. "I can't say this by myself. If you want to know, why not try it?"

Bai Ze was actually very disgusted with using martial arts as a commercial promotion, but due to the situation, he had to find a job for emergency response, so he had to speak to this young man patiently.

However, it could be heard that his tone was already a little impatient.

Bai Ze himself is a master of the first level of boxing master. When looking at people, he no longer only stays on the surface, but looks at them at a glance. From the outside to the inside, he can see through the muscles, fur, qi, blood, and bones of people.

This young man was charming on the surface, but he couldn't hide it from Bai Ze's eyes. He wore golden glasses, not because of myopia, but because of his eyes, but to block the light. This woman is actually a real trainer.

Moreover, my whole body of kung fu has clearly reached a very high level, but I can't keep my divine light introverted, so I can only wear glasses to distract others from myself.

In addition, this woman's right hand is obviously thicker than her left hand, and her skeletal muscles. Although it is well maintained, her thumb, index finger, and tiger's mouth have heavy calluses and hard skin. She looks like a person who often practices swordsmanship.

Bai Ze's mind flashed and saw all the characteristics of the little body. He also understood that the other party wanted to stop him temporarily and say something, and most of them felt that he was different to some extent, but her eyesight was not enough to see through him.

I had to keep trying.

"Oh, little brother, you have a pretty temper! Well, let's try it."

Hearing Bai Ze's words, the other people in the room had already changed. Unexpectedly, this young man still did not change his face. When he looked at Bai Ze at the next, he seemed to have become more interested in him.

Then, regardless of what others did, he walked directly to Bai Ze and pointed his hand: "Please come here with me."

After saying this, he walked in front and still entered the elevator, but this time he went straight to the top floor of the building.

"Little brother, I must have seen my difference, so I won't say anything more to you, sister. I am the only one working on this floor. Without my instructions, the elevator cannot be brought up."

Shaofu drove the elevator, took Bai Ze out, and entered a huge office.

An arc-shaped floor-to-ceiling glass window was facing the front, which was arc-shaped upwards and extended to the top of the head. You could see the white clouds in the sky at a glance. Moreover, the glass here was all sea-blue filtered glass. No matter how strong the sunlight was, the light coming in was light blue, and there was no trace of heat at all.

The next moment, Bai Ze noticed that the decoration of the whole room was quite ancient. Except for the glass curtain wall on the front, most of the other places were traditional home decorations, including orchids, mahogany, bookshelf, guqin, and even the office desk. The Taishi Chair, Eight Immortals Table, purple clay teapot, a complete set of kung fu tea sets, and even a real small red mud stove was placed next to it, which was burning charcoal.

In such a modern fitness center, facing such a fashionable and beautiful young man, Bai Ze was surprised in her room.

Especially some calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall and the bottles at the intersection all decorate the entire space deliberately. Inside it, there is a rare purity.

Crossing through the office and then pushing open the door behind, inside is a practice room with very complete facilities.

Bai Ze followed in and couldn't help but feel surprised again, as if he had arrived at the martial arts hall of an ancient sect.

On the ground in the middle of the training room, a terrazzo of black and white color was built into a huge Tai Chi Bagua diagram, and the venue was very spacious. In addition, there were bright weapons such as swords, guns, swords, and halberds on one side, and all of them were really cut. In the inner part were sandbags hanging in circles, with special circular tracks on top, and there seemed to be power control, and the pulleys inside were connected to sandbags.

Moreover, these sandbags are three or four meters high from the ground, and they cannot reach a person if they jump. However, under the tracks of the sandbags, there are still 7,790 iron pillars of plum piles, which can be adjusted and retracted at any time.

Bai Ze saw it and realized that this was used to practice swordsmanship, body movements and footwork. The sandbags on them were not used for punching, but for hiding.

As the times progress, even the practice of these things have been so sophisticated, Bai Ze has opened his eyes. For a moment, he felt that when he practiced swords before, it was too simple. If he had these tools to assist, the practice might be more effective.

However, these things are all external objects. Although Bai Ze was a little envious, he didn't care. The level of swordsmanship depends on the kung fu, but not the equipment used to practice skills.

What caught his attention now was a painting hanging on the wall in the middle of the practice room.

In this painting, there is a bamboo forest. There is a white ape and a woman fighting with bamboo in the bamboo forest. The white ape flies from the forest. The woman's clothes fly, her movements are very elegant, and she smiles without touching the ground, as if she is flying.

