Chapter 517 I also know swordsmanship
"Bang!!"
“Ding ding dang dang!”
"Look at the sword!"
“Well done!”
“.”
In a circular open space of several dozen feet in radius, a young man in white clothes wielding a sword was fighting fiercely with a middle-aged man in blue clothes wielding a knife. Judging from the patterns embroidered on their clothes, they should be disciples of "Guiyizhai" and "Kongchanzong" respectively.
Wei Changtian and Liang Qin sat in the private room next door, drinking tea while watching this seemingly fierce but actually not dangerous duel.
Although both of them were sixth-grade warriors, their fighting was indeed very fancy and their moves were very versatile.
But after all, there was no life-and-death feud between them, so it was obvious that neither of them used their full strength, and they held back in every move.
Therefore, Wei Changtian felt bored after watching for a while.
On the contrary, Liang Qin has always been quite serious and even makes a few comments from time to time.
"Brother Changtian, the swordsmanship that the swordsman has learned seems to be quite complicated. You can see that every time he swings his sword, it creates several afterimages. If you don't look carefully, you really can't tell which one is real and which one is fake."
"Really?"
Wei Changtian, who was studying how many layers the thousand-layer cake in front of him had, raised his head and looked towards the venue when he heard the words.
Just as Liang Qin said, the swordsmanship of the man from Guiyizhai is indeed quite sophisticated.
Every time he made a move, three or four sword shadows would appear, and at first glance it seemed as if three or four swords suddenly appeared.
However, among these sword shadows, only one is real, and the rest are all fake moves.
If the opponent cannot judge what is true and what is false in a short period of time, he will most likely suffer losses.
"Well, it's not easy."
"It seems that this Guiyi Zhai is actually quite genuine."
Nodding, Wei Changtian looked at it for a few breaths before looking away, saying casually: "But this move is easy to break."
"Although his sword shadows look the same at first glance, the tips of the swords are actually different."
"The tip of the sword?"
Liang Qin was stunned and hurriedly looked carefully at the tips of the swords.
As soon as she saw it, she immediately noticed something was wrong.
Among those sword shadows, only the tip of the sword was slightly shiny, and the rest were the same color as the sword body.
If Wei Changtian hadn't reminded him, such a subtle difference would have been difficult to observe.
"Brother Changtian? Why is that?"
Liang Zhen asked in surprise: "Where does the slight light on the tip of the sword come from?"
"There."
Wei Changtian pointed at the big sun outside the window.
"Real swords reflect light, but feints don't."
"Although this sword technique can conceal the blade, the tip of the sword cannot be concealed."
"So you can tell which sword shadow is real and which is fake just by looking at the tip of the sword."
“.”
Liang Qin's mouth opened slightly when she heard Wei Changtian's explanation.
Although this solution is not complicated, it is very reasonable.
But even with such a simple move, she couldn't find any flaws after watching it for a long time.
And what about Wei Changtian? He saw through it in just a few breaths?
"Brother Changtian, when did you learn swordsmanship?"
With eyes wide open, Liang Qin asked in confusion, "Or did you know about Guiyizhai's sword technique before?"
"have no idea."
Shaking his head, Wei Changtian thought to himself that I have already known swordsmanship for a long time.
Although he stopped practicing the Tiao Yue Sword halfway through, he practiced the Luo Qiong Sword, the unique skill of the Bai Palace taught by Old Zhang, every day.
There are thirty-six moves in total, and I have now mastered twenty-eight of them.
However, the power of the Twenty-Eight Styles is not as strong as the Guichen Sword of the Great Perfection Realm, so he rarely uses it.
But the improved understanding of kendo is real.
It was just that Wei Changtian was too lazy to explain the Luoqiong Sword to Liang Qin, so he just said casually: "Swords and sabers are both short weapons, and the techniques are not much different."
"If you master the knife, you will naturally understand the sword."
"Really?"
Liang Qin nodded, not quite understanding, and then muttered in a depressed voice:
"But I also practice swordplay every day, how come I didn't notice it just now?"
“.”
Seeing Liang Qin in a low mood, Wei Changtian quickly took her hand and comforted her: "What are you talking about? Why are you competing with me? In fact, you are much better than 99% of the warriors."
"Brother Changtian"
Liang Qin looked up blankly and asked in a low voice: "Are you bragging?"
"Well"
Wei Changtian was a little embarrassed: "Well, what I mean is that you are already hardworking enough now, there is no need to belittle yourself because of such a small matter."
"The Return to Dust Blade is so difficult, but aren't you almost at the point of minor perfection now?"
“Yes.”
Liang Qin blinked her eyes and finally stopped feeling inferior.
She gently held Wei Changtian's hand, and quickly turned her gaze back to the venue, watching carefully the competition between the two people that still hadn't decided the winner.
Wei Changtian looked at her profile and sighed secretly in his heart.
Although Liang Qin has Liang Zhen's excellent genes, he is not stupid.
But she really wasn't that talented.
Not to mention comparing herself with herself, even compared with Comrade Xiao Xu who has basically "given up military service to pursue business", she is still far behind.
Xu Qingwan had also practiced the Guichen Sword, and it took her only half a year to reach minor perfection. Even though she was no longer as hardworking as before, she was still close to major perfection.
But Liang Qin has to swing his sword more than ten thousand times every day, and has been doing this day after day for more than half a year, but now he is still in the Pure Green Realm.
Alas, I can only say that the differences between people cannot all be made up by hard work.
A quarter of an hour later.
When the two people in the venue finally decided the winner and the one from Guiyizhai won with a narrow move, Liang Qin finally had time to drink a sip of tea.
After watching the entire battle, she seemed to have gained some insights. She was drinking tea and discussing the details with Wei Changtian, while waiting for the next game to begin.
Just as the two were talking about the "pros and cons of swordsmanship and knife skills", the door of the private room was suddenly knocked.
"Come in."
Wei Changtian thought it was the waiter who came to exchange tea, so he responded casually.
But the person who pushed the door open was a fat man with gorgeous clothes, a big belly and a smiling face.
"Master Wei, Madam Liang."
"Well, I am the head of Changwu Hall. I was out on business just now. I didn't know you two would come to visit us."
"I rushed back immediately after receiving the letter."
"I hope you will forgive me for not being able to welcome you, sir. I hope you will forgive me for not being able to welcome you, sir."
“.”
While nodding and bowing continuously, he quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead.
The fat man's behavior was exactly like that of a profiteer who was very good at flattery.
Wei Changtian had seen this kind of person before, but now he was slightly stunned.
The head of Changwu Hall.
In other words, the man in front of him was not the manager of the Shuzhou branch of Changwu Hall, but the chief master of the entire Changwu Hall? Even though Changwu Hall was not a famous sect, it was a bit outrageous that the chief had such an image.
Besides, why was he in Shuzhou? The headquarters of Changwu Hall was not in Shuzhou City.
Several questions popped up in his mind in an instant, but Wei Changtian didn't think about them too much.
No matter what, the other party is a big shot in Daning, and now he is being so polite, so he will definitely not put on airs.
"Hahaha, you're welcome."
"We were just looking around when we had nothing to do, but we ended up interrupting your work."
"By the way, may I know your name, Master?"
"Ah, look at my brain! I forgot this!"
The fat man looked ashamed, and with a wry smile he quickly bowed to Wei Changtian and Liang Qin.
"Sir, Madam."
"My surname is Zhuang, and my given name is Zhiming."
(End of this chapter)
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