Uncle Qiu was like a person who had entered into meditation, not moving at all, but made me feel like a mountain and a mountain, suddenly standing in front of me. An invisible and qualitative pressure came unconsciously, making my breath slightly breathing, as if it was pressing on my heart.

Just when I felt uncomfortable, Uncle Qiu's eyes opened suddenly. At this moment, I saw again that Uncle Qiu was as handsome as his knife, and his sharpness was revealed. Wherever his eyes went, they were like a pair of sharp blades, which made people avoid looking directly!

Uncle Qiu was like an old monk who entered the state of meditation the moment before, but at this moment he was like a swordsman!

My eyes were like stars, and the short knife I held had turned around in my palm at some point. With a gentle wave, the wind in the courtyard suddenly rose, blowing the plants and trembling my heart!

So awesome!

I couldn't help but secretly praised in my heart. In modern times, I liked to practice martial arts because I was a child, and I learned some basic skills. I knew some routines and modern martial arts such as Sanda Taekwondo, and I was also good at using nunchaku. I was not afraid of three or two people. Of course, Gao Laizi was an accident that day. I was too tired that day, but even if I was not tired, they were too many people, so I said it was far away.

I have learned some kung fu that I originally thought was good, and I have seen some demonstrations by everyone in my own eyes or on the computer, but there has never been a drill that makes people feel it straight into my heart.

At this moment, I really believe that the profound and profound Chinese martial arts theory is that no one can feel such a deep feeling between standing and moving.

The joy in my heart is from Ruotao and the huge waves in the sky: In this world, there is indeed a saying of true martial arts!

Uncle Qiu seemed to be reborn at this moment, and his spirit seemed to be the legendary master. As his wrist trembled, a ball of light suddenly burst out from the short knife. I was almost suspected to be an illusion.

If I hadn't had my extraordinary eyesight now, I would have never seen that he had just trembled his wrist and had already cut out three swords. And each sword had many changes when it came in and out, and it was like a sword flower, which was very beautiful.

As soon as Uncle Qiu moved, it was like a river rolling, huge waves were coming, and the ground was swept by wild sand, the knife was like a star, like a wave, like a sandstorm, and one knife made two swords in succession, three swords followed closely, and the knife was connected, and the moves were intertwined...

Seeing Uncle Qiu turn with the knife, the knife comes out with him, as fast as lightning, as fast as lightning.

I was deeply afraid of missing this flash of moment in my heart. I was anxious and suddenly felt a breath that seemed to be invisible in my body rushed straight into my eyes, and my eyes suddenly tightened at this moment, and suddenly the feeling of gambling cards in the dormitory reappeared again.

Uncle Qiu, who was originally as fast as lightning, suddenly felt like a slowing effect was added to the movie. Every wave of his hand and every knife was slowly spreading in front of me. His body movement, footsteps, hand shapes, knife shapes, angles and various details were fully displayed in my eyes, and the movements that caught my eyes were deeply imprinted in my mind at the same time.

Immediately, every sword that Uncle Qiu, as fast as the wind and thunder, slowed down countless times after it entered my eyes, and was clearly and accurately engraved in my mind.

I know this is not Uncle Qiu slowing down, because some of his actions that he takes off into the air cannot slowly tumbling in the air, which is not allowed by gravity in the center of gravity.

It’s not that Uncle Qiu is deliberately slowing down, that’s it,

My eyes and brain power are moving rapidly, absorbing, and learning.

In this way, Uncle Qiu is fast, but when I get into my mind, I get slower. When Uncle Qiu finishes his sword skills with rare sword techniques in the world, Erlang and Sanlang are cheering and rushing to hug Uncle Qiu and shout, but I close my eyes and play them again in my mind.

Once, twice...

There are twenty-one places left in the first time, and in the second time, there are only fifteen places left in the second time, and when the third time, there are only six places left in the third time, and I only have two places left in the broken joints.

