. "Okay!" After a long time, Wang Lie's cheerful voice suddenly rang out. It took a long time since I saw such a wonderful battle. This made Old Man Wang, who had recovered his skills and confidence, also began to feel excited, and he wanted to go on stage and fight Yang Yu again.

However, the old man Dongfang was depressed, with a bitter face, and kept cursing: "Damn it, I have been bad for eight lifetimes today. Not only was Hua Yuan destroyed by your old man Wang, but now he has even finished the competition." Looking at the wolf-tracked field in front of him, the old man was in tears.

"Sorry, senior, I missed my mistake." Yang Yu smiled bitterly, walked to Murong Wuhui and helped him up from the ground.

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury." Murong Wuhui pushed him away, and he insisted on shaking his head: "You are very strong, definitely stronger than our experts on the Tianlist. Today, I, Murong Wuhui, completely convinced you."

"Dad! Are you okay?" Yang Yu was about to be modest, and Murong Xue and Dongfang Yanran were already running towards him. Murong Xue didn't dare to help Murong Wuhui. She just looked at him worriedly, then turned around and glared at Yang Yu fiercely. Looking at her tightly clenched fist, she probably wanted to beat Yang Yu hard. It seemed that this little girl was afraid that her grudge against Yang Yu would be deeper.

It was Dongfang Yanran who kept looking at Yang Yu, and kept saying in her seductive red lips: "Ayu, are you okay? Are you injured? Do you want to go to the hospital for a look?"

The anxious greeting was not waiting for his lover's answer. Dongfang Yanran was very anxious, thinking that Yang Yu was really seriously injured, so she quickly turned around and wanted to ask Old Man Dongfang to help, but Yang Yu was suddenly hugged into his arms. After a whisper, her red lips were already tightly bitten by the enemy. Soon, Dongfang Yanran had melted into this hot tenderness and responded enthusiastically to Yang Yu. Her fragrant tongue was lightly exuded and her charming eyes were blurred.

This involuntarily kissed, Yang Yu was so gentle. For Dongfang Yanran's vermilion cherry lips, it seemed that there was a feeling of loving Dongfang Yanran's slippery, tender and seductive lips, as if he was afraid that once he left, he would stay away from him forever. Because Yang Yu was so unwilling to leave, Dongfang Yanran felt that this kiss seemed to be forever. She couldn't breathe, and suddenly in the world created by the two, she could only hear Dongfang (1-6k novel-net) Yanran's heartbeat gradually became faster.

This affectionate kiss made her heart beat faster and breathing, which made her eyes widen. At this time, Yang Yu's eyes just met her eyes again, and those starry eyes that were heart-wrenching starry eyes stared at her like two balls of passionate and hot flames.

At that moment, she seemed to feel as if she had been melted. At this moment, she suddenly felt a sense of shame surge into her heart, and her charming eyes couldn't help but close it gently. Her delicate body couldn't help but tremble, and the reserve in her heart was slowly eroded by the hot fire. Yang Yu greedily absorbed Dongfang Yanran's unique body fragrance, as if the fragrance naturally emitted from her delicate body, like a ripe old wine, so intoxicating herself.

"Ahem!" At this moment, a disharmonious voice sounded, and Dongfang Yanran's body trembled like an electric shock. She pushed Yang Yu away suddenly, glanced shyly at them and stood beside the two of them at some point, and Dongfang Ming was smirking.

"Ha! I said you two don't need to be so lingering, right? What do you want to go back to your room? Look, even the old man, I am embarrassed now." Dongfang Ming said with a smile and touched his beard.

"Grandpa!" Dongfang Yanran was so embarrassed! He shouted in a coquettish voice, his little hands kept holding the corner of his clothes, his voice was long, and Yang Yu also touched his nose awkwardly, smiled embarrassedly, and walked towards Murong Wuhui.

On this side, Wang Lie was using his qi to heal Murong Wuhui. After Yang Yu came over, he saw that they had almost finished their treatment. Murong Wuhui's face had recovered from blood. "How is it? Is it serious?" Yang Yu asked.

