Mr. Xiang, your doctor's wife is a little poisonous

Chapter 583 Little Star Wins Snow (1)
A wooden sword.

a teenage girl.

a wind.

The wind came.

Very gentle, that kind of gentleness, like a spring breeze.

Everyone could feel that the girl did not have the slightest force, but the wooden sword suddenly gave people an unimaginable feeling.

That is a spring breeze that can eliminate everything.

Yue Xiaoxing closed his eyes, as if he had returned to the days in Tianhe Academy of Chen Guo, the morning dew and night stars, the severe cold and scorching heat, at that time, but everything was single-minded...

For, mother...but now...what is she for?
The tip of the wooden sword trembled slightly, but after a slight pause, it stabilized.

She still has it, friend.

It was a ray of spring breeze.

Urging flowers to spit out stamens, touching trees to produce buds, caressing the moon to form frost.

This ray of spring breeze once passed the Tiancheng Banquet in Zhaodu under the hands of Song Wanzhi, but now it is in the hands of Yue Xiaoxing.

That is, the sword technique of Dugu Sanren!

——Ren Pingsheng!

The second trick - Yiting Misty Rain Xinghua Han.

But none of the people on the field could see that, they only saw the girl's wooden sword touching Qin Shengxue's neck like that, and their Young Master Shengxue just fell on Qin Shengxue's neck without even making a move. Such a point.

The sword stops.

All wind and smoke are clean.

Yue Xiaoxing seemed to have reacted at this time, and then dropped the wooden sword to the ground with a "snap", then hurriedly picked it up, bent down and said in a hurry: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Qin Shengxue looked at the little girl in front of him, then smiled slightly: "Miss Yue Xiaoxing, I lost."

--I lost.

He said it so frankly, as if it was not a big deal for him to be in the top ten of the Qingyun list, losing to a little girl with blood.

And everyone came back in shock from the three words "I lost".

Yes, their Young Master Shengxue admitted defeat.

But everyone could see that the girl pressed the sword against Qin Shengxue's neck with one move, like spring wind turning into rain. If this wooden sword is a real sword and Yue Xiaoxing doesn't stop, then Now, what they saw would be Qin Shengxue's corpse.

Who's to say she didn't win?

People's shocked eyes fell on Yue Xiaoxing!

What, what kind of sword technique is this? !

Even the heads of the other eleven academies looked at each other in blank dismay. This kind of swordsmanship is so powerful even if it is used by a person without blood like Yue Xiaoxing. What if they use it? !
For a moment, their hearts were ups and downs, wishing to snatch Yue Xiaoxing away, and then try all means to get her to hand over her exercises.

But they didn't know that even if the sword technique of this sword was put in front of them, they would have no way to learn it.

In the past few days, Song Wanzhi taught Yue Xiaoxing with a tree branch because, among all the people, only Yue Xiaoxing could learn this trick.

Dugu Sanren's Ren Pingsheng swordsmanship has a total of eighteen moves, and each move must be brought in with a different state of mind, and the extreme of each state of mind of Dugu Sanren will turn the state of mind into a single move of swordsmanship, these eighteen moves of swordsmanship , It took a total of 50 years, which can almost be regarded as the painstaking efforts of Sanren's life.

Although Song Wanzhi already knew all the sword techniques, so far, she can only use six moves, but even with six moves, there are no more than ten people in the world who can use them.

And Yue Xiaoxing's sincere state of mind is just blended in it, he has no other distractions, and he is not trapped by the world, so he can use half of this trick, but even so, it is still shocking enough.

(End of this chapter)