Lu Mingshu didn't stay in Liulin Residence for long.
Zhuo Jiangui only said one sentence: "You came just in time, Xiang'er is going to Hongdao Hall, you should go too."
Hongdaoguan, the martial arts arena of Jiuyao Palace.
In addition to the branches, Jiuyao Palace also arranged a unified teaching. If the master has something to do, he can entrust his disciples to Hongdaoguan. Or, go to the Hongdao Hall to compete with other branch disciples.
Gao Xiang obviously went to compete.
Seeing Gao Xiang lead a wolf out of the animal pen, Lu Mingshu felt a little weak in his legs.
This wolf looked very similar to the magic wolf she had seen in another world. It was as strong as a calf, and it was not an ordinary breed at first glance.
She has a psychological shadow!
"What's the matter?" Seeing that she dared not come forward, Gao Xiang smiled, "Don't be afraid, this wolf was caught by my master himself. It has been domesticated and won't bite."
Jiuyao Mountain is so big that means of transportation are indispensable. Lu Mingshu has seen others ride sheep and deer, but he has never seen anyone ride a wolf.
However, this wolf is really not fierce, there is no fierce light in the eyes, and the expression is lazy.
Under Gao Xiang's command, she circled behind and rode on carefully.
"Catch it!" Gao Xiang asked her to grab his waist, patted the wolf's head, and flew out.
Speeding all the way, over mountains and ridges.
This is much faster than walking, when will she have her own mount
"Lu Mingshu, have you mastered the "Treading Cloud Sword Art"?" Gao Xiang asked leisurely while controlling the wild wolf.
"Treading Cloud Sword Jue" is the basic skill of Jiuyao Palace.
Lu Mingshu was a little guilty. She had practiced the "Basic Sword Technique" extracted from Tianlun these days. "Treading Cloud Sword Art" had only been practiced once, and she felt that it was not as good as "Basic Sword Technique", so she didn't practice it anymore.
"Not very familiar..."
"It's a pity." Gao Xiang was disappointed, "Last time when I went to Hongdao Hall, I almost got into a fight with the guy from Zhaixingya, and I made an appointment to fight today. I also thought, you just came to help me! "
Lu Mingshu's eyes widened: "Competition? Isn't the school prohibiting private fighting?" It's written in the disciple handbook!
Gao Xiang said: "You also said it was a private fight! There are teaching witnesses in the Hongdao Hall, and it is a public fight."
All right…
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, Gao Xiang patted his small chest and said, "Master asked me to teach you, you have to watch it later!"
"En." Lu Mingshu nodded seriously. She also wanted to know how strong the orthodox disciples of Jiuyao Palace were.
The mounted wolf ran fast, and in less than half an hour, they arrived at the Hongdao Pavilion.
In the animal shed outside the pavilion, there were many mounts resting, including horses, cows, deer, and wolves like Gao Xiang. Lu Mingshu also saw a golden-haired lion!
Gao Xiang left behind his mount and led Lu Mingshu into the Hongdao Pavilion.
In the corner dedicated to newcomers in the Hongdao Pavilion, several children were yelling and fighting together. They were not very old, and they didn't know how to start, but they played quite lively.
As soon as he saw Gao Xiang coming in, a tall and strong child inside immediately stopped and shouted at him: "Gao Da Ma, I thought you were afraid to come!" His tone was very aggressive.
Gao Xiang walked over swaggeringly: "Why am I not afraid? Zhang Xiaoqiang, you are so anxious to get beaten up!" Then, he introduced to Lu Mingshu, "Here, this is Zhang Qiang, just call him Zhang Xiaoqiang. "
Xiaoqiang is a nickname for cockroaches. Zhang Qiang's nickname is Xiaoqiang, but his surname is Zhang. Gao Xiang narrowly gave him such a nickname.
When Zhang Qiang saw Gao Xiang with a little girl, he was quite nervous at first, but when he said this, he immediately became angry: "Gao Dama, what kind of skills are you talking about, come on, come on, let's see the real chapter under your hands!"
"Come here, whoever is afraid of whom!"
After the two of them finished talking, one of them drew a wooden sword from the weapon rack next to him, and they started fighting like this!
