The body shape touched, not only the wrist, but also the waist from the inner thigh, and was instantly covered by another layer of temperature. The blood under the skin began to flow rapidly, as if uncontrollable, and the even breathing in her ear almost instantly took away the calm on her face.

Unexpectedly, you are such a marshal!

There is only one sentence left in Leng Yiyao's mind now...

The late-night raid was no problem, just when she stepped into "Bai Ze", when the whole world felt that she had peeped into something extraordinary, she never thought that she would be taught "personally" by this man!

"Concentrate!" Hemo looked at her calmly, with interest in his eyes. He never gets close to women, one is that no one can really catch his eye, and the other is that he can't stand the various scents trapped on other people's bodies. In his heart, women who like to spray perfume on their bodies are all people who are not confident in their own body fragrance, but she is different. Looking at it from a distance, she could exude a shocking aura. Mingming sometimes likes to open a pair of moist eyes and pretend to be innocent with him, but she doesn't know that as long as her eyes are quiet, people can't wait to find out.

After he said this, he stopped making a sound, but directly clasped her right hand and thrust forward.

The air seemed to be suddenly drawn into an arc, and the icy tip of the sword had an indescribable beauty, and under the strange light, a dazzling light was reflected...

Leng Yiyao relaxed his body almost subconsciously, and his limbs stretched freely with his movements.

This is a feeling different from her own actions. She thought she would be controlled by him like a puppet, but, with his fingertips, his touch, his breathing, and even his heartbeat, she seemed At this moment, it can be clearly felt.

The sword in her hand suddenly became insignificant, and she felt a kind of vertical and horizontal pleasure. Palms overlapped, and the cold touch melted and retreated along his temperature, but she couldn't help but look at the other side of the sword way with some persistence.

Obviously, he was just taking her for practice, but it seemed like there was an opponent standing opposite him, and he had a panoramic view of every move.

"The biggest difference between the epee and the foil and sabre lies in its 'simple.'" He turned his head, and when he saw the slight light in her eyes, he couldn't help but smile, his eyes lowered, and he said quietly: "The effective range of the epee attack is the whole body, from the top of the head to the soles of the feet, as long as it is stabbed by a force of more than 750g, the referee will award an offensive score. In addition, if both sides hit each other at the same time within a quarter of a second, there is no Complicated initiative rules such as foil or saber determine which side is valid, but it is straightforward to award one point for each side. Therefore, all attacks contain a lot of uncertainty because of the multiple counterattack methods that the opponent may have. This makes the epee's tactical arrangement more and more complicated. Whether it is attacking or defending, it is full of tactical confusion. Everyone will cover up their actions under heavy foreshadowing and deception, and they are always ready to "get out of the way" to win."

As his last word fell, Leng Yiyao's fingertips stabbed together with him in the air, and the sound of breaking the air in this empty negative layer was particularly startling.

"Do you like 'fencing' very much?" She felt a gradually clearer touch, narrowed her eyes slightly, imagining what kind of arc she would draw without the "support" of the person behind her, and the corners of her lips swept lightly for a while The light in his eyes grew hotter.

Homer didn't answer her directly, "Fencing is like all other games in the world. There is always an opponent on the opposite side of you. No matter what the process is, the final result can only be achieved by giving everything between you and me. It seems that The scenery is elegant, but it actually contains many traps. If you can't win with one move, there will be no chance to come back." He paused, and his last sentence was slightly heavy, with no deep meaning: "In the end, no matter how noble the movement is, it is still cruel. Reality."…….

Listening to what he meant, it was completely in his words.

Leng Yiyao stopped at her feet, and turned her head to speak, without paying attention. Who knows, the distance between the two was suddenly reduced by her action.

The crotch touched, and the two of them had a meal at the same time. . .

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