Author: Gu Jia Shiba

The words just fell.

The young man's overall aura suddenly changed.

The move was launched in the air, the clothes and tactics were fluttering, and the speed was cruel and cruel!

pretty!

The little athletes shouted in their hearts!

This weak and weak boy is so powerful!

Qiao Yu's eyes showed appreciation.

You kid, you are finally willing to take action.

Qiao Yu broke a branch into a sword, and his moves were astonishing.

But, she is faster, and the boy is faster!

The young man's slender figure drives the sword blade, and the afterimages are dazzling!

Overcome strength with softness!

This is Kunshan’s unique swordsmanship!

So strong!

Everyone was shocked!

How is this posture holding you back?

only!

This sudden burst of electricity was like electricity, but it slowed down in an instant.

Xu Yan was breathing slightly, showing his fatigue.

"Fifty moves, very good."

Qiao Yu nodded and praised: "Now, it's me."

What!

Xu Yan was in a great hurry.

"Take the move."

In a word, Qiao Yu drew his sword!

The tree branches broke through the air and roared!

This move is like a mountain-opening ax in the sky, cutting through the chaos and exploding the whole place!

but!

wrong!

"She used the wrong move!"

I don't know who shouted.

Jiang Yan's expression changed.

This trick was used by young Kunshan disciples.

But, there are differences.

It's obviously the same move, but it's not softness overcoming strength, but...

To soften the rigidity!

She is very strong.

Jiang Yan made a mental assessment and became serious for the first time.

"Slow down! Come again!"

"The breath is not stable, come again!"

"Wrist harder! Come again!"

The tree branches hit the young man's body, causing burning pain.

But the face hurts even more!

Xu Yan's hand holding the sword was already unstable, but he was forcefully forced to make a move.

When did their Xiao Kunshan's swordsmanship become so ruthless?

"One hundred moves."

Qiao Yu sheathed his sword.

Made a comment.

"Senior nephew Yan Yan is still making progress, so he needs to practice hard."

Xu Yanyi's handsome face turned red, he clasped his hands into fists and bowed.

"This is what my uncle taught me."

Qiao Yu nodded.

"Next!"

What!

Still practicing!

The little athlete gasped.

Doesn't this kid have to do a hundred tricks every day?

She has such good stamina!

The little Kunshan disciple froze, holding the sword in a bitter tone, preparing to be beaten.

Su Heng felt the pain in his body and panicked. As the eldest disciple, he quickly called his brothers from his sect over.

"If you don't practice quickly, you'll get beaten less later."

In one sentence, it was like a thunderbolt!

Wherever the teenagers dared to look, they all consciously found a corner and started practicing with concentration.

It would be better to beat him less!

Uncle Master is not Coach Jiang, she is all about actual combat.

On this day, the indoor training ground was full of wails and complaints.

The teenagers were beaten, and each one of them looked at the group of young athletes with red eyes and envy.

Looking at them with envious eyes, the little athlete coughed.

"Fortunately, I'm not on their team!"

They say Yan Shen is strict as a coach, but compared to that coach over there, he is much gentler.

The ninth branch of the tree must have been cut off.

"If you don't practice hard, then join their team!"

Seeing that his team members were still in a mood to sympathize with others, Jiang Yan's voice became darker.

Everyone was shocked!

Push-ups for all standards!

They don't want to get beaten.

Jiang Yan stared at Qiao Yu with regretful eyes.

From the moment he started his attack, this guy never rested.

'Coach Jiang, you are very good at fighting, but I can't beat you.'

'But if my uncle is willing to take the trouble to teach me, that may not be the case.'

'Uncle Master will not allow us to lose in this competition.'

Yeah?

He clenched his fists.

The blood that had been dormant for many years was faintly boiling.
Chapter completed!