Chapter 393

Seeing her coming out, Xingtong stepped forward and came to her side and said, "Master, Situ came before and said that no one has signed up for this half-month challenge."

Hearing this, Tangning laughed, "That's normal. After all, not everyone can easily get those points. Before they are fully confident, they probably won't try again."

As she spoke, she moved her muscles and bones, and said, "Go back and tell Situ, if someone challenges him, let him arrange it, and I can't go."

"Yes." Xing Tong responded.

"How's the injury? Does the wound still hurt?" Tangning asked.

"It's already good." Xing Tong turned his arms and said, "I have been raised in the city for a few days, and I have been raised in the academy for several days, and it is no longer a big problem."

Tangning nodded and walked towards the open space in front of her while hooking her fingers, "Since there's nothing serious, then it's just a matter of practice."

When Han Zhi, who was cultivating under the tree over there, heard the master's words, he also stood up: "Master, do you need me?" In the past, he used to be Xing Tong's sparring partner.

"No, you stay by the side." Tangning waved her hand and looked at Xing Tong, "Attack me."

"Yes."

Xing Tong responded, and her figure flashed forward, shaking her hand into a fist and attacking her. Because she knew that her skills could not hurt her, Xing Tong did not keep her hands, and used very fierce attacks.

The big difference in the rank of strength lies in the fact that, at the level of her spiritual master, looking at her qi-refining cultivator's attack movements, in her eyes, it is really slow, and the speed is slow, so she can easily crack her moves. Don't even think about hurting her.

She played a few tricks with her, and after roughly figuring out her current skills and reactions, she said, "I will teach you a set of close-up swordsmanship and movement techniques, you should watch it carefully."

She glanced at Xingtong, then took out the dagger and held it in her hand. The dagger turned in her hand, and it passed a sharp arc as if it was flexible and alive. Hands, as the moves unfolded, the sharp swordsmanship and footwork were perfectly matched, making Xingtong's eyes slightly brighter.

Han Zhi, who was on the side, knew that this set of swordsmanship and bodywork were more suitable for women. This footwork was mainly light and agile, and the swordsmanship was unexpectedly sharp. The fatal position, if the two are skillfully used and combined into one, its power cannot be underestimated.

Xing Tong looked at it seriously, and followed her master's steps and techniques while listening to the formulas that her master said and memorized it.

Tangning was worried that she would not be able to remember, so she demonstrated it twice before finally asking her, "Can you remember?"

Xingtong nodded, his eyes brightened: "Remember."

Hearing this, she smiled, walked to the stone table and sat down, gesturing, "Well, practice by yourself!"

Han Zhi stood beside her, and when she saw Xingtong practicing there, she couldn't help thinking of what Niu Dali asked, and asked, "Master, when the college is on holiday, will I go home to see?"

"I have to go back." Even if she didn't really want to go back, she still had to go back. After all, she was not only Master Tang, she was also Tangning, the young master of the Tang family.

"Then will the master bring his subordinates and Xingtong back?" He asked a little nervously what he wanted to ask.