was full of wine and food.

"Yuru, let's go to my courtyard and have a discussion, how about it?" Xiao Yuesheng clapped his hands, stood up, and said with a smile.

"Sparring?!" Sun Yuru's sword momentum stopped, and his round eyes widened.

Xiao Yuesheng nodded, and said with a smile: "My internal strength is gone, the swordsmanship is still there, watching you practice swordsmanship, your hands are itching!"

Sun Yuru returned the long sword to the sheath, squatted down, put the porcelain plate back into the wooden box, and smiled happily: "Okay...... I've been talking to my brothers, and it's not fun at all!"

Xiao Yuesheng nodded and smiled, knowing in his heart, he learned the same swordsmanship, and he often learned from each other, so he was naturally very familiar with it, as if he was learning from himself, so it was naturally not interesting.

Sun Yuru packed up the dishes and chopsticks, covered the wooden box, turned up her left hand, and the two returned to the small courtyard side by side.

Early morning martial arts exercises

In front of the martial arts arena, there is a square platform with a radius of more than 20 meters, about two meters high, which seems to be a ring.

At this time, the martial arts arena was solemn and solemn, and it was no longer in full swing.

On the stage, there was a woman sitting in the center, who was Wu Wanyun, the head of the Yanxia faction.

She was dressed in a moon-white plain shirt, sitting in the Taishi chair, looking at the front lightly, no sadness or joy, the melon seed face was as cold as ice, and her eyes were cold, like two cold swords, swept on her face, like a cold wind blowing.

On her left stood the eldest disciple Du Wenxiu, dressed in a snow-white Luo skirt, spotless from top to bottom, plain and elegant, like a snow lotus.

She also had a cold face and looked at everyone lightly.

On the right, four people are standing, in addition to Li Tianyong, Yang Guangyuan and Sun Yuru, there is one other person, who is Xiao Yuesheng.

Such a small school, outsiders should avoid suspicion, but Li Tianyong pleaded with the master, please allow Xiao Yuesheng to watch.

Yang Guangyuan also followed the intercession, Sun Yuru saw the situation, and also pleaded, but Du Wenxiu was cold and indifferent, staying out of the matter.

Seeing that the three major disciples were like this, Wu Wanyun also nodded.

After Sun Yuru went back, she happily told Xiao Yuesheng about it and was happy for him, but Xiao Yuesheng smiled bitterly.

"Draw lots and prepare!" Li Tianyong shouted in a deep voice and waved his hand: "Submit--sign-!"

Two disciples stepped forward, holding a half-human-tall and one-person-thick wooden tube in their four hands, and slowly stepped onto the platform and came to Wu Wanyun.

Wu Wanyun got up, glanced at the wooden tube, nodded, and waved her hand.

Yang Guangyuan leaned short, picked up some long pieces of wood beside him, took a few steps forward, and put them into the wooden tube.

These pieces of wood were about half a human high, only a finger's wide, and were engraved with the words one, two, three, four, etc., neatly and uniformly, of equal size and thickness, as if carved out of a mold.

Wu Wanyun glanced at Yang Guangyuan, the left sleeve moved, and a small white hand stretched out, put it on the wooden tube, and pressed it gently.

The wooden chips in the tube suddenly trembled, as if dancing with the music, and they were all mixed and lively.

After a moment, the little hand left, and the wood chip fell silent.

She nodded, looked cold, and sat back in her chair.

"Cover!" Li Tianyong shouted in a deep voice and beckoned.

Sun Yuru stepped forward, moved the wooden board behind him, and put it in front of the wooden tube.

The plank was about two men wide, one man high, and half a foot thick, and there was a round hole dug in it, about two fists could fit in.

The position of the round hole was only a small piece higher than the wooden tube, Xiao Yuesheng glanced at it, understood its purpose, shook his head and smiled.

Sun Yuru retreated, and Li Tianyong glanced at Wu Wanyun.

Wu Wanyun nodded, and Li Tianyong shouted in a deep voice: "The lottery begins!

So, all the disciples on the martial arts arena lined up, performed light skills one by one, jumped on the stage, took turns to stand in front of the wooden plank, stretched out their hands from the round hole, touched the wooden tube behind them, and felt out a piece of wood.

These more than fifty people quickly finished drawing, and there were only four pieces of wood left in the wooden tube, and Du Wenxiu and the other four disciples stepped forward and took them away one by one.

Wu Wanyun looked at the disciples and said lightly: "Let's start the competition!"

Li Tianyong took a step forward and said in a deep voice: "No. 1, No. 2, start!"

Two people stood out of the crowd, flew up, went on stage, saluted Wu Wanyun with fists, and saluted Du Wenxiu and the four of them, Xiao Yuesheng turned to one side to show that he was not polite.

"Let's start!" Wu Wanyun waved her hand.

The two jumped away, widened the distance, hugged their fists and saluted each other, slowly drew their long swords, and posed in a starting pose.

These two are both young people in their twenties, with a lofty spirit and extraordinary appearance, no worse than Li Tianyong.

The long sword was horizontal in front of his chest, and the two of them stared at each other with sharp eyes, slowly moving sideways, slowly and smoothly, like flowing water, leaving no flaws.

The two stared at each other, moving under their feet, rotating in circles, and the closer they walked, the closer they became, and the sharper their eyes became.

The martial arts arena was quiet, the needle drop could be heard, Xiao Yuesheng's eyes were slightly closed, as if they were not open, as if they were not closed, as if they were dozing off.

Sun Yuru glanced at him, frowned, and quietly looked at the master, while looking at the master, his left elbow lightly touched his arm, and the movement was slight, for fear of being seen by others.

Xiao Yuesheng opened his eyes and made eye contact with her.

