Maggie tilted her head and said, "I know there's a place for you to practice martial arts."

They came out of Mai's house. When they went out, Mai Qiqi ran back and took out one of her grandfather's swords.

Wan Chuer looked at the sword and was speechless. She learned some boxing and foot Kung Fu with an Lian. Where can she dance a sword.

"I don't have 18 kinds of martial arts."

Maggie blinked and said, "try it later."

Wan Chuer shook his head and followed her.

After half a sound, they came to the highest part of the courtyard, a small hill. From here, they had a panoramic view of the whole courtyard.

There is an open square on the top of the mountain. There is no shadow on it. It is really a good place to practice martial arts.

Wan Chuer warmed up, took off his coat and began the drill according to what they had just discussed.

The more she practiced, the more fluent her movements became, and the whole person felt more and more cheerful. When the last foot flew out, Wan Chuer's throat roared.

Maggie's expression was a little strange. She said, "chu'er, if you're like this, others think you're going to fight with someone. Although beauty fights have gimmicks, they are not beautiful enough. "

Wan chu'er wiped the sweat on her head and couldn't help laughing. Just now she just felt energetic and refreshing. Where can she remember whether it was beautiful or not.

"You'd better try with a sword." Maggie handed her sword.

Wan chu'er laughed. The sword was really used.

The first time she used the sword, although she had strength, she was uncoordinated. She looked terrible. Her just happy strength was completely gone.

When Wan chu'er was holding his breath and competing with the sword, there was a sudden sound in the nearby woods.

Wan chu'er flew out with a sword and shouted, "who's sneaking there, come out!"

The roar was very powerful. Maggie was stunned and couldn't help laughing.

"Great Xia Wan, you are so powerful!"

Wan chu'er also came back to his senses. He couldn't help but Hei hei. He had a sword in his hand and his words and deeds would become stupid.

Just now, a wheelchair slowly appeared in the woods over there. Wan Chuer and Mai Qiqi looked at it in surprise. A young man pushed the wheelchair out of the woods.

There was an old man in the wheelchair. The old man was clean, but he was arrogant. His eyes were sharp and old.

Wan Chuer looked at Maggie. The old man was not an ordinary man.

Seeing the visitor clearly, Maggie opened her mouth in surprise and wondered how the great old gentleman was here. The old man glanced at her casually and made Maggie recover quickly.

She immediately respectfully ran to the old man and said carefully, "Grandpa Zhong, hello. Why are you here? "

After asking, he felt something wrong and quickly said, "sorry, I didn't mean to offend you. You can be wherever you want."

The old man gave a random "um" and looked at Wan chu'er again.

Maggie looked along his line of sight, but saw Wan Chuer standing there motionless. She explained, "that's my friend. Let's practice dancing here for a while."

Although the old man has great momentum, Wan Chuer is not afraid of him, and he has nothing to ask for from him.

So when she saw the old man looking at her, she just nodded slightly to show respect for the old man.

Maggie stood in front of the old man and waited for his instructions. After a while, the old man slowly said, "the sword dance should be dragon shaped tiger step, swimming dragon and playing Phoenix, and the hand eye body method steps should be highly coordinated, which can be pleasing to the eye."

With that, he motioned the man behind him to push him away.

When the wheelchair rang for a while, Wan Chuer realized that the old man was guiding her to dance a sword.

It's just that the guidance is too abstract. She understands the literal meaning, but how can she do it?

However, it was kind of people to say so, and looking at Maggie's appearance, the old man should look very powerful, so she shouted, "thank you."

The man's pace of the cart remained unchanged, and the man and wheelchair soon disappeared out of the sight of Wan Chuer.

Maggie patted her chest, took a long breath and said to Wan Chuer, "you are so powerful. You don't change your face in front of master Zhong. Don't you think he feels very oppressive? I didn't dare to breathe just now. "

Wan Chuer shrugged and asked, "who is master Zhong? He can scare you."

"A legend!"

Wan chu'er blinked. His heart was really mysterious.

The next time, Mai Qiqi was a little absent-minded. Wan chu'er didn't care about her. He took his sword and slowly pondered his actions, thinking about what the old man said just now.

What a dragon tiger walk, a dragon and a Phoenix.

She thought that the dragon shaped tiger step should refer to the body method and footwork, and swimming the dragon and playing the Phoenix is the final form.

This is difficult. Understanding is one thing and realizing is another.

Wan Chuer recalled the sword dance video he had seen before, played back the actions in the video in his brain, and imitated, understood and practiced again and again.

Unknowingly, the sky began to turn yellow and the sun was going to set“ Chu'er, let's stop here today and we'll continue tomorrow. " Maggie greets Wan Chuer“ OK. " Wan Chuer took the sword. After the two walked back to Maggie's house, Wan Chuer refused Maggie's meal. He made an appointment to come here on Sunday and said goodbye. Wan Chuer walked to the gate alone, thinking about what he had just done, and suddenly a car stopped beside her. The window rolled down, revealing the face of the young man who had just pushed the wheelchair. "Hello, do you want to give you a ride? It's still far from where you take the bus." Wan Chuer looked around in disbelief. She was the only one here. She smiled and said, "thank you. No, I can go by myself." I'm not related to her, and I don't know her. I suddenly said I wanted to give her a ride. Is it so kind? Moreover, the old man was obviously sitting in the car. He was so aggressive that he really sat in. He was probably uncomfortable. Wan Chuer thanked him and went on. Master Zhong in the car "hum" and said, "drive."“ "Yes," the young man replied respectfully. Wan Chuer runs ten kilometers every day. Although it's far from here to the bus station, it's just a piece of cake for her. She took the bus and went straight to the city. She bought two CDs of sword dance and a toy sword before she went home. The next day, Wan Chuer didn't go anywhere at home. She had been practicing according to the sword dance played on the computer. Since she promised to attend the party, she hoped to do her best. On Sunday morning, Wan Chuer went to Mai Qiqi's house again. Mai Qiqi looked at Wan Chuer and practiced it again. It was an eye opener. The day before yesterday, it was chaotic. Today, it looks like a model. It looks like that. If you practice again, you must be fascinated by a bunch of boys and girls. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.