Luo Mingzhu, who was drinking coconut milk, sprayed it out in one gulp regardless of her manners, but Ye Luo was not angry when she was sprayed all over, and she was stunned to see Su Xiao's tricks.
Su Xiao's knife skills are simply earth-shattering... rotten.
Not only is it full of flaws, but it is deadly everywhere. No one else needs to come to court death. Not only was the offensive unrelenting, but even the defense was slow. There is even a knife that directly hits other people with the head, as if he has practiced the iron head technique, and he hardly believes that there is a knife technique in the world that is so useless. Not to live, but to die.
If you really practiced the sword technique like this, it would be better to smear the neck with a straight knife and get the reputation of being a dead man. If you really use this sword technique to fight with people, it would be a shame.
Su Xiao has the temperament of a first-class swordsman, and he wields his bad moves freely. He stops the sword and stops his hand strength. So far, he has made a total of 36 swords.
Ye Luo and Luo Mingzhu both frowned and shook their heads, unable to hide their worry and disappointment. Now Su Xiao will be in danger tomorrow. Only the little girl "Come on, benefactor! Come on, benefactor!
The two thought to themselves at the same time: They have already finished their drills, what else is there to cheer up, vixen! !
But this thought came to an end, and Su Xiao suddenly moved again, as if to continue practicing swordsmanship. He even took out the knife again, and started to practice another round. But this time, when the knife was moved again, the footwork of the knife, and even the force-generating part used, was completely different from the previous thirty-six knives, and none of the moves was repeated. The more Su Xiao practiced, the more strange Er Shu looked.
After a while, Su Xiao returned to a closing position after using thirty-six knives. The closing style of this second round is really different from that of the previous round. But as soon as he stopped, Su Xiao went on to the third round, and this time the swordsmanship was completely different.
The only thing that doesn't change is the same weak power, full of flaws, and no use for eggs -- and the chill that gradually spreads as the knife energy spreads, as if to seep into the pores around the body.
Knives are really no big deal. But as Su Xiao practiced longer and longer, the coldness on the knife gradually grew. Under Su Xiao's feet, there are faint traces of ice condensation, like frost on the Pinghu Lake.
The cold inner force belongs to the inner force of the underworld. Su Xiao's internal power should not belong to yin and yang, but to pure positive internal power. The cold wind naturally came from the ancient cold knife in Su Xiao's hand. This knife is extremely sharp and extremely cold, so Luo Mingzhu is also a rare soldier from the perspective of being born in a forging family. Since it is Su Xiao's family heirloom sword, there must be masters among Su Xiao's parents.
But this set of swordsmanship... is so vulgar and incompetent to the point of inconceivable. What's going on here? At this time, Su Xiao's third round ended, and he did not stop. He raised his knife and started the fourth round...
"Okay, okay, stop practicing!" How many times have you insulted the swordsmanship
"What are you doing? Why do you continue to practice after practice, and it's different every time?" My eyes are about to go bad! "My sword technique...isn't it good?" "Good?"
Ye Luo almost fainted: "Your swordsmanship, the only way to kill the enemy is to make him laugh to death."
Even Luo Mingzhu's face was pale and trembling: "Su Gong... If you fight with the knife method just now, you can die once with one knife, and this is enough to kill one hundred and eight times...
"Say, what kind of swordsmanship is this, who taught you.
Su Xiao's cheeks were slightly red when he was said, and finally he puffed out his mouth and puffed out his cheeks, and turned his head with a snort. "Don't make trouble!" "Make it clear!"
Su Xiao was caught by Er Shu, and had to be recruited under the torture of tickling to force a confession.
"My family's swordsmanship was originally like this. It was passed down by the ancestors of my old Su family, and my father taught me personally. You didn't let me practice it, and you still hate me."
Although I knew it for a long time, I couldn't help being surprised when I heard Su Xiao say it himself.
This set of swordsmanship is actually created by people. Are you sure it's not a child's scribbling
"Of course not! It took many generations of my ancestors to sum up this set of 'earth-shattering soul-returning sword'. Luo Mingzhu said: "But why do you practice and practice again? "
"I haven't finished my practice because. My family's swordsmanship is a set of thirty-six moves.
Luo Mingzhu stretched out her hand to compare a six and shook it twice: "Six six thirty six, this is a common routine." "Then there are a total of thirty-six sets of swordsmanship in my family, a total of one thousand two hundred and ninety-six. Trick. Er Shu was shocked after hearing this.
Luo Mingzhu couldn't help trembling: "Six, six six six six?!"
Ye Luo was even more surprised: "This rotten sword technique...there are more than a thousand tricks? How boring is your father!
Before Su Xiao could object, Ye Luo pressed on Su Xiao's shoulder and said earnestly, "Xiao, don't use this sword technique to fight the enemy tomorrow.
"But..." You're going to die.
…
"I will definitely die!!"
Su Xiao was about to cry with fright, but Luo Mingzhu hurriedly turned around and said. "And will die like a dead dog!!"
Su Xiao fled with a wow, but was caught by the two to teach. The two of them forced one round, and Su Xiaocai guaranteed that he would meet the enemy tomorrow, and only use the martial arts of the six doors, not his own family secret skills. Lest laugh at others and kill yourself.
