Taking advantage of his cultivation in the mansion, he called Diankui Si and his good men to Wu'an Hou Mansion in the name of taking the school exam. In name, he was a guide, but actually he was preparing to steal the master.

There were thirty Yuhous in the Diankui Shi, and no ten of them in the Eagle Claw Room could be beaten, so they only called twenty Yuhous and two deputy envoys from the Heiyu Guard.

Before dawn, twenty-two people and Haner stood respectfully in the courtyard outside the study room, with excitement and nervousness in their eyes, like a scholar who was in the examination room, even cautious in how they should put their hands, for fear of making the examiner dislike.

In the wide courtyard, several rows of weapon stands were moved to the left and right.

Yutang and Luzhu were full of anticipation, one holding a sword and the other holding tea, next to it was a young man in white clothes as stable as an old dog.

"I've seen the governor!"

Headed by Han'er, twenty-three people clasped their fists in unison, meticulously.

Because I heard that I was going to take the martial arts exam in the school today, everyone was wearing black clothes and had leggings and wrist guards. Two of them even drank a sip of strong wine just to get into the governor's eyes later.

The Black Feather Guard is the Emperor's Guard. To put it bluntly, they are all thugs. It is very easy to be promoted. You can be regarded as a guard when you knock down the deputy envoy. You are the deputy envoy and the governor-in-chief...

Those who have this idea have already understood that "there is a heavy task in martial arts and a long way to go."

Cao Hua sat on the chair of the Grand Master under the eaves and looked at the core of more than 20: "I am injured. You can compare with each other first, 20 to 8, 8 to 4, and when the last four are left, I will give my own advice."

Everyone looked overjoyed when they heard this. Unexpectedly, there was still a chance to compete with the governor with his own hands. If he could survive three moves, he would be recognized as a good player in the world. With this golden signboard, he could become a guest of honor there.

For a moment, everyone began to prepare to fight.

In order to steal the stolen master, Cao Hua naturally couldn't let them finish two or three times, and raised his hand and said, "Everyone first plays a set of things and then compares slowly."

I heard that the governor was so patient and he actually observed one by one, and everyone was even more passionate. If the governor could praise him a few words, he would be able to whisper for at least half a year.

Han'er loves martial arts and is crazy. At this time, he hurried to the center, holding his long sword inverted, raised his hand and clasped his fists: "I am not a good job in Zhao Han, I have seen the governor."

After saying that, he set off.

The woman, who is only seventeen years old, has a tall figure, long and tight limbs, and is full of force.

Holding a three-foot green hair, her eyes were extremely serious.

He held the sword in his right hand and stabbed it straight. It was simple, but extremely fast, and he made a 'sashi' sound of sword.

Cao Hua narrowed his eyes slightly, but he didn't expect that the sword could really make a sound. He stared at Han'er's every move.

The body flipped and moved, the sword in his hand danced extremely sharply, the sword energy was whispering strong wind, and the wide courtyard was filled with shrill sword sounds.

More than 20 people onlookers retreated a little, and the good guy who also used the sword watched meticulously and nodded from time to time.

Both Han'er and Cao Hua's martial arts are Professor Xue Jiuquan.

The difference is that Cao Hua got what Xue Jiuquan learned throughout his life, and he won the best from his youth, while Han'er only learned to use swords. As the saying goes, "Three years of practicing swords, ten years of practicing swords, and a lifetime of practicing guns." With her age, it is not easy to be able to fully understand a weapon.

Because he learned the same move, Cao Hua felt quite familiar with Han'er's sword practice. Occasionally, some movements seemed wrong, but he just asked him to tell him that it was wrong, but he didn't know what to say.

Jian Feng Jiwu, a set of sword moves will be completed quickly.

Han'er's pretty face was covered with sweat, and she stood outside the eaves with her flat chest, staring at the young master with fiery eyes.

Cao Hua blinked and thought for a while: "Well... there is still room for improvement, I feel too anxious."

This was the feeling in his heart, so he told it truthfully.

Han'er was not at all disappointed and nodded seriously: "Young Master Xie's advice, Han'er remembers it in his heart... I have tried to use a sword to strip people's clothes without hurting people. However, no matter how careful they are, they will hurt people, and their hands are still not stable enough..."

Cao Hua was a little surprised: "Have you done this?"

Han'er was also stunned. After reacting, he hurriedly said, "Practice with straw... A poor scholar had offended the young master before. The young master stripped the guy with a sword in an instant but didn't hurt him at all. Han'er always wanted to learn..."

Cao Hua nodded: "That's right, I can't remember it."

"Young master is busy with all kinds of things, but he can't remember such trivial things."

Han'er nodded and walked aside.

Seeing Han'er retreat, Xu Ning hurried to the yard with a hook and sickle gun in his hand, and learned a decent ritual: "I have met the governor. The 'five steps and thirteen guns' I learned were created by Zhou Tong. I have improved it and I hope the governor will give me some advice."

The difference between a hook and a sickle spear is that it has an extra barb. The gun rod is six feet long and the inverted hook can cut off the horse's legs in the battle formation. It is a common weapon in the army and not many people use it in the world. However, since Xu Ning learned from elementary school, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a gun like a dragon, and it also amazed the many murderers present.

