Chapter 28: Move half a step

Lu Mingshu did not stay in Liulin for a long time.
Zhuo Jian only said one sentence: "You are just right, you have to go to Hongdao Hall, you can go together."
Hongdokan, the performance of the Kyuto Palace.
In addition to the various veins, the Jiu Yao Palace also arranged a unified teaching. If the Master had something, he could entrust the disciple under the door to the Hongdao Museum. Or, go to the Hongdao Museum and learn from other disciples.
Gao Song is obviously going to learn from it.
Looking at the stilts pulling a wolf from the animal bar, Lu Mingshu is a bit soft.
This wolf looks like a demon wolf she has seen in a different world. She is as strong as a calf. It is not an ordinary breed at first glance.
She has a psychological shadow!
"What's wrong?" Gao Yan saw that she didn't dare to look forward. She laughed. "Don't be afraid, this wolf was hand-grabbed by my ancestors. It has been domesticated and will not bite."
Jiu Yaoshan is so big, there are indispensable tools for transportation. Lu Mingshu has seen others riding a sheep and riding a deer, but has never seen a wolf.
However, this wolf is indeed not fierce, there is no fierce light in his eyes, his attitude is lazy, the brush is shiny and smooth, and there is no smell.
Under the command of Gaochun, she went around and carefully rode.
"Hold it!" Gao Yan let her grab her waist, patted the head of the devil wolf, and flew out.
All the way to the wind, over the mountains.
This is much faster than walking. When can she have her own mount?
"Lu Mingshu, have you practiced "Tian Yun Jian"?" Gao Hao asked the wolf while he was leisurely.
"Treading the Clouds" is the basic method of the Jiu Yao Palace.
Lu Mingshu has a dim sum. In the past few days, she has been practicing the "Basic Swordsmanship" extracted from the Skywheel. "Tianyun Swordsman" has only been practiced once. I feel that there is no "Basic Swordsmanship" and I have not practiced.
"Not very familiar..."
"It's a pity." Gao Yan was disappointed. "The last time I went to Hongdao Hall, I almost hit the guy who picked Star Cliff. I made an appointment today. I thought, you came to help me!"

Lu Mingshu rounded his eyes: "Is it better than fighting? The martial art is not forbidden?" The disciple's manual says!
Gao said: "You also say that it is a private fight! Hongdao Museum has a testimony, it is a public fight."
Ok……
The more I want to be more excited, the sorghum patted the little chest and said: "The ancestors let me teach you, you have to be optimistic later!"
"Yeah." Lu Mingshu nodded seriously. She also wants to know how strong the disciples of the orthodox inheritance of the Jiu Yao Palace.
The mount wolves ran fast, and less than half an hour later they arrived at Hongdao Hall.
In the animal shed outside the museum, there are many mounts, horses and cows, deer, and wolves like sorghum. Lu Mingshu also saw a lion with golden hair!
Gao Wei left the mount and took Lu Mingshu into the Hongdao Pavilion.
In the corner of the exclusive newcomer of Hongdao Hall, several children are sipping and smashing into a ball. They are not old enough, and they have no rules to start with, but they are very lively.
As soon as he saw the sorghum coming in, a tall child in his head immediately stopped his hand and called at him: "High horse, I thought you were afraid to come!" The tone was very strong.
Gao Hao swayed and walked over: "I don't have anything to dare? Zhang Xiaoqiang, you are so anxious!" said, to Lu Mingshu, "Hey, this is Zhang Qiang, call him Zhang Xiaoqiang."