I suddenly opened my eyes, and Uncle Qiu asked his two sons, "Did you ever understand the sword skills that my father practices?"

Erlang and Saburo shook their heads and said, "Ada, I didn't see clearly, but I felt a ball of light flashing, which looked very beautiful."

Uncle Qiu secretly felt regret in his heart, and patted his two sons' heads with a smile. Then he looked at me, and when he saw me open his eyes, he asked nervously: "Brother Yong can see clearly?"

I thought for a while and said, "There are still two things that cannot be understood. Can Uncle Qiu practice it again?"

"Ah, there are only two things that don't work? Brother Yong, don't lie to me. If you don't understand, I might as well practice it a few more times. As long as you want to learn, I can teach you every day in the future. Don't be proud and complacent." Uncle Qiu said with dissatisfaction.

I smiled and said, "Uncle Qiu, please practice it again."

Uncle Qiu didn't ask me any more questions, and asked Erlang Sanlang to return to the house and played again.

This time, it became different in my eyes. Fortunately, Uncle Qiu's sword technique was a little slower, and he was almost extremely slow in the wielding process. So slow that he had not finished his last move, I thought of the next move. In the second half, it developed into the situation where he finished his last move, and I thought of the next three or five moves.

This time, when Uncle Qiu stopped his momentum again, I slowly let it go in my mind again. This time, at the beginning of the slow momentum, I could see through the two uncle Qiu's sword skills. After waiting for the third time, a little man suddenly popped up in my mind, holding a short knife, just like Uncle Qiu's figure, waving it with one move and one move.

When I slowly put it to the fourth time, the villain was more skillful than the previous time, and there was a flash of sword light.

When I put it again, the villain's sword technique was already 700 to 80% similar to Uncle Qiu, with the sword light as lightning, like wind and lightning!

After thinking about it, I put it again in my mind. The villain was as good as Uncle Qiu. His sword light was like a ball, and his light flashed like lightning. As he flickered, he was moving, flowing, without any dismay.

After I finished putting this one out, I suddenly opened my eyes, walked in the yard, and said to Uncle Qiu, "Uncle, can I borrow a knife and try it?"

"Ah?" Uncle Qiu screamed in surprise.

I smiled and said, "Uncle, I want to practice and let you see where there is something wrong so that you can give me some advice."

"Uh, this, okay, Brother Yong, this knife is heavy and extremely sharp, you have to use it carefully." Uncle Qiu was extremely worried that I would practice like this, but he was embarrassed to save me, so he finally handed the knife to me.

As soon as I started the knife, I felt my hand sinking and fell directly onto the ground with my arm. Inadvertently, the knife had reached more than half a foot of the ground.

I was secretly shocked! Why is it so heavy!

Because the knife looks not very long, only about two feet, but it is heavy and tight. I thought it weighs only a few pounds, but I didn't expect that now I feel that it weighs thirty or forty pounds, maybe even heavier!

I couldn't help but regret and looked awkward. I was wondering if I should change to a knife and practice again. Just as I thought about this, a breath suddenly rose from my dantian and entered my right arm directly. I suddenly felt that the knife in my hand was much lighter, as if it had turned into about ten kilograms.

Could this knife also helps people to lose weight automatically? But thinking about it doesn't.

Could it be that aura? But where did I come from that aura?

Uncle Qiu saw that my face was gloomy and calm, and smiled and said, "Brother Yong, don't show off. This knife seems not long, but it weighs 69 pounds. Most people can't move it. You can practice it slowly. I have a set of exercises that can teach you how to grow strength."

I smiled and said, "That's even better, but I feel that the knife has become lighter now, so I'll try it first."

After saying that, his arm suddenly shook, and suddenly he felt that the knife had been lighter a few pounds. This time he waved it again, it should not be a big problem.

I didn't see Uncle Qiu's expression changing suddenly at this moment, as if I couldn't believe it.