Li Bairen is also not a mediocre person. A gangster who can get to the third position among the Emperor's Guards. He is only higher than Xu Ning's killer. The nine-ring heavy sword is like a kitchen knife, and the one is called Huhu Shengfeng and fancy.

Yutang and Luzhu were all staring at the stars. At first, they were reserved, but in the end they both came to the young master and said that this was so powerful and domineering.

There was a Yu Houshan flying sword in the middle, but Yu Tang said it was sissy.

The man was so embarrassed that he covered his face with his sleeves, and almost burst into tears. Cao Hua got goosebumps and tidied up Yutang.

I introduced it one by one and took most of the day.

Cao Hua was also full of surprise when he saw it, but although he forgot his martial arts, he always felt that when he saw these people playing with swords and guns, he always felt that, well... he was full of flaws.

I thought I had remembered most of the actions and had some confidence, but it was another matter if these top Black Feather Guards really fought.

Li Bairen, with a bearded face, looked at a pure man who was going big and versatile, but when he fought with someone, his style suddenly changed. He was like "lying on the ground", "hiding the waist", and "hiding the back", specializing in the lower three ways, and how he did it insidiously. Several guards lay down before they could figure out the situation. Cao Hua was shocked and stunned.

The heroic Xu Ning was even more overwhelming. When she was performing, she was like Zhao Zilong. When she really fought, she would just move with a wooden stick and she couldn't move. She spoke sharply and mocked her opponent, which made her flaws leak, so she took the opportunity to beat the dog in the water, without any master's style.

The other victims are similar. The two of them scolded each other for half an hour, and they retreated, they went backwards, they went backwards, and they slugged for a long time. It would only take two or three times to fight.

The mansion is being renovated, and many craftsmen are sitting on the roof tiles and can't stop watching. If they hadn't known the identity of the owner of the mansion, they would have started to laugh out loud.

Cao Hua was surprised at first, thinking that the group of people under his command were all parallels, but after watching it for two days, he slowly understood why these people could become elites among the Black Feather Guards.

There is only one life, and killing only requires one knife.

The exchange of more than a hundred moves only exist among the weak. Those who can serve as centurion in the Black Feather Guard climbed out of the sea of ​​blood. Killing and being killed are only a matter of a moment. How could they follow the move routines?

Performance is a performance. A real life-and-death battle depends entirely on changes in the face of battle and extreme reactions. Every punch and every punch are hard work that has been polished for ten or even decades. If you are not protected, you will live, and if you cannot be prevented, you will die.

Cao Hua originally wanted to steal the sect, but as he looked, he found that watching was useless because the moves and routines performed by these people had never been used in the battle against each other.

Just like he used to learn craftsmanship, he was a wood carving man at the beginning. How the master taught him how to learn it, he learned carving techniques and techniques. He learned it for decades. In the end, he achieved great success in business. He could carve anything he wanted with a carving knife in his hand, but he could not even carve wood carving man.

Since it is useless, we can only use actual combat as recovery training.

The twenty-three people fought each other, and the more they reached the back, the more they became, and even the two of them stared at each other for half an hour and did not dare to move. Many Black Feather Guards were still interested in reading, and Han'er even took out a small notebook to summarize.

It was not until the third day that more than 20 people were divided into the top four.

However, there is no suspense about the first four. Han'er, Xu Ning, Li Bairen, and a Yu Hou who uses an octagonal copper hammer, nicknamed Huang Dahui, are basically arranged according to the official position of the Black Feather Guard.

It is naturally not a slut to be accepted by Xue Jiuquan as his adopted daughter. It is also a disadvantage that her daughter is weaker than a man in the sky, otherwise there would be no other person at all.

According to the prior agreement, they had to fight with the governor personally, and the four of them were a little nervous.

Cao Hua walked out of the eaves and moved a little. He had a strong body and had no effect on his rest for seven or eight days. The knife wound on his waist was a bit inappropriate. He wrapped it tightly with a bandage to prevent the wound from cracking again when he was exerting force later.

"Who will come first?"

"I!"

Han'er was the most excited and was about to chop the young master with a sword in hand.

Cao Hua couldn't hold on to the heat and did not dare to let Han'er take the risk. He swept over in a blink of an eye and looked at Huang Dahaw, whose arms were thicker than Han'er's waist. He felt that he was thick in skin and flesh, and he should not be beaten to death with one punch. He raised his hand and pointed: "Dahawk, come first!"

Huang Dahui was stunned. He was the most burly figure and one head taller than everyone, but in terms of martial arts, he was the weakest among the four. Unexpectedly, the governor would pick soft persimmons.

But after thinking about it, the four people seemed to be soft persimmons in the eyes of the governor, and Huang Daehui did not hesitate and stepped forward.

Huang Daehh used a long-handled copper hammer of more than 40 kilograms. Ordinary people were exhausted after a few swings, but he relied on his natural physique to wield like the wind. No matter how hard the person was, he would end up breaking his bones and skulls.

However, being too strong affects your movements and is a little inflexible. When encountering a fast sword like Han'er, he basically misses the first hammer and has no chance to swing the second shot.

The sun sets, and the shadows of two people are revealed on the ground.
Chapter completed!