The melon-eating swordsman in the ancient dragon world

Qingfeng Fourteen Styles?

Hearing Jin Banhua's sophistry, Hua Zhenzhen became slightly angry.

"Jin Banhua, if you can practice martial arts to such a level, you must not be the rich playboy you act like during the day, so why are you messing around in front of me and pretending to be stupid on purpose?" Hua Zhenzhen said angrily.

"You don't believe it?" Jin Banhua asked with a smile.

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"Do you think I'm the same as those bad friends you met during the day?" Hua Zhenzhen asked.

"In other words, you only know the Thirteen Qingfeng Styles, but not the Fourteenth Qingfeng Styles?" Jin Banhua asked again.

Hua Zhenzhen said impatiently, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Jin Banhua said seriously, "I want to say that I know the fourteen Qingfeng moves, but you only know the first thirteen moves. Did you steal martial arts from me, but not all of them?"

Hua Zhenzhen was furious, "What are you talking about..."

As soon as she said three words, she saw Jin Banhua stab the sword leisurely.

This sword was light, misty, and invisible in the wind. It went beyond the realm of the Thirteenth Qingfeng Style itself, and was almost invisible in her eyes.

But when she saw the sword, the tip of the sword had already appeared on her shoulder.

Just like the wind, when you feel the wind, the wind is already blowing on you.

Hua Zhenzhen's pupils shrank suddenly.

This sword is clearly the sword intention of Qingfeng Thirteen Styles, but it has gone beyond the scope of the sword being like Qingfeng. It almost hides the sword, leaving only Qingfeng.

No murderous intent, no edge, no sound, no feeling.

Like a breeze...

Who can feel the breeze unless it blows on them and feels the coolness?

But when the breeze blew against him, the sword appeared. It was actually too late to react at this time.

Hua Zhenzhen turned pale and flew back quickly.

She retreated a full two feet and gasped in shock. Only then did she realize that the tip of Jin Banhua's sword was still in place and had not stabbed out smoothly.

Even if he didn't move just now, the sword wouldn't hit him.

Hua Zhenzhen looked at Jin Banhua blankly, her mind went blank for a moment, and she said in disbelief, "You...you are..."

"This is the fourteenth posture of Qingfeng. It is actually the same as the previous thirteen postures." Jin Banhua smiled leisurely and raised her eyebrows at Hua Zhenzhen, "Do you admit it or not?"

After thinking about the sword strike just now, Hua Zhenzhen could only admit, "Yes!"

"Can you?" Jin Banhua asked again.

Hua Zhen is really a smart girl. She already knows Jin Banhua's purpose, but she can only grit her teeth and answer, "No!"

"I know the Fourteen Qingfeng Styles, and the last one is the most powerful. You know the Thirteen Qingfeng Styles, but you haven't learned the last one." Jin Banhua smiled happily, "Who is the authentic swordsman?"

Hua Zhenzhen stared at the smug Jin Banhua, wishing to poke more than a dozen holes in his face.

At the same time, Hua Zhenzhen also truly admired Jin Banhua, even very much.

She looked at Jin Banhua with a flash of light in her eyes, and she couldn't believe it instinctively in her heart, but the facts before her made her have to believe, "Did you realize this sword technique on your own?"

The seven major sword sects of Wulin have been known together for hundreds of years, and the three major swordsmanship of Xuanmen are famous. However, in terms of swordsmanship alone, no sect dares to compete with Huashan, because the Huashan sect’s Thirteen Qingfeng Styles are indeed graceful and incomparable. You are beyond the reach of others.

As long as you can practice the three-point artistic conception, you will be able to dominate the martial arts world for a while.

But with the Thirteen Styles of Qingfeng, the person in front of him was actually able to go one step further and create a sword that transformed into Qingfeng, achieving the achievements of all the masters and Patriarchs of Huashan Mountain.

Hua Zhenzhen is not an antique. Today's people don't have to be superstitious about the ancients, and they may be better than their predecessors. Jellyfish Yinji has created her own magical skills and has surpassed countless heroes of the past.

But modifying the classic martial arts of the predecessors is another matter. Hua Zhenzhen truly believes that Jellyfish Yinji will never be able to deduce the fourteenth Qingfeng style. This requires both his own swordsmanship and the understanding of the Qingfeng thirteenth style. It's ridiculously high.

This is not something that can be accomplished by just a little bit more talent than the Patriarch of Huashan, but much more!

What's more important is...

Hua Zhenzhen stared at Jin Banhua. The person in front of her was not even a disciple of Huashan!

She couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration in her heart. The masters of Huashan, including herself, were all outclassed by a wealthy kid who was not a disciple of Huashan but was still a dandy from the capital.

Then she saw Jin Banhua sheathing her sword and said triumphantly, "Don't talk about useless things, let me ask you, in terms of Qingfeng swordsmanship alone, who is the authentic swordsman?"

Hua Zhenzhen gritted her teeth secretly, her chest hurt with anger.

"Could it be that the Thirteen Qingfeng Styles, which have been secretly taught in Huashan for hundreds of years, were stolen from you?" Hua Zhenzhen almost broke through.

Jin Banhua rubbed her chin and said loudly, "When you say that, I seem to be going a little too far?"

"It's not just excessive, it's simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!" Hua Zhenzhen said angrily.

Jin Banhua nodded and asked leisurely, "Then do you want to take this fourteenth pose back to Huashan?"

Hua Zhenzhen stopped talking immediately.

Jin Banhua stretched, then turned back and walked to the bedroom. As she walked, she put down her sword and started to change clothes.

Hua Zhenzhen turned around to avoid looking.

"Since you have become the maid of my Jin family, you have to take on the responsibility of the maid." Jin Banhua said with a smile, "Remember to come and wait for me to wash up and have breakfast tomorrow morning, by the way!"

Jin Banhua turned around and nodded at Hua Zhenzhen, "Speak more politely and learn from the bad friends I meet and drink with during the day."

Hua Zhenzhen:ヽ(‘⌒メ)ノ

Hua Zhen really wanted to lift the table and leave, but she couldn't bear it.

Not to mention that Jin Banhua took the initiative to mention it, in fact, the first moment she saw the Qingfeng Fourteenth Style, she was already extremely envious and wished she could learn it as soon as possible...

Then he stabbed more than a dozen holes in Jin Banhua's body!

Hua Zhenzhen turned around and saw Jin Banhua changing into pajamas, getting into bed leisurely, and then waving to herself.

"Close the door for me, then go back and have a good rest. Girls need beauty sleep. If you don't sleep well, you will have dark circles under your eyes, and your skin will be dull and rough. I don't want my little maid to become less beautiful than Chu Liuxiang." Those three beautiful maids.”

Hua Zhenzhen stamped his feet angrily, then turned slightly red.

She took a deep breath, then came to Jin Banhua's door, and while closing the door for him, she prodded him, "Aren't you going to use Chu Liuxiang's three maids to compensate him for stealing your white jade beauty? Why didn't you give him the money?" Someone snatch it back?"

Jin Banhua blinked at Hua Zhenzhen, "Aren't you afraid that you will be jealous?"

Hua Zhenzhen glared at Jin Banhua fiercely, then closed the door with a bang and flew away.