Yingzhou Kyoto.

For many days, it has been cloudy.

There is only one last day left before the final battle between Shirakawa Hidezawa and Chiba Sheng.

“It’s snowing.”

In the backyard of Li's mansion, Li Ziye, who was practicing swordsmanship, suddenly felt a chill flashing through his neck and subconsciously raised his head.

I saw the snow falling in the sky, so beautiful.

It snowed for the first time in one month since winter began.

In the courtyard, Hua Fengdu and Bai Wangyu also looked at the sky one after another, with a strange look on their faces.

It snows, which means that the New Year is not far away.

I don’t know if I have time to rush back to celebrate the New Year.

"Don't be distracted, keep going!"

In the courtyard, Li Qingzhi spoke.

"yes!"

Li Ziye came back to his senses and continued practicing swordsmanship.

Ten days.

Li Ziye made progress again.

The hand holding the sword is obviously much more stable.

"I kept looking at the young master and realized that the young master was not as stupid as I thought."

In front of the porch, Hua Fengdu smiled and said, "Although he is not like you geniuses who can learn it once, the young master is also improving every day."

"Brother Li has a good attitude, so even if he doesn't practice quickly, he won't be impatient."

On the side, Bai Wangyu said softly, "The Confucian leader once said that Brother Li's mentality is better than all the disciples of the Confucian sect. This is the biggest advantage of Brother Li. You can make progress every day, and you will accumulate less and you will become more."

"He is so heartless." Hua Fengdu smiled.

"The Supreme Saint Fight!"

While the two were talking, in the yard, Li Ziye shouted loudly, and his true energy rushed against the divine sect, and his cultivation level rose sharply.

Ten steps away, Li Qingzhi narrowed his eyes when he saw this.

Here comes!

In this state, it is not easy to use the word "文" score.

"Secret Congratulations to Liujia, the fierce soldiers are extremely powerful!"

The Supreme Saint Fighting fusion of the Taoist soldiers' word "大子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子子�

"Is the little boy crazy?"

Outside the battle, Hua Fengdu looked shocked when he saw this scene.

He is not very skilled in the military character jurisprudence, so how dare he use this secret technique while using the Saint Fighting Technique?

"Only the word "Soldier" can't beat Qianye Feiyu."

On the side, Bai Wangyu said in a low voice, "So, Brother Li has no choice but to take a chance."

In the courtyard.

Li Ziye forced himself to merge into the Saint Fighting Technique and the Taoist secret technique of the soldier. He held the sword hand and a trace of blood was oozing out.

The power backfires, but if Li Ziye didn't know, he gritted his teeth and forced the Chunjun sword that was about to lose control.

After a moment, Li Ziye's true energy was lost, and only one sword was dazzling and so dazzling.

"The secret blessing of Liujia, the mysterious one is Dingyuan."

Ten steps away, Li Qingzhi saw this and pointed at the condensation of energy. A faint protective air shield appeared and blocked him in front of him.

The body protection qi shield with the intensity of the fourth realm, the flow of light, and the Taoist sect's calligraphy show different uses in the hands of the peerless geniuses of the Li family.

"Attack!"

Li Qingzhi looked at the younger brother in front of him and spoke.

"yes!"

Li Ziye endured the backlash on the sword, held the sword in his hand tightly, stepped out, and rushed forward.

But smell it!

There was a loud bang.

Two huge forces collided, and the sword in Li Ziye's hand flew out of his hand, and his entire right hand was stained with blood.

Yu Jin was shocked, and Li Ziye took several steps back.

Outside the battle.

Hua Fengdu, Bai Wangyu's expression changed slightly.

Just as I was about to fail.

Sudden.

In front of Li Qingzhi, the protective air shield broke down.

The dissipating starlight merged into the world and disappeared without a trace.

"By barely."

Li Qingzhi glanced at Luo Jian not far away and said in a low tone, "It's still an old question, it's not stable to hold the sword. The sword is the life of the swordsman. No matter when, you must hold your own sword tightly."

"Um."

Ten steps away, Li Ziye stabilized his body and nodded slightly, "I understand."

"Practice yourself. Tomorrow, whether you win or lose depends on your own luck."

Li Qingzhi said something and then took a step away.

Before entering the room, a smile appeared on the corner of Li Qingzhi's mouth.

More capable than he thought.

It's worth it. I worked hard to practice with this kid for such a day.

"Has the young master trained this?"

Seeing the owner entering the house, Hua Fengdu came to his senses and asked with some uncertainty.

"It's done."

On the side, Bai Wangyu smiled and said, "I'm just a little unskilled. In addition, the hand holding the sword is still unstable. Only Brother Li can overcome these things by himself."

"It's not bad!"

When Hua Fengdu heard this, he said with relief, "I think the young master can't practice it!"

"Brother Li, it's amazing."

Bai Wangyu looked at the boy in front of him and smiled, "Maybe, if you break another lineage, Brother Li will catch up with us."

"Break another lineage?"

Hua Fengdu's mouth twitched and said, "Can you break it with your head? Where can I find him a god? Moreover, it is stronger than the God of Chaos in Yingzhou. Even if we find it, we can't beat it."

"I believe there is no way out."

Bai Wangyu smiled and said, "There will be a turnaround."

In the courtyard.

Li Ziye ignored the two of them, stepped forward and pulled out the Chunjun sword, and then continued to practice.

He seemed to have found a trace of feeling.

Maybe, he can really win in the battle tomorrow!

Snow falls.

The sound of the sword rustled.

Under the gaze of the two, Li Ziye kept practicing hard and was very diligent.

The four words "diligence can make up for clumsiness" are fully reflected in Li Ziye.

Li Qingzhi did not lie about the time of practicing the word "Bing" practice. It did take only one hour for him to do it.

It took ten days for plums to go.

The gap is not a small part, but Li Ziye has made it.

Geniuses have a path to genius, and ordinary people have an ordinary way.
To be continued...