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Chapter 77 A Word to Wake the Dreamer

The ancient archway at the end of the Hongbabao Lane is reflected in the morning light. The surrounding wild grass and vines have been removed, revealing the strange flowers and plants planted in the past under the archway. There are birds and insects singing around them, and a few butterflies dance among the flowers and plants, a fresh scene that looks like a new look.

On the other end of the alley, a car led by a wildebeest was coming soon, and it began to slow down more than ten feet away from the courtyard gate. When it arrived at the courtyard gate, it just stopped. When the curtain of the car door was lifted, a young man jumped down, and an old man came out behind him.

The young man was wearing a gold inscription robe, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a sword inlaid with gold and jade on his waist. He was the only young master of the Murong family, Murong Qianfan.

He looked back at the old man and said, "Uncle Ke, when you see Zhao Hanyu later, don't talk. I'll speak. I guess he will be more likely to accept it.

Lao Ke nodded, his face a little complicated.

The two then took a step and walked through the archway and entered the academy.

A moment later, another car appeared on the other end of the alley. It was very fast. When it rushed closer, it slowly slowed down. It stopped seven or eight feet slowly. In front of the car was a snow-white strange beast - the white jade dragon horse.

Fu Taibao and the demon princess Xinyan walked out of the car and saw the car pulled by the wildebeest in front of the yard, and they were a little curious.

Xinyan's thoughts changed and she knew the clues. She smiled and said to Fu Taibao: "Uncle Fu, it seems that my teacher and the young master of the Murong family have a deep friendship. She came to visit her early in the morning, which was faster than me, the one who became a disciple."

Fu Taibao smiled and said, "Well, you may not be here to apologize. I didn't see this young master last night, so I'm a little surprised."

"Oh, it's also possible that sharing weal and woe seems to have nothing to do with people like rich children?" Xinyan thought for a while and replied.

"Miss, let's go in. It's getting late."

"good."

The master and servant walked towards the yard.

Lakeside, lawn.

"This guy is so powerful, I haven't avoided it, it hurts so much."

Zhao Hanyu's face was a little pale, he stroked the pain in his left arm, and thought to himself: "No, I've stepped into the right direction just now, I didn't make any sense to hit me?"

Ximen Guang stood ten feet away, with cotton cloth bandages on some parts of his body. He looked a little frightened and asked, "Can you do it? I don't know you have never fought. You can't even avoid such a simple move?"

Zhao Hanyu's face froze. He remembered that Murong Qianfan had once said about whether men could do it or not, and he felt a little annoyed.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arms crossed, shook his sore left arm, and shouted, "What's not possible? Come again!"

After saying that, he pounced on him, pinched his right fingers into a sword technique, and stabbed Ximen Guang directly in the eyebrows. Unfortunately, his footsteps were scattered, and Ximen Guang could dodge it with a light flash, and then slapped him in the back.

"Ouch!" Zhao Hanyu let out a cry of pain, and an extremely indecent "hungry dog ​​snatched his food" lay on the ground.

Ximen Guang thought to himself, "Not good", and the slap was a little heavy. He hurriedly ran two steps forward, squatted beside Zhao Hanyu, and asked nervously: "Are you okay?"

Zhao Hanyu couldn't get up for a moment, and grinned and made a "hissing" sound of pain. He bent his right hand back and wanted to caress the pain, but unfortunately it was a little short. Seeing that he tried hard to reach out, Ximen Guang quickly grabbed his right hand and pulled him hard to the vest.

"Ouch! It hurts! Let go quickly! Ouch"

Ximen Guang was so scared that he loosened his hands, sat backwards, and murmured: "Am I wrong again?"

"Hey, I said, what are you doing?"

When Zhao Hanyu and Ximen Guang heard the question, they turned their heads and looked in the sound together. They saw Murong Qianfan standing not far away, staring at the boss with his eyes wide open, his face blankly.

Lao Ke was with him, and his expression was a little unnatural.

Ximen Guang quickly helped Zhao Hanyu stand up slowly and replied, "We are practicing the battle."

"Fight? You made him lie on the ground? I said, Big Monkey, how did you do it? Do you know that he is a genius? You will be punished by God if you beat a genius for no reason!" Murong Qianfan asked a series of cannons and made Ximen Guang dumbfounded, and even forgot that he would not call the big monkey.

Zhao Hanyu was so embarrassed that his face was about to twist out the water. He gave Murong Qianfan a fierce look and said annoyedly: "Come and try his slap? Keep it and teach you how to regret being a human being in every minute."

Murong Qianfan was stunned and suddenly reacted again. He ran to Zhao Hanyu, with an idiot on his face, gently stroked the pain on his back with one hand, and said with a flattering smile: "I tried it, he did it very hard." He was thinking about how to speak next so that his close friend would not resent him to be out of the scene last night.

Zhao Hanyu shook his head, as if he had recovered, but he still bowed a little.

He sighed and said, "Ximen Guang was beaten for me last night. It is worth asking him to vent his anger a few times today. By the way, fortunately, you are not here, otherwise the three of us brothers would be stewed in one pot, which would be a shame."

Murong Qianfan was shocked when he heard this. Lao Ke's face became even more awkward when he heard it, and it turned blue and white.

Ximen Guang scratched his head and smiled silly, "I'm fine with a thick skin and a few strokes, but if we continue practicing, you will be beaten to death by me, haha."

