Upon hearing this, Yu Xingwu stared at Sword Master Fengchen in disbelief.

[Big Brother?! Is it my ears that are lame, or your mouth that is deaf? You, the male protagonist, are actually going to teach me, a vicious female supporting role, how to practice swordplay?! Are you okay?]

"Master, I know that you have just accepted a disciple and are busy teaching her. You really don't need to deliberately take time out to teach me sword skills. I can learn by myself! Just let me be!"

Sword Master Fengchen narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a commanding tone: "If I say I will teach you swordsmanship, then I will teach you. It is not your turn to make the decision!"

Yu Xingwu: “…”

[Just teach me, I'm just making a suggestion, why are you so angry...]

"I am just worried that Master will focus on me and won't have time to teach Third Senior Sister. After all, Third Senior Sister has just become Master's disciple, so Master should teach her more."

Fengchen Jianzun sneered again: "I am your master and I don't need you to teach me how to do things!"

Yu Xingwu: “…”

Fengchen Sword Master: "You don't have to worry that I don't have time to teach you carefully. Your third sister now has your second brother to teach her sword, so naturally she doesn't need my time."

Yu Xingwu’s eyes widened instantly and she glanced at the system.

[Did you hear that? He said Shen Zhuo was teaching the heroine how to practice swordplay?! ]

The system nodded: "The host heard it right, this is what the male protagonist just said."

[Good fellow, you are too much of a show-off, brother, for sending your wife to your love rival! How big of a thinker are you! You deserve to have an 800-chapter romance with the heroine and be buried in the crematorium after chasing your wife! ]

Sword Master Fengchen: “…” You bastard, who is your elder brother!

But what does the crematorium mean?

This bastard must be thinking of cremating him and not even leaving his body! He deserves to be punished for wanting to betray his master and ancestors!

"Return to Zhaoyao Peak!"

Seeing Sword Master Fengchen walking away with his sleeves swung in anger, Yu Xingwu was forced to follow him helplessly.

Along the way, she couldn't figure out where the male protagonist's bizarre train of thought came from, and how could the villain teach the female protagonist!

There is also a villain who is so good at teaching the heroine sword skills that he must be so happy that he is bubbling with joy.

I don't know if he took the opportunity to touch her hands or hug her waist while teaching her sword skills, hehehe (?ω?)～

…

Not long after, Yu Xingwu followed Feng Chen Jianzun to a bamboo forest on Zhaoyao Peak.

Yu Xingwu was confused and couldn't help asking the system.

[System, why doesn't he teach me the sword technique? What are you doing in this little bamboo forest? Just give me the technique. Can't I just start practicing from the first level in my room?]

[Or does the male protagonist have no intention of teaching me the inner skills? Then why did he ask me to come to this small bamboo forest? ]

[It was late at night, a man and a woman alone in a secluded grove. If I didn’t know that the male lead was the female lead, I would have thought too much! ]

System: “…” Don’t even mention you thinking too much. Even I’m starting to think too much.

"Master, are you asking your disciple to come here to practice sword?" Yu Xingwu couldn't help but ask curiously.

Fengchen Sword Master curled his lips and said, "Otherwise, what do you think your master brought you here for?"

The corners of Yu Xingwu's mouth twitched.

[You are pure, you are noble, it is okay that I have improper thoughts! ]

Fengchen Sword Master: I’m glad to know.

"But the disciples haven't practiced the mental method yet."

Sword Master Fengchen: "If you can't even hold a sword properly, how can you practice the mental method? From now on, when you swing the sword 5,000 times, then we can talk about practicing the mental method."

Yu Xingwu: “…”

[I’m going to die, five thousand hits?! Or you can just kill me! ]

Sword Master Fengchen laughed coldly, his tone revealing contempt: "Why, five thousand strokes is difficult? Calculating the time, your Third Senior Sister has probably already swung the sword two thousand times."

"Who said that people with five spiritual roots are trash and unworthy of being accepted as a disciple? Now, they are not even as good as trash."

Yu Xingwu: “…”

[Damn it, you know I'm really mad when you say that!!! It's just 5,000 swings of the sword! I'm going to swing the knife 5,000 more times! There's no way I can lose to a person with five spiritual roots!]

System: “…” The method of provoking someone is really effective. Look at the host, he seems to be full of energy now.

But are you okay, male lead? How can you say that the female lead is a waste?

Yu Xingwu took down the sword and said in a tone that showed her unwillingness to admit defeat: "It's just five thousand strokes, what's so difficult about that!"

Sword Master Fengchen raised the corner of his lips slightly, seeming to be very satisfied with Yu Xingwu's answer, and said calmly: "Listen carefully, I will only tell you the movements of swinging the sword once, and you follow them."

Yu Xingwu nodded, her eyes fixed on the sword in her hand, her expression serious.

The voice of Fengchen Sword Master rang in my ears: "Keep your back straight, relax your shoulders, raise the sword and inhale, breathe freely, and swing it down naturally."

Yu Xingwu swung the sword once and felt that it was not difficult. Sword Master Feng Chen left a sentence "Practice on your own, no less than five thousand times", then turned and left the bamboo forest.

Yu Xingwu didn’t care whether Fengchen Sword Master left or not. She even thought it was better if he left so as not to delay her from swinging her sword.

…

From the hour of Xu until midnight, Yu Xingwu was immersed in swinging the sword for more than two hours, and finally swung the sword five thousand times.

At the beginning, Yu Xingwu’s sword swinging speed was not only fast but also not tiring.

After swinging the sword nearly a thousand times, the whole arm felt tired and sore, and its volume was greatly reduced. He could only rest for a short while before continuing to swing the sword.

After swinging the sword three thousand times, her endurance was close to the limit, and this time she rested for half an hour.

She swung the sword and rested, swung the sword and rested again. At midnight, she finally swung the sword five thousand times, without missing a single stroke.

It also made her realize that swinging the sword five thousand times was not as easy as she had imagined. It tested not only physical strength, but also various endurance.

When her body reached its limit and then broke through it to continue swinging the sword, she even had a feeling of breaking through the shackles and achieving sublimation.

She is a person who does what she says. Since she said that after swinging the sword 5,000 times, she would also swing the knife 5,000 more times, she had to do it.

Although she has not yet started practicing the first level of the sword cultivation technique, judging from the fact that Feng Chen asked her to swing the sword five thousand times, it is the same to practice swinging the sword before practicing the technique.

The point is, the Red Lotus Blade is much heavier than the sword in her hand!

Now she has to use all her strength to suck milk!

Fortunately, she really wanted to learn swordsmanship, so she swung the sword 5,000 times and then swung the knife 5,000 times, relying entirely on her belief to persevere.

It was not until the morning when dawn broke that she finally swung her sword five thousand times. She was exhausted like a dog. Bah, even a dog would not be as tired as she was!

At this moment, she was more than just breaking through the shackles and achieving sublimation. She felt like she could even become an immortal! With smoke coming out of her head.

And when she cast a few cleansing spells on herself, the fatigue in her body disappeared, and she felt indescribably refreshed.

She also put the sword and the knife back on her back to avoid being seen by the male protagonist and causing trouble for her.

However, just as she was about to leave the bamboo forest, she heard footsteps not far away, and subconsciously she held her breath and squatted down.

However, the footsteps did not come closer, and soon she heard the sound of swords being swung.

Don't ask her how she knew it was the sound of a sword swinging. The answer is that she had just swung the sword five thousand times, and if she couldn't hear it, she could donate her ears.