Chapter Eleven: Sword Technique Two
The fourth one to appear was Wu Shang, with a baby face, slanted eyebrows and warm eyes that gave off an amiable feeling. Just like Wu Xue, he had a smile on his face all day long, a smile that could make anyone feel soft-hearted and unguarded. If he didn't have a sword in hand, he looked just like a humble student or a neighbor's older brother. But if you thought he was harmless, then you were greatly mistaken. Just look at Wu Shang's swordsmanship - the slender yet powerful xuan-iron longsword in his hand had an entirely different meaning to it.
At first, Musou's sword technique was still orthodox, but as the battle intensified, his technique changed. With a "whooshing" sound, Musou switched his right-handed sword to his left hand, and his style suddenly became bizarre. He often launched surprise attacks from angles that others found strange and startling. Then, Musou let Fusou witness what it meant to be a "strange swordsman": left-handed sword, right-handed sword, reverse-gripped sword, double-footed sword... It seemed like every part of Musou's body could wield a sword, and each part could make a move. The strangeness of his sword techniques was hard to put into words, but one thing was certain: "strange"! However, it also showcased Musou's exceptional physical abilities among the group.
Fu Su was shocked and couldn't help but think of the great work "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber" by Jin Yong, where the Persian Ming Cult's Flowing Wind Stance was depicted as a strange and bizarre technique that could even hurt enemies with one's buttocks! Fu Su also wondered if this "no injury" stance could also be used to wield a sword with his buttocks! (Author's note: Of course, this is just a joke!)
When the sword stopped, Fu Su couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh loudly: "The sword has no fixed form, the move has no fixed shape, everything can be used as a sword, the whole body can be used as a sword, Wu Xie is worthy of being called 'Sword Demon'!" Wu Xie was overjoyed when he heard Fu Su give him the name and said: "Thank you, young master, for your generous gift!"
It was the fifth person's turn, Wu Yu. Among the five male swordsmen, Wu Yu had the most calm expression. He half-closed his eyes and didn't say a word, but nodded at Fu Su before walking into the arena. "Clang——!" A slow and low-pitched sound of drawing a sword was heard, and a cyan-colored Xuan Iron long sword appeared in front of everyone: The sword body was about three feet seven inches long, and more than three inches wide, making it neither too long nor too short, too thick nor too thin, too wide nor too narrow. It seemed to have no unusual features at all. However, Wu Yu's move still startled Fu Su.
At the beginning, the sword style is light and agile, with a carefree wind; after more than ten moves, the sword technique changes, becoming strange and eerie, with an unpredictable wind; after seven or eight moves, the sword style changes again, becoming strong and fierce, without weakness; finally, both hands take turns wielding the sword, either thrusting forward or striking backward, and still not losing to No Injury...
Fu Su was shocked: one person is proficient in several swordsmanship, gathering the strengths of various schools of swordsmanship, such a talent is extremely rare, among these five people, Wu Yu Sword Technique should be the highest!
Finally, when Wu Yu stopped his sword, Fu Su was stunned and turned to ask the eldest of the five, Wu Xin: "How can Wu Yu have so many different sword techniques?" Wu Xin smiled and said in a low voice: "He is a sword fanatic among our Mo School, every day he has no other hobby, only knows how to practice swords, as long as he thinks it's a good sword technique, he will find a way to learn it! So among the five of us, his sword techniques are the most diverse and his martial arts skills are also the strongest!"
"Oh, the name 'Sword Crazy' is indeed well-deserved, I won't bother to think of another one for you!" Wu Yu revealed a faint smile, nodded slightly, and retreated to the side.
Fu Su looked at the four beauties who were about to perform, blinked her big eyes, and smiled warmly: "Four sisters, it's your turn next!" The four beauties looked at each other, their faces slightly red, looking quite shy and lovely. Immediately, Huo Feng nodded, and the four women stepped into the arena together.
Fu Su was taken aback: "What are you all doing?" Then he saw the four women standing at the corners of a square formation, and simultaneously drew out their long swords from behind them. With a gentle shout, they began to dance with their swords, weaving in and out of each other's movements. Fu Su immediately understood: they were demonstrating a sword array. Amidst the flashing sword lights, the swords fluttered about like spirits, forming a net-like pattern that was both beautiful and deadly; amidst the sounds of their gentle shouts, their figures flew about like swallows entering a forest, so lithe and charming. But what most caught Fu Su's attention was still the four women's **continuously drawing out wave after wave of enticing curves as they moved intensely, making Fu Su unable to help but swallow hard and have lewd thoughts.
