klisemfg Chapter 479: One enemy
Chapter 479: One enemy
"Ji Zi, Uncle Yang, Pam: It's nice to see you in person. Everything is fine in Luofu. Please rest assured. Did your trip go well?
Recently, due to some coincidences, I became the disciple of two Cloud Rider Swordsmen.
He followed them to learn swordsmanship, and vowed to make a splash at the martial arts ceremony.
One of them is the little brother Yanqing whom we met before.
The other one is Yunli, the granddaughter of General Huaiyan of Zhu Ming. We also met once in Pinoconi.
The two masters were very strict, which made me deeply feel the difficulty of practicing swordsmanship.
Master Yanqing asked me to use a light sword so that I could perform the Cloud Riding sword technique flexibly and variably.
Master Yunli told me that using great strength can create miracles, and that skill is the real truth.
Xing suddenly had an idea and said that I could use the dagger to fight, or throw out the dagger and draw out the big sword to fight the enemy with force, but I was unanimously opposed by the masters.
I wanted to drag Xing into the water as well, but she refused, mumbling that the baseball bat was already an invincible road, so there was no need to borrow someone else's sword.
I wanted to pull Danheng in again, but this time it was Master Yanqing's turn to refuse.
I wanted to ask Jiang Fan for help, but I couldn't find him anywhere, so I had to give up.
Despite this, I never backed down because of the hardships.
In just a few weeks, my sword skills improved by leaps and bounds.
Both masters praised me as a rare swordsmanship genius in the world. They rushed to teach me using their own methods and advised me to give up the bow and take up the sword.
Now, under the careful teaching of my two masters, I have made some progress in swordsmanship.
When I get back to the train, I will definitely show you my skills and make you look at me with admiration!
March 7th, looking forward to your reply.
ps: The tonic soup made by Cocolia and Shiluwa always feels weird, drink less! Drink less! "
It was 11 o'clock in the evening. After writing the letter, Sanyueqi went back to check it to make sure there were no omissions.
She writes an email to the train every week before going to bed.
Although Ji Zi and Uncle Yang are busy with train business, they always reply as soon as they receive an email.
The letter listed all the trivial matters, big and small, and sometimes even knew what they ate on March 7th. It seemed that they were living a peaceful life in the Luofu Fairy Boat day after day.
At first, Xing scoffed at it. She felt that with the advancement of technology, handwritten letters were no longer as convenient as sending text messages on a mobile phone.
March 7th tried his best to explain to Xing the benefits of handwritten letters.
For example, it was about intention, honing sword skills, and training one's state of mind. In short, he talked about a lot of things.
Xing touched his chin, half believing and half doubting, but when he happened to go to Shen Ce Mansion to play chess with Jing Yuan, he happened to see Jing Yuan also writing a letter, and he couldn't help but respect him.
When I got back to the hotel, I started writing a letter, but it was just to myself.
“On June 6, I drank a cup of milk tea, it was not tasty, so I gave it a bad review.
On June 6th, I saw that March practiced sword skills for a whole day, but he was not as good as me.
On June 6th, I saw March practicing sword for another day, and I had to practice more.
June 6,
June 6nd, also slightly..."
……
At the same time, in Luofu Fairy Boat and the deep alleys of Yujiemen, it was cloudy and rainy.
Ao Shuang led a team of cloud knights and walked a long way in the deep alley, then suddenly stopped.
She heard the sound of hurried running coming from the front, carrying murderous intent.
She frowned slightly, and the Cloud Knights were confused, but they still took a step forward to cover her.
"We were ambushed, and by our own family, the Chiming clan." Ao Shuang said coldly.
The surrounding Cloud Knights suddenly raised their heads and looked around, only to discover that more than a dozen Buli people had walked out of the alley opposite.
The leader was a burly fox man wearing heavy black armor.
A wisp of gray hair fluttered in front of his forehead, his eyes were cold under his thick eyebrows, and his black flag was rustling in the night wind.
Behind him, a dozen Bu Li people had murderous intent in their eyes and were ready to make a move.
"Ao Shuang, the Dragon Lord of the Yaoqing Chiming Clan, is rumored to have three heads and six arms, a green face and fangs. But now, she seems to be nothing special." The leading fox man raised the heavy black iron spear in his hand and spoke in a low and cold voice. The Yin Bu Li Ren emblem on the collar of his large banner reflected a faint silver light.
"They are just a few stray dogs, yet they dare to speak nonsense before they die. They are so brave. But they don't know that the silver spear in my hand was stained with the blood of your three aunts and eight uncles." Ao Shuang said lightly.
"Five against sixteen, you still can't gain any advantage." The accompanying Chiming tribe's Yunqi smiled and slowly drew out his long sword.
He held his sword horizontally and took a step forward. His huge figure almost blocked half of the alley.
"I know that the Cloud Riders of the Chiming Clan are good at fighting ten people at once." The leading fox man knocked on the blue bricks on the ground with the spear in his hand. The rhythmic sound spread farther and farther in the quiet alley.
A group of Bu Li people wearing shoulder armor suddenly emerged from the alleys of the residential houses that had been moved and abandoned.
Like a pack of wolves appearing quietly in the night, their bloodthirsty and cold eyes stared coldly at Yunqi who was trapped in the alley.
They surrounded a group of cloud riders in silver clothes and armor with a fierce look on their faces. They stood quietly in the rain, with their long swords and hunting claws shining like snow. It seemed that they had been waiting in the rainy night for a long time.
"The Cangya hunting group and the White Wolf hunting group are really like rotten fish looking for rotten shrimps. They sneaked into Luofu, probably for a prisoner." Ao Shuang raised his silver spear lightly, "My men need to fight one hundred at a time. You are not enough."
"That's nice, but we don't have 500 people here." The fox man who led the White Wolf Hunting Pack smiled faintly, and slowly and powerfully swung the heavy black iron spear in his right hand, with the tip of the spear pointing at Ao Shuang's forehead, "The candidate for the leader of the White Wolf Hunting Pack is Anggu."
"kill!"
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Yesterday's chapter was reviewed. I didn't see it until the daytime, so I had to revise and rewrite it.