[Qin] My father's name is Bai Qi

Naturally, it is impossible to turn a zero-based person into a master of swordsmanship in two months.

But it's quite easy to start a crash course on Gongsun Shu's sword skills.Although Bai Zhong's swordsmanship is not as high as this level, she is a strange woman who has a system to back up. Regarding Ying Zheng, the system has always been more enthusiastic than Bai Zhong, and she quickly analyzed a set that can restrain Gongsun Shu. , and the practical value is high, the system certified the sword technique that can be used to deal with Jing Ke in the future, and gave it to Bai Zhong as a task reward item.

As for the task... oh so alive... let Ying Zheng, who was born in the year of the tiger, wear a tiger head to show off, you can give rewards first and then do the task, as long as you complete the task within three months.

Therefore, Yingzheng's sword thrust seems ordinary, but it actually has a hidden method. If the skill is at home, it can be transformed into nine swords and stab the enemy in nine directions at the same time.

However, Yingzheng has only a short time to learn swordsmanship. No matter how talented he is, even if he spends his time learning how to read characters, he can at most stab two swords at the same time.

Seeing Yingzheng's sword attacking his chest from both sides at the same time, Gongsun Shu, who has only been learning swords for three years and is not considered a tall man, didn't care about his face, so he squatted down suddenly, then rolled backwards twice, Only then did he dodge Ying Zheng's sword in disgrace.

"Damn it!" Gongsun Shuda rolled over and got up from the ground, just as if he couldn't hear the laughter around him, he raised his sword and slashed at Yingzheng's foot.

Unexpectedly, Yingzheng didn't dodge or dodge, his horse didn't move, his whole body was as stable as Mount Tai, and he stabbed down fiercely with a wooden sword. The swordsmanship was extremely fierce. loser.

Damn!How could he not dodge or dodge?

Gongsun Shu suddenly thought that Ying Zheng was very good at corners, and most corners were very stable, otherwise he would be knocked to the ground, how can he play this game?

Damn!game!How could I forget that this is a wooden sword!

Gongsun Shu rolled on the spot angrily, dodging Ying Zheng's sword.

If it's a real sword, even if Yingzheng loses again, the opponent will definitely dodge his own sword.But this is just a wooden sword, and I can't hurt the opponent with a single sword. At worst, I will be "chopped" by myself, but I will definitely be "cut through my heart" by Ying Zheng.

At that time, I will definitely judge myself to lose!

"Bump bump", between you coming and going, Gongsun Shu and Ying Zheng have already dismantled more than 20 tricks.

Although they are all people with extraordinary physical strength, they are just two children in the final analysis, one is ten years old and the other is 11 years old. looked at each other.

"Ah!" Gongsun Shu rushed to Ying Zheng with swords in both hands, and stabbed at Ying Zheng again.

Unlike the last time when he was in a hurry to fight, Ying Zheng had already set up his horse this time, waiting quietly for Gongsun Shu to rush over, and when he saw his long sword stabbing towards him, he didn't dodge it, but raised his sword to meet Gongsun Shu's attack The long sword, with one touch, pushed the long sword away from Gongsun Shu's hand with clever strength, and then took advantage of the time when the two bodies were intertwined, whispered in Gongsun Shu's ear, using arrogance and domineering, which was completely inconsistent with his usual way of dealing with people. He said in a tone: "You, like your father, are destined to be the second child of ten thousand years, and can only live under our father and son."

Gongsun Shu was angry and furious, and turned to look at Ying Zheng, only to see that although the other party's face was also covered with sweat, it was covered with a sunny, confident and elegant smile, as if nothing had happened just now.

Gongsun Shu was even more angry, he rushed forward with a roar.

Ying Zheng didn't dodge, took a step forward, raised the long sword in his hand, and hit Gongsun Shu's long sword hard.

Unexpectedly, Gongsun Shu, who still had so much physical strength in Yingzheng, felt a shock in his mouth, and the long sword almost flew out of his hand.

At this time, Yingzheng charged straight again, almost retracting into Gongsun Shu's arms, then turned his sword back, and hit Gongsun Shu's ribs heavily with the hilt.

With a sound of "touch", Gongsun Shu, who was hit on the chest by Ying Zheng, felt numb in his hands, and then unconsciously let go of the sword in his hand, and then Ying Zheng swept his legs again, and Gongsun Shu finally became firm Really fell out.

Yingzheng pointed his long sword, and the tip of the sword fell on Gongsun Shu's throat. His chest heaved violently, and he gasped and said, "Give way!"

"Oh! Ah Zheng is great!" Such a clean and neat fighting style naturally attracted Bai Zhong's applause. She jumped and jumped in the crowd, waving her hands at Ying Zheng, and shouted loudly.

Ying Zheng looked around for his reputation, only to see Bai Zhong's delicate face became more and more charming under the autumn sun, and he went crazy for a while.

After the annual exam, Zongxue began to suspend classes, and all students can go back to their respective homes, each to their respective homes.

Although Ying Zheng defeated Gongsun Shu, but because of the physical exertion of the match, at the time of the third move, he was undefeated by another disciple of the distant clan because of lack of physical strength.