Fusu, after all, had a good grasp of the situation and was able to observe the four women carefully, except for occasional lapses in attention. From their skilled swordplay and seamless coordination, Fusu could tell that they had practiced this sword formation many times before. Moreover, judging from the power of the formation, it seemed that any one of the five people, including Wu Xin, might not be able to withstand the combined attack of the four women alone, but together, their sword formation should be able to easily defeat even the strongest among them, Wu Yu.
The sword stopped, and four beautiful women with sweat-drenched faces stood in front of Fu Su, eagerly waiting for his evaluation. Due to exhaustion, the four women's high-pitched breathing caused their chests to heave up and down, creating a stunning wave-like motion that made Fu Su's eyes sparkle with golden stars, and his heart felt a little itchy. However, considering his identity and age, he calmly applauded and praised: "The swordsmanship of the four sisters is exquisite, the sword array is extraordinary, not inferior to that of men. I wonder if this array has a name?"
The longest Huo Feng wiped the hot sweat from his forehead, flashed his enchanting eyes, and said in a soft voice: "Return to Gongzi, this is the 'Four Swallow Formation' created by Mo Feng Zhen. We are all his disciples." "Oh!" Fu Su heard that he couldn't help but think of some ugly thoughts: That Mo Feng looks very honest, how come he took these delicate little girls as his disciples? Maybe he's also a pervert!
Four sisters, the 'Four Swallow Formation' is too common, from now on you will be my attendants, and I'll give you a more elegant nickname. Hmm, let's call it 'Screen Wind Four Fans Gate', isn't that better than 'Four Swallow Formation'? The four girls looked at each other, seemingly satisfied with this more refined nickname, and smiled as they bowed: "Thank you, young master!"
After watching the nine people's martial arts, they are indeed all top-notch swordsmen. However, it is not possible that the nine of them only know how to use swords. Fu Su then asked: "Besides sword skills, what else can you nine do?" Wu Xin scratched his head and said: "We are all from the Mo Gate, often responsible for investigating secrets, so our lightness skills are also good, we are skilled at tracking, generally flying eaves and wall-climbing skills cannot stump us. It seems like there's nothing else!"
Fu Su nodded: "It seems that the nine of us can only serve as our own personal bodyguards and loyal henchmen! As for the famous generals and strategists needed for future great undertakings, it seems we'll have to find them ourselves!" Just then, the lovely Qing Luan blinked her big beautiful eyes, twitched her delicate nose, and said in a soft voice: "Young Master, Huo Feng sister can paint, I can embroider flowers, Lan Shuang sister can cook, and Su Xue sister can do hairdressing!"
Huofeng's face turned slightly awkward, and she glared at Qingluan with annoyance: "Second sister, shut up! The young master is asking about important matters, who asked you these trivial things!" Qingluan shrank her small head and said dejectedly: "If I don't speak, then I won't speak. Why are you so fierce, big sister?" Lanyin saw the situation and winked at Suxue, and the two of them smiled slightly without saying a word, obviously they were already used to Qingluan's behavior. The clever Fusu had quickly discerned the personalities of the four girls by now: Huofeng was steady, Qingluan was lively, Lanyin was open-minded, and Suxue was gentle!
Fu Su knew that the four girls were still young and had not yet shed their childish innocence, so she didn't mind. After thinking for a moment, she said: "Alright, I'll arrange it for you. Without harming any of the five of you, each person will take turns guarding me for one day. If I need to leave the palace, all of you will go together. Fire Phoenix and the other four of you can just attend to my daily needs and take care of my living arrangements. Any questions?" "No!" The nine of them had been trained from a young age to absolutely obey orders, only knowing how to carry out commands, but not knowing how to disobey.
Fu Su looked at the nine people, feeling satisfied: "Come on, Zhao Gao, Li Si, my wings are now complete, with powerful guards inside and Wang Jian and Feng Jie helping outside, I won't necessarily lose to you again!" As he spoke, his eyes secretly glanced at the four beauties again, and his mind began to wander: "Hehe, since Mo Feng Lao has sent them to me, it means he's also entrusted their lives to me. My good fortune is indeed not bad. However, in the future, I mustn't mistreat them!"
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