Gracie's Wonderful Studio

Up to now, in terms of high emotional intelligence, it is only a matter of parrying.

To say that you have a low EQ is to be beaten.

Gracie's move changes are like a powerful and unconstrained style, and he can do it at his fingertips, but Yanqing can't.

Even Yanqing felt that he was not fighting with one person at all, but with a group of perverts who had been sublimated by Gracie's realm.

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Yanqing often hangs on the lips of a sentence, that is——

"There is no longer any opponent for me on Luofu, but if you look at the interstellar space... that's not always the case."

It can be said that Gracie was the first formidable enemy he encountered from outside Luofu.

All kinds of methods are incredible.

He could see that Gracie didn't seem to be serious.

After all, for Gracie, in terms of practice, sparring and fighting are just a means to stimulate the potential of the human body and exercise the will.

This is a high-efficiency, high-risk, high-return practice method.

Yanqing is like this, fighting in youth.

But Gracie has always felt that traveling is much faster than the practice of fighting and killing.

So I just used almost the same strength to deal with Yanqing.

This will also make it easier to observe Yanqing's swordsmanship.

Theoretically speaking, if it is not crushing, fighting with Gracie will be very uncomfortable, and it is impossible to guess. Sometimes, it seems that she has reached her limit, but in a blink of an eye, her strength has risen again. This kind of person, his opponent is simply a kind of torture.

Yanqing was tortured.

But he did not admit defeat, but resisted a punch and escaped from the continuous attacks.

Regroup the sword.

Gracie did not pursue, but quietly watched Yanqing gain momentum, even though he knew that he was facing an earth-shattering blow from the opponent next.

But there was no thought of interrupting in advance, just like a scholar's attitude towards a changed experimental product.

How could such a young man suffer from such gazes?

He stepped forward with one step, and his arms shook slightly. Suddenly, the six long swords that he used to travel through the void lost control one after another, and fell from midair, leaving only the sword in his palm.

Fighting between masters is supposed to happen in an instant, and now Yanqing is finally going to show his real kung fu.

Boom!

Yanqing held the sky with five fingers, and the long sword in his hand was like an iceberg pressing down on the ground.

The next moment, the long sword came out of his hand, like a mountain falling down from the sky.

There is no escape, there is no escape.

However, when Yanqing's attack reached his body, Gracie's body seemed to have disappeared.

The killing blow missed directly.

But Yanqing actually had a feeling that there was no point of attack at all.

In his eyes, Gracie was still there, but no matter what point he attacked, it seemed meaningless.

Immediately stalemate here.

In the eyes of outsiders, the two of them just separated after fighting for a few rounds, and both sides were looking for the other's flaws.

"Master Yan failed to suppress her?!" Yunqi's personal guard under Yanqing saw this scene, and his heart was almost turned upside down.

After the crusade against the Fengrao people.

For a long time.

No one can support three rounds in front of Yanqing, no, no one is even worthy of Yanqing's action.

In his memory, Lord Yanqing had never fought against anyone like this before.

But now, Gracie and Yanqing have played against each other for several rounds, and they are not losing. This can almost change his world view, and even he has a feeling of being in a hallucination.

He thinks that what he sees now is all a dream.

"Could it be that Lord Yanqing will lose today?"

A thought was born in Qin Wei's mind, but then he shook his head.

"Impossible. The general once said that Lord Yanqing is the most talented person in Xianzhou. He has never seen such a genius. How could he lose?"

The guard still has confidence.

But Yanqing's own confidence is getting lower and lower.

especially.

When Gracie picked up a long sword that had fallen on the ground before.

The momentum of the whole body changed, pointing at him.

The last string snapped too.

Although Gracie's imitation was clumsy, the meaning was very accurate.

All that's missing is time.

Just like Gracie can incarnate other people in this battle, Yanqing knows very well that there will be more of him here in the near future.

He sighed, retracted his sword, and extended his hand.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The girl naturally handed over the long sword with her backhand, and the temperament that did not belong to her dissipated, and it was replaced by Gracie.

The tense atmosphere dissipated in an instant.

"Is my kendo really so easy to learn?"

Yanqing asked with some blurred eyes.

He has practiced for so long, except for the general, he has beaten all the swordsmanship in Luofu, and Gracie has learned it?

Although because of scruples, here is Chang Letian, who controls most of the power.

But so is Gracie.

From the current point of view, even if they change from sparring to doing all they can, the result will not change.

Yanqing can accept being defeated normally.

But this kind of thing cannot be accepted.

After all, what is the difference between the current self and the clown?

Now he finally understands why Gracie made some squeaks when he hit the past and talked about the future he saw.

Who got it.

Even if General Jing Yuan came over instead.

Hitting and hitting, the other side suddenly pulls out a god and hits you, Jing Yuan probably can't hold back.

This terrifying learning ability is enough to overshadow any genius.

"I am, this is... a racial talent, just get used to it."

Gracie comforted.

"Talent?"

Yanqing felt much better after hearing Gracie's explanation.

The size of the universe.

It is not uncommon for some races to have powerful talents, just like what Xianzhou people insisted on, it is also a kind of talent.

Occasionally, many races with powerful talents come to Xianzhou, just seeking to have the same lifespan as the people of Xianzhou.

"Actually, I'm not very good... The genius club still doesn't like a locust like me who comes and goes."

Gracie spread her hands.

Human energy is always limited.

Depth and breadth, you can only choose one.

If you make a compromise, you can't be high or low, let alone.

There is no doubt that Gracie is taking the breadth.

But she doesn't mind that.

"I just imitated your swordsmanship wholeheartedly, and I'm still far from understanding it..."

Gracie said frankly.

The main driving force of Yanqing's swordsmanship is not mana or the like, but the polished heart of the sword.

As she spoke, her whole body suddenly became sharp.

Then it converged a little bit.

Perhaps because of the influence of abundance, so is Xianzhou's practice.

Jianxin is like a seed, it needs to be nourished by the spirit, and imprinted with its own spiritual imprint.

If Gracie's own sword heart is developed, it will be completely different from Yanqing.

This is determined by individual thoughts.

Different parents bring up different children. Yanqing's children will focus on fighting in the future. If Gracie raises children, she will probably teach painting.

"Let's go to the teahouse over there first." Gracie pointed not far away.