Sun Yuru's round eyes glared, and he made a look of intimidation.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, shook his head, closed his eyes again, as if he was falling asleep, just standing and sleeping.

Sun Yuru gritted her teeth, glared at him fiercely, sighed helplessly, and quietly moved her steps, little by little, to block the master's gaze at Xiao Yuesheng.

"Okay!" The cheers suddenly sounded, startling Xiao Yuesheng, opened his eyes, and closed them slightly.

When the disciples saw the wonderful tricks on the stage, they all shouted, reversing the situation just now that it was as quiet as a needle dropping.

Immediately, one after another, half a day's effort, these people have finished the competition, and among more than 50 people, four people were finally decided to challenge the four disciples respectively.

If you beat any of the four disciples, the reward is extremely rich, a sword, or a set of high-level sword books.

And Du Wenxiu's four disciples also need to compete with each other, a total of six games, which is the highlight of each school, so that all the disciples watch and benefit a lot.

The four who win from the ordinary disciples can choose their opponents at will, and there is no limit to the number of any of the four disciples.

In the end, all four of them chose Sun Yuru as their target.

Among the four disciples, Sun Yuru ranked third, one place higher than Yang Guangyuan, and every time he competed, Yang Guangyuan was defeated by her.

But all the disciples are clear-eyed people, and they all understand that Yang Guangyuan has a crush on the third senior sister and deliberately loses at her hands, so as not to punish her.

Li Tianyong took a step forward, his eyes were like eagle falcons, he glanced at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "The first scene, Chang Qingsong, to Sun Yuru!"

Sun Yuru hit Xiao Yuesheng with his left elbow, stepped forward, stood in the middle of the field, and was annoyed, every time he was a small school, he was the most challenged and the easiest to bully!

Xiao Yuesheng opened his eyes, waking up from a big dream and looking at the field.

The two of them each saluted Wu Wanyun with their fists, then turned around and faced each other.

This evergreen pine has a long body and slender hands, making it a hand suitable for a sword.

His eyes are like bright stars, his nose is like gall, he is really a rare beautiful man, but there is still a trace of childishness on his face.

"Third Senior Sister, please teach me more!" Chang Qingsong clenched his fists and stumbled.

His eyes didn't dare to look directly at Sun Yuru, and he felt in his heart that her round eyes seemed to be two deep pools that could drown herself.

"Please-!" Sun Yuru smiled, hugged her fists in return, her expression was indifferent, and the long sword was unsheathed, clean and neat.

Evergreen pine draws his sword out of the sheath, takes a step back, the sword is in front, the person is behind, and poses in a starting pose.

As soon as the sword came out of the sheath, his courage suddenly doubled, his eyes were sharp, and he stared at Sun Yuru, no longer looking shy just now.

"There is a prey!" he shouted in a deep voice, and a fierce sword stabbed out, his wrist trembled, and the tip of the sword pierced out a sword flower, stabbing Sun Yuru in the throat.

"Ding" Chang Qingsong's sword body swung up, his body couldn't help leaning back, the empty door in front of his chest was exposed, he secretly screamed that it was not good, and he wanted to retreat, but the cold light flashed, and his throat was cold.

"You're defeated!" Sun Yuru took a step back, put away her sword and returned it to its sheath, and said lightly, with a faint look of Du Wenxiu's demeanor.

Chang Qingsong touched his throat with his left hand, the goosebumps were still there, and the tip of the sword seemed to be still resting on his throat, and the cold air was not dissipated.

His face was bitter, he smiled bitterly, and said with a fist: "Thank you Third Senior Sister for your teaching, I am defeated!"

Sun Yuru nodded lightly and said nothing.

Li Tianyong glanced at Sun Yuru a few times, took a step forward, and shouted in a deep voice: "In the next game, Xu Aishan will fight Sun Yuru!"

Another young man stood up, also with a long figure, handsome and extraordinary, with slightly thick lips, and looked quite honest and upright.

Xu Aishan first bowed to his master Wu Wanyun, and then Sun Yuru hugged his fists: "Third Senior Sister, please advise!"

Sun Yuru nodded, clenched her fists, and said nothing.

Xu Aishan suddenly jumped, like a tiger descending the mountain, his momentum was unstoppable, he was in the air, the long sword was unsheathed, and a cold light burst out.

The name of this move is "Tiger Descending Mountain", Xu Aishan came, full of spirit, strong momentum, has obtained one of the three madhi, can stand out from the crowd, and has its true ability.

His move was extremely sudden, and all his fellow disciples applauded when they saw him like this.

Sun Yuru showed a faint smile, stepped on it, took two steps forward, raised the sword and pressed Hao's wrist, and the tip of the sword stabbed Xu Aishan in the air.

Xu Aishan was originally one with the sword, moving forward, seeing this move, but suddenly his expression changed greatly, the long sword was retracted, twisted his body to change his move, and drew an arc to practice, and the right side of his body seemed to appear like a huge silver sickle.

Sun Yuru took a step under his feet, and the sword momentum remained unchanged.

"Ding" Xu Aishan landed, staggered back, and the long sword waved quickly, weaving a dense sword net.

Sun Yuru leaped forward, stabbed out lightly, and the tip of the sword passed through the sword net, accurately reaching his throat, and then froze.

The tips of her red boots tapped lightly, jumped back lightly, put away her sword and returned it to its sheath, and said lightly: "You are defeated!"

She stepped out of her sword, retreated, light and swift, her posture graceful, and her posture moving.

Xu Aishan smiled bitterly, sighed, returned the long sword to the sheath, hugged his fists and said: "The kid is defeated, thank you for the third senior sister's teaching!"

(To be continued)