The sounds of practicing swordsmanship were heard again in Zhao Chanxuan's yard.
There was a giant dragon roaring in the air, and Su Yu also taught all the sword skills to Zhao Chanxuan.
He sat on a stone bench, eating cakes, and looked at the graceful figure of Zhao Chanxuan from afar.
The supreme bone has also undergone a series of changes, and its degree of development is slowly improving.
A book of swordsmanship was exchanged for the awakening of Su Yu's supreme bone potential. This exchange was worth it.
Zhao Chanxuan, who was practicing sword nearby, did not realize that he had a water-containing physique and did not know that her pastries would have such an effect.
She was completely immersed in the process of practicing sword skills, and after each practice, she felt a sense of guilt in her heart.
She wanted to do something for Su Yu.
Longquan swordsmanship is a famous swordsmanship of Wansheng Sect. It is said that only true disciples are qualified to learn it.
The fact that Su Yu was able to teach her this sword technique was enough to show his generosity.
"Sir, how was my sword practice just now?"
Zhao Chanxuan's graceful figure slightly bent, and she looked at Su Yu with shining eyes, and asked softly.
Su Yu stood up from the stone bench and came to Zhao Chanxuan's side. He looked at her delicate face and said slowly: "Overall, it's good, but there are still a few places that are not done well enough."
"Is there anything missing?"
There was a trace of confusion in Zhao Chanxuan's beautiful eyes, and her delicate face also had a hint of childlike curiosity.
During this period, Su Yu taught her step by step, and her movements have become quite standardized, so it is impossible for her to make mistakes.
Su Yu stretched out his hands, held Zhao Chanxuan's hands from behind, and said with a smile: "Remember when you use your magic power to control the sword, imagine that the sword is one of your organs, so that you can achieve the state of unity between man and sword."
As he spoke, Su Yu probed towards Zhao Chanxuan's dantian, feeling the magic power mobilizing therein.
Seeing this, Zhao Chanxuan wanted to struggle and turned to look at Su Yu, only to see that the latter had his starry eyes closed, his sword-like brows furrowed, and his expression serious, as if he was feeling whether her magic power was mobilized correctly.
Then, for some reason, she subconsciously stopped resisting.
Perhaps because she felt that Su Yu was helping her, her fair face became hot and her heartbeat quickened.
Su Yu's tall figure was a head taller than Zhao Chanxuan. He held the latter's body tightly in his arms, and his palm felt her Dantian magic power.
If someone looked at them from a distance, the two of them would appear to be behaving intimately, which could easily be misunderstood.
When Su Yu was doing this action, he also felt that the supreme bone in his body was developing more and more.
The analysis program was activated and it was found that the development level had increased from the original 6% to 10%.
This is more effective than eating the pastries made by Zhao Chanxuan.
"Young Master..."
Suddenly, a soft voice came out of Tan's mouth. Her face was hot, and she finally broke free from Su Yu's arms: "Sir, as the saying goes, men and women should not touch each other."
"Who said this kind of nonsense? How come I have never heard of it before!"
Su Yu looked serious, raised his eyebrows and said: "I just felt the operation of your magic power, it is a bit disordered. If you don't mobilize your magic power properly according to the sword moves, it will be difficult to achieve the unity of man and sword."
Zhao Chanxuan was puzzled. He turned around and said with a sad tone, "What should I do? It is too difficult to achieve unity between man and sword."
By becoming one with the sword, one can quickly practice Longquan swordsmanship to the point of having a basic understanding of it.
"It seems I have no choice but to take off my gloves and use my magic power to guide your magic power."
Su Yu said seriously, his eyes were full of sincerity, but there was a hint of evil intentions at the corner of his mouth.
Zhao Chanxuan looked at Su Yu's beautiful face, and her heart trembled slightly. It was difficult to resist such a man, but she still waved her hand and said, "Sir, you are worth a lot of money, and I am a body of dregs. How can I have physical contact with you?"
In Zhao Chanxuan's eyes, Su Yu was a flawless handsome man, which made her feel a little inferior.
"To be honest, a few days ago, I killed several remnants of the Yuanshi Sect with my bare hands, and I learned about your past from them."
Su Yu took a deep breath and then made up a story.
Hearing this, Zhao Chanxuan's originally shy face slowly froze, and red appeared in her eyes again. She looked at Su Yu with hatred, took slight steps, and stepped back to keep some distance.
This Su Yu is indeed not a good guy.
