One person: I am the dragon, tiger, wine and sword immortal

Chapter 321: To be happy in life is to have fun!
Holding the sword in his hand, he felt the temperature of the sword in his fingers.

He knew exactly what it was like when he held the sword for the first time.

Now I have been completely transformed, completely better than before.

However, there are still some shortcomings.

This road is never-ending, and it is impossible for a brave self to be stuck in one place and never move forward.

Zhang Hao took two steps faster and continued to move forward bravely.

He didn't choose any environment, he just practiced sword in the small courtyard.

Some passing disciples stopped to watch after seeing it.

Although many of them don't practice swordsmanship, they all know the name of drunkard junior uncle, they love drinking and sword practice the most.

By the way, why doesn't my uncle drink alcohol now?
"It's weird, my uncle didn't bring a wine bottle today."

"Little Master Uncle is not soulless if he doesn't drink while practicing swordsmanship. Go and get some wine for Little Master Uncle!"

Upon hearing this, the disciple asked Zhang Hao loudly.

"Uncle Junior, does it smell like alcohol?"

Hearing this, Zhang Hao nodded, and shouted after practicing the sword move.

"Bring me my jug, please!"

Hearing this, the disciple immediately ran to his room, and Zhang Hao's room was relatively simple.

He didn't pursue anything else, it was as simple as it could be, and his hip flask was placed on the table.

A large jar was full, and finally he ran out in two steps and threw the wine jug in his hand over.

After Zhang Hao's sword passed, his wrist stopped immediately.

His sword also stopped, and on the edge of the sword, he was dragging a flagon at the moment.

It's no wonder that such a big wine jug can stop on the ship, and it is accurate, as if it has been rehearsed beforehand.

Everyone was astonished, the little master's control over the sword has taken another step forward!
"Little uncle is really amazing!"

Zhang Hao smiled when he heard this, then raised his wrist, and his wine bottle naturally flew into the sky.

However, the moment it fell, it was slightly hooked by Zhang Hao's foot.

Then he picked up the air again, and I kept practicing my sword skills during these two periods of time.

Then the moment the flagon fell to the ground, his hand just turned into a monkey fishing for the moon, and it was completely removed.

On the way, he opened the jug conveniently.

The aroma of wine came to my face.

Zhang Hao suddenly felt relieved, raised his head and drank the mellow wine one mouthful at a time.

The taste contained in this wine is very sweet.

This wine tasted too fragrant, he often thought about it on Longhu Mountain, and it was the same after going down the mountain.

This was the first time he drank it when he came back from the mountain.

The taste has not changed, and it is still so mellow and delicious, which makes people feel unforgettable.

The taste is sweet and it also makes him enter the state quickly.

This is the reason why he can drink and practice swords!
Practice swords while drinking.

His mind and body will gradually relax the sword in his hand.

The breath is more comfortable, the posture is more standard, and the breath moves with the heart.

As the bottle of wine was gradually poured towards Zhang Hao to drink.

Every pose is chosen to be particularly standard, and it looks really chic.

The sword in his hand also swung more and more freely as he moved.

It looks like there is no move at all, but it always makes people feel that it is standard, and at the same time, it has such subtle changes.

The sword really looked like a snake alive in his hand!
In an instant, the sword wind swayed, but there was a strange arc added.This sword has also changed from being flexible like a snake to being rich in other feelings.

It surges like a tiger descending the mountain!
Everyone could even hear the tiger descending the mountain, roaring and galloping.

"Why does my uncle's sword have so many strange movements? First it looked like a snake, but now it looks like a tiger. Could it be that this is something only those who have practiced swordsmanship to the highest level can have?"

"You are stupid, aren't you? I'm afraid you don't know that the little master is the first person in my Longhushan swordsmanship. The old heavenly master doesn't practice swords, and among the many disciples under the old heavenly master, there is only the little master. A swordsmanship practiced by one person!"

"I still remember that day when I was watching the battle between Master Lingyu and Junior Martial Uncle, even if Master Lingyu used many moves that had never been seen before, he would be easily beaten by Junior Martial Uncle no matter what. The sword breaks it!"

"That's right! Young Master Uncle's swordsmanship has reached an appalling level!"

"Little Master Uncle really deserves to be my No. 1 Dragon and Tiger Mountain swordsmanship!"

"Look quickly, the swordsmanship on the young master's body has changed again!"

All the disciples looked together, but they were the first to hear the sound of turbulent waves!

This voice is surging, like a torrent rushing forward!
Everyone present was shocked, as if they were facing the surging river and sea, rushing endlessly!
With the turning of the sword in the hands of the little martial uncle, there was a bit of strange charm!

It's still a stream of water, but now it's constantly hitting boulders. It's like a waterfall!
This kind of waterfall feels turbulent and surging, and after listening to it, everyone really only feels that there are all kinds of emotions in their ears, like thunder bursts.

This strange sound was so fast that everyone present did not even react and heard the sudden change in the sound of the waves!

Then they heard some strange sounds, like running water, but the sound was clearer, like a spring under the ice.

All these changes are slow, but in fact they are only a blink of an eye.

If Zhang Hao wants to maintain this kind of voice for a long time, he will naturally have to put a lot of thought into his condition.

However, more than half of the wine in his gourd has entered his stomach.

Coupled with his constant sword practice, his steps moved slightly and his figure jumped.

Sweat poured down his forehead, but he laughed excitedly on his face.

"Hahahaha!"

Originally he said that he would study the art of swordsmanship, but now that he has the wine flask, he no longer wants to get closer to that aspect. There is only one real idea left.

Life is proud to be thoroughly enjoyed themselves!
Let’s enjoy this state first. Half-drunk but not drunk, it’s considered slightly tipsy. The sword in your hand is vaguely there, but you feel it clearly!
The sword moves produced by him are not included in any sword manual!
He created it completely by himself, and even repeated many sword techniques.

However, his steps and changes in expression are still unrecognizable.

The sword in Zhang Hao's hand was also getting faster and faster. After seeing all this, the emotions in his heart naturally became stronger and stronger.

It seemed that I was approaching another direction invisibly, although it was not the direction I wanted to approach when I first practiced the sword.

But it's a good thing to make progress, and then Zhang Hao's sword became faster and faster.

Everyone even heard a whistling wind, like a strong wind, deafening.

At the next moment, Zhang Hao jumped up, leaving a bright trace in the air with his sword!

Afterwards, everyone heard a bang, and saw the sword fall to the ground, the wine jug fell to the ground, and Zhang Hao lay on the ground snoring and fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)