Chapter 122 The Right Way of the Sword

Lin Ruoying just returned to her residence, feeling exhausted.

Today she judged the uncle who was suspected of abducting and coercing women in border Tibet. She knew that life on earth is not the only one in the universe, and that aliens entering the earth is no longer a fantasy. The more timely it is stopped, the more serious the consequences may be.

Although this time, Little Iceman and Huang Jianjun made contributions on behalf of the six teams, and she was also rewarded by the team, but she knew that more than 90% of the credit was due, and this incident put a lot of pressure on her.

After the jury was over, she immediately went to the archives to look through the files, and saw that the seniors already knew the existence of alien creatures and had a lot of contact with them, even dating back to ancient times. Of course, that is very vague, the closer The more detailed, some even have pictures and truth.

Therefore, Lin Ruoying felt the pressure.

As Huang Jianjun said, the situation is getting more and more dangerous. In the past, our Dragon Soul Secret Police team fought against criminal groups, evil forces, warriors and mutant species, and now we have to fight against aliens. .

But as Huang Jianjun said, someone has to do the work.

Is it okay not to call? Looking forward to peaceful coexistence with aliens?

The predecessors have already verified many times that peace is not wishful thinking, but the result of mutual respect, and sufficient strength is the bargaining chip to win respect.

Lin Ruoying hoped that she could be qualified to be that kind of power.

She buried her body in the bathtub, letting the hot water wrap herself.

There is no need to think too much now.

Do everything.

Do what you should do, what you can do.

For example, work harder to improve your strength.

She recalled the "way of controlling the sword" and "way of breathing" that Yu Yue taught her, and with a thought, she buried her head in the water to see if she could mobilize her inner breath.

17 minutes later.

Wow...

Lin Ruoying got out of the water, took a big breath, and then saw a person standing beside the bathtub!

I couldn't mobilize my inner breath, but I felt some faint feelings.

The visitor came silently, even though he was bored in the water, but he didn't notice it at all, which shows his high level of cultivation.

Lin Ruoying calmed down, and said, "Master, men and women are different, it's fine for you to break into the private house, but you just go into my bathroom, isn't that good?"

A thin middle-aged man in a gray-blue gown, with meticulously combed hair and a well-trimmed beard, turned and walked out, while saying coldly: "Your perception needs to be improved... In addition, Shame can't make your sword practice, it's just a hindrance. Put on your clothes, take your sword, and I'll wait for you on the terrace."

After the man went out, Lin Ruoying stood up and stepped out of the bathtub. Countless drops of water slid on the floor along her fair skin and graceful curves, and slid across her body covered in scars and round buttocks.

Five minutes later, Lin Ruoying appeared on the back terrace of the house dressed in white and holding the ancient sword "Qing Huang".

The terrace is spacious, with green plants, but not many, and there are exquisite tea seats.

Lin Ruoying drank tea and practiced sword here when she was free. Of course, her free time was very limited.

At this moment, the man in blue shirt stood in the middle of the terrace and waited.

He quietly looked at a Phnom Penh Junixue plant, as if in a daze.

Lin Ruoying's footsteps approached, but she didn't turn her head.

Lin stopped five meters away from the man in blue shirt, and bowed to the ground: "Master."

The man in the blue shirt still didn't look back, and only said two words: "Sword out!"

The long-term tacit understanding made Lin Ruoying immediately understand the meaning of the other party, and without any extra words, the ancient Qinghuang sword was drawn out of its sheath, and slashed fiercely!

The man in the blue shirt still didn't look back, and used his index finger and middle finger to dismantle Jian and Lin.

After the three strikes, the blue-shirted man said: "Use your full strength!"

Lin Ruoying gave a coquettish voice: "Master, be careful!"

The edge of the sword is fighting, and the cold light is like rain.

The man in the blue shirt continued to dismantle the sword with his right hand, and took out an ordinary Qingfeng sword with his left hand.

The finger of the right hand bounced off the thrusting sword edge, and the sword of the left hand cut back at the girl's flaws in an instant.

Lin Ruoying immediately turned back her sword to defend.

