Chapter 152 Martial Arts Competition
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In the martial arts training ground.
Meng Shaoxia and Jiang Feng practiced swordsmanship together.
Jiang Feng used the sword given by Meng Shaoxia.
Meng Shaoxia used a sword given by his grandmother. His grandmother was the best hunter in the world and had a sword named Duofu, which she gave to him.
The sword was sharp and very good, but the name was very stressful when held in the hand.
The so-called more children, more blessings.
Meng Shaoxia felt deeply the process of urging marriage + urging children.
Jiang Feng's sword was given by Meng Shaoxia.
He originally wanted to name it "The sword given by my good friend Shaoxia", but later felt that the name was too long and not easy to call, so he named it Wuxia.
He hoped that this sword would always be flawless with him.
Meng Shaoxia held Duofu.
Jiang Feng held Wuxia.
Meng Shaoxia was under a lot of pressure. At first, Brother Feng knocked his sword out of his hand with just a stick.
Now Brother Feng also has a sword.
The pressure is even greater.
But during this period of time, Meng Shaoxia experienced life and death. As soon as he returned to the capital, his family threw him into the military camp for training. He did not waste time and kept practicing martial arts.
He felt that he had made a qualitative leap forward. He was much
stronger than before.
He, Meng Shaoxia, was not the Shaoxia of the past.
"Brother Feng, you have to be careful. I have made rapid progress recently and I am no longer the same person as before." Meng Shaoxia kindly reminded.
After all, if he hurt Jiang Feng, he would hurt Xiao Yuer's brother, and his eldest brother-in-law.
He still remembered that his father had a duel with his mother's brother. Although he won, he was beaten by his mother when he got home. Fortunately, the golden medicine of the Meng family and the Zeng family was very good.
Sometimes you win and sometimes you lose.
Jiang Feng nodded.
"Brother Meng, since we last parted, I have been practicing sword according to the sword manual you gave me, regardless of the seasons. I have made great progress. You should also be careful."
After Jiang Feng said this, Meng Shaoxia felt even more guilty.
He didn't have any advanced sword manuals at that time. What he gave was not a sword manual, but the simplest training moves in the army.
Basically everyone knows it.
If Brother Feng really practiced according to that, wouldn't he have delayed him?
That move is something that even children can do. It is very easy to learn and is the foundation of the foundation.
Thinking of how Brother Feng practiced this basic move every day and actually practiced it as a martial arts secret book for so long, Meng Shaoxia felt more and more guilty.
He could only think on the bright side.
At least the living conditions of the Jiang family are much better than before.
Now there is a place dedicated to martial arts training.
As long as life gets better, it's good.
Having seen many people displaced, Meng Shaoxia is now more down-to-earth.
Living a life with enough food and warm clothes is already very good for the people. In fact, whether they are rebelling or doing something else, all they want is these.
In the afternoon.
The young man who impressed both of them a lot when they first met him picked up the sword in his hand again.
Fortunately, they don't need to fight to the death, and they still have the opportunity to compete in martial arts and practice swords.
Meng Shaoxia said my sword is faster.
Jiang Feng said my sword is more stable.
Jiang Yu stood at the side of the martial arts training ground and shouted to his brother to cheer up.
I don't know if it was Brother Meng or my own brother who was being called...
Jiang Mianmian was carried by her aunt to see the excitement.
Eunuch Duan also came over, holding a tray with tea and snacks for the young master.
When it was brought over,
I finally understood why I was so attentive. It was okay to be attentive in front of Yan Da's daughter-in-law, but why was he also attentive in front of this country aunt? It was as if he did it subconsciously because of her expression.
Tsk, I was born to serve others.
Jiang Mianmian saw the tray in front of her, stretched out her hand to take the cup, and took a sip of tea. She thanked him: "Thank you, little Eunuch Duan."
Eunuch Duan bent humbly: "It's my duty, it's my duty."
Then, like an attentive little bee,
he put the mat and small table over.
A small round cushion was also placed for Xiao Mianmian's butt.
Aunt Yin glanced at Eunuch Duan approvingly, and the young man walked wider.
Jiang Yu also sat down.
Eating chicken feet and watching the game.
Jiang Mianmian was looking forward to it. This was a real performance.
A real sword fight.
It was not a TV drama, it should be very interesting.
As a result, after sitting down, her butt moved and became comfortable.
The game was over.
There were no dazzling sword moves, no flying up, no flying into the air, and no back and forth.
"Clang!" With a sound, it was over.
It was too unwatchable.
Meng Shaoxia's sword was knocked out of his hand by Jiang Feng's sword again.
"Clang." With a sound, the sword hit the ground and bounced, making a second sound.
Meng Shaoxia looked at his hands and Duofu lying on the ground in disbelief.
Last time, his sword was knocked down by Brother Feng's stick because he was not prepared.
This time, he was very confident and had prepared for a long time.
People may not know whether their literary spirit has improved.
But they know how their martial arts have improved. After all, killing people in a battle is a real injury.
Meng Shaoxia felt that he could beat at least six times his year-old self today.
But he was still knocked out by Brother Feng's sword.
Jiang Feng was also surprised, thinking that it was all thanks to Brother Meng. The sword manual he gave him was so profound that the more he practiced, the stronger he became. At the beginning, he only used a few ordinary moves, but the more he practiced, the more profound they became. Each move had infinite possibilities.
Brother Meng is a true friend.
Now he is a true brother-in-law.
A family.
Meng Shaoxia looked incredulous. Here he comes again.
He was knocked down again. Here he comes
again.
He was knocked down.
Here he comes.
He fell.
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Meng Shaoxia sat on the stone steps with a look of despair on his face.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he actually wanted to cry.
He couldn't figure it out. He
really couldn't figure it out.
How could it be possible?
He had made such great progress, but he still lost.
Brother Feng was still using the most common sword moves that were sold everywhere. Brother Feng must have let him win by using those three ordinary moves.
Three moves back and forth.
He beat him so hard that he couldn't fight back.
Jiang Yu, who was just cheering for the team to come forward, rushed to the sidelines with great momentum.
He chased after his elder brother
and beat him up. "Brother, you actually bullied Brother Meng. It was not enough to hit him once, but you hit him several times." Jiang Yu ran after his elder brother with a chicken claw in his hand. Not only did he hit Jiang Feng on the head with the chicken claw, but he also picked up Duofu from the ground and beat Jiang Feng all over the field.
Meng Shaoxia was a little frustrated at first.
Then he was deeply moved.
Xiao Yuer liked him so much that she actually helped him get revenge. He was deeply moved and felt protected.
Xiao Yuer was much better than her mother. Her mother chased her father all over the field to beat him up to avenge her brother.
But then Jiang Yu chased Jiang Feng all over the court, leaving an afterimage. The brother and sister fought back and forth, Jiang Feng ran, dodged and fought, Jiang Yu chased and fought, evenly matched? ? ?
Meng Shaoxia was even more frustrated?
Why is it Fatty Four?
Jiang Feng must have given in to his sister.
On the court, Jiang Feng ran and shouted: "Jiang Xiaoyu, you are too much, you sneaked, you fight if you want to fight, it's wrong for you to pull my hair, you haven't married yet, but you turn your arm outward, Jiang Xiaoyu, stop it, Jiang Xiaoyu... I give up, ah ah ah, it hurts, I give up."
Meng Shaoxia looked at Xiaoyuer pressing Brother Feng with tears in his eyes, turned around and showed him a brilliant smile.
Meng Shaoxia wanted to laugh, but couldn't.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
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