93. Chapter 93 You can have a woman but not a lover 3
"Feng Hao, I am in the middle, not on either side!" Xia Yucheng replied with a smile.
"You still have some conscience, otherwise you'd be a white-eyed wolf." Feng Hao glanced at her with a smile, then reached out and took the bamboo sword handed over by Zhu Huan.
"Sir, please!"
The two men held bamboo swords in their hands, each stepped back a few steps, and then bowed to each other.
After a while, the air in the garden echoed with the dull and powerful clang of bamboo swords and the man's unique and powerful shout.
The movements of the two men were both graceful and agile yet ferocious, which looked very enjoyable to watch and also had the excitement of actual combat.
Xia Yucheng on the side was stunned, even reluctant to blink for fear of missing the excitement.
Her hands tightly grasped the sword in her hand, and her palms were covered with sweat, but she didn't even notice it.
During the fierce battle, Feng Hao deflected Zhu Huan's stabbing blow and nodded slightly towards the beautiful girl whose face was full of surprise and whose eyes were filled with admiration. A smile as bright as a cherry blossom bloomed on her handsome face.
Xia Yucheng looked at that handsome face and immediately thought of the handsome man in the photo in the study. They really looked alike. Could it be that the man in the photo was Feng Hao's father? It seems that the inheritance of the Feng family
The genes are absolutely excellent.
Just when she came to her senses, the fierce battle between the two men became more and more fierce, with each attack becoming more fierce than the next. The attack was decisive and brave, the defense was steady and firm, and the series of blows and sprints seemed to be completed in one go.
Xia Yucheng quickly regained her composure and stared at them intently, the expression on her face changing richly with the fierce battle.
Suddenly, Feng Hao brandished his bamboo sword and attacked Zhu Huan. The fierce and fierce attack was extremely fast, and he raised his bamboo sword fiercely.
With this blow, the battle between the two men might be decided.
However, Feng Hao abruptly stopped his attack. When the bamboo sword in his hand was just a gap away from Zhu Huan's face, he took a big step back.
"Thank you sir for asking!"
Feng Hao smiled slightly, and the two men bowed to each other with respect, ending the battle.
"That...that...who is more powerful?" Xia Yucheng, who knew nothing about swordsmanship, was a little confused. How beautiful it was! Why did it end like this?
"You are so dumbfounded that you haven't figured out anything yet?" Feng Hao threw the bamboo sword in his hand to Zhu Huan.
"It's too fast, and...I didn't even see it. Which of you won?"
Feng Hao's lips curled up slightly: "Come here..."
Xia Yucheng walked over, and Feng Hao took the sword from her arms. After a crisp sound, the sword was unsheathed.
Zhu Huan came over, took the scabbard respectfully, and stood aside.
"Hold the handle of the knife and look at it for a long time. It shouldn't be difficult, right?" Feng Hao handed the knife to Xia Yucheng and stood behind her. "Hold the handle of the knife with both hands. There should be no gaps in the palms. The ring finger and little finger should be tight.
Hold the handle of the knife, pinch it lightly with your thumb and index finger, and rest your middle finger on the handle. Don’t use too much force.”
While guiding patiently, he helped Xia Yucheng hold the sword in a correct posture.
"If you want to learn sword skills, correct posture is very important." His body pressed tightly against hers from behind, and his big hands covered her small hands.
Zhu Huan stood aside and watched all this silently. He had been following Feng Hao for more than ten years, and he had never seen him be so patient with any woman.