Qin Hu

Chapter 54 Gua, Eat My Swordsmanship!
Han Fei was startled when he saw this, and quickly stood in front of Zhang Liang, waving his hands repeatedly and pleading: "No, no, Zifang is the son of an old teacher, Shaojun, please be merciful."

Xiangli Yuedai frowned and looked at Zhao Zihu.

As for Zhao Zihu, he shrugged and spread his hands.

Killing Zhang Liang, Han Fei, an old man, will be annoyed for the rest of his life, and he doesn't even have to be a master and apprentice!
Xiang Liyue could probably understand Zhao Zihu's thoughts. She also respected Han Fei. The old man looked like this. No matter how murderous she was, she couldn't draw her sword anymore, so she let go of the hilt angrily.

Instead, he found a thick wooden stick, threw it to Zhang Liang and said, "Use this stick to compete with the young master."

This was a tacit consent that he stayed by Zhao Zihu's side and stopped shouting and killing.

Han Fei let out a long breath.

His country is gone, but the appearance of Zhang Liang seems to have allowed him to find a kind of sustenance and grief for his homeland.

Zhang Liang died in Qin Ying, maybe he wouldn't blame Zhao Zihu and Xiang Liyue, they were enemies after all, and there was nothing wrong with killing them.

But from a psychological point of view, he will die in shame, unable to protect the country, and will not be able to protect the old man in the future. Isn't it ridiculous and sad to be the so-called great sage of Legalism?

Fortunately, although Zhao Zihu is an asshole, he values ​​him as a master, and Xiang Liyue also respects him, and even sells him a little bit of noodles!

"call……"

Holding the stick thrown by Xiang Liyue, Zhang Liang also heaved a sigh of relief, his back was covered with cold sweat.

He cherished his life very much, even when he assassinated Ying Zheng, he refused to give up his life to save himself a way out, so how could he be willing to die at the hands of Xiangliyue?
Do not make jokes!
Let the First Emperor Yingzheng do it himself, he is not willing to die!
"Come on, come on, don't be panting, let me see the skills of the younger brother."

Zhao Zihu took off the sheathed saber from his waist, and greeted Zhang Liangdao who was still in fear.

"My lord, please~!"

Zhang Liang nodded, holding a wooden stick in front of him, making a fighting stance.

Although he is delicate, he is also from aristocratic background. He has learned the art of civil and martial arts since childhood, and he is not good at swordsmanship.

Zhao Zihu saw that his posture was very handsome, so he also pulled up his saber, put down his posture, and performed a night fighting eight-fang Tibetan knife style.

The corner of Xiangliyue's mouth twitched, and she turned to look at Han Fei, as if asking, "What the hell is this?"What do you teach? 】

Han Fei didn't even bother to look at it, but when he saw Xiangli Yue's eyes, his old face flushed with embarrassment, and he just wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.

This cowardly child, I don't know where he learned the strange tricks, it's just embarrassing!

And Zhang Liang, looking at Zhao Zihu's posture, knew that he was almost a waste of training, he hooked the corner of his mouth, directly stabbed out the stick, and took the initiative to attack.

Zhao Zihu hastily put his hand back, swinging his sword against the stabbing stick.

Snapped--

Before Zhang Liang understood what was going on, the stick had already been knocked away, and flew far away from his hands.

Zhao Zihu was stunned: "So I am so powerful?"

Zhang Liang blushed, like a big girl, she pissed her pants on the street and hurriedly lowered her head to pick up the stick.

The brute force of this Mr. Qin is really not a cover, a casual knock made his whole arm numb!

Fortunately, this was not a life-and-death duel, otherwise I would lose my weapon carelessly, and my next move would be to chop off my head...

"Please again~!"

Zhang Liang put away his contempt and challenged Zhao Zihu again with a blushing face. After saying two words, the wooden stick was thrust out, straight for Zhao Zihu's chest.