"Fortunately, it's not as serious as your last injury. I've almost cured him for internal injuries." Wang Lie nodded slightly and ordered Murong Xue: "Xue'er, you can help your father back to the villa to rest now. It's okay tomorrow."

"Okay, thank you Grandpa Wang." Murong Xue said obediently and helped Murong Wuhui up, glared at Yang Yu fiercely, and turned around and walked towards the villa.

"Brother Dong, it seems that this girl hates you tightly." Wang Lie saw Yang Yu still looking at Murong Xue's back and smiled bitterly, holding his shoulder and smiling, "How about it? Do you want me to come forward to tell you? Xueer is so beautiful, it would be great if she could be your girlfriend?"

"Okay, senior, thank you for your thanks, but don't do anything randomly. Just this tigress, I really don't praise you." Yang Yu was speechless and quickly refused. Damn, the little girl who wanted to wield her skin and slash her shin and wanted her to be her girlfriend, but she was afraid that she would be fine if she didn't kill herself.

"Okay, don't be embarrassed, I understand, haha!" Wang Lie smiled and touched his beard, turned around and walked towards Huayuan, and said as he walked: "By the way, kid, come with me, I want to talk to you about something."

"Oh!" Yang Yu responded, touched his nose and muttered: "Damn, you old guy, do you understand? You understand the ball!"

After Yang Yu walked to the Huayuanli, he saw Wang Lie standing in front of a tree with his hands behind his back, with his chest straight up. To be honest, he really looked like a little fairy-like and a big demeanor.

"I said to Old Man Wang, why did you ask me to come here? Could it be that I want to have a fight with me again?" Yang Yu curled his lips and walked over and asked, OK! This kid will just change his words and call him the old man.

Old Man Wang didn't mind, and looked back at Yang Yu and said, "My friend, your true energy is actually very strong. It can be said that no one in this world can compare with your true energy, but through your two actions, it can be seen that you are not proficient in the use of moves and techniques. It can be said that it is simply bad."

"Damn, are my moves bad? Stinky old man, do you envy me? My moves are so dizzy every time, at least they are much cooler than your Nine Yin White Bone Claws, right?" Yang Yu shook his head disdainfully, stretched out his right hand. He used energy to condense a blue pocket-sized version of the tiger, which was vivid and jumped around in the palm of his hand. The brakes looked good.

Looking at his proud look, Wang Lie smiled helplessly and said, "What kind of moves are you? They are just a true manifestation of the physicalization of true qi. To be honest, after watching your two battles, if it weren't for your own strong true qi, you would have failed in terms of moves alone."

"Isn't it possible? Is my move so bad?" Yang Yu took back the energy tiger in his hand and asked in surprise.

"Of course. Your moves are really bad." Wang Lie nodded without any face and said.

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"Then what do you think the real skills should be?" Yang Yu said seriously.

Wang Lie began to explain to him with a smile: "In fact, the so-called moves and techniques are also understood by people through various animal movements and changes in the environment in nature. Take our swordsmanship as an example. In fact, it is not composed of several most common movements such as blocking, stabbing, chopping, and swinging. Because the so-called swordsmanship is just the coherent application of these four movements, followed by strength and speed." As he said that, Wang Lie picked up a branch from the ground and gestured in front of Yang Yu: "I called you here today, in fact, I plan to teach you my set of Piaomiao Sword. It is considered to repay your kindness for curing injuries and increasing merit."

"Piaomiao Sword Technique?" Yang Yu said excitedly: "Old man, is this sword technique very powerful?"

"Of course, it's not that I am proud. It can be said that I was able to win the title of Tianjian entirely because of this sword technique." Wang Lie said proudly.

"Oh, that's OK, I'm willing to learn from you, but I won't just take you as my teacher?" Yang Yu replied cunningly.

