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- Chapter 21 Teaching by Example
Ma Chunhua and Xiao Yuesheng stood among the branches, calmly whispering: "Why are senior brothers so cruel?"
Xiao Yuesheng smiled slightly, but he knew a little bit.
He came here alone. He obviously wanted to die. He had lived enough, so he was naturally indifferent to life and was ruthless in his attacks.
"Master, how could you guess that senior brother will come?" Ma Chunhua asked doubtfully, her bright eyes shining brightly, as clear as a spring.
Xiao Yuesheng nodded, stretched out his hand and pointed down: "You will take action later and demonstrate his five moves of Sanshou. Teaching by example is not as good as words."
"Yes!" Ma Chunhua responded.
The two of them spoke very quietly, but against the wind, they were naturally blown away and could not be heard by the people under the trees not far away.
While the two were talking, no one in the audience took action.
Ma Chunhua¡¯s eyes were focused on three people. All three of them were wearing long swords and blue shirts. They had fair faces, thin bodies, slender and tall bodies. They looked quite handsome, free and elegant.
The appearance of the three people is vaguely similar. Standing together, outsiders can tell at a glance that the three of them are brothers.
The younger one, with a cross scar on his left cheek, a weird smile, and an excited look on his face, stared at Xu Zheng, gave a thumbs up, and laughed loudly: "What a boy, how brave, you dare to come to our Qingfeng Village, Because of your courage, I will spare your life!"
Xu Zheng's figure was trembling, his eyes were spitting fire, his hands were clenched into fists, and he was clenching tightly, his nails sinking into his flesh without realizing it.
He took two deep breaths, glanced at the two lives on the ground, felt a little more confident, and said with a cold smile: "Okay, I will also spare your life!"
"Hey, boy, what a loud tone, could it be that you are crazy?!" the young swordsman laughed.
Among the five people before, the one named Luo approached the young swordsman and said softly: "Third Master, this guy named Xu is weird and has already killed two of us!"
¡°Huh¡ª¡ª?!¡± The young swordsman was startled and turned to look at him: ¡°He killed him? No one else?!¡±
Lao Luo nodded heavily, his face solemn.
"Hey, that's weird!" The young swordsman frowned, stepped in front of the two corpses, and muttered: "All four of his tendons were broken, how could he"
He knew in his heart that his sword would never be merciful, and the strength contained in the sword was weird and had the power to tear. Once the sword was struck, it would be divided into two parts. There was no way he would miss it. After the tendon was broken, it could not be used again. Pick it up.
After seeing their injuries, he raised his head, his smile completely gone, and came to the other two, sighing softly: "Big brother and second brother, it's a pity that I lost two good hands!"
"Really dead?" the oldest one asked, his face gloomy, and he glanced coldly at Xu Zheng, who was sneering proudly.
He is the leader of the three swordsmen of Qingfeng. His surname is Wang and his given name is Boqing. The other two are named Zhongqing and the youngest is named Wang Jiqing.
"You can't die anymore!" The young swordsman Wang Jiqing nodded and hummed: "It's really a ghost. People with broken muscles can still kill people!"
Wang Boqing waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Lao San, go meet him for a while and be careful!"
Wang Jiqing showed a smile and responded briskly: "Okay, I'll pick his tendon again, don't believe he can still stand up!"
He has a handsome appearance, but his smile gives people a cruel and cold feeling, which makes people feel chilled in their hearts.
"Come on, kid, let Third Master teach you again!" Wang Jiqing waved carelessly and slowly drew out his long sword.
His sword is long and narrow, different from the ordinary three-foot green-edged sword. When held in his hand, it looks like a long snake swimming meanderingly.
Xu Zheng stared at his sword, feeling nervous. Although he had killed three minions and his martial arts skills were far better than before, Wang Jiqing was one of the three swordsmen of Qingfeng.
He took a deep breath, raised his feet, and slowly approached, trying to relax his body. The five moves of Sanshou taught by Ma Chunhua flashed in his mind.
Ma Chunhua stood on the pine branch, her face tense, staring at Xu Zheng, lowering her voice, and asked urgently: "Master, should I take action now?"
Xiao Yuesheng had a leisurely expression and stood quietly, as if he had blended into the pine tree. He said calmly: "Don't worry, wait and see."
"What if?" Ma Chunhua turned her head and looked at him with bright eyes.
Xiao Yuesheng said calmly: "He won't kill people directly. He must first knock him down and torture him before he can be satisfied. Like a cat catching a mouse, it must play with it first."
"But what if he doesn't do this?" Ma Chunhua asked anxiously.
Xiao Yuesheng said calmly: "It depends on Xu Shaoxia's ability."
Ma Chunhua¡¯s beautiful face suddenly changed, and she smiled.He turned white, took a breath, and stared nervously down, becoming even more uneasy, his internal energy was surging, and his body was about to move.
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, then returned to normal, looking at everyone in the audience calmly.
"Look at the sword!" Wang Jiqing straightened his sword and stabbed straight, kicking his feet hard, a simple straight thrust, nothing fancy, very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Xu Zheng.
Xu Zheng took a breath and suddenly closed his eyes. His feet quickly changed positions and transformed, walking in a strange way.
Wang Jiqing only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and Xu Zheng suddenly disappeared. He secretly screamed that something was wrong, turned around, and flattened his sword in an arc.
