Chapter 424: Online game cannon fodder counterattack conquers god-level players 34
Grandpa Su raised his eyebrows and raised his mustache, and the other younger uncles looked suspicious.
In such a situation, Shu Ange could only smile shyly: "Hello, elders, Hong Yu only knows how to embroider his legs. Theory is better than practice."
With this explanation, the elders of the Su family were relieved. After all, Shu Ange looked immature, no older than 18 years old, and dressed casually.
"Haha, since ancient times heroes have been young, how old is the little girl this year?"
Grandpa Su took the lead in expressing his affection for Shu Ange, and the rest of the elders also smiled. Su Lingchen breathed a sigh of relief. He had deliberately blurred Shu Ange's age before, because he was afraid that his family would doubt her ability because of her age.
Now that people have brought it, the previous concerns can be dispelled.
Therefore, without waiting for Shu Ange to reply, Su Lingchen responded first: "Grandpa, Hong Yu is 17 years old this year. Aren't you curious about the original swordsmanship of "Jian Xiao Jiutian"? Let Hong Yu practice first."
"If the elders don't mind, the little girl is willing to show her ugliness."
The Su family called Wen Xuexuan, and Shu Ange was also taken away from the old-fashioned self-proclaimed name.
Grandpa Su saw the picturesque eyes of cardamom, but he said what these old antiques like to say, he was amused and laughed, stretched out his hand and stroked his beard: "Okay, Xiao Chenzi, bring a lighter sword and let the little girl come over. Give it a try."
"Thank you grandpa for your concern, Hong Yu likes to use the epee."
Although people in this era do not like to exercise as much as they did a few decades ago, most of them are in good health due to the popularity of genetic optimization.
When Wen Hongyu was born, the Wen family was from a good family, and she was given a-level genetic optimization, so even if she had poor food these days, her physical fitness did not drop much.
Seeing that she was about to use an epee, Su Lingchen's father smiled: "The future is terrifying, even seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls use epee, we old men are really old."
Good words don't require money, and Shu Ange complimented her sweetly: "Several uncles and uncles are young and strong, but they are old. In fact, heavy swords are easier to grasp than soft swords and lightweight swords."
"It's very good for this little girl to have this knowledge, Xiao Chenzi, bring the Xuanxin sword."
Hearing grandpa take a sip of little dust, Su Lingchen said helplessly: "Grandpa, I'm in my twenties or thirties, so don't sip a little dust."
Hundreds of years ago, this was the name of the **** in the palace, and in front of Shu Ange, Su Lingchen's face was really a little uneasy.
Shu Ange snickered in a sullen voice. The Su family was more friendly and kind than she had imagined. The old men wore Tang suits or practice clothes, and they were not angry and powerful, and they spoke kindly to their relatives.
Su Lingchen complained and complained, but still hugged the Xuanxin sword.
Shu Ange took the sword in both hands.
The Su family's sword is over-blade. Although the Xuanxin sword is heavy, it has a sharp blade and is made with ancient methods.
Seeing that Shu Ange was in love with the Xuanxin sword, and his eyes showed admiration, Grandpa Su said proudly: "This sword is not bad, but the Xuanxin sword was bought by my grandfather at an auction a hundred years ago. "
This is not only a sword, but also an antique. Shu Ange raised his eyebrows and smiled proudly: "A good sword needs a hero to match. The old man loves the sword and protects the sword, which is admirable."
"Hey, it's still your little girl who has vision. It's not like some people, after knowing the price of the sword, are afraid of breaking the sword, crying and asking to put the sword in the Treasure Pavilion."
Su Lingchen's old face turned red, his eyes were uncomfortable, and he let out a long belch.
"Grandpa, it's so many years ago, and you're still making fun of it."
Shu Ange lowered her head and coughed lightly to hide her smile.
Unexpectedly, when Su Lingchen was still so embarrassed, no matter how he looked at him, he didn't look like a miser. After a young age, he would cry and ask to be placed in the Treasure Pavilion because the sword was too expensive.
Thinking of how much Su Lingchen had helped her, Shu Ange decided to help him. She raised her Xuanxin sword and jumped into the martial arts field, and stood there stunned: "All elders, Hong Yu is going to start. Well, please advise."
Her expression is lively and agile, with dark hair like a fairy, like a little fairy flying down to earth.
After the hand gesture, Shu Ange's momentum suddenly changed, the cold wind blew cold light, and her figure swayed like a wild goose, sometimes rising into the air, and sometimes falling down.
Xuan Xinjian weighs about 70 to 80 kilograms. It seems to have no weight among Shu An singers, and it dances with her pace.
"Jianxiao Jiutian" takes the killing route, and seeing the blood is the biggest feature of this swordsmanship.
But in front of the younger generation, Shu Ange couldn't make his murderous aura too obvious. Although she led thousands of troops and horses in **** battles, she also took the head of a person from a distance of thousands of miles.
However, the original owner was only 17 years old, and Shu Ange's swordsmanship made it possible to explain it by his innate talent. But if she wants to show her murderous aura, she will definitely be regarded as a natural pervert.
Su Lingchen watched carefully with the elders in the family, and he clearly felt that Shu Ange's swordsmanship was much less sharp this time.
Maybe this is the difference between the game and reality. When Su Lingchen rehearsed "Sword Roaring Nine Heavens" in reality, he was not as good as Shu Ange.
Shu Ange's use of the sword has reached the level of perfection, and everyone can't help but indulge in it, and has a new understanding of kendo.
"Thank you for coming."
After collecting the sword, seeing the surprise in everyone's eyes still not dissipated, Shu Ange slammed his hands and shouted, and Mr. Su took the lead in applauding.
"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful! Old man, I have almost stepped into the coffin with one foot in my life, and I can still see such wonderful swordsmanship. This life is worth it."
Master Su's generous speech is undoubtedly the highest compliment to Shu Ange, and the rest of the Su family are not stingy in their praise.
Shu Ange was embarrassed by everyone's praise, she returned the Xuanxin sword to Su Lingchen with both hands, and said ashamed: "The swordsmanship of "Jianxiao Jiutian" is too murderous, it is a great general who fought and fought for many years in ancient times. What was created has been lost in the long river of history for many years.”
Hearing what she said, Mr. Su sighed with emotion: "This sword technique is indeed too heavy. If hundreds of years ago, when the country was in trouble and family feud, it would have been a pleasure to use the sword to punish the strong and **** evil."
"Father, hot weapons became popular in wars hundreds of years ago, and cold weapons are too bad."
Su Lingchen's uncle dismantled the platform, causing the old man Su to blow his beard and stare: "What do you know, when a hot weapon is in close combat, how can it be as convenient as a cold weapon. Good skills can prevent the opponent from firing a shot."
The old man is getting old, and his temper is still quite hot. When the elders speak, Shu Ange has no room to interrupt and can only smile. Su Lingchen casts a slightly helpless look at her.
The Su family were very friendly, not as high as Shu Ange imagined, and even Su Lingchen became down-to-earth in front of his family.