[Chapter 3 Mistaken Children]
This sword canon should have been created by a mortal martial arts master named King Peacock Daming.
Back then, Xia Qingchen was wandering in the world and saw him perform it, so he was slightly impressed.
Originally a swordsman from Pingyang, who was full of laughter, he couldn’t help but let out a sigh, and looked at Xia Qingchen in surprise: “You actually know that this old man is practicing the “Peacock Sword Canon”?”
Knowing the source of his swordsmanship, the entire Yungu City has no more than five How did Xia Qingchen know?
Xia Qingchen walked over silently, stretched out his hand, and said, “Give me the sword, and I’ll teach you what the real “Peacock Sword Canon” is.”
“You teach me?” The Pingyang swordsman was really angry.
He felt deeply insulted.
As the leading martial arts instructor in Yungu City, how many famous arrogances have you come out of?
He has always been the only one guiding others, and no one has ever dared to say guiding him!
Today, a seventeen-year-old boy dared to say such madness, how could he not be annoyed?
“Kuimu, you are really stubborn and hopeless!” The Pingyang Swordsman flicked his finger and inserted the seven-star purple sword into the ground, saying, “You want to teach this old man swordsmanship, right? Well, as you wish! But , If you can’t convince the old man, hehe, you student, the old man will not teach!”
Xia Qingchen was unmoved, stepped forward, and pulled out the seven-star purple sword.
Pingyang Swordsman watched with cold eyes and sneered in his heart, fearing that Xia Qingchen could not even hold a sword.
However, to the slight surprise of the Pingyang swordsman, Xia Qingchen not only clenched the hilt of the sword with a skillful posture, but also flipped a sword flower lightly and whispered, “I haven’t used a sword for a long time, so I’m a little unfamiliar.”
Wudi After the world, the Heavenly Punishment Sword is sealed in its sheath and rarely used.
Familiar with the Seven-Star Purple Sword, Xia Qingchen glanced at the Pingyang Swordsman and said, “Look good, I will only use it once!”
During the speech, the temperament changed sharply.
Pinghe’s eyes were instantly sharp, shooting out piercing stars.
The whole person is like an unsheathed divine sword, with all its sharp edges!
“The peacock in the first style is on the screen!”
“The second style is astonishing!”
“The third style is a hundred birds towards the sect!
”
The move is complete, flawless.
A verve of returning to the original and returning to the original, revealed invisibly.
In the eyes of Pingyang swordsmen, Xia Qingchen is not using swordsmanship, but a sword, explaining the truth in swords.
That is, a person in kendo, the ultimate kendo realm that he pursues all his life – the unity of man and sword!
Only the master of swordsmanship who has reached the realm of swordsmanship can achieve this.
He couldn’t believe that a seventeen-year-old boy had reached the supreme state of the unity of man and sword!
The wind blows, the clouds surge.
Shadow stops, sword stops.
Sword Intent is continuous and enduring for a long time.
Clang –
Xia Qingchen put away the sword, and laughed at himself in dissatisfaction: “It’s really unfamiliar, and such a simple swordsmanship has not been used well.”
In the eyes of the Pingyang swordsman, heaven and man are one, flawless mysterious swordsmanship, In Xia Qingchen’s own eyes, it was unsatisfactory!
Xia Qingchen waved his hand, inserted the seven-star purple sword into the ground in front of him, and said with his hands behind him: “Although it only shows 70% to 80% of the essence of the “Peacock Sword Canon”, it is much stronger than yours! What? The articulation of moves and the true meaning of swordsmanship are all messed up!” In the
same “Peacock Sword Canon”, the swordsmanship of the Pingyang swordsman is empty and pale, like a child performing it, which is extremely clumsy.
However, Xia Qingchen displayed the true meaning of swordsmanship, which was mysterious and profound, making people unable to extricate themselves.
Pingyang Swordsman’s lips trembled, trying to argue with all his might.
However, there is no way to argue.
Xia Qingchen’s kendo was indeed higher than him by a gap between heaven and earth.
“The swordsmanship that you are best at is not as good as even my fur, so you still need to give me pointers?” Xia Qingchen’s star eyes gleamed coldly.
The Pingyang swordsman was confused, and for the first time in his life, he met a young man who could not see through.
“Swordsmanship is only one of me, and this old man has the other four-phase unique skills! Look good!” Perhaps he was eager to prove himself and maintain his dignity as a teacher.
He hits the fingering that he is also very good at.
