I slept with the number one beauty in martial arts

"The most powerful sword can kill a person in ten steps; the most powerful thief can never stop a thousand miles away.

I know there are definitely no thieves, but swords are indeed possible. "

Yu Yuanzhi squatted on the top of the wall, looked at the people in the yard and shouted: "Senior, why did you finish your sword practice?"

The man inside the wall cut off the flying leaves in the courtyard with a sword in his hand, stepped out with his left foot, made a strange movement, and replied coldly while walking: "I don't know."

On the morning when Yu Yuanzhi left, the servants walking in front of him talked loudly, their voices startled the birds in the courtyard, as if they were afraid that he would not hear them.

"Hey, have you heard of the number one swordsman in martial arts?"

"Oh, endless, it's on Wuya Peak."

Yu Yuanzhi also didn't expect that he would have such an experience, he just lamented how caring the servants of Ji's family were, and he turned around and clasped his fists to thank the two for their kindness.

The servants smiled at him and learned to return the salute.

Yu Yuanzhi hurried to Wuya Peak, fearing that if he didn't arrive in time, the senior would run away.

After all, judging from his past experience with seniors, Senior Wu Boundless is really good at shopping.

But he has been squatting on the wall for an hour now.

Two hours ago, when he came to Wuya Peak, he heard someone practicing swords in the yard. He guessed it was Senior Wuzhijie, and upon questioning, it was indeed so.

He thought about not disturbing the senior's sword practice, but he didn't expect the senior to practice for more than an hour without stopping.

He jumped onto the wall, wanting to see when Senior Wu Boundless would have time.

But I heard the senior said that after practicing the sword, there will be a sword, no, Senior Wu Zhi Bound has practiced for another hour.

Yu Yuanzhi looked at the people practicing swords in the courtyard with admiration, really only such a diligent swordsman could be the number one swordsman in the martial arts world.

It's just... it just looks a little weird.

According to endless reports, he is exploring a sword technique to kill one person in ten steps, no matter where he is, he will rush to the opponent's side within ten steps and kill him.

Endlessly pointing to the ground, Yu Yuanzhi saw him leap into the air, then he became shorter, shoveled out in a slightly funny posture, and slashed forward with a sword. After the slash, he glanced at the front, and then Turning around and rolling to the other side, he walked a long way in a strange posture, and finally cut off the apple on the branch.

Yu Yuanzhi felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.

Ten steps... Do you mean such a reluctant ten steps?

Even if Yu Yuanzhi's kung fu is not as good as Wu Zhi Bing's, he can still see Wu Zhi Bing's efforts to make up ten steps.

He vaguely remembered that his parents said that kung fu is not limited to form.

But the predecessors who are entangled in the "ten steps" are also really interesting.

Yu Yuanzhi didn't want to disturb Endless Sword Practice, so he squatted on the wall and continued to wait, when a bird flew up from the mountain and landed on his shoulder, one person and one bird stared at the people in the courtyard with big eyes.

Until it got dark, the swordsman in the courtyard finally stopped and scratched his head, "It's weird, which grandson said that he can kill people within a hundred steps at most with ten steps?"

Yu Yuanzhi finally waited until there was no end to his sword practice, and hurried over to show his hospitality, "Senior, are you hungry? I'll cook!"

Wu Zhizhang stared at Yu Yuanzhi for a long time with his dark eyes, and said, "I've seen you."

After he finished speaking, he paused, looked at Yu Yuanzhi in a daze, and scolded: "Which fool told me that speaking like this is very powerful, it sounds pretty bluffing, but he just said it like a fool.

Damn, I won't say anything anymore. "

After scolding him, he stared at Yu Yuanzhi, "Why do you want to cook for me? It was agreed in advance that I am not broken, I don't like men, and I have no intention of changing my mind."

Yu Yuanzhi chuckled, "Senior, I'm here on behalf of the leader of the martial arts alliance to invite you to participate in this year's martial arts conference. If you are so powerful, you will definitely be No.1 this year."

Other swordsmen would be delighted to hear this sentence, but Wu Zhi just glanced at him indifferently, and replied calmly, "Oh, I won't go.

you go. "

After hearing the endless answers, Yu Yuanzhi became impatient, "Wait, senior, are you really not going?"

He prayed with eyes full, "Go senior, how many people want to see your heroic appearance.

The predecessor is the belief of every swordsman in the martial arts. "

Endless stood there with a cold face.

belief?What belief does he have?

He shook his head, "No."

Yu Yuanzhi was about to cry, he followed Wu Zhijie and asked, "Senior, why don't you want to go? Everyone wants to go to the martial arts conference to prove themselves."

Who doesn't want to compare who is more powerful?This is the pride of martial arts people.

But for some reason, as the number one swordsman who can be admired by everyone, he gave up this honor himself.

Yu Yuanzhi thought, if he is No.1, he must rush to go to the martial arts conference every year.

He was anxious to keep up with the endless pace, desperate for an explanation.

Probably feeling Yu Yuanzhi's persistence, he stopped endlessly, looked at him silently for a while, and finally said in a compromised way, "The number one swordsman should be the winner with himself, not with others.

If you are obsessed with winning or losing, you will lose the original meaning of the sword. "

The sword of the saint does not point in all directions.

Yu Yuanzhi's heart was touched, maybe his realm was too shallow, so he was so obsessed with winning or losing.

Of course it's also because I haven't played.

Just when Yu Yuanzhi was full of repentance, Endless looked forward and sighed faintly, "There is no one in this world who can surpass me, and the only one who can surpass me is myself."

……ah?Yu Yuanzhi looked blankly at Wu ZhiZhan swishing the sword in his hand.

A gust of wind passed by, and the figure of the first swordsman disappeared in the courtyard.

Looking down, four large characters were reflected on the ground: Dugu Qiubai.

Yu Yuanzhi squatted down, and wiped the writing marks on the ground with his hands. The deep writing marks were carved into the soil, and even his fingertips sank into it.

So powerful, worthy of being the number one swordsman.

It turns out that this is the realm of the number one swordsman.

No wonder the seniors couldn't persuade them.

Yu Yuanzhi squatted in the yard thinking about his future direction, only feeling that the road ahead was bleak.

With a "bang", the door closed, and Yu Yuanzhi stared blankly at the brown wooden board.

"Wait, senior! Where do I live?!" Yu Yuanzhi yelled, he didn't bring any pillow or quilt with him.

The door opened with a "squeak", and the swordsman stood coldly at the door, looking at Yu Yuanzhi in the courtyard with sharp eyes.

Yu Yuanzhi's heart was beating wildly, he should not be annoyed by seniors, seniors should drive him out.

When I think about it, I immediately want to apologize.

But before he could speak, the other party spoke first, "Cooking?"

"Ah?" Yu Yuanzhi was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said quickly, "Do, do, do! I'm pretty good at cooking!"

The figure of the swordsman disappeared at the door, and after a while, a set of pillows and quilts were thrown out, and Yu Yuanzhi hurriedly caught them.

"You sleep in the woodshed."

The door was closed again, Yu Yuanzhi lowered his head and smiled happily.

That's great, the senior didn't drive him away!

The author says:

The first swordsman: My sword is invincible in the world.

Opponent: Hahahahahaha I can't do it anymore, I laughed and fell off the stage.

Opponent 2: Damn, me too, why does this guy tell jokes during the martial arts competition?

Opponent 3: If God dislikes me, he should find someone to kill me instead of giving me such an opponent.

As you can see, the number one swordsman is the second disease of the sand sculpture.

I slept with the number one beauty in martial arts