Soul Emperor Martial God

"Little brother Xiao Yi."

"Today you will stay with me for one night, okay?"

Uncle Ding smiled and looked at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi nodded, "I'm disturbing Uncle Ding."

After entering Ding’s house just now, I walked all the way and arrived at Uncle Ding’s house not long after.

This Dingjiazhuang is somewhat like his Xiao family back then.

In the big Xiao family land, people of the same surname Xiao lived. Although the families did not live under the same roof, they jointly guarded the honor of the word "Xiao".

Dingjiazhuang is the same here, the biggest is the Ding family head.

And this Uncle Ding, in Dingjiazhuang, is not low, except for his ancestors, he belongs to his generation.

Uncle Ding's home is also simple, although it is not a thatched house, it is just a bamboo house.

At this moment, Uncle Ding suddenly scratched his head and chuckled, "Um, little brother Xiao Yi..."

Uncle Ding was so burly, but with a shy smile, Xiao Yi couldn't help making Xiao Yi chuckle.

"Uncle Ding has something, just speak up."

"Then I'll be straightforward." Uncle Ding said.

"Little brother Xiao Yi, can you learn kendo with me?"

"Oh." Uncle Ding waved his hand again and again, "No need now, wait for Xiao Yi's little brother to recover tomorrow, and it won't be too late to learn."

"Learning?" Xiao Yi frowned.

Uncle Ding scratched his head and said, "When I first saw you, Xiao Yi, little brother, I knew you were a foreign warrior."

"Also, little brother Xiao Yi, you are a strong sword repairman, and your eyes, and the breath of swordsmanship, are not deceiving."

"Haha." Uncle Ding said, embarrassed, "I'll tell you, I haven't played against a foreign warrior in a long time, let alone a foreign sword repairer."

"No, my hands are itchy."

"In fact, I invited you back to Dingjiazhuang because of this unrelenting invitation."

"That's it." Xiao Yi nodded.

"Then do it." Xiao Yi smiled.

"Little brother Xiao Yi, did you agree?" Uncle Ding said joyfully, "but don't worry about this moment."

"When you recover tomorrow, we two will discuss each other again."

"If you are hurting yourself now, it would not be good to discuss with me again."

"It's okay, let's learn from each other." Xiao Yi smiled faintly.

"But..." Uncle Ding hesitated.

"It's okay." Xiao Yi could only say, "Let's learn about it later. If I can't bear it, I will stop, and I can continue to learn tomorrow."

"Okay, that's okay." Uncle Ding took a few steps back with a smile on his face, put a posture, a sharp sword in his hand appeared out of thin air.

"Don't use sword skills, just fight sword skills, okay?"

Xiao Yi nodded, stepped back and glanced at the sword in Uncle Ding's hand.

That was just a sword of the sub-sacred weapon level.

Therefore, Xiao Yi also took out a sub-sacred sword from Qiankun Ring.

"Huh?" Uncle Ding glanced at Xiao Yi's sword and shook his head repeatedly.

"What?" Xiao Yi asked doubtfully.

"Your sword, no." Uncle Ding was full of regret, "Good materials were wasted for nothing."

"Looking back, I'll help Xiao Yi, little brother, melt this one for you and make a new one for you."

"Thank you." Xiao Yi nodded, "Go ahead."

"Eh." Uncle Ding waved his hand, "You are not in full bloom yet, and you are a young man, Uncle Ding wants you to act first."

Uncle Ding's face was full of boldness.

"Really?" Xiao Yi asked with a smile.

"Of course." Uncle Ding's chest was straightened.

"Good." Xiao Yi nodded.

Cang...

A crisp sword sounded, and Xiao Yi shot instantly.

The sharp sword in his hand, the tip of the sword, pointed directly at Uncle Ding's throat.

He didn't use the power of starlight, only relying on the nine-fold cultivation base of the Saint King Realm.

In addition, his current strength is not sustainable, so his strength is only around the eighth layer of the Saint King Realm.

"Huh? A fast sword." Uncle Ding was obviously surprised.

Cang...

Uncle Ding lifted the sword in his hand, and the blade instantly blocked him.

Before Xiao Yi's sword tip came, the sword body blocked the sword tip.

"Huh?" Xiao Yi also looked surprised.

What he just used was the swordsmanship of first-class kendo.

But Uncle Ding raised his hand with a sword, but it was just a random block, and there was no trace of kendo.

"What a great swordsmanship response." Xiao Yi couldn't help but exclaimed.

Cang...

At this time, Uncle Ding's sword shook.

Xiao Yi's sword was immediately retreated.

锵... 锵... 锵...

The two swords clashed instantly.

But for a while, the two confronted dozens of moves, and Xiao Yi couldn't help frowning.

He was completely at a disadvantage.

Even, had to use top kendo.

Until this time, Uncle Ding began to use Kendo.

Observing his kendo, he should practice first-class kendo.

With dozens of other moves, Xiao Yi frowned directly.

After Uncle Ding really used kendo, and his strength was exhausted, Xiao Yi was forced to use domineering kendo.

"A terrifying swordsmanship level." Xiao Yi was secretly horrified.

This Uncle Ding, relying solely on first-class kendo, forced him to use domineering kendo?

Cang...

Xiao Yi's original exquisite and fast swordsmanship suddenly became slow, but it was so powerful that it broke ten times.

With a stroke, Uncle Ding was directly stepped back.

"Wow, that's amazing."

I don't know when to start, the girl who called Qiuyue sat on the stone bench on one side and watched the two people's kendo in earnest.

"This is the first time I have seen my second uncle learn kendo with others and be beaten back."

锵... 锵... 锵...

Xiao Yi's sword is no longer fancy.

Yes, just one sword after another.

But under the simple chopping sword, it is unparalleled.

No matter how Uncle Ding used his sword, he couldn't break the sword style of Xiao Yi.

The **** the side, in a pair of beautiful eyes, brilliance continued.

"Huh." I don't know when, the young man is also there.

"Sister Qiuyue, what's so good about this."

"Look at that kid's sword, it's so clumsy, I think it just depends on strength."

"If he is against me, he is afraid that he will lose even if he has no chance to react."

The girl glanced at the young man, her expression disgusted, "Ding Xi, you can't even beat me."

"Who said that." The young man was anxious, "I practice swordsmanship diligently these days..."

Young people keep talking.

But the girl's eyes were completely fixed on the swords of Xiao Yi and Uncle Ding.

Ten minutes later.

Uncle Ding stepped back under Xiao Yijian.

Xiao Yi's sword was extremely domineering, and Uncle Ding was left with bitter resistance.

Not long after, the sword in Uncle Ding's hand was shaken off and was directly defeated.

"Acceptance." Xiao Yi smiled.

"Awesome, really amazing." Uncle Ding was full of admiration, "When you come to swordsmanship, you have defeated me in swordsmanship."

"Little brother Xiao Yi, it seems that he is deeply hidden."

"Heh." Xiao Yi smiled and didn't say much.

"We are here to learn from each other."

Xiao Yi wanted to see Uncle Ding's sword power.

However, in the discussions just now, Uncle Ding has never used sword power, which makes Xiao Yi feel a bit pity.

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