I took a few steps back, distanced myself from Uncle Qiu, and said, "Uncle Qiu, I just watched your drill twice. Now I will try it. If you don't have any, please give me some advice."

Uncle Qiu didn't say anything without comment, but just silently took a few more steps back.

I took a deep breath, put the knife into my hands, closed my eyes, and meditated on Uncle Qiu's sword technique in my heart, then suddenly opened my eyes, and then shook my arms.

The knife in his hand was like a mad python coming out of the hole, snatching it out. Before the second sword had already been released, the sword light flashed instantly when he swung the knife.

At this moment, I was focused on my heart, and there was a knife in my heart. The knife was in my hand, and I shook the knife out. People followed the knife. When the wind was right in the courtyard, I was walking like a wind, flying gracefully, the knife flashed like a flower, and the light flashed...

While I was practicing swords, I felt that the villain in my mind was also practicing sword techniques in parallel with me. I walked away, I jumped, and the sword came out...

Before I knew it, I suddenly stopped and had finished practicing sword skills.

When I put my knife in my eyes, I saw Uncle Qiu standing there, like a puppet.

I asked, "Uncle Qiu, where is there anything wrong with my practice? Please correct me. Uncle Qiu? Uncle Qiu?"

Seeing that Uncle Qiu was as if he was calmed down, I couldn't help but step forward and pulled Uncle Qiu.

Uncle Qiu suddenly woke up, suddenly turned sharp, and stepped forward to grab my hand and said, "What a brave war, he actually has unique skills, but he came to deceive me. What's your intention?"

I was suddenly shocked and said, "Uncle Qiu, why are you? I don't understand what you mean?"

Uncle Qiu stared at me, looked at my slightly in a hurry, and finally sighed: "Zhan Yong, I don't know whether you are true or not. I just hope that every sentence you say today is true. If you really deceive me, alas, I admit it. If you don't say much, you, go."

I was confused in my heart, not knowing how to explain, and I didn't know where the mistake was. But seeing Uncle Qiu's face was cold, I couldn't say anything more at this time, so I had to quietly put the knife on the ground and take off the armor on my body. I think since Uncle Qiu's attitude is to me, the armor on my body will naturally be unstoppable.

I picked up my clothes in my heart and walked slowly towards the gate.

When I arrived at the door, I suddenly thought of something and turned around and said, "Uncle Qiu, I don't know what you mean. I only know that I didn't lie to you. No matter what, Erlang Sanlang will always be my younger brother. As long as I am alive, I will always take good care of them. If I break this promise, I will thunder the sky!"

After saying this, I didn't look back and left directly.

On the way back, I couldn't help but feel extremely upset?

Is he too proud? Or what? Why did Uncle Qiu feel unhappy? Why did he turn against him?

I returned home in a depressed mood. Xiao Shenyan asked me to have dinner and I was in a state of silence.

I have always been unable to understand why Uncle Qiu is so fickle? Could it be that he was playing with me? But I don’t think so.

But what was wrong with me?

I wanted to talk to Lan Ge'er, but I felt that Uncle Qiu's affairs were not easy to talk to the third person, so I didn't say more.

I remembered that I might encounter danger tomorrow, so I hurriedly put away the nunchakus that I had prepared long ago. I also thought about whether I should wear it thicker, what if I stab someone in the back twice?

But you can’t wear a cotton jacket on such a hot day. But let alone, it will definitely be better to wear a cotton jacket.

It really doesn't work. Wear silk on the outside and cotton jacket on the inside. No matter whether it looks good or not, it should be safe first.

Just as I was about to simmer my clothes, I heard the knock on the door and a familiar fragrance came.

I said, "Brother Lan is not asleep yet. Come in."

It was indeed Lan Ge'er outside the door.

Lan Ge'er said in surprise: "I used the small stone to knock on the door, how did you still know it was me?"
Chapter completed!