"The trough! Is it alive? "
Mu Yu can't help but step back and stare at the woman in the picture.
Whew!
The woman in the picture suddenly came out of the picture and became a virtual shadow.
She looked at Mu Yu, with sullen look on her face, and said coldly, "you are a little generation. You should blaspheme me me. I think you are a first offender. I'll forgive you this time."
"In the third level, I will show a set of sword skills. After you watch it, restore it. If you can restore half of it, you will pass."
Just after the words, a long sword appears in the hands of the woman in the painting. She has a light gait and a soft body.
In a moment, seven successive sword shadows floated out of the air and whirled in the air. They were gorgeous and imposing.
"Good swordsmanship!"
Even if Mu Yu had already practiced the supreme idea of sword, he could not help praising the woman's exquisite swordsmanship.
"I need you to judge my swordsmanship."
After receiving the sword, the woman in the painting said coldly, "see clearly. In half an hour, restore the seven unique swords I just used."
Because Mu Yu has just blasphemed her, she has a bad impression of Mu Yu.
At the moment, it is also intended to make things difficult for him.
According to the original rules of the third level, the test question of the third level is Xuanpin's advanced sword skill, and the whirling seven Jue sword she gave Mu Yu is dipin's advanced sword skill.
The difficulty of the two is very different.
Just watching it once, I want to simulate the advanced sword skills of local products. It's just a dream.
The woman in the painting expects that Mu Yu doesn't even see her movements, and it's impossible to simulate the whirling seven Jue sword.
"Oh."
Mu Yu lightly responded, and then held the Xifeng sword in his hand and said: "then I'll start to demonstrate it, and you'll watch it."
What?
Demo?
In the painting, the woman's face stagnated, subconsciously thinking that she had heard wrong.
"It's ridiculous that you try to demonstrate in front of me before you even practice!"
The woman in the painting sneers mercilessly.
He sneered in his heart: "you can imitate advanced sword skills without practice. Even I can't do it. Who do you pretend to show it to?"
However, when she looks at Mu Yu again, her pupil suddenly shrinks into a needle.
Mu Yu stepped on the sword step like a ghost. The Xifeng sword in his hand was made by nature. The meaning of the sword was flowing and the sword was powerful.
At this moment, he is like a young swordsman.
Whew!
The Xifeng sword in his hand is drawn out, and dozens of whirling sword shadows suddenly appear in the air, making the air cackle.
Each sword shadow is several times larger than the woman's sword shadow in the painting, and the sword power is extremely different.
Compared with Mu Yu's sword shadow, the woman's sword shadow in the painting looks like a firefly and a bright sun.
"No How is that possible? "
The woman in the painting is speechless, with a rare shock on her face and a rolling wave in her heart.
After the demonstration, the woman in the painting stares at Mu Yu tightly and asks, "you've learned this set of sword skills before, haven't you?"
With that, she didn't believe it. Her face was reddish and a little ashamed.
This sword skill is created by her. She has never taught anyone. This boy has no place to learn.
Besides, the boy is better than her. I don't know how many times.
Obviously, she is far inferior to this boy in the realm of kendo.
How can a person with such a high level of Kendo appreciate her skills?