The Prodigal Son of the Empire

"I'll just say, Master Kang will be fine."

A cry of surprise burst out from the crowd, Zhang Ao's eyes froze, how could he be all right, and there was no injury at all, is it just pretending?

"Everyone, just now, I organized the soldiers of the Earl's Mansion to conduct an emergency drill. There were no killers or assassins!"

Wang Kang said loudly: "You can feel at ease and do what you should do..."

"So that's the case, I just said."

"Go, go, go to work, Young Master Kang is getting married, let's go to work quickly..."

Wang Kang appeared in person to appease, which was more convincing than anything else, and soon Zhou Qing also brought people to disperse the city residents.

Zhang Ao also quietly retreated among the crowd.

On the surface it seems to be all right, but in the dark, all the people in the sky and the earth have been mobilized...

Get everything organized.

Wang Kang is going back.

At the moment in the courtyard, Li Qingman is practicing sword skills, while Monk Yinyue is giving pointers.

This is also Li Qingman's appeal, she didn't care much about martial arts at first.

But this time Wang Kang was assassinated, and a martial arts master like Yu Yize, the whale eater from the East China Sea, came and put a lot of pressure on her.

This time Monk Yinyue is here,

If not, then Wang Kang might be really surprised.

She really couldn't imagine such a result.

So Li Qingman has a sense of urgency, she wants to improve her strength as soon as possible, and Monk Yinyue is the best teacher.

Of course she won't let it go...

"Luoxiao swordsmanship, there are ten moves in total. From the first move, which is just like what you saw at the beginning, to the tenth move, which is Huiji will hurt. The further you go, the greater the power!"

Monk Yinyue surrounded Li Qingman and said, "You asked me, but you found the right person!"

"This set of swordsmanship is unique to your sect, and few people outside know it, but if you learn it, its power is astonishing. Under the same conditions, it is rare to meet an opponent!"

He said, seemingly very proudly: "But back then, your master bet with me and lost to me, and the bet was this Luoxiao swordsmanship!"

When he was speaking, Li Qingman danced with his sword in the field. The sword was like a white snake spitting out a letter, hissing and piercing the wind, and it was like a dragon flying around, and the letter walked around. Sometimes it was as light as a swallow, and sometimes it was like lightning ...

"No, no!"

Monk Yinyue said: "How do you use the sword like your master? Don't pursue the gorgeous movements. It looks good, but it's actually useless."

"You are practicing swords, not dancing swords!"

"Swords are for killing, not for show!"

"Give up the extra moves and attack me!"

Hearing this, Li Qingman's beautiful eyes narrowed, her wrist twirled slightly, and the long sword flashed like lightning, the sword light flickered, and she stabbed straight at Monk Yinyue...

"Right, that is it,"

Monk Yinyue stepped on strange steps, seemed to be spinning in circles, but kept dodging his sword moves again and again.

"Do you feel that the power is much greater than before..."

And at this moment, Wang Kang who had been watching from the side suddenly said, "Qingman, don't listen to his nonsense, what you just practiced was correct..."

Hearing this, Monk Yinyue was furious, "You call me nonsense? What kind of martial art do you know?"

Li Qingman also stopped and walked over.

Monk Yinyue seemed very dissatisfied with Wang Kang's suspicion.

Wang Kang asked back: "Master, do you know this Luoxiao swordsmanship?"

"Of course I will."

Monk Yinyue said, it's not surprising that Wang Kang was able to name this sword technique, because he had said it before when Li Qingman fought Yu Yize.

"The master has practiced to what number?"

"The eighth form!" Monk Yinyue said proudly.

"Eighth form?" Li Qingman looked at Yinyue in astonishment.

This Luoxiao swordsmanship is the core swordsmanship of the Taiyi Sect, it must be practiced by the Taiyi Sect's successors, and it is extremely difficult...

"I guess what you practiced was all wrong." Wang Kang said lightly.

"What did you say?"

Monk Yinyue widened his eyes, "Wang Kang, you are a master at brewing wine and making tobacco, and you are not bad at talking about Zen, but what do you know about martial arts and swords?"

Wang Kang didn't seem to see Monk Yinyue's anger, and said indifferently: "Just now Qingman practiced the fifth form of Luoxiao swordsmanship, three thousand drunk smiles, am I right or not?"

"So what?" Monk Yinyue said coldly.

Immediately he reacted and asked in confusion, "How do you know?"

Wang Kang did not explain, but asked back: "Do you know what the essence of this fifth move is?"

"What is it?" Monk Yinyue asked subconsciously.

"It's a false move!"

"False move?" Li Qingman asked suspiciously, "Master didn't say anything when he taught me back then."

"This kid is talking nonsense," Monk Yinyue said disdainfully: "In his words, he is pretending to be coercive, pretending to understand when he doesn't understand."

"Luoxiao swordsmanship, the first move, just like the first time I saw it, it's the starting move, the second move, the third move, the fourth move, it's the actual move!"

Wang Kang looked at the two of them, paused and said: "And the fifth form, drunk and laughing three thousand times, is a false move!"

"The sixth form, the clouds bloom and the water is flattering, it's a parry move!"

"The seventh move, I don't know what to do, it's a qi move!"

"The eighth form, flowers flying all over the building, is also a qi move!"