This Marshal of the Palace

Yan Ci got up very early in the morning, and when the sky was foggy, he had already washed up and ran to the school grounds to practice kung fu with a knife in his hand.

At the beginning, it was only the most basic movements such as chopping, slashing, stabbing, thrusting, blocking, grid, sweeping, and horizontal movements. When the wrist was turned, the knife and knife made the sound of piercing through the air.

"You really didn't complain about your loss yesterday." A night watch guard stabbed the guard who was dozing off with his head down with his elbow: "This knife is used for tricks. When it comes to the battlefield, it's like people blocking and killing Buddhas. People can stop it."

He also stayed in the army for several years before coming to the Princess Mansion, and he has seen many people who are good at using knives, but he has never seen someone who can use knives so aggressively.Every move is the simplest, but the combination of the simplest moves gives people an irresistible feeling, but I don’t know why it always looks strange

"Well, I see." The dozing guard was the one that Ye Qingling pointed out to compete with Yan Ci yesterday. He raised his head to look at Yan Ci, and saw Yan Ci smashing down on the ground together, creating a gap of more than half a foot. I just felt that the place Yan Ci slapped with a knife yesterday was cold, if she slapped her back like this yesterday...

Hey, I can't bear it with my small body.

After a set of exercises, Yan Ci put away the knife, exhaled slowly and felt comfortable all over, as if all the muscles and bones of the whole body had been relaxed, and then realized that his body was completely soaked in sweat and his broken hair was shattered. All glued to the face.

Smelling the smell of the body, the sour smell of sweat rushed straight into the nostrils, which can be compared with the stinky socks that have not been washed for three days, and I even despise the smell of myself.

Looking at the sky, it was still some time before Ye Qingling got up, Yan Ci simply pushed Shuo Han on the ground, and smiled at the two guards: "Both brothers, can you practice boxing and kicking with me?"

Real masters will never rely on weapons. When they lose their weapons, their boxing skills are not comparable to ordinary people, and Yan Ci is the same. Without a knife, her kung fu is enough to make her stand out from the crowd.

"I'll do it." The guard who looked at Yan Ci the most jumped up and clasped his fists in front of Yan Ci: "I'm Xia Li San, please enlighten me."

"Discrete?" Yan Ci's attention was all attracted by that name: "This name is not good, it is separated and scattered." He shook his head as he spoke, with an expression of "I despise your name".

The expression on Li San's face froze, and he explained: "Li at Liming, one, two, three, and three." Why everyone's first reaction when they heard his name was to separate, and they all had to say that this name is not good, he He is the third eldest at home, what can he do if his father is too lazy to name him just to save trouble and just call him Li San?

"Oh." Yan Ci nodded and smiled as if he had suddenly realized: "Bei Ci, the north of the north, the words of the farewell, please enlighten me."

The two opened up a distance, Li San put on a posture but found that Yan Ci was still standing there straight, relaxed, without any posture of attacking or defending.

"Come on." Yan Ci raised a smile and jumped on the spot twice, counting it as preparation before the battle.

"Be careful." Li San clenched his fists, exerted strength in his legs, and quickly rushed to Yan Ci to punch him down.

And Yan Tang twisted his waist, and then struck Li San's armpit horizontally with his palm, knocking Li San back to the side.

Li San took a few steps back, stabilized his figure and gave a gesture of praise: "Good toughness."

Yan Ci smiled, she tried it on the bed last night, her body is very resilient and flexible, especially her wrists and waist, not only are they very resilient, but they are also very powerful, not limp like many people.

"Come again." Yan Ci also put on a defensive stance, with his shoulders slightly heavy and his focus on the lower body.

Li San's right foot slid backwards, his right hand was retracted across his chest, and he rushed forward in three or two steps to make a punch.

Yan Ci really thought it was a punch, a cunning flashed in his eyes and he tried to dodge with one leg, but Li San's next move was beyond her expectation.

The leg that fell from the vertical split fell on the left shoulder, and the heavy force made her shoulder sink, and she almost lost consciousness.

Li San got the upper hand with one move, but found that Yan Ci was crooked and pressed his hands on his shoulders, his face was grinning, full of pain.

"Hey, it's okay." Li San immediately stepped forward to support Yan Ci. He knew the strength of this leg. If it fell directly on the shoulder, it would dislocate it for a few days to recuperate, and if it was serious, it would break the shoulder bone and waste less than half of it.

Yan Ci rubbed his shoulder, it hurts, but he can move and it doesn't affect his actions. There should be no problem, so he forced a smile: "It's okay, it's just a little painful, and it will be fine in two days." He even moved Shoulder to prove to Li San that he is really fine.

"It's all right? When did Sange Li learn to be compassionate and sympathetic?" The guard who had been watching the excitement also ran over and said half-jokingly when he heard Yan Ci say it was all right.

This slash in the air is Li San's forte. The guards of the Princess Mansion have basically suffered from this move, so they naturally know the power of this kick.He was already prepared when Yan Ci covered his shoulders and showed pain, Yan Ci was injured, and his brothers were punished by the princess, but now it seems that it is really no big deal.