But when a flaw is caught, a new flaw will appear.

One hole had to be filled with another.

It's hard to get to the bottom of it all.

And the swordsmanship of the blue-shirted man was fast, ruthless and accurate, always pointing directly at the most fatal loophole and the weakest link in Lin Ruoying's sword power, which made her very embarrassed and passive.

And she knows that the master is not left-handed, and using the sword with the left hand is a big release of water.

If you use your right hand...

The man in the blue shirt drew his sword fiercely, but his voice was as cold as ice, and he said coldly: "Ruoying, why has your sword practice declined, have you been slack lately?"

With Lin Ruoying's character, she naturally couldn't hear such words, and thought to herself, no matter what, she must force out the master's right hand sword today, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

She couldn't help but wonder how Yu Yue's "Royal Sword" compares to Master's swordsmanship?

There is no hesitation at the moment, the body is relaxed, and the mind is focused on breathing...

Every cell in the body is throbbing, every inch of skin on the surface of the body is hot...

Heartbeat……

Sword, cut it out in one breath!

The man in the blue shirt couldn't help squinting his eyes.

This sword...

It obviously makes people full of flaws, but it also makes people have an extraordinary momentum.

Obviously there are as many flaws as a sieve, but people dare not take the risk to attack, because this sword has the momentum to kill everything.

The blue-shirted man turned from attack to defense, but he did not pass the sword to his right hand.

He has to guard both the sword and the arrogance of being a teacher.

choke--

A clear moan!

When the two swords collided, the man in blue took a step back, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He was still hesitating to use his right hand.

Lin Ruoying had already changed her tone, and struck with the second sword!

Fully concentrated breathing.

Fully centralized sword movement.

The power of the sword comes from blood, breath, and every cell in the body.

A sword cuts through the clouds.

One sword breaks mountains and rivers.

choke--

This sound is the whine of the sword.

The ancient sword "Qinghuang" cut off the Qingfeng in the palm of the blue-shirted man, and stopped before his neck!

The slightest difference means that the head is in a different place!

Lin Ruoying's sword had stopped, and the blue-shirted man's right sword finger suddenly raised.

With a sound of "dang", the ancient Qinghuang sword was bounced off, fell down and chopped off a green plant and a flowerpot, causing the soil to flow all over the ground.

Lin Ruoying's tiger's mouth was cracked and bleeding, but she cared about him first: "Master, are you alright?"

The blue-shirted man's face was livid: "What can I do as a teacher?"

After a pause, he looked at the female disciple with cold eyes: "It's you, what's going on? Where did you learn that kind of swordsmanship?"

Lin Ruoying was terrified, she would not sell Yu Yue easily, so she said, "When communicating with a colleague in private, he told me that the sword can also be used in this way, and the sword should be controlled first, and force should be used first... "

The man in the blue shirt kept drinking: "Heretics!"

After a pause, he continued: "Inner strength and true energy cannot be said to be unimportant, but the moves passed down by the sages have gone through thousands of tempers and countless actual combat tests. How can it be easily surpassed? If you can concentrate on nothing else and be solid, Practice according to the plan formulated by the teacher, at least 5 years, and at most 10 years, your swordsmanship will surpass that of the teacher. At that time, Huaxia Swordsmanship will respect you."

He spoke lightly, but his words were full of arrogance.

Lin Ruoying's blood would definitely boil when she heard this kind of words before, but now, for some reason, she was not very excited, and just said: "Yes, Master."

The man in the blue shirt said: "Remember, you have nothing to worry about. Those who learn swords must not have too many distracting thoughts in their hearts."

"Yes, Master."

"Bring the potion, and I will treat the wound for you as a teacher."

"I don't dare bother Master with such trivial matters, Ruoying will handle them by herself."

The man in the blue shirt stood there, looked at Lin Ruoying for a while, and then suddenly said, "Why don't you deal with it quickly? I'll teach you a unique skill called the 'Three Immortal Swords', after you learn it, you will know, What is the righteous way of the sword, and what is the subtlety and mystery of the swordsmanship."