Hearing Ma Chunhua let out a long sigh of relief, Xiao Yuesheng turned his head and said with a faint smile: "You taught me with all your heart, and you even spread this set of footwork."
"Hehe, Master, I count this set of footwork as two moves." Ma Chunhua said with a smile and a coquettish tone.
Seeing her senior brother perform this set of footwork, Ma Chunhua felt relieved. This set of footwork, called Lingbo Weibu, was the most mysterious. Even with her eyes closed, she could do it with ease. No matter how fierce the opponent's sword was, it would still be difficult to move. Not a hair on his head.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head and said calmly: "Although this set of footwork is wonderful, it needs internal strength and mental skills to complement it. You'd better do it, he wants to do something bad!"
"What?!" Ma Chunhua was surprised and asked hurriedly.
Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand: "If he doesn't use this set of footwork, he still has a chance of winning, but now it's like sending him to death, so go quickly!"
Ma Chunhua nodded, not daring to delay any longer, and fell down lightly, like a feather. Then she jumped up, passed over everyone's heads, and landed lightly on the field. She screamed: "Stop!"
Everyone was shocked as someone flew over their heads and they didn't even notice it beforehand!
Wang Boqing and Wang Zhongqing stepped forward quickly, blocking Ma Chunhua from the two fighting men. Their eyes were bright and they pressed the hilt of their swords with awe-inspiring aura.
Ma Chunhua was startled and looked at the two of them.
Xiao Yuesheng shook his head on the tree. Sure enough, he still lacked experience. Martial arts was important, but these small actions were of great importance.
Ma Chunhua hurriedly scolded: "Why don't you stop!"
Although Xu Zheng recognized the voice of his junior sister, he did not dare to look back. The narrow and long sword was filled with cold air, cunning and vicious, and could not tolerate any distraction.
At this moment, Xu Zheng paused, his footwork broke, and he let out a muffled grunt. He was hit by a sword on his shoulder, and blood spattered out.
He suddenly felt that his internal strength was stagnant, and his footwork could no longer be used smoothly. His body stopped for a moment, and Wang Jiqing found a flaw and stabbed him with a sword.
"Haha, your body skills are good, but finally it doesn't work anymore?!" Wang Jiqing licked his lips with a smile on his face.
"Senior brother!" Ma Chunhua exclaimed, she flashed past the two of them, came to Xu Zheng, and asked hurriedly: "Is it okay, senior brother?!"
Wang Boqing and Wang Zhongqing were startled, looked at each other, turned around and looked at Ma Chunhua.
Xu Zheng lowered his head and glanced at his left shoulder. He allowed the blood to flow freely, but ignored it. With a sullen face, he said lightly: "It doesn't matter to me."
"Brother, wrap it up quickly!" Ma Chunhua reached out and grabbed his left hand. With a slight stroke of her right index finger, the sleeve immediately split into two, exposing her arm.
She took a look at the wound and breathed a sigh of relief. She pressed it lightly with her small white jade hand, and a coolness suddenly came from the wound. Xu Zheng felt comfortable for a while.
"Junior sister, why are you here?" He turned around and asked.
Ma Chunhua turned around, faced the three people, and whispered: "Senior brother, stop using Lingbo Microsteps, watch my Sanshou!"
After saying that, she took a step forward lightly, like a person who doesn't know martial arts, faced Wang Jiqing, snorted and said, "You hurt my senior brother?"
"Where did you find this little lady? She's quite beautiful!" Wang Jiqing looked at Ma Chunhua, stroked his chin, and nodded: "Just right, I'm missing a lady in Yazhai, and it's you!"
Ma Chunhua ignored him, turned to Xu Zheng and said: "Brother, look at the Sanshou I use!"
After saying that, he stepped forward, leaned forward, and rushed towards Wang Jiqing.
Wang Jiqing's mouth was slick, but he didn't look down on him in his heart. His expression was serious, and he thrust out his sword, cruelly and cunningly, at an extremely fast speed.
Ma Chunhua did not retreat but moved forward, facing the long sword. When the sword tip touched her body, she suddenly twisted her waist and turned around. She stepped forward sideways and thrust the sword tip into the air with the willow waist.
She turned sideways, her feet were faster, and she was in front of Wang Jiqing. She turned her parallel palm into a knife and slashed down diagonally, hitting Wang Jiqing's elbow just in time.
At first glance, this move seems simple and has no tricks. However, upon closer inspection, it turns out to be extremely wonderful. When you dodge sideways, the speed not only does not decrease, but also increases, which is unexpected.
Wang Jiqing took action with his long sword, his armBeing moved by the sword, he couldn't react in time. There was a crisp and loud click, and he howled loudly. He let go of the sword and rolled on the ground holding his right arm.
Xu Zheng's eyes lit up when he saw it. He had used this move before to kill the bald man, but compared to the one used by his junior sister, the heat was far inferior. He felt incomparable!
"Senior brother, watch it!" Ma Chunhua casually took Wang Jiqing's sword and turned around to bully Wang Boqing, regardless of Wang Jiqing who was screaming, looking unhappy.
Wang Boqing moved his right hand, and there was a flash of cold light. The long sword was in his hand, and he stabbed straight at him distractedly. His face was calm and motionless, showing no fear or anger.
Ma Chunhua slashed with her long sword and used it as a sword. With a clear sound of "dang", she stepped forward again and slashed with her palm. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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