Zhao Hanyu: ""

At this time, Lao Ke took a few steps forward, clasped his fists at Zhao Hanyu and said, "Brother Zhao, please don't blame the young master for what happened last night. It was Lao Gong who trapped him in the room and refused to let him come. For this reason, the young master has a very bad temper." He said these words sincerely, and felt relieved.

Zhao Hanyu shook his head and said, "Old Ke, you did it right. Murong is impulsive. He shouldn't have happened last night. Just imagine, the three of us have a low level and there was no strong man to protect us at that time. Facing those vicious killers, if you really have to suffer any damage, or have broken limbs or even lose your life, that would be a lifelong regret."

Murong Qianfan and Lao Ke looked at each other, and they could not have expected that Zhao Hanyu would say such words.

Murong Qianfan was a little depressed and even more ashamed. He lowered his head and looked at the grass under his feet, not knowing what to say.

Zhao Hanyu patted his shoulder and said in a very serious tone: "Actually, I am a person who cherishes my life. Everyone said that I am extremely talented, but I have not been able to enter the country for a long time. I don't want to die. I don't know who my parents are and who have been harmed by me. I am unwilling to die. The road to cultivation is long and dangerous, and I have not seen the intoxicating scenery of the road ahead, so I will die with my eyes open. What I said just now is the truth. You must not take what happened last night to heart, otherwise I will really blame you."

Zhao Hanyu said to himself: "Actually, there is another saying, before I meet that girl Maudodo, I will never be willing to die no matter what."

Murong Qianfan was silent for a while, then nodded gently.

Lao Ke stood aside, feeling ashamed and sighed, I am so old. I once believed this young man so much, why did he put it behind his mind whenever he encountered something? He is so old. But in the future, a sincere smile appeared on the corner of Lao Ke's mouth.

Ximen Guang suddenly interrupted, "Do we still practice? Why don't we go and have some breakfast first? I got up early and I was hungry for an hour."

Zhao Hanyu said annoyedly: "You almost stood there and didn't move, slapped me around like a ball. Do you still have the face to shout hungry?!"

The four of them walked slowly along the lawn toward the library.

Just now, when he saw the two fighting several moves, Lao Ke kept thinking about a question. Now that he has basically taken shape, he said to Zhao Hanyu: "Brother Zhao, do you want to defeat Ximen Guang?"

"Ah?!" The three teenagers were stunned.

Lao Ke smiled and said, "It's impossible today, but I think of some things, you can do it in the short term."

Zhao Hanyu asked in surprise: "Old Ke, is it true? Tell me quickly!"

Murong Qianfan smiled sinisterly at Ximen Guang, and his expression clearly said: "You kid will be miserable."

Ximen Guang shouted in horror: "Senior Ke! This is unfair! You can't do this!"

"Shut up!" The three of them scolded in unison, and Ximen Guang's head drooped, with indescribable bitterness and grievances.

Zhao Hanyu looked at Lao Ke with anticipation. Lao Ke smiled slightly and said, "My little brother Zhao has forgotten his strengths in the game."

"Mr. Ke, what are the strengths?"

"Haha, Brother Zhao, if you use that unique way of using swords, even if you are three Ximen Guangs, you are not your opponent."

Zhao Hanyu's expression was stunned, and his heart suddenly became dim. Why did he think of this?

He said dejectedly: "Old Ke, I have started practicing swords during this period, but I have been unable to use any complete sword technique. The root cause is that I have not been able to enter the country and the true energy cannot cooperate with the sword moves, so, what you said."

Lao Ke smiled calmly and said, "This is why I said you are in the game. Why do you have to stick to the complete set of sword techniques? Isn't it suitable for your sword-wielding method after splitting and then fusion?"

When Zhao Hanyu heard this, he thought about it in his heart and asked uncertainly: "Old Ke said, I will pick out the sword moves I can use first, and then try to integrate them?"

"good."

"Next to find the most appropriate order and angle of each move?"

"Compare with body skills and direction."

"Form two completely different sword paths, practice proficiently, and then?"

"The defensive must be tight, and the offensive will be directly rescued by the enemy."

"The footwork changes, the right and the reverse are reversed?"

"Counting swords into force, and it will be done in one go."

"The hardness and softness are in harmony, and the tail is in harmony."

"Ximen Guang will be defeated!"

Speaking of this, the two old and young understood each other and smiled.

Murong Qianfan clapped his hands and laughed, shouting: "Wonderful!"

Ximen Guang had a bitter face. Although he couldn't understand what the messy things the two said meant, the three of them laughed proudly, and their prospects for the battle were very bad.

Lao Ke smiled for a while and sighed: "Brother Zhao is meticulous in thinking and reacts even more quickly. I still said the same thing. I really hope to see you as soon as possible. I don't know how amazing it will be."

Zhao Hanyu bowed to Lao Ke and said, "Old Ke is indeed knowledgeable. Today, just a few words have helped me find a path to practice before entering the country. I really admire it."

"I'm in a bad mood." Ximen Guang drooped his head and muttered in a low voice.

Murong Qianfan said, "I said, don't praise each other as soon as you meet, okay? Let's go for breakfast, and I will join the battle later. I have to try how capable the big monkey is."

Ximen Guang turned his head and looked at him fiercely, thinking: "If you don't repair your small body firmly today, I won't call him Ximen Guang! Who told you to wear such a sexy bag today? Humph!"
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