In the backyard, Zheng Ze was holding a heavy blunt sword with sharp eyes. The only loose robe he wore was soaked with sweat and fit tightly to his body, outlining his body line that was becoming stronger.
He gasped for breath, a drop of sweat slid down his forehead and into the corner of his eyes, but he had no time to pay attention.
"If you want to call me sister, you can stop!" Not far in front of him, Yan Lingji twirled the wooden hairpin with her index finger and said playfully.
He calmed down his violent breathing slightly and said, "Why do you have to stop? Come again!"
As he said that, the pure copper heavy sword went straight towards Yan Lingji with the swing of his arms, without the slightest hint of pity for her.
With his current strength, he is not qualified to hold back in front of Yan Lingji.
Seeing his attack, Yan Lingji calmly raised her slender arm, spinning the wooden hairpin quickly in her hand to form a magic circle, and lightly received Zheng Ze's seemingly powerful and heavy blow.
The blunt sword was frozen in mid-air. Before Zheng Ze could retreat, Yan Lingji took the initiative, turned her body horizontally, took half a step forward with her left leg, looked at the blunt sword, raised her hand and made a palm mark on Zheng Ze's chest.
Bang!
I didn't know how many steps I took before I could see that I had stopped the castration and had not fallen down. This palm made the breath in my body slightly disordered.
"When fighting with others, breath control is especially important. Otherwise, you will lose three-thirds of your energy before the enemy takes action. Although you have three levels of breath, your foundation is still too shallow!"
Waiting for Zheng Ze to calm down, Yan Lingji said slowly.
She looked at this man whose whole body was soaked with sweat, and it seemed that she could see his progress every time, and every time he stopped at the end of his strength.
"Come again!"
Zheng Ze didn't say much. He mobilized his weak aura and slashed at the opponent with his sword in both hands!
She was still blocking him with one hand, but this time Zheng immediately drew his sword and returned. He moved his feet, and using the inertia of the blunt sword being bounced away, he turned around and slashed at her again!
Yan Lingji's eyes flashed, and she cleverly avoided the blow with an easy half-bent movement, and at the same time she opened her long legs and approached Zheng Ze.
Seeing this, Zheng Ze continued to draw his sword while retreating. As for herself, she was experienced in close combat and had no power to fight back.
If you don’t resist, you will be crushed, and there will be no room for improvement!
However, Yan Lingji's approach was unreasonable. Her reaction speed was much faster than Zheng Ze's. Zheng Ze was unable to resist and was quickly bullied by her.
When he was preparing to use sword and fist together, a wooden hairpin was already pressed against the main artery of his neck.
"Not bad, it seems you have learned it again!" Although Zheng Ze was forced to stop, Yan Lingji smiled.
Every time, she could clearly see the opponent's progress. After a few days of polishing, she was surprised not only by his talent, but also by his unswerving heart in martial arts.
Just like at this moment, he was only in the third level, but he had been struggling with himself all morning. Every time he felt that he could no longer hold on, he could still see him swinging his sword the next moment.
Withdrawing her hand, the smile on her pretty face remained unchanged, and she said softly: "If you could have been discovered earlier, maybe even the descendants of this generation of Guigu would not be as good as you."
This time, she truly felt sorry for Zheng Ze.
Zheng Ze put down his heavy sword, splashed a layer of dust on the ground, took a deep breath, and said, "Why don't you think that even from now on, the descendants of Guigu are not as good as me?"
Hearing this, Yan Lingji smiled and shook her head, "The accumulation of internal energy never happens overnight."
She had a strange feeling when she was sparring with Zheng Ze. Every time she watched him grow, she felt a sense of satisfaction for some reason, as if she had her own achievements in it.
However, Zheng Ze did not respond to Yan Lingji's words, but took a deep breath, and his eyes immediately became determined and sharp!
His gaze was like a sword, piercing the beauty in front of him, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, "This sword will be stronger."
As his words fell, Yan Lingji's beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she looked at the aura emanating from Zheng Ze's body in surprise.
The inner energy condensed, and an invisible wind spread around, causing the young man's originally somewhat wet and sticky long hair to float in it. With black hair, sword eyes, and white clothes, the young man seemed to have completed his transformation at this moment.
Her blue pupils shrank slightly, and she couldn't help blurting out, "Fourth floor?"
The next moment, the heavy sword had no edge and pierced her with a stronger momentum than before.
But when the bronze sword arrived at the door, she remembered to raise her hand, but the powerful heavy sword suddenly stopped at this moment. The wind brought by it blew the long hair on Yan Lingji's forehead, but the beauty's eyes ignored it.
He stabbed his own sword and looked past it towards the young man holding the sword.
Boom!
The next moment, the heavy sword suddenly fell to the ground, splashing dust and smoke. Zheng Ze seemed to be unable to feel the existence of his arms, and only felt that his body was getting heavier.
But with a slight smile on his face, he looked at Yan Lingji with clear eyes, "It's not a good habit to be distracted during a fight."
Yan Lingji ignored his words, walked towards Zheng Ze with her long legs, and reached out to support Zheng Ze when he couldn't hold up anymore and bent his knees.
"You don't spare any effort when fighting with others. Do you think this is a good habit?"
Generally speaking, in a battle between masters, unless there is a life-and-death feud, no one would choose to put themselves into a situation of exhaustion. Because in that case, the result will be either the death of the enemy or the death of oneself.
However, Zheng Ze believes that if you are not serious now, you will be irresponsible in the future.
"Are you caring about me?" With her support, Zheng Ze walked to the stone table in the courtyard and sat down.
However, this time, Yan Lingji was uncharacteristically sitting next to him, holding her delicate chin with her bare hands, her eyes full of temptation, "Don't you want to care?"
Slowly calming down the renewed breath in his body, and feeling relieved, Zheng Ze gently exhaled a breath of turbid air and said, "False concern will only make people panic."
There seemed to be ripples in Yan Lingji's beautiful eyes, and she deliberately moved closer, "If you don't get close to understand it, how do you know whether it is true or false?"
Zheng Ze shook his head. He had been polishing his skills in the past few days, but in this short period of time, this woman seemed to have mastered the password of initiative again.
If we say that he is pulling emotions, he is constantly testing the other party's bottom line, trying to enter a new world. In that world, there are red beans on the mountains and sweet springs in the secluded forest.
Then the way Yan Lingji takes the initiative is to occasionally release her seductive charm, but then tells you that it does not belong to you. Maybe you can have it for a small price. If you take it seriously, you may face a knife or a chop.
One knife, then another...
"True can become fake, and false can also become real. It's your choice." Zheng Ze said lightly.
Some plays, even though you know they are fake, may become true as you act them out.
Some people originally just played for fun, but after playing, they became serious about it.
"I have something to go out tonight. Maybe you'll come back late, so you don't have to wait for me."
Thank you to Great Wall Watch for the 30,000 reward. I will note the additional three updates first, so I’ll take a moment.
