White-Robed Chief

"Brother Zhou. ΩEΩΩ novel Ww% W.1IAOSHUO.COM" Pang Shi and holding a fist.

As soon as Zhou Jie hit the blue shirt, his face was rosy, and he could not see the signs of injuries the previous two days. He was staring at Pang Shi coldly.

Pang Shi and his fists smiled: "I wonder if Brother Zhou is better off?"

"Healed!" Zhou Jie said coldly, "Disappointed Master Pang?"

Pang Shi and shook his head: "What did Brother Zhou say? I heard that Brother Zhou is healed. Brother I am very happy to be able to escape under the hand of God. This wit and martial arts are really admirable!"

Zhou Jie's face sank, and he said coldly, "Is it ridiculous that I use the name of Xianshan to save my life?"

"Don't dare!" Pang Shi and shook his head with a smile: "If you change me in that situation, you will definitely do that. Yinxian Mountain can protect us. In the future, we can protect Yinxian Mountain.

"Thank you so much for that." Zhou Jie sneered.

Pong Shi and said: "What's wrong with Brother Zhou?"

"I heard that you have very good qualifications, and it is very likely that you will inherit the title of mountain master." Zhou Jie said coldly.

Pang Shi and Yi Yi, this is just the thought in his heart, but now he dare not be so arrogant, it seems that the position of the Lord of the Xianshan Mountain has failed to turn himself.

Like Master and Shi Bodong, when they see each other, they are very modest. Master is not willing to be the master and Master is not keen. He and Brother Zhou are far from master and master. He wants to be the master.

Only if he inherited the title of the mountain master would he live up to his grandfather's sacrifice.

Zhou Jie hummed: "Tell you, when it comes to the Lord of the Mountain, you can't make it, even if you are a disciple of a master!"

Pang Shi and shook his head: "Brother misunderstood, I didn't think so."

If he now admits he is unwise, he is low-key but ambitious. Such a character is the least flattering.

"Hum, you can't hide from me!" Zhou Jie sneered: "You can't hide from your uncle!"

"Yes." Pong Shi smiled.

He knew that he couldn't hide from Master. Master didn't talk much, but just looking at it, he felt that he was completely seen through by Master, and Master just didn't break it.

Zhou Jie said: "Since your qualifications are good, you have a period of time under the master's door, let's learn a few tricks!"

"Then please give me a pointer or two!" Pong Shi said.

Fighting with Master himself, the swordsmanship was so fragmented that he didn't know what would happen to him, but he had to try it.

Zhou Jie pointed to the vibrant and green pine forest: "Go in!"

The two entered an open space in the pine forest. This was obviously a martial arts field. Pang Shi and earlier had to come to practice.

Zhou Jie reached out to pick up an iron-wood sword from the weapon rack. Pang Shi and also picked up an iron-wood sword.

Although the Tiemu sword is wooden, except that it does not have a blade, the weight and feel are the same as the Qingfeng sword, and although it will not be seriously injured, minor injuries are inevitable, but in Yinxian Mountain, as long as it is not in danger of death, it can always Heal.

The aura is strong here, and the injury recovers extremely fast.

"Please--!" Pong Shi and put a starting gesture.

As soon as Zhou Jie fluttered in his blue shirt, his expression was utterly calm. When he shook his sword, he immediately became clear, as if changing a person, and stared calmly at Pang Shi and said, "Master, be careful!"

He stabbed his sword and stomped under his foot, as if drawing an arc close to Pang Shi, and the sword tip was unpredictable.

Pong Shi and ignored his sword, stabbed out lightly according to the style of the Excalibur previously learned.

"Tuk!" The two swords intersected, taking a step back.

Zhou Jie was surprised. I didn't expect that Pong Shiji's swordsmanship was so good, and the internal force was so deep. I originally thought that even if the swordsmanship was not as good as Pong Shiji's swordsmanship, the internal force must be far better than the skill. Ponzi and.

He took a deep breath, and the more he paid attention, the sword fluttered with a wave of sword shadow, and he fought slowly.

Pang Shihe tried his best to perform the three styles of the Excalibur. He only learned the first style, and it was this style repeatedly.

However, there are too many variations in this style, and Xiao Qi has done a lot of it. The style is almost endless. He can't learn everything, but he can't change endlessly. He can only change thirty-six swords.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk Tuk ..." In the endless muffled sound, the two could not win or lose.

Zhou Jie was very angry and decided to use the sword to win. So the sword changed suddenly, and he played slowly and slowly, and the sword trembled over the Pang Shi and several points in front of him.

Pang Shi and Sword tried to attack, but failed to avoid Zhou Jie.

He still has too few tricks to learn, and Zhou Jie has already seen thirty-six moves. He has already remembered that when he performs again, Zhou Jie can recognize that he has stabbed Ponzi and his wrist with a sword. .

"Slap!" Tiemu Jian flew out and fell to the ground.

Pang Shi and felt that his right wrist was about to fold, and he was in pain, but he held back and hugged his fists calmly: "Thank you for your guidance!"

Zhou Jie stretched out his sword, picked up the iron-wood sword on the ground, and flew to Pang Shi: "Come again!"

Pong Shi and his right hand endured the sword in pain, shaking his head and grinning, "I'm not an opponent."

Zhou Jie hummed: "It doesn't matter if you lose, keep playing. One day you will win. You have a good understanding. Actual combat is the best way to practice swords. Let's come and learn every day and make progress together!"

"Thank you Brother!" Pang Shi and even though he knew he was uneasy, he wanted to teach himself upright, but he could not refuse.

If he refuses, he will fall into the ears of his master and think he is timid.

Zhou Jie glanced at his wrist; "Doesn't your hand matter?"

Pong Shi and reluctantly smiled: "It doesn't matter."

"That's good, I can't afford to delay the sword!" Zhou Jie left this sentence and threw the iron-wood sword on the weapon rack, leaving it chicly.

Pong Shi and looked at his back, gritted his teeth, and looked down at the already swollen wrist.

Even after the exercises have been adjusted, the wrist is still red and swollen. Obviously, Zhou Jie deliberately did this. Only when there is internal force in it can this be the case.

It seems that I have to work hard to practice the sword, otherwise I will be defeated every day, I am afraid that it is difficult to persist.

In the early morning of the next morning, when he came to Xiao Qi's small courtyard, he saw Xiao Qi's broad robes, which were not the original hard clothes, but could not help but stun.

"Master?" He came forward puzzled, holding his fists.

Xiao Qi sat in the kiosk and pointed to the opposite side.

Pang Shi and sat opposite her ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Curiously looked at her beautiful and unparalleled face, and every time she lamented the blessing of Master.

"You played with Zhou Jie?" Xiao Qi said lightly.

Su Ru struck Xinghuang Luo shirt, stood aside and chuckled: "I was defeated."

Pang Shi and nodded embarrassedly: "Girl Su is right, I can't beat Brother Zhou."

"Zhou Jie's talent is extremely high, otherwise he won't enter Yinxian Mountain." Xiao Qi said lightly: "You don't have to be too discouraged."

"Master, don't worry, I'm not discouraged." Pong Shi and busy.

Xiao Qi took out a jade pendant from his sleeve, and said lightly, "This is what your master left to you, and said that you would give it to you when you were really discouraged. It seems you don't need it."

"What did Master leave?" Pong Shi and busy said.

Xiao Qi said: "It is some swordsmanship experience and comprehension. If you absorb it, your understanding of swordsmanship will go to a higher level and open your know-how."