There's something wrong with this guy

Chapter 73
Tuo Bei smiled shyly, and said another sentence to explain his abruptness, "Actual combat is effective. Dongjun, if you just hit the stakes, you will undoubtedly be working behind closed doors, and it will be difficult to achieve anything."

Xi Huanyan didn't think much about it, "Yes."

"This place is mud, the road is uneven, let's go to the field." Tuo Bei pointed to an open space on the martial arts field.

"Walk."

Seeing her being so straightforward, Tuo Bei felt a little suspicious, didn't he just sense the source power, really dare to practice with him as the third pair of martial arts students?
He deliberately took a step and turned back to look at the wooden stake. He didn't notice it just now. He saw that there were new fist marks on the stake. With a glance from the corner of his eye, he swept to the ground and saw a piece of devastated withered grass!

In his surprise, he looked at the figure in front of him again, and his heart suddenly tightened. Should he thank himself for being cautious and not showing hostility?
But it's not a bad thing for her to have strength, save him the trouble of explaining why he would practice against a weak Dongjun and accidentally hurt her.

The vacancies were carefully selected. Chao Lin's group was on the right, and Fengya's group was on the front. It was the first time that Dongjun played against each other, so how could there be no spectators.

It's just that the rhetoric has changed.

"Dongjun has made rapid progress, and he has mastered the source power so quickly. You can also leave your mark on the stake made of iron sinking wood. After practicing for a while, I hope that Dongjun will be merciful."

The boy's voice is crisp and lively, and the meaning of exclamation is just right.

Those who were close to him really cast their gazes.

Xi Huanyan: "The words are heavy, please enlighten me."

"Don't belittle yourself, Dongjun, I may not be able to beat you."

Tuo Bei's humility fell into the eyes of everyone and became inexplicable. It is an obvious fact that Dong Jun is not in good health. To say something disrespectful, with small arms and legs, who can beat him?

Wang Zhong snorted coldly, "This commoner looks honest, but he knows he is clinging to the powerful."

Xie Li said, "Left and right are just pair training. If he wins a battle, it looks like Dongjun is weak. If he loses, he is suspected of throwing water, so he won't be able to please him."

But they didn't know that Tuobei's belly draft had been played twice. If Dongjun didn't have any combat power, he would continue to reinforce her weak impression that she couldn't stand up to anything. fall.

No matter what kind, he, the training object, would have a bad intention and a good intention to do the wrong thing.

Xi Huanyan didn't know his abacus, but he felt that this person was grinding and holding hands, and said with a blank face, "You really may not be able to beat me, show your full strength."

"..." Dongjun, who is so impatient and arrogant, still needs him to take the trouble to discredit him?

Tuo Bei shook his hand and threw out a soft sword, "Follow your order."

The sword is like a snake, the wind is full of sleeves, it is as fast as lightning, and the body is erratic.

Tuo Bei's soft sword is fast and tangled in touch. In the martial arts assessment, it was ranked third, and it made a big splash. It is characterized by quickness and ruthlessness. This sword uses a full ten force, as if The poisonous snake flew out and met her in front of her.

Inadvertently noticed this scene of the teacher's legs and feet, and he was about to block it. The people around were so frightened that their hearts stopped suddenly, how dare he use this sword!
Don't say that Dongjun has no weapons, even if he has a weapon, he can't deal with such a sudden fast sword!
The exclamations reached his throat, but he saw that the young Dongjun staggered a step, turned around and picked up a wooden stick on the weapon rack to parry.

The teaching stopped halfway, both surprised and puzzled, this person really has some martial skills?
"How is that possible." Lian Kun whispered, "I can't see how she dodged, it's as if she took a wrong step in an understatement."

He tried to swing his foot, but no matter how he did it, he felt that he was slow to dodge, not as fast as the sword.

"No." Chao Lin's expression showed a bit of excitement, "I can see it very clearly, when the sword was pierced, she started to move, and when the sword was in front of her, she actually avoided it completely, but one was too fast. An advance made her hide, which seems like an understatement."

Xie Li was skeptical, "Doesn't it mean that she predicted Tuo Bei's attack method?"

Chao Lin was reluctant to be distracted, "Go on and watch!"

In addition, at this moment, in a certain attic on the back slope of Luyinfang City, three people had finished their meals, and they were gossiping on the railings, which just brought the scene on the martial arts field into their eyes.

Xing Jin almost saw Xi Huanyan in a group of people practicing against each other at first glance, Zhuoyan Xue Cao and Bai Yangke noticed her gaze and looked over together.

Zhuoyan immediately raised his eyebrows to Dachuan, "Why did Dongjun fight with others, and what is good when his body is broken."

"Xue Cao, you paid attention to the wrong thing. If you want to be surprised, it's surprising. She learned to control the source after only one morning, but." Bai Yangke saw through the advantages and disadvantages of both sides within a short breath, "Dongjun's judgment Very strong, every time you dodge is timely, but the moves are not organized, and it is easy to be passive."

Sure enough, after Tuo Bei deliberately let everyone see her strength, he didn't stand still with her for too long. , As soon as he exerted force, the good stick was twisted into crumbs in an instant, "Dongjun, it's better to stop."

The level of martial arts pales in comparison.

Everyone's hearts were also put down. This is normal. How could Dongjun beat him.

Xi Huanyan dropped half of the stick in her hand, "You can stop when you are tired."

What Tuobei wanted was her "unrelenting", but she had a worried expression on her face, "You don't seem to be in good health..."

"It's none of your business if you get hurt or die."

"As you wish, the sword has no eyes. You have to be careful!"

This offensive disrupted Xi Huanyan's pace. During his breath, the sword slid across the sleeves and suddenly wrapped around them. Xi Huanyan thought about the source of the armguards. The scars were all over the forearm, and the scars were oozing blood beads, which were connected into lines and merged into a surface. At first glance, it looked like it had been peeled off.

Zhuoyan glanced at Xingjin, and twisted the tail of his beard repeatedly, not knowing whether to stop or continue.

At this moment, the soft sword's entanglement tightened, like a snake wrapping its prey, and the blade was squeezed into the flesh!

If this is to be pulled tightly, the flesh of one arm will be minced into minced meat!

Putting it on an ordinary person, Zhang Huang was taken aback when his sleeves were broken and retreated, but Xi Huanyan was extremely calm, as if he could not feel the sword wind or pain.

Her idea of ​​mobilizing the source force was not interrupted at all, which also caused her to shake the sword that was about to be smashed into the flesh between the lightning and flint.

Immediately afterwards, she did not retreat but advanced, grabbed Tuo Bei's wrist, and pressed his hand tendon. At the moment when he was in pain, her palm slipped into his palm, grabbed the soft sword, flipped her wrist, stabbed, and slashed open. clothes on his chest.

Tuo Bei was shocked by Xi Huanyan's calm and focused eyes when he stepped forward to seize the sword, and when his chest suddenly became cold, Fang stepped back a few steps, lowered his head and touched it, there was no wound.

"So close." He looked inexplicable, "You can obviously hurt me."

Like he hurt her and even made him bleed more.

"I won't touch the blood of the people of the state on my hands, even if it's a pair of training." Xi Huanyan threw away the sword, she was not used to this thing, "Come again."

　I am alive again.
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