The sky was slightly bright, Wu Yi woke up early, thinking that he had not practiced swordsmanship for a long time, and now his body has recovered. Although his internal strength is temporarily not as good as before, he has recovered a part of it, and Qisha Sword Technique specializes in sword moves, which is good for internal strength. The requirements were not very high, so Wu Yi took the sword out of the house and started morning exercises in the yard.
Wu Yi was already smart. After undergoing the process of reshaping his muscles and bones, Wu Yi felt that the coordination and sensitivity of his limbs were much higher. After practicing the Seven Evil Sword Techniques, he also felt much lighter. Therefore, Wu Yi's Seven The evil sword technique is also sharper, and the changes in moves are also more brisk and steady.
Soon after hearing the voice, Tang Jing tidied up and left the room. His hair was disheveled, natural and majestic, and his burly figure, paired with the gray robe, looked very energetic, handsome, and charming.
Seeing Wu Yi doing morning exercises, Tang Jing felt happy and said with a smile: "Second brother, you have just recovered, why don't you get more rest?"
Wu Yi stabbed forward with his sword. When he heard the sound, he stopped and looked back at Tang Jing. The young man was handsome and full of energy. He smiled confidently and said, "I'm fine. Brother, do you want to accompany me?" Practice?”
After finishing speaking, Wu Yi turned around and rushed towards Tang Jing with his sword raised.
Seeing that Wu Yi had recovered and was in high spirits, Tang Jing felt happy in his heart. Looking at Wu Yi who was charging towards him, his blood boiled. He raised his spirits slightly and flew up. He avoided the stabbing Wu Yi from above and at the same time. He turned around in the air and lightly slapped Wu Yi on the back.
After all, he was his second brother, and Wu Yi had just recovered, so the force of Tang Jing's palm only used less than 10% of his power.
With strange steps, Wu Yi suddenly turned around and swept his sword towards Tang Jing's palm. He blocked Tang Jing's palm and raised his mouth with a smile and said: "Brother, if you don't show any strength, be careful not to lose to me. Look at the sword. "
As soon as Tang Jing landed, Wu Yi had already raised his sword to catch up and raised his sword towards Tang Jing. Tang Jing did not expect that Wu Yi's movements were so brisk. Then he gathered strength with both palms and struck out. At the same time, Tang Sect Qinggong used it again. He jumped back slightly to avoid the sword picked by Wu Yi.
The power of this palm was obviously a little more powerful than the previous palm. Wu Yi used strange steps and quick movements to perform a move (Whirlpool Dance.)
The spinning Wu Yi rushed towards Tang Jing. Tang Jing had also seen the power of the whirling dance, but he couldn't use a strong attack on Wu Yi, so he jumped back to avoid it and hit Wu Yi with two palms at the same time.
Although Tang Jing gave way to him, he could not lie about it, so after Wu Yi expressed his attitude, he interrupted his whirling dance, avoided Tang Jing's palm force, and with the help of spinning force and spinning steps, he strode towards Tang Jing's side. Fang dodged away, pointed his sword directly at Tang Jing, and used the opportunity to use a move (Blue Wind Tail).
This move is the seventh form of Qisha Sword Technique. With the help of fast and weird steps, it moves like a phantom. At the same time, it uses a long sword in its hand to swing out fast and powerful moves to attack the enemy's upper, middle and lower sides, making the enemy unable to defend itself. moves.
Wu Yi's spinning steps rushed to Tang Jing's side like a phantom, and he swung the long sword in his hand quickly. The three sword shadows were like the tail of the blue wind, with a faint energy and edge, pointing towards Tang Jing's upper, middle and lower body respectively. Three-way attack.
Although Wu Yi's internal strength is insufficient, Wu Yi's Blue Wind Tail style is considered superior, and its power cannot be underestimated.
Tang Jing did not expect Wu Yi to have such fighting spirit. He smiled excitedly, dodged hurriedly, and then slapped Wu Yi's blue wind tail.
After Wu Yi and Tang Jing's palm power exchanged, not to be outdone, he rushed towards Tang Jing with high fighting spirit and wanted to have a good fight with Tang Jing. The two started practicing in the courtyard.
After a while, Mo Bai, who heard the commotion, also came out of the room. The handsome young man stood aside and watched the moves of the two carefully, with a soft smile on his face.
There was a soft "crunch" sound, and Tang Wanting was also woken up. She patted her red lips gently with her jade hand, yawned, then stretched out and walked out of the house.
Tang Wanting still had the short ponytail on the left side of her head. She was wearing the black and purple tights. Her slim figure showed her youthful years. She was quite cute and generous. With her hands on her hips, she took two steps forward. When he saw Tang Jing and Wu Yi competing, he curled his lips slightly and said to himself: "Big brother, second brother? What's wrong with these two people?"
At the same time, Xiao Ruyun wore a light blue dress and opened the door elegantly. When she saw the two competing, she was also confused.
Although the Qisha Sword Technique requires relatively low internal strength, Tang Jing's Kung Fu is no joke. If Wu Yi hadn't let Wu Yi, Wu Yi would not have been able to survive three moves. The two had already mastered one. At the meeting, Tang Jing was very happy to see Wu Yi getting better, and his palm strength became a little stronger, and he began to attack Wu Yi more frequently.
Wu Yi's Seven Evils sword technique was quick, brisk and varied, so Tang Jing's attacks were all dodged and defused by Wu Yi. However, due to the difference in strength, Wu Yi was always at a disadvantage.
Tang Jing suddenly turned around and struck a blow. Wu Yi hurriedly defended himself, holding the long sword in his hand to block his chest.
"Ding--"
With a soft sound, Tang Jing's palm hit Wu Yi's sword. Wu Yi took two steps back before steadying himself, then smiled slightly and raised his sword to rush towards Tang Jing.
"Second brother, let me help you!" Upon seeing this, Tang Wanting became excited and shouted at the two of them, then flew up and slapped Tang Jing.
Hearing the sound, the four of them all turned their eyes to Tang Wanting. Tang Jing quickly turned sideways to avoid the rushing Tang Wanting.
Wu Yi looked at Tang Wanting, felt happy in his heart, pursed his lips and smiled, and followed him in tacit understanding, attacking Tang Jing with Tang Wanting.
It was a competition in itself, and it was rare to play like this, so Tang Jing was just about to get excited. With a mature and steady look, he showed a faint smile, raised his hand and slapped the two people who were rushing towards him.
With the addition of Tang Wanting, Tang Jing became more serious, and Tang Jing's kung fu was far beyond what Wu Yi and Tang Wanting could compare to. Even if they had to give in to the two, they would not be Tang Jing's opponent.
Wu Yi and Tang Wanting were repelled by Tang Jing several times in a row, and then they attacked Tang Jing with tacit understanding, left and right, up and down, but they were easily blocked by Tang Jing and could not shake Tang Jing at all.
Tang Wanting and Wu Yi were once again shaken away by Tang Jing's internal force, and they stepped back several steps before regaining their balance. Tang Wanting looked at Tang Jing, who was as steady as a mountain, with a look of dissatisfaction on her face, and waved her hands and said: "No fight. , don’t fight, big brother is cheating.”
The three of them stopped, and Wu Yi also put away the sword in his hand and smiled faintly.
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