"Give it to me?" She took it and took a look curiously. "Luoying's colorful swordsmanship? What... is this?"
"If you really want to strengthen your body or defend yourself temporarily, I will teach you this sword technique."
Su Zhiyu suddenly felt that Pei Donglang's whole body was radiating light, and his image became taller and majestic. According to the direction of her heroine's halo, she will definitely become a rare master. By then, she will be able to ride the wind with a sword, rob the rich and help the poor, act chivalrously, and become a generation of female protagonists.
Xia.
Yes, this must be a bright future given to her by a conscientious author.
So Su Zhiyu carefully laid out the book and turned to the first page. Sure enough, he saw a painting of a small figure. The picture was very delicate and the lines were smooth. The pose was just right, and when combined, it was a set of sword moves.
Sure enough, it looked like a secret book. Su Zhiyu picked up a branch and started drawing according to the secret book. She was quite talented in learning everything, and her memorization skills were also good before. So Pei Donglang felt relieved and let her figure it out on her own. But
After looking at it for a while, Pei Donglang felt that his eyes were hurt.
How did this woman achieve these twisted and weird postures? And what was she doing just posing there?
"What are you doing?"
"Practice your sword." Su Zhiyu made flying flowers and stood up out of thin air. Fortunately, she could still stand firm in this posture.
"Do you think your sword moves like this can hurt people?"
"I practiced exactly according to the book, how come I can't hurt anyone?" Su Zhiyu was puzzled, but she had every move in place. According to the routine of martial arts novels, the protagonist gets the martial arts secret book and immediately the mouse falls into the rice.
Tank, no matter how hard you practice, you can become a martial arts master. But she forgot, this is a romance novel...
"If you really think so, then stab me with your sword." Pei Donglang raised his eyes and looked at her.
Su Zhiyu actually wanted to test how well he was practicing, but he still said timidly, "This is not good, what if I hurt you?"
Pei Donglang sneered, "If you want to hurt me, how can you do it if you don't practice for ten or eight years? Don't worry."
Su Zhiyu thought about it. She had only been practicing for a short time. How could someone with decades of skill be harmed by her? So she waved the branch and made a mocking gesture of raising a sword.
Pei Donglang raised his hand to stop her, "Use a real sword." After saying that, he threw the sword in his hand lightly. The sword drew a graceful arc in the air. Su Zhiyu stretched out his hand to catch it beautifully, but as soon as the sword touched his hand,
She felt bad.
Sure enough, when the sword weighing twenty kilograms fell into her hand, she fell down with it. Su Zhiyu finally stopped in mid-air and held the sword steady. She pulled out the scabbard and
It took two hands to finally lift the sword. Just such a simple movement made me sweat profusely.
Su Zhiyu panted and said, "Third...Your Highness, are you kidding me?"
Pei Donglang didn't know what "Ya's" meant, but the tone didn't sound like a good word. He originally intended to let her feel a real sword, but when he heard her say that, he nodded.
Su Zhiyu was so angry that she almost vomited blood. This anger actually inspired some strength. She gritted her teeth and swung the sword and started to pose. Unexpectedly, the sword was too heavy, and her hand slipped... and flew out.
.....
Soon enough, Chu Feige, who happened to arrive, jumped forward and struck away Pei Donglang's sword, which almost hit him.