She became sober, but also very painful. After all, Su Yu and the disciples of Yuanshi Sect had an irreconcilable hatred, and she shouldn't have been so close to Su Yu.
She was very conflicted, and when she had the idea of staying away from Su Yu, she felt a little reluctant.
This feeling is very painful, like a knife cutting.
She and Su Yu had only been together for less than a month, and they had already developed feelings for each other
Just when she was extremely conflicted and in some pain, Su Yu's next words made her previous emotions dissipate.
"They are Taoist Wen Yuan's men, and they want to kill you."
Su Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a very serious expression.
Before Su Yu could explain clearly, Zhao Chanxuan placed her slender index finger on his lips and shook her head, signaling him not to continue. She understood everything.
Taoist Wen Yuan's subordinates have been trained since childhood, brainwashed since birth, and are extremely loyal.
They came to find Zhao Chanxuan, wanting to kill him and take him away to be buried with Taoist Wen Yuan.
Zhao Chanxuan had been hiding from these people before, but he didn't expect them to find this place. They are really crazy.
The yard suddenly became quiet. Zhao Chanxuan looked at Su Yu with a bit of obsession in her eyes. The man in front of her made her feel the long-lost sense of security.
"To be honest, I can't stand seeing this kind of people. No matter if they are women or men, they are all living beings and are equal. No matter if they are disciples or masters, there is no hierarchy in front of life, so I killed them. But it's not because of you. I would have killed them if it was someone else."
Su Yu said righteously, his face flushed with anger.
Seeing the change in Zhao Chanxuan's expression, he felt happy in his heart, thinking that this woman was really brainless. Then he glanced at Zhao Chanxuan's chest gently, and his heartbeat accelerated.
She is not on the same level as ordinary women, but not too exaggerated either, just right.
Zhao Chanxuan was extremely shocked when he heard Su Yu's remarks.
This state of mind is not something that ordinary people can achieve. In her consciousness, men are superior to women. If the master tells his disciple to die, the disciple has to die.
What Su Yu said was extremely treasonous!
If such a person becomes the headmaster of a region, he will be a good headmaster who cares about his disciples.
"I taught you swordsmanship so that you can fight against them. It's not because I don't trust you, but because I can't stand what those remnants are doing. I hope you don't think too much about it."
Su Yu said seriously, looking up at Zhao Chanxuan's shocked face.
"Yeah, I know."
Zhao Chanxuan lowered his head and responded without any doubt.
A man like Su Yu is too outstanding and perfect, so how could he be interested in her
She knows her own limitations. If she wants to win Su Yu's love, she still needs to do more and become even better.
At least you have to improve your realm and become someone like Hua Suhan who can compete with the powerful Void God.
Seeing that Zhao Chanxuan understood, Su Yu nodded, then took off his gloves, held Zhao Chanxuan's jade hand, and began to teach him swordsmanship. During this process, his magic power guided Zhao Chanxuan's magic power.
Soon, Zhao Chanxuan felt a tacit understanding between the sword and her that she had never experienced before.
A scene of blooming peach blossoms appeared above the yard. This was Zhao Chanxuan's magical power, beautiful and charming.
In this scene, Su Yu and Zhao Chanxuan were like dancing butterflies, flying through the peach forest.
A sword shadow slowly appeared above Zhao Chanxuan's head.
Then a sword shadow appeared above Su Yu's head, and the two sword shadows were entangled together, inseparable.
"What does it smell like?"
Zhao Chanxuan, who was immersed in sword practice, suddenly smelled a bloody smell. He turned to look at Su Yu, quickly put down his sword, and asked with concern: "Sir, why are you bleeding? Are you okay?"
Zhao Chanxuan picked up the handkerchief and gently wiped the blood from under Su Yu's nose.
Su Yu waved his hand and said, "It's okay. This is the hidden realm of the unity of man and sword. The blood wants to merge with the sword in the hand, so it flows out. It's not just blood. If the realm is deeper, the meridians will also flow out. This kind of thing happens from time to time."
Looking at Su Yu's serious face, Zhao Chanxuan's beautiful eyes slowly widened, with admiration in them. He is worthy of being the Holy Son of Wansheng Sect, with great talent.
The unity of man and sword can reach the point where one's own blood can flow out. This is true harmony.
Sensing Zhao Chanxuan's admiring gaze, Su Yu said again: "However, I don't recommend you to do this. Even if you want to become one with the sword, you should know when to stop."
Zhao Chanxuan nodded her head and was very obedient. In contrast to her previous domineering attitude, she now looked like a little bird.
"Come on, continue practicing sword skills."