"Haha, I never said I would accept you as a disciple, it's just to repay my kindness." Wang Lie smiled faintly, waved the branches in his hand and said, "You're good, I'll dance this sword technique now, you can understand it yourself first."

After saying that, Wang Lie suddenly started to fly, and countless sword shadows appeared in the air. In an instant, Yang Yu seemed to have really seen the immortal dancing sword, like clouds and smoke, and was faint and clear. He was completely fascinated by this sword technique.

Wang Lie's voice, who was dancing with a sword in the air, came again: "The Piaomiao sword technique is divided into three moves, the Heavenly Sword, the Earth Sword and the Human Sword. The entire set of sword techniques emphasizes the real and real. The virtual ones are like clouds and fog, which makes people unable to understand. The real ones are as fast as lightning and as fast as thunder. The sword moves are vast and continuous."

Yang Yu was completely shocked when he looked at the sword shadow in the sky. After a long time, he said blankly: "Old man, I didn't expect that your sword technique is so beautiful. I wonder how long it will take for me to learn it?"

"Puff!" Wang Lie shivered in the air and almost fell down. He was depressed! This dead boy actually said that his swordsman was beautiful in killing? Wang Lie was completely speechless.

He swears with a nose and stares and scolds: "If you can practice the same movement like me, until one day you find that you have integrated four movements into yourself and become your own instinctive reaction, by that time, you can say that you have completely mastered the essence of swordsmanship, completely escaped from the realm of any moves, and reached the highest level of clumsiness defeating skill, and no moves defeating moves. So I hope you can put aside the visual temptation brought to you by my swordsmanship in glamour, and focus on the training of the most basic four movements to understand the true sword intent of my dancing swordsmanship. I believe that with your qualifications, you will definitely be able to learn these three swordsmanship quickly."

"Then what's the sword intent again?" Yang Yu has now completely become a learning-friendly baby, and he humbly asked for advice.

"Haha! Sword intent is actually the so-called sword heart. The way to use the sword is not caring about the word "heart". If there is a sword in the heart, there will be swords everywhere. If there is a sword in the heart, there will be no sword in the world. Sword technique is just a means to show strength and skills, and sword is just a tool. Although a sword can increase your strength, it is at best just a high-level tool. The function of the tool is only to show your means. The most important thing in using a sword is the heart of the sword. The sword move is just a superficial phenomenon." While speaking, Wang Lie had finished dancing this set of sword techniques and fell from the air. He looked at Yang Yu and explained patiently, but it seemed that the forest behind him had once again reached a large-scale and cruel destruction. I believe that if the old man Dongfang was here, he would start to curse people again.

Seeing Yang Yu's serious look, Wang Lie nodded with relief and continued: "Of course, this is the first time you use a sword. You can only deliberately learn or imitate my sword moves. However, when you truly realize the natural way contained in the sword itself, you can truly understand the existence of the sword heart. If the sword heart allows you to use the power of the sword freely, you will be able to reach the so-called "control sword with qi". The so-called "control sword with qi" is actually just the free flying cooperation of the sword itself. Outsiders do not understand it, and they think that those people's true qi is truly deep enough to control swords. It is ridiculous."

"Old man, the highest level of using swords is what you said, "Drive the sword with energy"?" Yang Yu asked curiously.

"Wrong, big mistake, but special mistake. 'Terminating swords with energy' can only be called a sword friend - the sword means you as a friend, this is not the highest level of using a sword. The highest level of using a sword should be the master of the sword. Let the sword heart experience the courage of the sword holder and let the sword automatically recognize you as the master, that is the highest level of the sword. By then, the sword heart will be your slave, and it can be separated from the sword body and merged into your body. At that time, you are the sword, the sword is you, and you are an invincible sword. And as long as the sword heart is dependent on it, as long as you are willing, a branch you pick up casually, and under the attachment of the sword heart, is a peerless sword." At this point, Wang Lie stopped, looking yearning.

"Tsk! You may not have realized this so-called highest level yet." Yang Yu looked at the old man's expression and muttered disdainfully.
Chapter completed!