Among the two, Luo Mingzhu was more worried. She practices swordsmanship, and occasionally observes and uses swordsmanship for reference. Her knowledge in this area is so much better than Ye Luo's that she can use her own head to guarantee that this swordsmanship can be slaughtered when she encounters a trainer who knows martial arts. It may be easier than killing a chicken.
But I don't know if it's an illusion.
Luo Mingzhu inexplicably felt that this knife technique had a depth that was difficult to see. Perhaps it was because of its variety, or the posture and movements were too peculiar. Between the exaggerated and weak knife paths, Luo Mingzhu seemed to be able to catch a glimpse of the crowd. The difference - not the different bad - is the difference from other knives.
The little girl suddenly clapped her hands to encourage her, the peach blossom face was full of smiles, like a spring of sweet spring water, healing people's hearts. "Engong, I think your swordsmanship is good-looking." - It's good-looking, no matter how good it is, it will die!
The little girl didn't notice Er Shu's mood at all, she stared at Su Xiao with watery peach eyes that was not as soft as she should be at her age, which made Er Shu even more resentful.
"Your swordsmanship can be completely different from start to finish. It's like dancing, it's amazing. Can you teach me, so I can use it for exercise.
Su Xiao smiled bitterly and said, "I thought my swordsmanship was useless at all, so I can still be a performer and entertainer. Thank you." Luo Mingzhu wanted to ridicule the little girl, but suddenly her heart moved. --Exercise...Dance...
Then carefully began to examine Su Xiao's swordsmanship. What if those thirty-six moves were not regarded as a set of swordsmanship against the enemy, but a way of training
It was only when I recalled that I noticed that the thirty-six forces seemed ridiculous, but they could exercise all the muscles of the human body. Moreover, the training of each knife is different... There are more than 1,000 strokes in such a knife? The more I think about it, the more magical it becomes.
It was getting late, so there was no delay. The three returned to Xiuyu City, picked up the little girl's father, and placed them in an inn in the city. And explained the escape routes and contact methods in case of danger. Then turned around.
Luo Mingzhu and Ye Luo walked in front, Su Xiao followed behind, suddenly remembered something, please leave first, and then go back to the inn room. When he was hesitating whether to knock on the door, the door suddenly opened, revealing the girl's smiling face. "Engong, are you looking for someone
"That, that... girl, I forgot to ask your name?" I finally remembered it. "
The little girl chuckled and said, "People thought you wanted to call me a girl in the future." Xingyan frowned slightly and said with a smile: "Bastard. Su Xiao suddenly felt sorry, touched his head and apologized very seriously, sincerely. Zhi Zhi looks like the old man of the street office. The little girl has wide eyes, and it is really rare to see such a person who doesn't understand the style. I can't help but I am also haha Zhile. "Then please remember it carefully, but don't forget others. Oh. "Yes, it must be. "
The little girl stared at Su Xiao with eyes like autumn water. "It's called Ming Xiaolou."
I know that the explanation settings of these chapters make everyone a little dizzy, but if there is no reason, it will not make sense, so I will speed up the writing. It won't always be like this, don't worry~
Chapter 60 Hundred Eyes Country
Hundred Eyes Country, Hundred Eyes Palace.
The royal palace named after the country occupies an extremely wide area and is dazzling with gold and blue. This place was originally barren. Hundreds of years ago, the country of Bosang was divided into 12 countries. The first generation of Baimu Wang Xiong was very talented, and he built his country on the side of evil with great vigor. The Hundred Eyes Palace is located in the southeast, facing the former site of the Tenri Palace in the distance. It shows his determination and ambition to recover his father's old capital and unify the southern border.
Despite the division of the country, the style of luxury and luxury left by the Bersang Kingdom has remained unchanged to this day. The Baimu Palace is being built every year, and the more it is built, the more luxurious it is. When I saw it today, the Nanjing Imperial Palace of the emperor of the Central Plains also faintly had the style of rivalry.
Inside the palace, there were seven people sitting in the government court.
Three of these seven people are the ministers of the Baimu Kingdom. The official system in southern Xinjiang is simple, not as complicated as in the Central Plains, and there are still differences in power and authority. Officials are divided into twelve grades, according to the style of the short sword worn around the waist. From the lowest level 'Tulu' to the highest level, a country can only have three 'Ginser' The structure is simple and clear.
These three ministers, without exception, were wearing 'Jinse' short swords on their waists. Has always been a big man who calls the wind and calls the rain. However, in the court of government today, his face was ashen, and he didn't even dare to take a breath.
A handsome young man sitting in the center of the throne is the king of Baimu. A charming and beautiful woman is leaning on her side, peeling off jasper-like grapes and feeding the king, the princess. Although these two are of high status, the three old ministers who are used to seeing the king should not be so rude.
In one corner of the room, two men were sitting, as if they were twin towers. One held his arms with a sneer on his face, while the other raised his head and drank leisurely. But the knotted muscles all over the body and the dignified aura that shrouded the two of them, like a dark cloud, made people feel like they were made of iron. They watched from the beginning to the end and didn't say anything, but the mere existence of them made people feel uneasy.
It was normal to discuss the government, but who knew that these two big men suddenly arrived.
One of the ministers wiped away sweat.