Xiaoqiang is the singer's nickname. Zhang Qiang's name is Xiaoqiang, but he is also a surname, and Gaochun has given him such a nickname.
Zhang Qiang saw Gao Hao with a little girl. He was quite nervous. He was so angry that he suddenly became angry: "High horses, what kind of thing is to play with your mouth, come and come, let's see the real chapter under our hands!"
"Come on, who is afraid of who!"
When the two men finished, they took a wooden sword from the weapon rack next to them, and they just started playing!
The next class saw them and saw that they used the wooden sword to practice.
Zhang Qiang is actually only nine years old, but he is strong, and is almost as tall as a child of 12 or 3 years old. Sorghum is the shape of a normal eight-year-old child, and he is short in front of him.
Lu Mingshu looked at Zhang Qiang's wooden sword and squatted down. Gao Gao raised the sword and blocked it. The power was so great that he shook it.
Zhang Qiang was born strong and not stupid. He knew where his strengths were and he was strong.
Gao Hao is not stupid, taking advantage of his own flexibility, can hide and hide, turn around the chapter, consume his physical strength.
The two of you came to me, but it was quite a match.
The child didn't have a heavy weight, and he slammed it. Zhang Qiang's leg was swept away, and he was angry. He took a wooden sword to poke the high-shoulder's shoulder. The sorghum was angry and rushed. Both of them abandoned the sword and wrestled.
A group of children were noisy, and the teachings there saw that their faces came in with iron and blue, one by one, and they were thrown aside: "Come on your confinement!"
Gao Wei climbed up under the help of Lu Mingshu, and wanted to rush up. He was pulled by Lu Mingshu and he stopped.
"Every time this is the case," Gao said with her spit. "The sword is not very good. The old sword is used as a knife, and it will only take advantage of its own strength."
Lu Mingshu thought for a moment and whispered: "Every time he goes out of the sword, you move halfway to the right. He is useless."
Sorghum big eyes: "What do you mean?"
Lu Mingshu blinked: "Then he can't beat it!"
Gao Hao is a bit silly: "I will move half a step, he will catch up!"
"I don't believe you try again." Lu Mingshu calculated it in his heart. It was a distance. "It’s probably so far."
Gao Wei was dubious, stood up and tried two times: "So?"
"Correct?"
Gao Hao grabbed his head and based on his trust in Lu Mingshu, he ran again to invite him: "Zhang Xiaoqiang, dare not come again?"
"Is there anything I dare?" Zhang Qiang suddenly stood up. "I won't let you this time."
"Speak big! Who does not know who?"
The two men picked up the wooden sword again and picked it up.
When Zhang Qiang’s sword came down, Gao Song remembered Lu Mingshu’s words and moved halfway to the right.
Zhang Qiangli naturally caught up, and when he reached the shoulder of Gaochun, he stopped.
Gao Hao tried again a few times, and each time was the same. As long as he moved half a step, Zhang Qiang’s sword would not hit him.
He was very excited, and he even made a move. He finally took Zhang Jian’s sword and flew it. Finally, he pointed his sword at Zhang Qiang:
How, take it?

Zhang Qiang lost inexplicably and couldn't figure it out.
On the way back, Gao Song was excited: "How do you know that you can't get a half-step, Zhang Qiang can't hit?"
Lu Mingshu said: "He is big, he is not very flexible, and he is right-handed. It is not as good as the right on the left. Isn't his left side your right? You move halfway to the right, he doesn't turn enough time, he can't fight Arrived."
The sorghum mouth is so open that it can put an egg: "This... can you see it?"
Lu Mingshu replied earnestly: "It is not for reading. It is for counting."
......
Lu Mingshu was sent to Bixi Valley, and Gao Song returned to Liu Lin.
His master, An Tongchen, was in a critical period and was sent to retreat. The person who is now in charge of him is the ancestor.
Listening to Gao Song said that today in the Hongdao Pavilion, Zhuo Jian did not speak for a long time.
Gao can't help but ask: "Master, can this be counted?"
Silence for a long time, Zhuo Jian slowly slowed down: "It can be counted, but, with her age..." He looked at the setting sun, revealing a stunned color, "This child reminds me of her master...

"Ah? Who are you talking about?"
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I know that Xiaoqiang comes from the stars of the week, this world should not have, everyone pretends to be