The instructor next to them took a look at them and saw that they were using practice wooden swords, so they didn't say much.
Zhang Qiang is actually only nine years old, but he looks strong, about the height of twelve or thirteen-year-old children. Gao Xiang has the shape of a normal eight-year-old child, and is a head short in front of him.
Lu Mingshu watched Zhang Qiang's wooden sword slash down, Gao Xiang raised the sword to block it, the force was so great that he shook it.
Zhang Qiang was tall and strong, and he was not stupid. He knew where his advantages were, and he repeatedly attacked.
Gao Xiang is not stupid, relying on his flexibility, he can hide as much as he can, circling around Zhang Qiang, consuming his physical strength.
The two of you come and go, but they are evenly matched.
Zhang Qiang's legs were swept away, and he got angry, so he took a wooden sword to poke Gao Xiang's shoulder, Gao Xiang was also angry, and simply rushed forward. Both dropped their swords and began to wrestle.
A group of children started making a fuss, and when the teacher saw it, he came over with a livid face, lifted one in each hand, and threw it aside: "Stop messing around and put you in confinement!"
With the help of Lu Mingshu, Gao Xiang got up, and wanted to rush up, but was pulled by Lu Mingshu, and then he stopped resentfully.
"It's like this every time," Gao Xiang complained to her, "The swordsmanship is not very good. I always use the sword as a knife, and I only rely on my own strength."
Lu Mingshu thought for a while, then whispered: "Every time he draws his sword, you have to move half a step to the right, it doesn't matter if he is strong."
Gao Xiang's eyes widened: "What do you mean?"
Lu Mingshu blinked: "Then he won't be able to hit him!"
Gao Xiang was a little silly: "If I move half a step, he will catch up!"
"If you don't believe me, try again." Lu Mingshu calculated in his heart again, and compared the distance, "It's probably as far away as this."
Gao Xiang was dubious, stood up and tried twice: "Is this so?"
"right?"
Gao Xiang scratched his head, based on his trust in Lu Mingshu, he ran to challenge again: "Zhang Xiaoqiang, do you dare to come again?"
"What are you afraid of?" Zhang Qiang stood up abruptly, "I won't let you this time."
"Talking big! No one knows!"
The two picked up the wooden swords again and struck at each other.
When Zhang Qiang's sword came down, Gao Xiang remembered Lu Mingshu's words and moved half a step to the right.
Zhang Qiang chased after him naturally, but he stopped when he touched Gao Xiang's shoulder.
Gao Xiang tried a few more times, and it was the same every time. As long as he moved half a step, Zhang Qiang's sword would miss him.
He was very excited, and made repeated moves, and finally flew Zhang Qiang's sword away. Finally, he pointed the sword at Zhang Qiang arrogantly: "How about it, are you convinced?"
Zhang Qiang lost inexplicably and couldn't figure it out.
On the way back, Gao Xiang was excited: "How do you know that if you move half a step, Zhang Qiang won't be able to hit him?"
Lu Mingshu said: "He's big, he doesn't turn around very flexibly, and he's right-handed. Hitting the left side is not as easy as hitting the right side. Isn't his left side your right side? If you move half a step to the right, he won't have enough time to turn around, so he won't be able to hit him." arrive."
Gao Xiang opened his mouth wide enough to hold an egg: "This...can you see it?"
Lu Mingshu replied seriously: "It's not for watching, it's for calculation."
…
After sending Lu Mingshu to Bixi Valley, Gao Xiang returned to Liulin.
His master, An Tongchen, was in a critical period and was sent to retreat. The person who is in charge of him now is the master.
Hearing Gao Xiang talk about what happened in Hongdao Hall today, Zhuo Jiangui didn't speak for a long time.
Gao Xiang couldn't bear it, and asked: "Master Zu, can this be counted?"
After being silent for a long time, Zhuo Jiangui slowly opened his mouth: "It can be counted, but at her age..." He looked at the sunset with a look of sadness, "This child reminds me of her master..."
"Ah? Master, who are you talking about?"
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I know that Xiaoqiang is from Zhou Xingxing, there shouldn’t be one in this world, let’s pretend it is