Seeing Luo Feng's politeness, Jiang Yixue had a good impression on him and said with a faint smile: "but you are really good in figure. I have been to many nightclubs. Many of those young masters are fitness coaches, and their figure is not as good as you."
Luo Feng secretly happy: "thank you for your praise."
"Officer Luo, let's start the competition."
"You're welcome. Swords have no eyes. Please forgive me."
Luo Feng gently touched the ox head shield and the half moon sword in his hand and made a sonorous and powerful voice. This is his opening gesture. With the sound of weapons, his expression began to become indifferent, and his heart also entered the road of ancient martial arts. In front of him, Jiang Yixue was not a moving beauty, but a powerful opponent.
Jiang Yixue was just about to use the tactics used to deal with monk Wuxin. Suddenly, Ye Feng's voice rang out in his mind: "those tricks are not good. Luo Feng's half moon Sabre is a treasure. You can go straight to the unique skill, which is full of wind and rain, on the unique move."
Luo Feng held up his half moon machete and was about to rush to Jiang Yi Xue. Jiang Yi Xue suddenly raised her tiny white hand with a guilty smile: "wait a minute."
Luo Feng stopped the attack suspiciously and took back the half moon machete that had been raised. He couldn't laugh or cry. This is a martial arts contest, and it's not a ball game. What can I do for you, sister
This is also with Luo Feng. If anyone else in today's martial arts contest, no one will pay attention to her. She will be cut down with a knife.
Jiang Yixue pulled her hair, and her face was focused and confused: "let me think about it first. Which move do I use? Is it full of wind and rain, or is it full of wind and rain?"
Luo Feng has an impulse to vomit blood. She has only one choice. Fortunately, he has good self-restraint and says calmly: "sister, swords have no eyes. We are in a martial arts competition. Please don't stop shouting casually, OK?"
Jiang Yixue said with a silly smile: "I'm sorry, I just didn't think about how to play that move. Oh, I thought about it. I thought about how to make a sword. Let's continue to compete."
Jiang Yixue has forgotten that unique skill. It is a powerful one in the wind and rain sword technique. However, the sword style is complicated. Ordinary people have to practice it for a month to learn the basic skills. It is a little difficult for Jiang Yixue, who has never participated in the sports meeting.
Ye Feng went to many complicated moves, and Jiang Yixue barely learned them.
She remembered that she had to start from the starting position, so she asked Luo Feng to pause, and she had to play the starting posture of her unique moves.
She tightly held the flying sword in her hand and held the sword formula in her hand. The tip of the sword gently pointed to the sky, making a good start of the wind and rain.
She remembers how Ye Feng taught.
It's really hard for her. From childhood to adulthood, she seldom takes part in sports. It's good to learn a complicated sword move overnight. It's good to remember so clearly.
In addition, I spent most of the night in bed.
She to the rostrum Ye Feng, made a query to smile, husband, I this move action right?
The internal force in her body whirled around her body. Because she was a little nervous, her forehead was white and delicate, and a faint sweat was oozing out of her forehead. The tip of her sword could not help shaking, and it was tilted to the side for half a minute.
On the rostrum, Ye Feng, with black lines on her forehead, looked at her nervously.
Ye Feng suddenly felt that it was a wrong decision to let her play in the competition. She had helped her to enter the final secretly. She had earned enough pictures. She should not be allowed to continue playing in the final.
Under the challenge arena, Jiang Yuxin and LAN ling'er are also looking at the old sister nervously. They see that the old sister puts out this kind of sword move. It's unpredictable. At first, it's a surprise. It's the opening move of Yanyu sword's unique skill. She actually learned the unique skill of Yanyu sword.
But looking at her clumsy and stiff action, Jiang Yuxin and LAN ling'er laugh bitterly together.
Luo Feng had to raise the Banyue machete again. A shining light of the sword split the heaven and earth. The machete made a beautiful arc in the air and cut it to Jiang Yixue.
Looking at Jiang Yixue's gentle and moving face and starry eyes, Luo Feng unconsciously reduced two points of strength. If he really killed this beauty, he would be sad for a lifetime.
See Luo Feng rushed to come over, Jiang Yi snow Jiao chi1: "full of wind and rain."
Luo Feng almost laughed out loud. She even called out the name of the move. She is really a novice. I really don't know how this girl got into the final.
He is a little curious, Jiang Yixue has been talking about the drizzle breeze is a sword move.
Yuezhuoqun three people on the rostrum forced to smile. They all felt an impulse to laugh at Jiang Yixue's starting gesture of sword pointing at the sky.
Everyone feels that Jiang Yixue is not participating in the final of guwu university competition, but like a student who has just entered the junior martial arts class. He is sweating, stiff and clumsily practicing basic skills.
Even Du Zhong had a strange look. He wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to.
He is worried that Luo Feng has hurt Jiang Yixue. With his understanding of Luo Feng, Luo Feng will be merciful to her, and should not be cruel. He gently patted Ye Feng on the shoulder to express his sympathy.Mr. Mo Da is still expressionless. Instead of putting his eyes on the challenge arena, he quietly concentrates on Ye Feng and squints slightly. He is very curious about what Ye Feng will do to save his beloved girlfriend.
Yue Zhuo Qun couldn't help laughing and said, "master ye, are you ready for your heavenly elixir?"
Rush, Chongxu Taoist priest just drink into the water all spray out, his eyes flash a smug look, a light voice sigh: "this water is really hot, hot to the tongue."
Zen master Zhikong gently recited the name of Buddha: "Amitabha, everything is cause and effect, and the fate is doomed. Good, good."
At the moment when Luo Feng's half moon machete is going to chop down Zhongjiang Yixue, Jiang Yixue's face changes slightly, and his flying sword bursts into a dazzling light.
She felt the internal force of her whole body, like the river breaking the dike, flowed into the flying sword, and the flying sword in her hand came out with a breeze and drizzle with her mind.
Although it's a sword dance, it's more realistic to point it out.
The sword light all over the sky is the residual image of the flying sword in the air, and Luo Feng's seemingly powerful and rapid strike seems to turn into a slow motion in Jiang Yixue's eyes.
She didn't understand why Luo Feng's action would be so slow. Presumably, the handsome boy didn't have the heart to hurt himself. She slowed down his action deliberately. She was a little grateful to Luo Feng and couldn't bear to hurt him.
Therefore, her sword moves full of wind and rain all stabbed Luo Feng's half moon curved sword, instead of stabbing Luo Feng's body with a sword.
She likes this move a little bit. She feels that she is not competing in martial arts, but coloring her paintings. Every point and every stroke is devoted to her own work.