Wu Jiuzi bit her lip. This was the first time in these days that she and Fengjian Liuxiang were alone together. She felt something strange in her heart. It seemed sweet, sour, bitter and astringent...
"If you lose your focus after entering the sword formation, you will be stabbed like a hedgehog by these long swords." Fengjian Liuxiang's voice sounded again.
Wu Jiuzi calmed down and walked past the plum blossom pile, but the sword pile——
"Master really wants his disciple to win the championship?" Wu Jiuzi took a deep breath and fixed his eyes on Fengjian Liuxiang's face, trying to see his true thoughts.
She always felt that Fengjian Liuxiang's attitude towards her was like a cloud or a mist, as if she was far away, sometimes cold as frost, and sometimes faintly concerned, which made her confused.
"You must win the championship!" Fengjian Liuxiang also looked at her, her eyes as sharp as a sword and as deep as a galaxy.
"Because - I am your disciple?"
"Not bad!" Fengjian Liuxiang replied without any pause, and then looked at the sky: "You can start now. If you are not good at walking today, you are not allowed to go back to sleep!"
Wu Jiuzi: "..."
Isn't this called sharpening one's skills before the battle? Improving one's abilities temporarily?
She looked at the sword formation: "This sword formation has a lot to do with the competition?"
Then why didn't you train her earlier?
Do you have to wait until the night before the game to start?
Even students taking the college entrance examination play wildly the night before the college entrance examination to relax their nerves. If she doesn't get enough rest, she's afraid she won't be able to perform well tomorrow...
"When have you ever done useless work?" Fengjian Liuxiang asked. He smiled slightly and said leisurely: "If you keep asking like this, it will be dawn."
Okay! Listen to him, no matter what, he is a good teacher, and she will fight hard to win the championship tomorrow!
She flew up, lighter than a fallen leaf, and landed on the long sword in the middle. According to Kazama Liuxiang's words, she started running on the sword formation.
She was afraid of triggering the sword formation, so she ran cautiously.
Fengjian Liuxiang raised her eyebrows: "Faster!"
With a slight flick of his sleeves, the swords that had been suspended in the air suddenly started to jump up and down, left and right.
Wu Jiuzi had already figured out the position of each sword. She stepped on it with the intention of stepping on a blue sword. As a result, the long sword moved and she stepped on a purple sword!
She heard a sharp whistle, and the long sword that was just jumping up and down, left and right, suddenly shot straight towards her!
All directions, no blind spots, a dense sword net was woven around her body, covering her head!
Wu Jiuzi's face changed!
The shape of this sword formation looks a bit familiar, a bit like - like the golden light net that attacked Xiao Muxian!
At the critical moment, she had no time to think of anything else and subconsciously ran away.
"Go to the palace, step out of position!" Fengjian Liuxiang's voice sounded in time.
Wu Jiuzi subconsciously followed his instructions and took two steps. It was strange to say that, but taking just two steps, he actually avoided twenty long swords coming from the front.
"Step on the clouds, walk around the palace, step..." Fengjian Liuxiang kept saying it.
Wu Jiuzi moved quickly according to his instructions, narrowly avoiding a dozen long swords flying from the side.
Just like that, Fengjian Liuxiang kept pointing, Wu Jiuzi walked quickly, walking left and right for several times, but all the long swords that flew towards her missed, and none of them hit her.
Wu Jiuzi breathed a sigh of relief, and a thought suddenly crossed his mind.
If this set of footwork had been passed down to Xiao Muxian earlier, she might not have suffered such a big loss that day, and those golden needles would have pricked her like a hedgehog...
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Wu Jiuzi bit her lip while asking for votes. This was the first time in these days that she and Fengjian Liuxiang were alone together. She felt something strange in her heart. It seemed sweet, sour, bitter and astringent...
"If you lose your focus after entering the sword formation, you will be stabbed like a hedgehog by these long swords." Fengjian Liuxiang's voice sounded again.
Wu Jiuzi calmed down and walked past the plum blossom pile, but the sword pile——
"Master really wants his disciple to win the championship?" Wu Jiuzi took a deep breath and fixed his eyes on Fengjian Liuxiang's face, trying to see his true thoughts.
She always felt that Fengjian Liuxiang's attitude towards her was like a cloud or a mist, as if she was far away, sometimes cold as frost, and sometimes faintly concerned, which made her confused.
"You must win the championship!" Fengjian Liuxiang also looked at her, her eyes as sharp as a sword and as deep as a galaxy.
"Because - I am your disciple?"
"Not bad!" Fengjian Liuxiang replied without any pause, and then looked at the sky: "You can start now. If you are not good at walking today, you are not allowed to go back to sleep!"
Wu Jiuzi: "..."
Isn't this called sharpening one's skills before the battle? Improving one's abilities temporarily?
She looked at the sword formation: "This sword formation has a lot to do with the competition?"
Then why didn't you train her earlier?
Do you have to wait until the night before the game to start?
Even students taking the college entrance examination play wildly the night before the college entrance examination to relax their nerves. If she doesn't get enough rest, she's afraid she won't be able to perform well tomorrow...
"When have you ever done useless work?" Fengjian Liuxiang asked. He smiled slightly and said leisurely: "If you keep asking like this, it will be dawn."
Okay! Listen to him, no matter what, he is a good teacher, and she will fight hard to win the championship tomorrow!
She flew up, lighter than a fallen leaf, landed on the long sword in the middle, and started running on the sword array according to Kazama Liuxiang's words.
She was afraid of triggering the sword formation, so she ran cautiously.
Fengjian Liuxiang raised her eyebrows: "Faster!"
With a slight flick of his sleeves, the swords that had been suspended in the air suddenly started to jump up and down, left and right.
Wu Jiuzi had already figured out the position of each sword. She stepped on it with the intention of stepping on a blue sword. As a result, the long sword moved and she stepped on a purple sword!
She heard a sharp whistle, and the long sword that was just jumping up and down, left and right, suddenly shot straight towards her!
All directions, no blind spots, a dense sword net was woven around her body, covering her head!
Wu Jiuzi's face changed!
The shape of this sword formation looks a bit familiar, a bit like - like the golden light net that attacked Xiao Muxian!
At the critical moment, she had no time to think of anything else and subconsciously ran away.
"Go to the palace, step out of position!" Fengjian Liuxiang's voice sounded in time.
Wu Jiuzi subconsciously followed his instructions and took two steps. It was strange to say that, but taking just two steps, he actually avoided twenty long swords coming from the front.
"Step on the clouds, walk around the palace, step..." Fengjian Liuxiang kept saying it.
Wu Jiuzi moved quickly according to his instructions, narrowly avoiding a dozen long swords flying from the side.
Just like that, Fengjian Liuxiang kept pointing, Wu Jiuzi walked quickly, walking left and right for several times, but all the long swords that flew towards her missed, and none of them hit her.
Wu Jiuzi breathed a sigh of relief, and a thought suddenly crossed his mind.
If this set of footwork had been passed down to Xiao Muxian earlier, she might not have suffered such a big loss that day, and those golden needles would have pricked her like a hedgehog...