Zhao Zihu subconsciously wanted to hit his stick with his sword, but Zhang Liang didn't want to confront him head-on, so he put away the stick to avoid Zhao Zihu's blow.

When Zhao Zihu's move was used, he thrust out again, still in the chest!
Sword, in fact, is stabbing, chopping, picking and teasing are all auxiliary moves, which can be fast and accurate, and never use evil moves.

Zhao Zihu was defenseless, so he could only retreat back desperately to avoid the stabbing attack.

He has strong bones, and his reaction and agility are also unique, which really made him avoid it.

Zhang Liang missed a stick, immediately stepped forward and stabbed again, not giving Zhao Zihu any space to stabilize his body, making Zhao Zihu flustered.

However, he was in a hurry, no matter how he stabbed or teased, Zhao Zihu was able to dodge it.

Zhang Liang's body is delicate, and it's not a fake, after several sticks in a row, his speed seems to have slowed down, and he was panting heavily.

Zhao Zihu took the opportunity to retreat a few steps, distanced himself from him, and took the initiative to attack, stabbing Zhang Liang's chest with his sword.

call--

When he stabbed with the sword, he didn't have any posture, what stood out was that it was fast and ruthless, with a strong wind.

If you poke someone, even with a scabbard, it can break a person's bones.

Zhang Liang was so frightened that his scalp was numb. With a strange cry, he threw his stick at Zhao Zihu's face and ran away: "I give up...I give up..."

Zhao Zihu was chased and beaten by him just now, but now he is not willing to give up, he tilted his head to avoid the flying stick, and chased after him: "It's time for me to attack, why are you running... Gua, eat my swordsmanship!"

call out--

bang——

The scabbard flew out and hit Zhang Liang's back. He staggered and fell to pieces on the spot.

The cold-blooded thirteen eagles applauded in unison: "Brother is amazing... What a skill to control the sword... Cai~!"

Han Fei stroked his beard, turned and walked towards the center of the school field where Wang Li led the tigers to compete.

Well, I really can't see it anymore, he is afraid that if he looks at it any longer, he won't be able to help closing his eyes!

"Okay, stop it."

The corners of Xiangliyue's lips twitched, and she stopped Zhao Zihu, who was still chasing him.

Zhao Zihu was obedient immediately, and asked, "Sister Yue, is my foundation in swordsmanship alright?"

Xiangliyue shook his head, and said bluntly without giving the slightest bit of face: "I have no foundation at all. If I meet a master of swordsmanship, I will kill you two or three times in the blink of an eye."

"However, you are very talented. If you study martial arts with your heart, you will definitely become a master!"

Zhao Zihu said hesitantly: "That's natural. After ten days, I will definitely... I will definitely make progress, hehe."

Xiangliyue nodded in satisfaction: "It's good that you have perseverance, I'll teach you how to use a sword right now."

As she spoke, her hands pressed on Zhao Zihu's shoulders, causing his center of gravity to sag slightly, but it was not a horse stance, and the center of gravity was slightly higher than the horse stance.

Then, he pulled his shoulders and made him stand sideways: "The sword is an extension of the arm to attack the opponent, and the torso of the body should be kept as far away from the opponent as possible, hiding behind the sword."

"As for sword moves, you can watch my movements."

Xiangliyue pulled out her own sword and demonstrated sword moves for Zhao Zihu, stabbing, chopping, slashing, lifting, picking, just a few simple moves, after the demonstration, she said: "Practice, repeat it a hundred times. "

Zhao Zihu blinked Danfeng's eyes: "That's it?"

Xiangliyue put the sword back into its sheath, and said strangely: "What else do you want to learn?"

Zhao Zihu took it for granted, "Of course it's Mohist swordsmanship!"

Xiangliyue: "There is no Mohist swordsmanship, just killing people with the sword, that's all. Once you get used to it, practice makes perfect. I'll just teach you some ways to deal with the enemy."

Zhao Zihu: "..."

So scribbled!

(End of this chapter)