The invincible sword fairy of the beautiful president

Chapter 6

Ye Tian also knows a thing or two about Tai Chi sword, it is indeed effective in strengthening the body, but it is just that it is too much to treat internal injuries.

Standing by the window, watching the old man slowly waving the wooden sword in his hand in the open space outside the house, Ye Tian shook his head.

He also studied Taiji swordsmanship in the early years, but now, this Taiji swordsmanship has been changed beyond recognition, and the effect of strengthening the body is not as remarkable as the Taiji swordsmanship that Ye Tian studied at first.

"Hey! What are you shaking your head for?!"

In the distance, the girl seemed to have noticed Ye Tian's small movements, and walked over with a bad expression.

The girl has a beautiful face that is not inferior to Tang Yanran's. Her fair skin is like suet cream. She is wearing a white down jacket on her upper body and a pair of light blue jeans on her lower body. She walks around with a ponytail. She was swaying behind her at that time, she should have been youthful and beautiful, but at this moment the girl's complexion was not good-looking.

"Is my grandfather practicing sword here hindering you? Why are you shaking your head? Are you looking down on my grandfather?" Michelle Yeoh had already noticed Ye Tian when he walked to the window.

This kid looks honest, but after seeing his grandfather practice sword, there is regret in his eyes!

Michelle Yeoh's parents have been busy since she was a child. It can be said that her grandfather Yang Shaofeng brought him up single-handedly. On weekdays, the worst thing she sees is when someone speaks ill of her grandfather!
But this kid is good, he didn't say anything bad, but the regret in his eyes seemed to say that there was a big problem with his grandfather's swordsmanship!
Compared with those who speak ill, Michelle Yeoh thinks Ye Tian is even more hateful!
"..."

Ye Tian didn't speak, he watched Michelle Yeoh walk to the window sill in a daze, the two looked at each other, Ye Tian smiled helplessly, turned and left the window sill.

After listening to Yang Shaofeng's words just now, Ye Tian still has some good feelings for him. He originally planned to give him some pointers after watching his set of swordsmanship, but now it seems that there is no need for this.

"Hey! Why are you going! Come here! I'm asking you something!"

"Ziqiong! Don't be rude!" Yang Shaofeng's slightly angry voice came from a distance.

"Grandpa! You don't know! He just shook his head and sighed while watching you practicing sword!" Michelle Yeoh stomped her feet angrily. It was originally Ye Tian's fault, but now grandpa blamed herself, which made her feel sorry for Ye Tian. God hates it even more.

"It's their business to shake their heads and sigh! Come back!"

Yang Shaofeng didn't care about that, he knew that his granddaughter had been spoiled by him since she was a child, and Michelle Yeoh wanted to buy this piece of land as a villa area, so he naturally thought that his granddaughter was deliberately asking for trouble.

"But……"

"Come back! Don't disturb people's rest! It was us who disturbed them!" Yang Shaofeng shouted.

"Yes……"

Seeing that her grandfather was angry, Michelle Yeoh immediately went back obediently. When she left, she gave Ye Tian a hard look at the private house where Ye Tian lived, in order to vent her grievances.

Seeing his granddaughter retreating, Yang Shaofeng was about to give a lecture, when a figure quickly ran over from the mountain path.

"Old Yang!" It was a middle-aged man in his 40s who came, wearing a black and white Taoist robe, and respectfully bowed to Yang Shaofeng.

"Master Zhang is here? It just so happens that I still have something I don't understand about Tai Chi sword and I want to ask you for advice." When Yang Shaofeng saw that it was Wudang Zhang Wenyuan who taught him how to practice Tai Chi sword, a smile appeared on his face immediately.

"Hehe, I don't dare to ask for advice. Mr. Yang, your Taiji swordsmanship has been perfected, and I can't see anything wrong with it." Zhang Wenyuan shook his head and smiled.

"Old Yang, last time you asked us to guide the soldiers to practice Tai Chi sword, my master agreed. This time I came here to talk to you about it."

"Oh? Master Wang actually agreed? This is a good thing!" Yang Shaofeng was overjoyed. He had already thought about this matter since he practiced Taiji swordsmanship. It was just because the head of Wudang did not agree with this matter. Not discussed in detail.

"Master, the old man has a lot of things to do every day, and we have been unable to find any manpower before Wudang, so we delayed this matter." Zhang Wenyuan smiled, "Actually, with your current swordsmanship attainments, Mr. Yang, you can already reach Go to guide the soldiers to practice."

"Hehe, Master Zhang is really good at joking, how can I guide the soldiers to practice." Yang Shaofeng laughed.

"Old Yang, you are too modest. There is absolutely no problem with your current swordsmanship teaching people. Although you still lack sword intent, your movements are already very standard." Zhang Wenyuan laughed.

"How about... let's practice together again?"

Yang Shaofeng was somewhat concerned about Michelle Yeoh's anger just now, and he also knew that he used to be in a high position, and people around him would inevitably say something against his will because of his former status.

Zhang Wenyuan happened to be here at this moment, and he also planned to let Zhang Wenyuan see how he was doing with his Tai Chi swordsmanship recently.

"That's fine, let's practice first." Naturally, Zhang Wenyuan would not reject Yang Shaofeng's proposal.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and just as they wanted to hold hands, the door of the private house was slowly opened, and Ye Tian walked out of the room slowly.

"Do you want to continue to mislead your son?"

Ye Tian looked at Zhang Wenyuan indifferently.

"How do you talk?!"

Michelle Yeoh was originally dissatisfied with Ye Tianxin, her grandfather practiced sword here, and it didn't hinder Ye Tian, ​​but Ye Tian watched his grandfather practice sword and shook his head again and again, looking superior.

Nowadays, Master Zhang Wenyuan rarely comes here when he is free, just to be able to teach her grandfather's swordsmanship for a while, but this kid came out again at this time, why should Michelle Yeoh be angry?

"I'm just stating the truth."

Ye Tian shook his head, casually grabbed a wooden stick by the door, and before everyone could speak, his figure was already dancing.

"This……"

Yang Shaofeng smiled wryly. At first he suspected that his granddaughter was looking for other people's troubles, but now that he heard Ye Tian's words, he somewhat understood why his granddaughter was so angry.

Even Yang Shaofeng couldn't help being a little angry at the moment, this brat was humiliating his master who taught him Taiji swordsmanship in front of his face!
"Master Zhang..."

Just about to explain, Yang Shaofeng looked sideways, but found that Zhang Wenyuan's expression was a little strange.

At this moment, Zhang Wenyuan looked at Ye Tian who was dancing on the open space in front of the house with a wooden stick in his hand, with an almost dull expression. His cloudy eyes had become moist at some point.

Seeing this, Yang Shaofeng also looked in the direction where Ye Tian was.

But when he saw this, he was immediately stunned on the spot.

Ye Tian's figure disappeared...

"how……"

Before he could ask the doubts in his heart, Ye Tian's figure appeared in his sight again, still waving the wooden stick in his hand.

"What's going on here?"

Yang Shaofeng stared blankly at Ye Tian who was still waving the wooden stick in the distance.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wenyuan next to him suddenly knelt on the ground with a plop, tears welling up in his eyes, "Master Patriarch..."

(End of this chapter)