Xuanhuan: I am the bad luck villain

Early in the morning, Qin Yu had just woken up when he vaguely heard some chaotic sounds.

This made Qin Yu feel very astonished. He was able to pass through the special soundproof room and transmit the sound in.

What a mess it is outside!Or how loud the noise is!

After quickly getting dressed, Qin Yu quietly opened the door.

As a result, the door was slammed shut by a deafening bang in the next second.

Leaning against the door and covering his ears, Qin Yu looked like he had seen a ghost.

After being in a daze for a long time, he finally came back to his senses, turned around and opened the door again.

As a result, as the wooden door opened, deafening roars poured into the room on the spot.

In today's courtyard, several large-scale equipment have been placed.

A figure was standing in front of the blacksmithing platform, his coat had been taken off, only a white cloth was wrapped around his chest, and the hammer in his hand was beating heavily on the red-hot sword in his hand.

The dull impact after another came from under the hammer, and it was creepy to hear.

The coal stove next to it, which has been burned to the extreme, exudes soaring heat.

anvil!Iron furnace!Quenching bucket!

All kinds of equipment that ordinary people would never use have been completely activated at this time.

Zhao Mengya beat the red-hot weapon again and again, gradually shaping it into the shape she wanted.

The scattered sparks splashed with the hammer, and some of them bounced directly to Zhao Mengya's body, making a crackling sound.

Walking cautiously to Zhao Mengya's side, Qin Yu grinned in fright as he watched her concentrate on hammering the iron sword.

"You brought back so many weapons yesterday just to practice blacksmithing?"

Qin Yu's words caused Zhao Mengya to pause, and turned to glance at him.

Then he turned his head and continued to jingle and knock non-stop.

After all, strike while the iron is hot, if you don't quickly shape the iron sword, when the temperature of the iron sword cools down, you will have nowhere to display even if you have a thousand strength.

Dozens of consecutive hammerings smashed the iron sword flat.

Zhao Mengya picked up the iron sword and looked at the shape along the spine of the sword.

After confirming that there is no bending, he nodded in satisfaction, put down his weapon and prepared to start cutting the edge, intending to continue to lighten the blade.

While taking out the whetstone, Zhao Mengya spoke in a cold voice.

"The quality of these swords is not bad, but it's a pity that they are too heavy and heavy. They are only suitable for fighting on the battlefield, not for sneak attacks. I am a fast swordsman. I have to modify it to use it smoothly."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Mengya also grabbed the remodeled sword beside her and threw it to Qin Yu casually.

Qin Yu subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it, and with a light wave, a look of astonishment immediately appeared on his face.

This iron sword, which was originally capable of both offense and defense, was of appropriate weight, but now it has been modified by Zhao Mengya, and it has become extremely light.

When you wave it as if there is nothing in your hand, it is called a smooth hand.

only…………

Stretching out his hand to rub against the sword, he looked at the sharpened blade and the thin spine.

Qin Yu frowned.

The speed of this sword is fast enough, but its toughness and strength are completely sacrificed.

If you really fight with someone with a sword, I'm afraid the sword will destroy you and die within a few dozen moves.

Even if it was lucky that it didn't break after the battle, a gap would inevitably be left on the sword during the duel. If the gap was too large, the sword would basically be considered useless.

No wonder this woman prepares so many weapons, and after a long time, she has to change weapons every time she fights!

Holding the sword and walking to the courtyard, Qin Yu took a deep breath.

The next moment, a red light appeared in his eyes, and wisps of blood revolved around the edge of the sword.

prick!pick!hack!tease!A touch of scarlet danced around Qin Yu quickly, forming a set of bright sword wheels directly beside him.

In the flickering sword light, the surrounding rockery wreckage, trees and walls are worth mentioning.

Anyone touched by the sword energy will inevitably leave a deep cut mark on the top.

With the last move of swirling the sword, Qin Yu put the sword back into its sheath in an instant.

And in all directions of him, densely packed sword qi incisions spread all over the courtyard, like spider webs.

Zhao Mengya, who was forging iron in the distance, had stopped at this moment, and was looking at this side with her mouth open, her eyes were shocked.

Qin Yu's set of sword moves just now is not amazing, but its power is absolutely terrifying enough.

The most important thing is that this is obviously also a trick of fast sword style, and the unique combat method of using qi to control blood fully makes up for the shortcomings of the blade's lack of hardness and power.

With a gleam in his eyes, Zhao Mengya suddenly spoke while holding a hammer.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Hearing this, Qin Yu turned his back to Zhao Mengya and raised his head proudly.

"Humph! No comment!"

"No comment? What the hell kind of name is this? Is it a secret of the Qin family?"

"No! This young master taught himself!"

"Oh, then can you teach it to me? This set of swordsmanship seems to be very good at killing people."

"what?"

Turning his head in shock, Qin Yu stared at Zhao Mengya with rounded eyes, and found that the woman's expression was very calm.

"We have no relatives and no reason, do you think I will teach you my proud swordsmanship?"

"I can sleep in."

"That's even more impossible!"

"Tch, cheapskate, be careful to die and lose it someday."

"Hey you!"

Zhao Mengya's murmur instantly aroused Qin Yu's fury.

Before he could open his mouth to speak, the intensive sound of hammering irons sounded again.

This made Qin Yu choke so hard that his expression turned livid, and he felt worse than eating a fly.

Of course, it was impossible for Qin Yu to teach Zhao Mengya the sword technique just now.

Because that is the Qin Huang's unique skill!Spirit-slaying swordsmanship!

It's nothing to take it out alone, but once it is combined with Qinhuang's Immortal Art, the power will increase geometrically.

Don't look at Qin Yu at this time has not yet broken through innate, but with these two martial arts, Qin Yu is not afraid of innate masters at all.

Just because he's not afraid doesn't mean he has to risk his life with the other party.

After all, he is the fourth young master of the Qin family, how could he play with others casually.

The little brothers are responsible for the life-threatening matters.

For example, look at his father, Qin Shou, who is the most powerful in Tianlong City. Except for a few shots, who has he fought against?

To be the boss, you have to have the posture of being the boss. If you disagree with others, you will go up and fight with others. That is not called a boss, but a thug.

The original manuscript of this set of Tuling swordsmanship had long been destroyed by Qin Yu with ink, and it became incomplete, making it impossible to practice at all.

The full version only has Qin Yu and Qin Shouhui.

It's just a female killer from outside, and it is absolutely impossible for Qin Yu to teach it to her.

Just when Qin Yu put back the sword, Zhao Mengya, who was concentrating on blacksmithing, suddenly spoke again.

Instead of continuing to try to learn swordsmanship, she turned her head and glanced at Qin Yu.

"Want to learn blacksmithing?"

"What? Blacksmithing?"

"Yes, learn a craft, and help me out by the way."

"Are you kidding me! I am the fourth son of the Qin family! One person is above ten thousand! The entire Tianlong City is walking sideways! You let me do such dirty work as blacksmithing? Or I will be your apprentice? Do you think it is possible? !"

Qin Yu's righteous words made Zhao Mengya turn her head and look at him expressionlessly.

"Then do you study?"

"Don't learn! Kill me and don't learn!"