On the fifth day, Ting Qingyu continued to practice sword practice in the backyard, taught step by step by Chuoluo. Xiao Wen, Wen Bai and others sat aside, admiring the princess's sword practice with great interest.
This is an empty pavilion. Ting Qingyu asked everyone to move all the things away and create a hall. The doors and windows were closed tightly to prevent the cold wind from getting in. The aroma was lingering, the heater was on, and the sound of swords was sharp.
"Princess, can you be tougher with this posture? The sword must be fast, ruthless, and accurate to suppress the enemy." Chuo Luo frowned when he saw that Ting Qingyu had practiced the sword technique three times.
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This guy's luck is much worse than Che Yue's. Last time Ting Qingyu didn't deal with Che Yue like this.
Cheyue squinted her eyes. He knew how to use martial arts, but only Chuoluo and the princess knew about this, and no other male concubine knew about it.
Wen Bai, Yue Cang and others looked jealous.
Xueze was sitting at the end, his eyes were misty, and he could only see the figure that he had been following endlessly entangled with a blue shadow. What was in his heart was slowly being lost...
"Dang!" There was a crisp sound. Ting Qingyu, who had already been able to swordfight with Chuoluo, felt her hand soften, and the sword was knocked to the ground by Chuoluo. Her hand was frozen, although her body was hot.
But I still feel the coldness in my heart.
She has understood that her worst skill is swordsmanship.
If neither of them uses swords, Ting Qingyu will definitely win. After all, she is so good at Taekwondo, but if she is not good at swordsmanship here, her life will easily be in danger.
When Chuo Luo saw the sword that fell to the ground, he chuckled, and the sword suddenly pointed at Ting Qingyu! Amidst everyone's exclamations, Ting Qingyu also secretly stepped sideways in surprise, but was swept away by Chuo Luo.
With one kick, the whole person fell in his direction.
Ting Qingyu fell into Chuoluo's arms impartially, and the male concubines looked gloomy and fired N rays of angry X-rays at Chuoluo.
"Princess, are you okay? I told you that you must not be distracted when you are fighting swords with me, but you just don't listen!" Chuoluo said with a smile. He squeezed Ting Qingyu with more force, which made Ting Qingyu feel itchy and painful.