The bodies touched, not only the wrists, but also the inner thighs all the way to the waist, and they were instantly covered by another layer of warmth. The blood under her skin began to flow rapidly, as if she could not control it, and the even breathing in her ear almost took away the calmness on her face instantly.
Unexpectedly, you are such a marshal!
There is only this sentence left in Leng Yiyao's mind now...
Forget about the late-night raid, just when she stepped into "Baize" and everyone in the world felt that she had glimpsed something amazing, she didn't expect that she would be "personally" taught by this man!
"Pay attention!" Hemo, who looked calm, glanced at her with interest in his eyes. He never gets close to women. Firstly, no one can take his eyes off her, and secondly, he just can't stand the various fragrances from other people's bodies. In his heart, women who like to spray perfume on their bodies are people who are not confident in their own body fragrance, but she is different. Looking at her from a distance, she exudes an intimidating aura. She obviously likes to open her moist eyes sometimes and pretend to be innocent with him, but she doesn't know that those eyes of hers, as long as they are quiet and calm, make people want to take a closer look.
After he said this, he stopped making any sound. Instead, he directly grabbed her right hand and thrust forward.
The air seemed to be suddenly drawn into an arc, and the cold sword tip exuded an unspeakable beauty. Under the strange light, it actually reflected a dazzling light...
Leng Yiyao relaxed her body almost subconsciously, and her limbs stretched freely with his movements.
This was a feeling that was different from her own actions. She originally thought she would be controlled by him like a puppet on strings, but with his fingertips, his contact, his breathing, and even his heartbeat, she seemed to At this moment, you can feel it clearly.
The sword in her hand suddenly became insignificant, and she felt a kind of vertical and horizontal pleasure. The palms of their hands overlapped, and the cold touch melted and retreated along with his temperature, but she couldn't help but look at the other side of the sword path with some persistence.
Obviously, he was just practicing with her, but it was as if there was an opponent standing opposite him, and he could see every move.
"The biggest difference between the epee, foil sword, and sword is its 'simplicity.'" He turned his head and found the slight light in her eyes. He couldn't help but smile softly, lowered his gaze, and said quietly: "The effective range of the epee attack is the whole body, from the top of the head to the soles of the feet. As long as it is stabbed with a force of more than 750g, the referee will award an offensive score. In addition, if both sides hit each other at the same time within a quarter of a second, there will be no The complicated right-of-attack rules like foil or saber determine which side is effective, but it is directly awarded to each side getting one point. Therefore, all attacks contain a lot of uncertainty due to the multiple counterattacks that the opponent may have. On the contrary, This makes the tactical arrangements of the epee become more and more complicated. Whether it is attack or defense, it is full of tactical confusion. Everyone will cover their actions under heavy foreshadowing and deception, and are always ready to "take the lead" and win.
As his last word fell, Leng Yiyao's fingertips stabbed sharply in the air with him, and the sound of breaking through the air was particularly startling in this empty negative floor.
"Do you like 'fencing' very much?" She felt the gradually clearer touch. She narrowed her eyes slightly, imagining what kind of arc she would draw without the "support" of the person behind her. For a moment, the corners of her lips flickered. He stood up, the light in his eyes getting hotter and hotter.
Helmer did not answer her directly, "Fencing is like all other games in the world. There is always an opponent on the opposite side of you. No matter what the process is, the final result can only be achieved by giving everything between you and me. It seems like The scenery is elegant, but in fact it contains many traps. If you fail to win with one move, there will be no chance of comeback." He paused, and his voice was slightly heavier in the last sentence, with a deeper meaning: "In the final analysis, no matter how noble the sport is, it is just cruel. Reality."… .
Listening to what he meant, it was completely true.
Leng Yiyao stopped and turned her head to speak without noticing. Unexpectedly, the distance between the two suddenly decreased due to her movement.
The hips collided, and the two of them stopped at the same time...
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Dear fairies, I'm extremely sorry that I'm just replacing it now.