[Comprehensive martial arts] My little fairy

When Wangyou heard him mention Leng Xue's injury, he snorted softly, expressing his dissatisfaction with Leng Xue's attitude of not allowing any further treatment.Then he put down the tea cup in his hand and said solemnly: "I think you are a good person, so I will tell you. I think I should be a human being, but I was seriously injured before, and then I forgot some things. I slept for a long time because of the internal force to heal my injuries." "The back is straight, and there is a sense of pride: "My internal energy is called the life of all things, and the life is endless. It can be used for healing and healing. The only difference is that the healing of external injuries is faster, and the internal injuries are weaker and slower."

Mr. Zhuge's eyes were shining brightly, Wangyou raised his chin slightly, like a proud peacock, and continued: "All things are invincible when they are reversed. In the words of Xiaolang, I am a master." Satisfied , four words are almost written on the face.

Mr. Zhuge looked at Leng Xue: "How good is Miss Wangyou's martial arts?"

Think back in cold blood: "I said it when I was a child, but now..."

Wangyou blinked her eyes: "Didn't I say that everything is invincible?" He thought for a while again, "Martial arts...you just hit me up, and you'll know after you hit me."

Even though he knew that the little girl in front of him had taught the cold-blooded sword technique, she was still quite mysterious and powerful, so her martial arts should not be weak.But as a master of martial arts, how can he fight against a little girl who speaks childish words.

And Wangyou has already stood up and flexed his wrist.Seeing Mr. Zhuge not moving, he turned his head to look at Leng Xue: "Isn't what I said clear?"

Cold-blooded thought to himself, no wonder this ignorant person can play with his childhood self. "It's very clear, but Uncle Shi is not good at fighting with you, so let me do it."

Wangyou didn't care: "Okay, do you still like swords that much?"

Leng Xue never left his sheathless sword: "I have always liked it."

Wangyou nodded: "Then give me a sword too, don't worry, I won't hurt you."

It's kind of funny no matter how you look at it.

In the end, Mr. Zhuge asked someone to bring two wooden swords, with a small knife attached, and he made up his mind to cut a hole in a while to see Wangyou's healing technique with his own eyes.

Wangyou took the wooden sword and drew a sword flower, and said with a smile on his face, "If you can't beat me, you still have to call me sister." Leng Xue didn't expect her to say such a sentence, he froze for a moment, and made a flat sword strike Stab Wangyou's right arm.Wangyou made a mistake to the left, "Do you want to try a little bit, you can't even stab that green-haired wild duck."

For Wangyou, Leng Xue was a little wolf who lived in the woods a few days ago.

For cold-blooded, it is ten years.Now Leng Xue is a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, tall and handsome, with a great reputation in the martial arts world.Leng Xue, who is seventeen or eighteen years old, whenever he sees a girl, wants to walk with his heavy head lifted. Zhui Ming once laughed at him. When Leng Xue sees a girl, if he sees a girl, Leng Xue can't find her In other words, if you are an enemy, you can't fight desperately if you are cold-blooded.It's like an elephant meets a mouse and meets its nemesis.

Mr. Zhuge is a bit regretful that Zhui Ming is not here, otherwise he should really let him take a look, cold-bloodedly smiled at Wang You, the smile almost made his whole body shine.

After Wangyou flashed the first sword, the cold-blooded stab changed into a sweep, and the sword was several times fiercer than before: "Is the green-feathered duck delicious?"

"It's not even baked! It would be delicious if it was wrapped in mud and baked like I said."

After questioning and answering, Wangyou took four steps back, dodging the cold-blooded eleven swords.Every sword is an inch away from Wangyou's clothes.

The cold blood stopped, and the smile on his face was so warm that he didn't look like cold blood at all. "There is a shop outside Suzaku Gate that makes delicious roasted duck. I'll take you there later."

Wangyou kept smiling: "Okay."

When she agreed, Leng Xue stopped laughing, and stared at Wangyou's throat with the wooden sword in his hand.Spicy and ruthless, as fast as lightning, this is the cold-blooded sword.The atrium, the middle of the sandalwood, the throat, the center of the eyebrows, the sword stabs are all fatal places, no matter whether you dodge left and right or jump up and squat, you can't dodge it. The spirit snake will never stop until it bites the target.The sword is fast, Wangyou is even faster, cold blood felt for the first time that the target he was staring at was like a flower in the moon water in the mirror, it was clearly close in front of his eyes, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch it.

Under the rush, he didn't even have time to take a breath, his blood stopped to pant, his eyes were bright like two slightly green stars.

Wangyou was still grinning: "Can it be faster?"

Cold-blooded breathing unsteadily: "If you try your best, you can probably do it."

Wangyou shook his head, and the wooden sword in his hand shook once and for all: "I wanted to take you with me, but your sword doesn't have sword skills. You are a sword for killing people. When necessary, you can exchange your wounds for opponents." Life. Does your master not care about your style of play?"

Mr. Zhuge, who was sitting and drinking tea, had already stood up when they were officially fighting. He listened to Wangyou's question and pondered for a moment: "That is his sword, and it is also his way." Wangyou asked a little inexplicably, but Zhuge But the husband understood what she meant: "So my Shenhou Mansion has a lot of good wound medicine."

Wangyou grinned and inhaled, stroked his arm and sighed: "It hurts so much."