"Don't talk nonsense." Li San turned his head and glanced at the guard, then whispered to Yan Ci: "I'm sorry, I have a good active oil, Miss Bei, take it back and wipe it off."

Yan Ci shook his head: "It's because I'm not good at learning, I can't blame you, but I can't continue practicing today, I will ask Brother Li for advice when my shoulder is better." After speaking, he picked up the Shuohan knife stuck on the ground with his right hand Sheathed the scabbard back, clasped fists at Li San and gave a quack salute, then left.

"Three brothers, pity, cherish the jade, look at the girl in North?" The guard stood beside Li San with his elbow and stabbed Li San's arm, and the smile on his face looked very bad.

"I think it's because you fell in love with the girl." Li San punched the guard: "Miss Bei is very skilled in kung fu. If I really fight, I will die if I can't do a hundred moves under her hands."

"No way?" The guard turned his head, his face full of disbelief.

Li San's strength is counted among the top three among the guards in the inner courtyard of the Princess Mansion, even those knights who are in the limelight in the arena now can hardly get benefits under his command.Besides, he wasn't blind, it was obvious that Li San had the upper hand and completely suppressed Yan Ci in the fight just now, so how could he die if he couldn't make a hundred moves?

"What this girl from Bei learned is not for sparring, but real killing moves. Every move will take a life. What's more, she has lost her memory. Many moves are based on instinct, so she was defeated so quickly. After a while, when she gets used to those moves, there will really be no one in the mansion to be her opponent." Li San said in a deep voice, and finally understood why he had a strange feeling when he watched Yan Ci practice the sword.

Every move of hers is separated, there is no coherence in the middle, and naturally each move cannot be connected, so so many flaws are exposed.

Back in the room, Yan Ci put Shuo Han Dao aside, took off his drenched clothes and soaked in the hot water prepared earlier in the morning.

The pain in the shoulder has reduced a lot, it's just a little tingling when moving the shoulder.Looking at it again, the entire shoulder was bruised and purple, and it even felt a little swollen.

Leaning her head on the rim of the barrel, Yan Ci recalled the fight just now. In fact, she realized it, but it was too late, and she fell before she could stop it.

Thinking about the fight with Ye Jingyuan yesterday, the problem is actually the same, the moves are too slow, or to put it simply, you have to think about how to deal with each move.

Must practice more!Yan Ci gritted her teeth. She could feel that she was actually much stronger than them, but she just couldn't keep up, so she had to practice more. If she didn't practice, she would be useless!

After washing and changing his clothes, Yan Ci rubbed some active oil on the bruises on his shoulders, and when he felt better, he went out of the room to look for Ye Qingling.

At this time, Ye Qingling had already got up and was ready to have breakfast after washing up. Seeing Yan Ci came over, he pointed to the seat on the right and motioned Yan Ci to sit there.

Yan Ci naturally wished to sit closer to Ye Qingling, so he quickened his pace and ran over to sit down.

"This is the medicinal food made from the prescription left by Xing Qian. It's good for the body. Eat it." Ye Qingling pointed to the milky white bowl in front of Yan Ci and said.

"Medicine?" Yan Ci frowned. During this period of time, she took medicine every day, and her impression of the medicine was that it was dark, smelly and unpalatable, especially Bai Xingqian's prescription, which was so bitter Just smell it and want to run away.

And this bowl, although it is a beautiful milky white, smells nothing strange and even has a little fragrance, but as long as it is named Bai Xingqian, Yan Ci can't help but feel frightened, and the root of his tongue can't help but start to twitch. bitter.

"Okay, drink it quickly, the medicine will lose its effect when it's cold." Ye Qingling naturally knew what Yan Ci was thinking, patted Yan Ci's head and coaxed softly: "After drinking, let's go to the street to play, buy a lot of delicious food Is it good?"

After getting along for so long, Ye Qingling already knows Yanci's preferences like the back of his hand. She likes to play, like to be lively, and especially likes to eat, especially sweets. .

"Is this the only bowl?" Yan Ci looked aggrieved with a bitter face.

"Well, there is only this bowl." Ye Qingling brought the bowl directly in front of Yan Ci: "After drinking, we will eat, and we will go out to play after eating."

"Okay." Yan Ci's answer was a little weak, and he stretched out his left hand to catch the bowl, but when he stretched halfway, his shoulder, which was just a little sore, suddenly tingled, and he couldn't hold it back for a while.

"What's wrong?" Ye Qingling also noticed the change in Yan Ci.

"It's okay." Yan Ci smiled and shook his hands: "I suddenly had a little cramp, but I'm fine now."

Ye Qingling nodded, and walked around Yanci's arm with one hand and rubbed the soft flesh on the inner side of the arm a few times through several layers of clothes: "Rub it to stretch the tendons and it will be fine. Now eat the medicinal food."

The author has something to say:

The whole process of Yan Shuai's swollen face

Yan Ci: There is no one in the entire princess mansion who is my opponent

Li San: Miss Bei, you lost

Reality: Pa, does it hurt?