"The monkey attacked Yue girl! The painting was lifelike, with both form and spirit. Although this painting is not an ancient painting, it has a profound artistic conception and the sword dance is interesting! The person who painted this painting must be a master of swordsmanship."

Bai Ze had been practicing Yuan Gong's swordsman for several months with Taoist Mu, and was studying the sword scriptures and Mingxiao's sword theory. When he saw the scene of the white ape and the Yue girl fighting in the painting, he instantly simulated the moves of both sides in his mind. It was so slight, and he knew that the person who painted this painting was quite not simple.

"Oh, little brother, can you still practice swordsmanship? This painting has been hanging here for several years. There are many fellow practitioners, and there are also a few of them who practice swordsmanship, but none of them can say what you said." After hearing this, Shaofu's eyes flashed and his beautiful eyes were nailed to Bai Ze's face.

It seems to be trying to see something from it.

"In front of you, I dare not say that I have practiced swords." Bai Ze's swordsmanship was passed down from Yuan Gong, represented by the white ape in the painting, and there was also a memory of him in his head. According to Mu Daoren, it should have involved some secrets in the pre-Qin swordsmanship. It is very likely that it was the sword immortal technique that was rumored in later generations.

These things were secretly revealed in any era, and Bai Ze now realizes that he has just learned swords and has not had a deep skill, so he just said something perfunctory and stopped talking about it.

On the contrary, it pointed out the little one's feet in one sentence.

"It's true that I have good eyesight. I've really read it wrong. Now my sister is becoming more and more interested in you!" The young man seemed to have a cold light flashing in his eyes, but his face was always a faint smile, and his voice became more and more sweet.

"Since that's the case, let's get to know each other officially. My sister's name is Chihong Yao, and I am also managing this club!"

After saying that, Niao Niao walked to Bai Ze, moved her wrist, smiled, and stretched out her left hand.

Bai Ze narrowed his eyes and did not stretch out his hand, but he felt an unusual movement from the woman. Sure enough, as soon as her left hand stretched out, just two feet away from Bai Ze, suddenly, a shiny and bright cold light flashed in his sleeve and slid into his hand.

He raised it up a little cold light and in a blink of an eye it hits in front of Bai Ze's throat.

This time it was fast and fierce, and then the handshake movement was to paralyze the opponent first, then it slid out of the sleeve and slid the dagger and sword to the vital point of the throat. When it was taken, it was like a poisonous snake leaping out of a hole.

Spirit Snake Thorn!

This sudden attack depends entirely on the muscles on the forearm. The shorter the distance, the faster the action is. It is an extremely difficult to defend against in swordsmanship. People who use this move often use the sword light to close the distance as if nothing had happened to the opponent, and the sword light flashed and pierced the throat.

In ancient times, there were mostly wars. Many women practice martial arts and swords. However, because the system was inherently limited, some people specialized in assassination swordsmanship that could kill with one blow at close range. At that time, women wore clothes and sleeves with big robes and shrank their hands in, and they could not see anything. Once they made a move, the sword light flew between the sleeves, like a white snake flying out of the hole.

Therefore, this kind of sword technique is called "spiritual snake stab" and kills people suddenly. In sword technique, many sword techniques have similar tricks, but like this sword of Red Medicine, it is better to hide and deceive, and it is a skill to go to the wrong path. In Bai Ze's eyes, it is not orthodox.

However, to practice such swordsmanship, the muscles on the hands must be very flexible and powerful. It is impossible for anyone who has not worked hard on this to stab such a sword.

And this sudden blow, a little cold light, and the skin on Bai Ze's Adam's apple instantly bulged with goose bumps, and the hairs stood upside down.

This move is not a fist, but a real dagger and short sword, which can kill people with a strong arm. What's more, a woman like Red Medicine who has been practicing sword for many years, has her entire body power concentrated on the tip of the sword, and a stab can penetrate an inch of steel plate.

Although Bai Ze had an iron cloth shirt to protect his body, he did not dare to use his choking and flesh body to resist this sword.

The hard qigong and silver gun locking throat on TV are all prepared in advance, and there are many techniques in it, far from what people see. If an ordinary person knows the trick and can practice it in the past year, that is not real kung fu.
Chapter completed!