Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 28 I practice the true Yue Nu swordsmanship

However, with the next breath, Chu Pingsheng turned over his hand, and half of an ox horn lay in his palm.

Han Xiaoying woke up instantly, touched her clothes and then her belt, and then realized that her things had been stolen by him. She was surprised and relieved at the same time.

This guy turned out to distract her.

"I'm not very good at practicing swordsmanship, but my second brother's mastery of swordsmanship is quite limited."

Han Xiaoying glared at him and reached out to grab the thing in his palm.

"Hey."

He suddenly closed his hands and shook them aside.

"you give me."

"No, this is my trophy."

"Then do you believe that I am angry and won't teach you swordsmanship?"

"You win."

Chu Pingsheng handed over the thing in his hand, and Han Xiaoying treasured it in her arms.

"Sister Han, why are you carrying this? Does it have any special purpose?"

Han Xiaoying said: "Do you know why the Seven Jiangnan Monsters eventually became the Six Jiangnan Monsters?"

"I know. Ke Daxia said that when you fought against the Black Wind Shuangsha in Mobei, the fifth Xiaomituo Zhang Asheng and Zhang Wuxia and the Bronze Corpse Chen Xuanfeng both died in the battle. By the way, I heard that Zhang Wuxia's special skill was the Iron Cloth Shirt, which was similar to mine. ." As he spoke, he also showed off his underdeveloped biceps.

Han Xiaoying was helpless. Zhang Asheng had a thick figure. Otherwise, why would he have the nickname Xiaomituo? What about him? With his tall figure and handsome appearance, even a blind person would not associate them together.

"He is... incomparable to you."

Zhang Asheng's iron cloth shirt will still be injured if cut with a knife, which means that the injury is relatively minor. Compared with the average Jianghu guest, he can withstand beatings and has stronger recovery ability.

When they fought against Qiu Chuji in Zuixian Tower, Zhang Asheng's arm was broken by the internal force of Lu Shuang's ice-breaking palm, which was unlike him... as hard as a copper wall. She didn't see the scene on the Yanjing City Arena, but in the attack on Qing Mansion At the farmhouse in the suburbs, Ke Zhen'e, Han Baoju, and Nan Xiren took action at the same time, but nothing happened to him.

Chu Pingsheng asked: "Then these horns are related to Zhang Wuxia?"

"Yes."

Han Xiaoying said: "In addition to martial arts, the second brother also has wonderful skills with bare hands. The third brother is very powerful in equestrian skills. You should have learned this."

Chu Pingsheng said: "Yesterday he took me to the horse market for a tour."

"Fifth brother also knows a somewhat off-the-beaten-path technique, the corner-barring technique."

"What do you mean?"

“It’s just wrestling.”

"It's a pity. If he was still here, someone would have taught me wrestling."

Han Xiaoying knew his thoughts very well. He had amazing defensive power. If he learned wrestling again, once he got close to him, even a figure like Wu Jue would be angry on the spot.

"Fifth brother is the strongest among the seven brothers and sisters. He was a butcher of cattle before going to Mobei. This half of the horn was broken off when he wrestled with a black cow. He died in the hands of Chen Xuanfeng ten years ago. I will always keep it with me as my fifth brother’s relic.”

Chu Pingsheng looked at her intently for a while: "Sister Han, are you targeting Zhang Wuxia..."

Han Xiaoying couldn't help but tilted her head, avoided his gaze, and sighed softly: "I was seventeen years old, and I didn't have so many ideas until my fifth brother died trying to save me in the battle with Chen Xuanfeng. When he said those words, I realized that he had always liked me silently."

"So, you haven't married for more than ten years because of him?"

"That's right, and the desert is bitterly cold. In order to prepare for the martial arts competition in Jiaxing, the six of us, brother and sister, put all our energy into teaching Guo Jing martial arts."

Speaking of this, she suddenly remembered that Guo Jing left without saying goodbye for Huang Rong. Although Bao Xiruo let him go, Guo Jing's actions clearly conveyed a meaning. Huang Rong's attraction surpassed the master's admonishment. .

"It's a pity that Jing'er...has reached the age where her wings have hardened and she wants to fly by herself."

"Sister Han, don't be sad, you still have me." Chu Pingsheng grabbed her hand and said sincerely. Han Xiaoying thought he was referring to learning Yue Nv's swordsmanship. Although the two of them did not have the title of master and disciple, they were actually master and disciple. She rolled her eyes at him angrily and pulled her hands away.

"If you have Jing'er's attitude towards learning the sword, I will burn incense."

"I'm very serious, okay? However, my qualifications in swordsmanship are dull and my talent is limited. I can only ask Sister Han to spend more energy and sweat on me." Chu Pingsheng said his unintentional words seriously.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and practice quickly."

Only then did Han Xiaoying realize that he had wasted a lot of time.

serious? There are four changes in one sword move, and he can strike eight times in between. Is this serious?
"Seventh sister, Chu Pingsheng."

At this time, a call came from the path not far away.

She looked back and saw Han Baoju coming astride the horse, with a horse under his butt and holding another in his hand.

"Third brother, why are you here?"

Han Baoju didn't answer her words and said to Chu Pingsheng: "Stop practicing now. I'm going to test you. Which of these two horses is better?"

Chu Pingsheng gave Han Xiaoying a "don't blame me" look, sheathed the sword, walked to Han Baoju, looked at the bay horse on the left, then looked at the black horse on the right, touched the horse's belly with his hand, and then carefully After observing the horse's mouth and hooves, he patted the black gelding and said, "I choose him."

"why?"

"Look at those long legs, tight muscles, shiny ponytail, and eye-catching black. They are so beautiful."

"Wrong, the bay red horse is better. Recite the trick I taught you the day before yesterday."

Chu Pingsheng cleared his throat: "Look at a piece of skin from a distance, and look at the limbs and hooves up close. The chest is wide from the front, and the buttocks is even from the back. Pinch at the waist, rub the nose and squeeze. Move in front of your eyes, open your mouth and look carefully. Get up and leave. Once you’re gone, it’s better to take a ride.”

Han Baoju said: "I've memorized it. How can I still read it wrong? I'll punish you by copying it a hundred times tonight."

Chu Pingsheng looked at Han Xiaoying with pleading eyes.

"Don't look at me. Back then, Jing'er was punished by Third Brother three hundred times. You...have been given a lighter sentence."

Da da da……

At this time, the sound of approaching horses was heard again.

Soon, Zhu Cong's figure appeared in the sight of the three people.

"Stop practicing now, Yang Tiexin and his daughter are here."

Yang Tiexin and his daughter came to Yixing?
It seemed that he knew that Bao Xiruo was ill and couldn't wait any longer, so he followed Jin Quanfa who had gone to report the news and came here.

Chu Pingsheng and Han Xiaoying came outside the city without riding horses. Now there were four people and three horses, which was a bit crowded.

"You and the second brother go first, and the third brother and I ride on the bay-red horse together."

Han Xiaoying took the long sword in his hand and patted the black horse's neck.

"That's fine."

Chu Pingsheng did not refuse, got on his horse, flicked the reins, and followed Zhu Cong towards Yixing City.

Han Xiaoying turned around to pick up the scabbard hanging in the bamboo forest. When she passed the place where Chu Pingsheng had just practiced his sword, her eyes glanced at the two bamboos that were very close to each other.

"what."

She walked over and touched the inner part of the bamboo body with her hand. Countless fine powder peeled off, revealing jagged gaps.

The same is true for the other bamboo.

Could this be... sword energy?
how come? !

(End of this chapter)