Chapter 1819： Stay (2/2)

He took a deep breath, and the more he paid attention, the sword fluttered with a wave of sword shadow, and he fought slowly.

Pang Shihe tried his best to perform the three styles of the Excalibur. He only learned the first style, and it was this style repeatedly.

However, there are too many variations in this style, and Xiao Qi has done a lot of it. The style is almost endless. He can't learn everything, but he can't change endlessly. He can only change thirty-six swords.

”Tuk Tuk Tuk Tuk ...” In the endless muffled sound, the two could not win or lose.

Zhou Jie was very angry and decided to use the sword to win. So the sword changed suddenly, and he played slowly and slowly, and the sword trembled over the Pang Shi and several points in front of him.

Pang Shi and Sword tried to attack, but failed to avoid Zhou Jie.

He still has too few tricks to learn, and Zhou Jie has already seen thirty-six moves. He has already remembered that when he performs again, Zhou Jie can recognize that he has stabbed Ponzi and his wrist with a sword. .

”Slap!” Tiemu Jian flew out and fell to the ground.

Pang Shi and felt that his right wrist was about to fold, and he was in pain, but he held back and hugged his fists calmly: ”Thank you for your guidance!”

Zhou Jie stretched out his sword, picked up the iron-wood sword on the ground, and flew to Pang Shi: ”Come again!”

Pong Shi and his right hand endured the sword in pain, shaking his head and grinning, ”I'm not an opponent.”

Zhou Jie hummed: ”It doesn't matter if you lose, keep playing. One day you will win. You have a good understanding. Actual combat is the best way to practice swords. Let's come and learn every day and make progress together!”

”Thank you Brother!” Pang Shi and even though he knew he was uneasy, he wanted to teach himself upright, but he could not refuse.

If he refuses, he will fall into the ears of his master and think he is timid.

Zhou Jie glanced at his wrist; ”Doesn't your hand matter?”

Pong Shi and reluctantly smiled: ”It doesn't matter.”

”That's good, I can't afford to delay the sword!” Zhou Jie left this sentence and threw the iron-wood sword on the weapon rack, leaving it chicly.

Pong Shi and looked at his back, gritted his teeth, and looked down at the already swollen wrist.

Even after the exercises have been adjusted, the wrist is still red and swollen. Obviously, Zhou Jie deliberately did this. Only when there is internal force in it can this be the case.

It seems that I have to work hard to practice the sword, otherwise I will be defeated every day, I am afraid that it is difficult to persist.

In the early morning of the next morning, when he came to Xiao Qi's small courtyard, he saw Xiao Qi's broad robes, which were not the original hard clothes, but could not help but stun.

”Master?” He came forward puzzled, holding his fists.

Xiao Qi sat in the kiosk and pointed to the opposite side.

Pang Shi and sat opposite her ~ ~ Curiously looked at her beautiful and unparalleled face, and every time she lamented the blessing of Master.

”You played with Zhou Jie?” Xiao Qi said lightly.

Su Ru struck Xinghuang Luo shirt, stood aside and chuckled: ”I was defeated.”

Pang Shi and nodded embarrassedly: ”Girl Su is right, I can't beat Brother Zhou.”

”Zhou Jie's talent is extremely high, otherwise he won't enter Yinxian Mountain.” Xiao Qi said lightly: ”You don't have to be too discouraged.”

”Master, don't worry, I'm not discouraged.” Pong Shi and busy.

Xiao Qi took out a jade pendant from his sleeve, and said lightly, ”This is what your master left to you, and said that you would give it to you when you were really discouraged. It seems you don't need it.”

”What did Master leave?” Pong Shi and busy said.

Xiao Qi said: ”It is some swordsmanship experience and comprehension. If you absorb it, your understanding of swordsmanship will go to a higher level and open your know-how.”