Chapter 147 (1/2)

The order says: ”copy to be familiar with thoroughly, recite like a stream.”

”Yes

”Ah? What the headmaster said is back to back Is that what I understand? ”

Pick up the sword on the ground and turn it over several times at will. Lin Chen is attracted by the moves inside

But In addition to the text introduction on the first two pages, the whole book is full of villains' patterns. It simply compares the movements made by the villains.

”Brother, it's easy to get started with the sword technique, and the moves are also very interesting. Would you like to have a try?”

”What do you want to try? The headmaster asked us to copy it one hundred times. It must be sent to younger martial brothers and sisters to practice. Don't copy it quickly.”

”Ah... Brother, it's just a picture of villains. It's simple. What the leader said is like a stream of words. I guess it's a good and a bad one.”

”You'd better not brush your brains. In terms of intelligence, no one can compare with our leader.”

”Seriously, don't you think it's easier for us to practice ourselves and then copy?” Lin Chen learns from the headmaster's serious look, and asks in shock.

”It makes sense, practice it.”

Lin Chen spread the ”Cangshan sword technique foundation” on the stone table. The two brothers picked up the stick on the ground and waved it according to the movements recorded in the book.

After a few moves, a steady momentum came into being, and the two brothers gradually got into a good situation, and soon learned more than half.

At this time, the ancient headmaster was still thinking about where to get a defensive martial art suitable for the disciples of the sect. Seeing that the disciples were about to return to the sect, he relaxed for five days. Of course, he wanted to find something new to give the disciples more motivation.

Unknowingly, they arrive at the physical training ground. Xue Wanqing and Zhou ruoxiao are playing the game of ”wooden man” and ”horse riding”. In fact, they are two people in the training ground. Whoever moves first will lose.

Of course, because of the heat in the mouth of master Gu, Zhou ruoxiao's curly eyelashes, which were originally steady as Mount Tai, trembled slightly, ”ah, and ~”

”uncle, you lost.”

”Ha ha, it's been a whole afternoon, and my martial uncle has finally lost once.”

”Thank you very much, master.”

Xue Wanqing winked at the ancient clock mischievously, then wiped the sweat on his face.

”What, not this time.” Zhou ruoxiao's pretty face is dyed with a trace of ruddy, and she stares at the ancient clock fiercely. She just managed to enter a state of balance. Be caught off guard by what she has been doing,

is not able to make complaints about her hot face. She can't stop sneezing under the sudden attack. Even if the martial arts people can't resist the desire of human instinct to sneeze.

”Ah? Younger martial sister, I still see the sweat on your forehead, so I want to help you eat

”Blow your head, you squat here for two hours to see if you sweat.”

”All right, master, don't make any noise. This time is not counted, but wan Qing will continue to work hard to surpass him one day.”

”Cut ~ blame him.”

”Cough, Wan Qing, go to our yard to find your elder and second elder martial brothers. They are refining our Cangshan sect's unique sword technique. You can also learn it.”

”It's a unique sword technique. It's so powerful. Ha ha, I'll go now.”

”Go on ~”

headmaster Gu gave a knowing smile and waved his hand, and Xue Wanqing left skipping away.

”Well, it's good to be young, to have passion.”