Tang Dynasty Mingyue Song Dynasty Pass

Chapter 446 Winning the Bet
Su Chen brought out the knife and watched Peng Qingqing practice the sword, his hands were itchy.

Although his boxing skills are mediocre, he is talented in sword skills. Coupled with the daily hard practice of swords and the mystery of the Hu family's swordsmanship, his force value has increased rapidly.

"Ahem!" Su Chen drank lightly from the side, giving Peng Qingqing a sound.

Peng Qingqing stood with the sword back, turned around and looked back, glanced at Su Chen, saw that he was holding a single knife in his hand, with a look of eagerness to try, it was already clear.

"Want to have a sparring?"

Su Chen nodded and said: "That's exactly what I mean! Seeing that your sword skills are exquisite, I have also improved in my sword skills recently. It's a good time to have a sparring and prove each other."

"Okay, let's test your progress!" Peng Qingqing looked like a master, treating Su Chen like a junior.

Su Chen suddenly said: "It's just a simple discussion, but I always feel that something is missing. I need a lottery, so that I can pay more attention to it and devote myself wholeheartedly."

Peng Qingqing asked in amazement: "What prize?"

"Why don't you make a bet? If I can last thirty rounds, you can kiss me three times."

Su Chen smiled and expressed his thoughts without any embarrassment.

After all, she is his fiancée, so there is no need to be too observant of etiquette. He takes the ancient restrictions very lightly.

Usually, it's not easy for Su Chen to kiss her, let alone let her take the initiative to kiss her.

Therefore, this lottery is of interest to Su Chen.

Peng Qingqing glared at him, feeling a little ashamed, feeling that he was deliberately belittling herself, so she hummed softly, "What if you can't hold on?"

Su Chen smiled and said, "If I can't hold on, I'll kiss you three times!"

Peng Qingqing raised her brows and scolded: "Bah, I'm the one who suffers anyway! If you can't hold on, let me punch you three times!"

How rude!

Although I don't worry about being hurt by her, but if she hits the eye socket and my nose is bruised and my face is swollen, it will be embarrassing.

Su Chen replied: "How about this, if I can't last thirty rounds, I'll tell you a new martial arts story "Swordsman", it's so exciting, and there's Dugu Nine Swords in it, Dongfang Invincible! "

When Peng Qingqing heard the name, she was attracted, thinking that it should be a very exciting and free and easy story of a knight.

"Okay, it's settled." Peng Qingqing's obsession with martial arts stories is almost like drinking.

It is best to drink while listening to martial arts stories, that is a treat!
The two stood in the field, facing each other.

"let's start!"

"Come on!" Peng Qingqing said something thought-provoking to Su Chen.

"I'm going up now, hi!" Su Chen shouted, raised his knife and attacked.

He has made some progress these days, even on the boat, he practiced his sword every morning and evening, regardless of the weather.

It is precisely because of this hard work that he has improved significantly and his physical fitness has also improved rapidly, completely getting rid of the image of a frail scholar.

Quiet like a virgin, moving like a rabbit!
Su Chen didn't dare to be careless, because he knew very well that there was still a big gap between him and Peng Qingqing.

If they were not familiar with each other and fought mercilessly, Su Chen might not be able to endure thirty rounds.

After all, Peng Qingqing has been practicing martial arts for almost ten years, and Su Chen has only been practicing martial arts for less than half a year.

Therefore, he wants to seize the opportunity, carry the momentum of thunder, and attack continuously with a storm-like offensive!

"Dangdangdang!"

Su Chen unfolded the saber technique, matched with the breathing and footwork of this set of saber technique, moved and flickered around Peng Qingqing's left and right, constantly looking for an angle to attack.

But Peng Qingqing held a green sword in his hand, and the sword light shone like a sword curtain in front of him, blocking Su Chen's attack.

Su Chen attacked fiercely for ten rounds, his physical strength declined, and his arms also felt a little numb, because Peng Qingqing's counterattack was also sharp, and his inner strength was also strong. When the swords hit each other, his arms were sore.

"No, I want to last longer!"

It's only ten rounds, Su Chen can't relax, he must continue to maintain that kind of attack with all his strength.

However, Peng Qingqing was also looking for a counterattack, suppressing his blade with the blade.

Even if Su Chen wanted to suppress the opponent with the hegemony of a chopping knife, he was quickly blocked by the opponent's sword, and even the sword was clever, like an antelope hanging horns, and the footwork was elegant, often stabbing him with a sword, attacking him personally caught off guard.

At the fifteenth round, Su Chen felt that he was beginning to be restrained, from being aggressive to being passive.

"There's still half of it left!" Su Chen persisted through gritted teeth, constantly thinking about the flexibility of the saber technique and the gap between the two.

The reason why there is a difference between high and low, Su Chen thinks, is that they are inferior to the other party in several aspects.

One is that the length of practice time leads to differences in internal strength.Although the inner strength here is not as magical as in martial arts novels, it is also a kind of nourishing strength and maintaining energy. Insisting on breathing exercises, tempering the internal organs and outer skin of the body, there is a gap in strength, agility, speed, etc.

The second is how much martial arts you have mastered. Peng Qingqing has practiced many kinds of swordsmanship and footwork in the past ten years. Although he has not traveled the world and killed people everywhere, he has practiced many routines. It is exquisite and inherited.

The third is the fighting experience and the level of fighting against the enemy. Su Chen is not as good as Peng Qingqing. After all, before crossing, Su Chen hardly fought a few times in a society ruled by law, let alone using this kind of sword.

There are gaps in all aspects, and it is destined that Su Chen's strength is not as good as Peng Qingqing's, at least not in the short term.

However, Su Chen was talented in sword practice, and had better adaptability, so he barely lasted until twenty rounds.

Only the last ten rounds are left.

Su Chen's situation was a bit dangerous, he was at a disadvantage, surrounded by sword stabs, he was tired of dealing with it.

Fortunately, Peng Qingqing has a deep affection for Su Chen. It is still a bit difficult to defeat Su Chen without hurting him.

Moreover, Su Chen also liked this, so he didn't have to worry about his life's safety. Even if he sometimes exposed his vitals in order to resist the sword move, Peng Qingqing didn't dare to stab him.

In this way, Su Chen finally survived thirty rounds before being kicked in the wrist by Peng Qingqing, the treasured knife fell off, and she used the sword to hold Su Chen's neck. .

Su Chen lost to Peng Qingqing, but he won the bet.

"Haha, I won. Come on, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat, three times!" Su Chen was very embarrassed.

Peng Qingqing hesitated for a moment, somewhat annoyed, but Su Chen was her fiance, so a few kisses would be fine.

Usually, she can't do it with a thin face, but today she has a gambling contract, but she didn't refuse, she stepped forward, blushing, and kissed him three times on the cheek.

Su Chen smiled slightly, thinking: Xiao Mian, I still can't deal with you!
After Peng Qingqing fulfilled his promise, he said, "Let's fight again, it's still the bet just now, limited to [-] rounds!"

"Fist?" Su Chen was taken aback.

Peng Qingqing nodded and said seriously: "That's right, the sword fight is over, but it's still not fun. Let's fight fist and kick again, the bet remains the same."

"..." Su Chen could tell that Peng Qingqing was probably interested in the martial arts story about the Swordsman, if he didn't tell it, he would inevitably be beaten up by her today.

Su Chen waved his hand and said, "There's no need to fight, I'll just admit defeat, let's go, go back to the room and tell stories!"

He stopped struggling and gave up resistance directly.

(End of this chapter)