Several times in a row, Wen Rongrong's attacks failed, and he couldn't even touch a piece of his clothes, so he couldn't help being a little restless.
"How did you do it?" She said out of breath, she always thought that her kung fu was pretty good, but she couldn't even touch the corner of the other party's clothes, it was too much.
"When you attacked me just now, did you pay attention to my feet?" Compared to her panting, Gu Linchao was still calm and calm.
"Under your feet?" Wen Rong was stunned.
Gu Linchao did not explain, but demonstrated it to her.
Wen Rongrong's eyes fell on his feet.
It was only then that he discovered that his footsteps were not chaotic, but light and skillful. Every step he took, he could accurately avoid her attacks, like a special footwork.
Seeing this, she came to an epiphany, and said pleasantly: "If the concubine uses the prince's footwork, won't you be unable to avoid my attack?"
"Try it." Gu Linchao admired her a little when he heard the words, but he didn't expect her to figure it out so quickly. The corner of his mouth curled up, and he looked at her encouragingly.
Wen Rongjun regained his confidence, held a stick, and attacked him with moves.
She used the footwork that Gu Linchao taught just now.
At the beginning, she was still a little rusty, but after two downs, she was able to use it freely, matching her stick technique, it was seamless.
"You have no internal strength, so when you encounter a strong enemy, don't get entangled with the opponent, but find a way to find the opponent's weakness and defeat the enemy with one move."
Gu Linchao explained to her while avoiding her attack.
Hearing this, a cunning flashed in Wen Rong's eyes, and he suddenly said, "My lord, is it like this?"
Before Gu Linchao could react, the girl suddenly supported herself with a stick, jumped up lightly, and kicked him.
Gu Linchao was startled, and dodged to avoid it.
Wen Rongjun's kick failed, but she did not give up. She was extremely fast, picked up the stick, and took advantage of the situation to catch up.
Gu Linchao was still able to avoid her attack at the front, but when he got to the back, because the two of them had the same footwork, they bumped into each other.
Wen Rongjun retracted the stick in time to prevent it from hitting him, but because she rushed too fast, she crashed into his arms all at once.
Gu Linchao was unprepared, and was knocked backwards by her. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and put his heels on the tree pole behind him to stop her momentum.
The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and the air froze for a moment.
The two looked at each other, and they were both stunned for a moment.
After a while, Wen Yung blinked, looked at the man with a condensed expression, and said in a low voice, "My lord, are you okay? The concubine didn't do it on purpose."
Gu Linchao came back to his senses, his palms were a little sweaty, he pushed her away a little, and said calmly: "I don't blame you, I'm fine."
"Oh." Wen Rongjun held the stick, but glanced at him quietly, "Then can the prince teach me lightness kung fu?"
Gu Linchao suppressed his floating mood, and said in a gentle voice: "Qinggong is not something that can be practiced overnight. You don't have internal strength, you have to cultivate internal strength first, and then practice lightness kung fu when you have internal strength."
Wen Rongjun nodded receptively, "Then how do you cultivate your internal strength?"
Gu Linchao entered the gazebo, picked up a book from the stone table and handed it to her, "You should read this book first, and ask me if you don't understand it."
Wen Rongjun took it as if he had found a treasure, and then flipped through it. Seeing that it was indeed a secret book of internal strength, he was very happy. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com