But this is not a big deal, exams, there are always winners and losers, if you want to win and not lose, it seems that you can only become the King of Qin.

Knowing this truth, Zi Chu and Zhao Ji were not angry because of Ying Zheng's defeat, but actually praised him because he defeated Gongsun Shu.

It's a holiday, so it's time to prepare for the New Year.

People in the Warring States Period didn't pay much attention to New Year's Eve. Naturally, there were no activities such as New Year's Eve dinner and keeping the year old. Regardless of whether it is a palace or a common people, all kinds of blessing ceremonies will be held in order to hope for good weather, abundant grains, and peace in the coming year-of course, the last one is basically hopeless.

Every year on the first day of the first lunar month, the king of Qin would return to the old capital of Yongcheng to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth, and pray for peace in the coming year.

This year, King Zhaoxiang was seriously ill and unable to go, so Prince Zhu had full authority to represent him, and Prince Zhu's departure naturally brought half of the people in Xianyang Palace, including Zichu and his wife, back to Yongcheng.

Ying Zheng was squatting bored on the grass in the courtyard, holding a wooden stick to paint and draw on the ground, his small mouth was pouted high, and he opened and closed from time to time, but except for Zhao Gao beside him, everyone else listened. Not sure what he was talking about.

"I hate it... they're all gone... and I'm the only one left... You guys still haven't come back today..." Ying Zheng, who had already entered the mode of self-pity and self-sorrow from the grievance mode, sucked his sour nose and couldn't help but lick his lips. Stop muttering.

Looking at Ying Zheng, who was very unhappy with his small face, Zhao Gao raised his head and glanced at the gloomy sky, stepped forward, and persuaded in a low voice: "Gongsun, it's windy outside, let's go back to the house first."

Although the north is in a warm period at this time and belongs to the subtropical region, it is reasonable to say that summer is not very hot and winter is not very cold, but I don’t know what happened to the weather this year, and there are signs of snow in October. People who are afraid of the cold wrapped themselves into a big meat dumpling early on.

For example, at first glance, Bai Zhong looks like a meat dumpling bouncing around.

"Gongsun, the Marquis of Changping is here." Zhao Gao was excited, and finally someone who could restrain Gongsun came.

"Don't lie to me, today is the first day of the new year, Ah Zhong will definitely go back to his hometown to worship his ancestors." Ying Zheng continued to paddle on the grass with his stick without looking up.

The grassland in front of Yingzheng has been ruined by him. The turf has been lifted up, the yellow soil is exposed, and the corpses of a few small flowers are mixed with it from time to time.If Yingzheng wasn't the grandson of the Great Qin Dynasty, someone would have cleaned up the aftermath for him, and his father, mother, and mother would have joined forces to play mixed doubles.

Bai Zhong stood behind Ying Zheng for a long time, seeing that the other party didn't seem to realize that he was behind him, and was still ruining the poor grass, so he decided to be a kind person and save this poor little grass.

I saw Bai Zhong jumped with his feet, his fleshy body leaped forward, and landed firmly on Ying Zheng's back, his small face was pressed against Ying Zheng's neck, his hands covered Ying Zheng's eyes, and he said in a sweet voice : "A Zheng, guess who I am?"

Being rushed up from behind unexpectedly, Ying Zhengzheng instinctively wanted to throw him out. Suddenly, he smelled a scent of fragrance in his nose, and then felt something soft and soft leaning against his neck, slamming into his neck from time to time. The heat made his neck itch terribly, and then a pair of hands that were a little cold, but as soft as a lady's, covered his eyes from behind.

He is also a person who learns swordsmanship and martial arts, why doesn't Ah Zhong even have a callus on his hands?God loves her too much!

"Ah Zheng, guess who I am?" Ah Zhong's soft and milky words, like a strand of sweet candy, got into Ying Zheng's ear, and then went all the way to Ying Zheng's ear. Zheng's heart was tightly stuck to his heart, and he could never get out.

"Ah... Ah Zhong... why are you here?"

Ying Zheng blushed, and wanted to stand up to get rid of this embarrassing situation, but Bai Zhong hugged his neck tightly, refusing to get down no matter what, and yelled in a coquettish voice: "The foot hurts!" ... Carry me... Ah Zheng... you carry me..."

Unexpectedly, when Bai Zhong heard Bai Zhong speak in this soft, cute, milky, and very girly voice, Ying Zheng's feet softened and he almost threw Bai Zhong out.

"Ah... Ah Zhong...don't speak in such a voice..." Ying Zheng straightened his mind, turned his head to look at the side of Bai Zhong's pink and flawless face, and said softly.

That gentle expression about to come out of the water, that volume of "not daring to speak loudly, to frighten the people behind", that completely unfamiliar style of painting are enough to make anyone who is familiar with him scare out a basket of eyeballs—if a person has a basket Eyeball words.

Gongsun!Gongsun!Gongsun, are you bewitched?Bai Zhong is a boy!boys!Don't use this kind of tone of "little fairy, don't you just rely on I love you, what should I do with you"?

Zhao Gao felt that the door of a new century was slowly opening to him.