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Chapter 1080: All Wrong

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    There was obviously no sword in his hand, but Zhang Xinqiang just held it empty, moving slowly step by step.

    Strange, specious.

    In Xiaodie's words, practicing is nothing, not even the primary school students in the village practice well.

    However, it is such an ugly and slow swordsmanship.

    Zhang Xinqiang practiced with relish.

    Curious, Tang Li leaned forward and stared at the writing on the stone wall.

    Then compare the sword skills played by Zhang Xinqiang.

    Wrong, all wrong!

    No one step is right.

    When it was time to stab, he swung obliquely, and when it was time to pick, he stabbed straight with his sword.

    Slowly, with no rules, no appearance of practicing swords at all.

    "well!"

    Xiaodie sighed softly: "It's all my father's fault, this made grandpa crazy."

    Tang Rou also shook her head and smiled wryly: "Okay, let's go back first, you stay here and watch, if you have any questions, please contact us immediately."

    "knew!"

    Xiaodie waved her hand angrily, as if she wanted the two to leave quickly.

    Tang Rou and the two had just left.

    Xiaodie sat next to the food box, opened the food box and ate.

    Knowing that my grandfather would not eat it, it would be a waste to put it here.

    When he wants to eat, why don't you just bring it to him when you go back?

    Just like that, one practiced there, and the other ate next to it.

    Watch while eating.

    "wrong again!"

    "Grandpa, if you practice like this, it won't have any effect!"

    Even eating can't stop Xiaodie's mouth.

    However, she still knew that she spoke in a very low voice, for fear of disturbing Zhang Xinqiang.

    As time passed, Zhang Xinqiang seemed to have changed the sword technique he had just practiced.

    Now it starts all over again.

    The second time just started, Xiaodie was stunned.

    Exactly the same!

    How did you practice just now, and how do you practice now.

    Originally, she thought that grandpa was practicing blindly, with no rules at all.

    But now it seems that it is not without skills.

    At least he has his own way, and after practicing it, he can still remember it.

    Does Zhang Xinqiang really remember?

    of course not!

    After practicing a few times, he suddenly stopped, took a few steps towards the stone wall, took a look at it, and turned around to practice again.

    However, even so, the moves are exactly the same as the ones I practiced for the first time.

    "What's going on?"

    Xiaodie was startled by this situation.

    Deliberately ran to the stone wall to read the writing on it.

    There is nothing wrong with it, Zhang Xinqiang just practiced wrong.

    "Could it be that what I see is different from what grandpa saw?"

    For a moment, Xiaodie had a headache, looked left and right, and saw Su Chengzhou not far away at a glance.

    She put away the food box and ran towards Su Chengzhou just like that.

    Su Chengzhou is also practicing sword, but his practice is much more serious.

    Every move and style are all the same as described on the stone wall, and even if there are occasional deviations, it is also caused by his mistakes.

    Looking at the little monkey again, it's the same.

    So many people on this platform practice according to the moves, only Zhang Xinqiang is different.

    Xiaodie seemed to have discovered some new land, and returned not far from Zhang Xinqiang.

    The more you look at it, the more something is wrong.

    The first pass was rusty, and the second pass began to stabilize.

    As Zhang Xinqiang practiced over and over again, his technique gradually became more sophisticated.

    Although he didn't have a sword in his hand, he looked decent, and there was still a hint of sharp aura faintly.

    "Grandpa, I have a sword!"

    Xiaodie couldn't bear it any longer, and threw a long sword directly at Zhang Xinqiang.

    Contrary to Xiaodie's expectation, Zhang Xinqiang is not crazy.

    After taking the long sword, he smiled at Xiaodie.

    Then, holding the long sword and dancing again, the surrounding situation changed.

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    The boss of Xiaodie opened her mouth, stood up directly, and almost subconsciously sent a message to her father.Channel letter.

    It seemed that he was not satisfied enough, so he sent another one to his mother.

    When Zhang Shengli arrived, he happened to see the long sword in Zhang Xinqiang's hand.

    At a strange angle, it returned to his hand.

    "Dad, grandpa seems to see the sword skills on the stone wall, which is different from what we saw."

    How can I use Xiaodie to talk about it?

    Zhang Shengli has all the sword skills engraved on this stone wall in his mind.

    He could see the difference between this sword technique and the inheritance at a glance.

    He didn't think there was anything extraordinary about this sword skill before, even if it was the sword skill and footwork taught to Ling Kuan, in his opinion, it was just that.

    However, following Zhang Xinqiang's practice, the strangeness was immediately revealed.

    Huh!

    Zhang Xinqiang sensed Zhang Shengli's arrival, and immediately put away his sword and stood up.  Take a deep breath.

    "Victory, you came just in time, let me comment on my swordsmanship just now."

    Zhang Shengli had a weird face and just stared at him.

    "Dad, do you recognize the writing on it?"

    "I don't know."

    "Then what did you practice just now?"

    "Sword skills!" Zhang Xinqiang was about to return the sword to Xiaodie, but after thinking about it, he put it away.

    It's not ashamed to take things from my granddaughter.

    "Look, this character, carefully look at the strokes and stroke order on the word, does it look like a person dancing a sword?"

    Zhang Shengli approached the stone wall and just looked at it.

    After reading it for a long time, it was just one word. How could anyone be dancing swords?

    "What? Can't you see it?"

    Zhang Xinqiang seemed a little disbelieving, pointing to a word in it, and said, "Look at this stroke."

    As he spoke, he made a movement himself: "Isn't it like this?"

    With such a comparison, Zhang Shengli felt a little more interesting.

    "What about this stroke?"

    Zhang Shengli was amused, and pointed to one of the more complicated strokes again.

    "This is more troublesome, just watch."

    After speaking, Zhang Xinqiang played again.

    I saw the long sword twisted a few times in his hand, and suddenly, a trajectory coincided with the stroke.

    Zhang Shengli was stunned, just looking at his father like this, and couldn't find any words to describe him for a long time.

    "I practice like this, right?"

    Zhang Shengli shook his head: "I'm not sure if I'm wrong, you attack me with a sword now and see the effect."

    This time it was Zhang Xinqiang's turn to be embarrassed.

    "I just learned, how can I attack?"

    "It's okay, just use the tricks you just learned."

    Zhang Xinqiang was stunned for a moment, then raised his sword and stabbed.

    With this shot, Zhang Shengli wanted to interrupt the opponent.

    But in order to save some face for his father, he still avoided it like this.

    However, just as he dodged on his side, the opponent's sword suddenly changed, appearing at the place where he dodged from a strange angle.

    If it weren't for Zhang Shengli's quick eyesight and quick hands, the sword would have just pierced his waist.

    It's just that his finger just flicked the sword away, and the sword entangled again.

    Unyielding, as if staring at him.

    "how so?"

    "stop!"

    Zhang Shengli had to stop.

    Looking at Zhang Xinqiang with a strange face: "Dad, what happened just now?"

    "What change?"

    "It's the tricks you used to attack me, isn't it the same as what you practiced just now?"

    Zhang Xinqiang was taken aback: "It's the same!"

    After finishing speaking, he twisted his wrist again and made some gestures.

    Indeed, it is exactly the same as what I just practiced, but the order is messed up.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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