Su Yu said softly.
The two continued to practice sword techniques, and their respective magical powers permeated the air above the yard.
Zhao Chanxuan didn't doubt anything about Su Yu's bleeding.
In the book, there is indeed no record of nosebleeds caused by the combination of man and sword, but Su Yu also said that we cannot just listen to everything written in the book and we have to think for ourselves.
Inspired by Su Yu, she realized that the unity of man and sword could lead to the realm of nosebleed.
As he swung the sword, Zhao Chanxuan's loose shirt rose and fell and swayed.
Su Yu was not interested in this and just stared at Zhao Chanxuan, who had a divine appearance.
Her appearance is different from Hua Suhan's beauty.
Hua Suhan is flawless, exquisite, dignified and noble, while Zhao Chanxuan is passionate and unrestrained, yet slightly childish. They are two different styles.
No matter which style, it is refreshing.
At some point, a figure suddenly appeared in the yard. He had been standing there for a long time, his face was red and white smoke was coming out of his head.
This person is Ye Fan.
Zhao Chanxuan was also very gentle in front of him, but she had never been so cuddly and dependent like this.
Moreover, Zhao Chanxuan was fierce and aggressive towards those who bullied him.
Could it be that the way I am today is what I have encountered the legendary "love?"
Ye Fan was very angry, breathing heavily through his nostrils like a buffalo, and his palms were clenched so tightly that they made crackling sounds.
It has only been a few days since they last met, but Zhao Chanxuan and Su Yu have become so close.
Just as Yan Ji said, Zhao Chanxuan fell into Su Yu's arms.
How can this be possible
Miss Zhao is his.
No one can take it away.
Ye Fan's body rose and fell, shaking with anger, staring at Su Yu like a wild beast, ready to attack.
Suddenly, a hurried voice rang out from the ring: "Stop, Ye Fan, calm down. Being impulsive at this time will only hurt yourself. You are still very weak now. The best plan now is to improve your strength. With strength, what kind of women can't you find?"
After hearing Yan Ji's words, Ye Fan's heaving body finally calmed down, his red eyes faded, and his emotions slowly calmed down.
To have a conflict with Su Yu at this time would be tantamount to seeking death. Even though he was very impulsive, he understood this truth.
Change of heart and disperse
In order to find out Su Yu's purpose during this period, he studied the Huixinzhuanyi Powder, and finally found out that it was just the Hehuan Powder.
Su Yu just wanted him to make a mistake, and then destroy the relationship between the two under the pretext of harassing Zhao Chanxuan.
Fortunately, Ye Fan discovered it.
Thinking of this, he came up with a plan, but he didn't implement it immediately. Instead, he asked Yan Ji: "If Su Yu and I fall out and come to the point of fighting, can Master protect me from death?"
Ye Fan is also very prudent in his work and knows how to consider risks.
Yan Ji looked at Ye Fan's almost uncontrollable hatred, sighed, and nodded: "That's natural."
Her descendants now have great power, able to compete with the Sun family, but she does not want to touch this power.
But if Ye Fan was in trouble, how could she not save him? She would have to ask for help from the younger generation.
She wanted to persuade Ye Fan, but after seeing the scene in front of her, she understood that the relationship between Su Yu and Ye Fan had reached a point where it could not be eased.
She also lowered her head and sighed.
If she was Zhao Chanxuan, she would be the same. How could Ye Fan compare with Su Yu
One with a strong background, extraordinary appearance, and unfathomable strength.
A man from a small town, with average looks and very weak abilities.
Any normal woman would choose the first one, and Su Yu exudes endless charm in every move.
Ye Fan didn't think about these things. He just wanted Zhao Chanxuan. Whoever he set his eyes on must be his.
“Ahem!”
Su Yu loosened his hand, coughed lightly, and signaled Ye Fan to come.
Zhao Chanxuan came to his senses after a few breaths, and then put away his sword awkwardly without explaining anything.
She didn't need to explain to Ye Fan, it was her freedom.
"What do you want from me? Tell me now!"
Zhao Chanxuan placed the sword on the stone table. She put away her long skirt, sat on the stone bench, and asked coldly.
Ever since she had a quarrel with Ye Fan last time, she had not had a good tone towards him.
Seeing Zhao Chanxuan suddenly turning cold, Su Yu was somewhat stunned.
She looked like a little bird just now, but instantly returned to her original form.
Love is really unrecognizable.
Ye Fan's body was heaving, his eyes twitching, and he asked, "Sister, is this the tone you use to treat your family?"