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After a cup of tea, Wangyou poked the ground in the Martial Arts Field of Shenhou Mansion with the wooden sword in his hand.Just her.Mr. Zhuge had seen her fight against Leng Xue, and solemnly expressed that he would fight him.Therefore, everyone in Shenhou's mansion should not approach the martial arts field for half a step.Mr. Zhuge went to get his weapon, and coldly went to the old building to ask his only second senior brother Tie Shou who was in the capital to come with him.

The boring time was not long, Mr. Zhuge took a spear/gun, and Leng Xue also brought a gentle man over.Tie Shou saluted Wang You with a respectful expression.Obviously cold blood said something to him.Looking at the three people in front of him, Wangyou was suddenly a little unhappy, and after returning the gift, he backed away a little, staying away from these big men.

Yuan Yuan was not happy, so he went to tease the cold-blooded: "Little wolf, you can't beat me, call me sister."

Cold-bloodedly turned his head: "You said it yourself, and I didn't agree." He laughed again, "The promise is based on my size, I am much better than you now." Taking a step forward, he moved his hand from the top of Wangyou's head to his chest "Not yet Change your name to Big Brother."

Wangyou's figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared next to the weapon rack in the martial arts arena: "Mr. Zhuge uses a gun, right? What should I use?"

Leng Xue just smiled, Mr. Zhuge couldn't help laughing, and covered his mouth with his iron hand and coughed.Wangyou took a knife and pulled out one knife after another.

Fighting still has to be fought. After Mr. Zhuge stood still in the martial arts arena, the aura of the great master gradually unfolded.Wangyou also stood still, quietly feeling the aura.At this time, no one cared that Wangyou was a young and beautiful girl.The momentum became stronger and stronger, so strong that the iron hand clenched his fist, and the sword was cold-blooded.

Mr. Zhuge, who was in the middle of the field, climbed to the top of his momentum, and the long/spear made a long sound, without any temptation, the shot was thunderous.Different from the contest with Leng-Blood, Wangyou didn't dodge or dodge, the knife in his hand went straight up, and the tip of the knife actually held the tip of Mr. Zhuge's spear.A bright red gun flower exploded from the collision place, the beauty was thrilling.The abundant internal energy then diffused, and as long as it touched a little bit, it would cause terrible damage.The gun flower exploded, and a green lightning flashed across Wangyou's knife, crashing into the center of the gun flower.The blue bricks paving the ground of the martial arts field were shattered inch by inch, and the shattering range stopped only after the lights of guns and knives disappeared.

Mr. Zhuge and Wangyou withdrew their weapons at the same time, both of them became excited.

Next, the shadows of guns and knives flickered all over the sky, and they really lit up everywhere. Even with iron hands and cold-blooded eyesight, they couldn't see the figures of the people in the field clearly.I just feel that there are guns and knives all over the sky, a piece of red gun flower explodes, and green lightning lights up one by one, and the gun flower lightning seems to be everywhere.Later, both Iron Hand and Leng Xue closed their eyes, and did not open them until they could no longer hear the sound of fighting.

Mr. Zhuge held his spear/spear and panted heavily, Wangyou only had half of the knife left in his hand, and only half of his sleeve was left, but he was standing upright.

Iron Hand and Leng Xue hurried forward.

Mr. Zhuge held a spear in his hand, and even though his face was pale and he was panting, it could be seen that he was very happy. Looking at Wangyou, it was like seeing a rare treasure.

Wangyou threw down the half of the knife in his hand, and took a look at his right wrist with his left hand. The right hand holding the knife just now was red and trembling uncontrollably.There is only half of the right sleeve left, revealing a section of snow-white arm.Her complexion was slightly flushed, as if she had applied rouge, the redness of a girl after a little exercise, much better than Mr. Zhuge's pale complexion.

When Mr. Zhuge had recovered his breath, the redness and swelling of Wangyou's hands had subsided, but he couldn't stop trembling for a while.

Mr. Zhuge smiled and said, "Miss Wangyou is right."

"Of course, I'm an expert." Wangyou also smiled, this time, no one thought she was talking like a child.

"When Xiaolang was young, he always said that you were the most powerful person. I want to know what level I am, and if there is anyone who is stronger than you now."

Mr. Zhuge looked at the somewhat embarrassed cold-blooded, and joked: "He only met a few people at that time." Then he replied seriously: "In terms of martial arts alone, the girl will not lose to anyone I know. At present, there are no masters in the world. Not much, but the girl's force seems to be able to stand out from the crowd."

Wangyou was complacent for a while, and began to care about Mr. Zhuge's state: "Apart from exhaustion of internal energy, are there any other injuries?"

Tie Shou and Leng Xue looked at each other, and they both agreed silently.

Mr. Zhuge felt it for a while: "It's nothing, it's just that some old wounds suppressed by internal force have a faint tendency to recur."

Mr. Zhuge would not even mention it to others, but to Wangyou, he has seen the superb martial arts, and now he is crazy to see Wangyou's healing technique.Rare treasure?No, no, this is clearly a treasure chest full of rare treasures.Mr. Zhuge felt like he had returned to the mentality of a 20-year-old boy, and he couldn't wait to discover how many surprises this treasure chest could bring.By the way, where did you throw that knife...

The author has something to say: In other words, the spear/gun has become a mouth...