After watching, Xia Qingchen shook his head lightly: “Mediocre!”
“Look! This is the fingering method!
” Chen played the mood of the supreme master!
The Pingyang Swordsman blushed and said, “This old man still has boxing skills!”
When he showed it, Xia Qingchen stopped after seeing half of it: “It’s unbelievable! You don’t know anything about boxing skills, eight stars and four secrets!”
“Open your eyes . Look carefully, what is the real boxing!”
It is still the same boxing, Xia Qingchen has turned the rotten into a miraculous, which is amazing!
Putting away his boxing skills, Xia Qingchen looked at Pingyang Swordsman coldly: “Do you still want to use the remaining two major expertise?”
At this moment, Pingyang Swordsman’s face was blue and red, and his chest was violently heaving, showing his inner injustice.
Looking at the aggressive Xia Qingchen, the Pingyang swordsman raised his finger tremblingly and pointed: “You, you…”
Xia Qingchen said indifferently: “What are you? You dare to come out and teach people at your half-assed level. ?”
Waving his hand, Xia Qingchen was like chasing flies: “Get out now, don’t misunderstand your children outside!”
The Pingyang Swordsman, who was already extremely emotional, was scolded by Xia Qingchen mercilessly.
He was extremely arrogant, and his anger attacked his heart, causing him to spit out a blood mist uncontrollably, his eyes rolled over on the spot, and he fell into a coma.
“So angry that you vomit blood and faint?” Xia Qingchen said contemptuously.
A true master is often humble, so how could he vomit blood and faint because he is too arrogant and can’t stand the stimulation?
Soon, Xia Yuan, who heard the bad news, rushed over.
Seeing this, his face changed greatly!
“Don’t blame me, he was so angry that he vomited blood and passed out.” Xia Qingchen shrugged helplessly.
Xia Yuan mistakenly thought that Xia Qingchen’s talent was too poor, and Pingyang Jian was so polite, and couldn’t help but look worried.
“This is troublesome! The Pingyang Swordsman is your cousin’s mentor. He has always respected the Pingyang Swordsman. If he knew that he was so angry with you, it would be difficult to give up.” Xia Yuan was not without worry.
For a long time, the genius Xia Qilin looked down on Xia Qingchen.
He was never treated as a relative.
If he learns that the teacher he admires has been so angry with Xia Qingchen, he will definitely feel resentment in his heart.
“Can he hit our mansion?” Xia Qingchen asked indifferently. Xia Yuan smiled bitterly: “Two months later will be your grandfather Xia
Cangliu’s 60th birthday. The venue will be in the Beixia Mansion of your second uncle’s house. If you don’t go there, you will definitely end up with a reputation for being unfilial.”
The fathers of Xia Yuan and Xia Xun are also the grandfathers of Xia Qingchen and Xia Qilin.
Because the second uncle’s family has a great business, the grandfather has been living in the second uncle’s house.
For the unpromising father, he is very indifferent and never visits them.
This time, his 60th birthday was held at his second uncle’s house.
“When the soldiers come, they will block the water and cover the soil, and then there will be a way.” Xia Qingchen didn’t care.
Will he be afraid of a Xia Qilin?
Xia Yuan was very worried and ordered the unconscious Pingyang Swordsman to be sent back.
A day later, the Xia Mansion in the north of the city.
Xia Qilin rushed back with a look of anger.
Xia Xun was anxiously walking back and forth in the courtyard. When he saw him coming back, he asked, “You visited Master Pingyang. How is he?
”
“Even though my teacher woke up, he was paralyzed because of his anger and blood, and he could neither get out of bed to walk nor speak.” Xia Qilin hated and smashed the little stone lion beside him with a palm: “That wild bastard, Xia Qingchen, To be so angry with my teacher! I abolished him!”
In his eyes, a close cousin is not as important as an outsider.
With that said, he turned around and was about to go to Nanxia Mansion to find Xia Qingchen to settle the account.
Xia Xun grabbed him and shouted: “Confused! What’s the reason for you to call the door? If you really do it, your uncle will stand by and watch?”
“What should I do?” Xia Qilin desperately wanted to vent his anger for his teacher.
Xia Xun thought about it and said, “It will be your grandfather’s birthday in two months. If he doesn’t come, it’s fine. If he does, he will have a plan.”
Hearing the sound, Xia Qilin’s eyes lit up, and said, “Okay, I’ll invite some later. Friends help out, I want him to look good!”
[End of This Chapter]
