Seeing Mr. Li bragging about himself so much,
Chen Huai'an couldn't help but look forward to it.
"Watch carefully, little one, my sword is really powerful!" After saying that, Mr. Li took a stance and performed the Tai Chi sword from slow to fast and then from fast to slow again.
As expected of Lao Deng, his swordsmanship is awesome.
This is enough with the ink in Chen Huai'an's aesthetic taste.
Mr. Li's swordsmanship is indeed very elegant. It can be seen that he has a deep foundation. It is smooth and there is not a single hitch. It even seems that it can really be used to fight against the enemy? I always feel that it is more of a performance.
It's hard to say specifically, he just felt that some movements were redundant and it would be better to remove or change them to other movements. But he is not a master, so he dare not give any comments.
"How is it, is the sword enough?" Mr. Li stroked his beard, sheathed the sword, with a proud look on his face, ready to listen to Chen Huaian's 3,000-word praise.
"Okay, very good!" Chen Huai'an gave a thumbs up.
Mr. Li was dissatisfied: "Why, do you think my swordsmanship is not good enough?"
"No." Chen Huaian knew that Mr. Li had misunderstood, but he didn't know how to explain it. He scratched his head and said, "Mr. Li, I feel like I've had some sudden enlightenment recently. How about you help me take a look?"
"Okay, but if you have any flaws, I won't be polite."
"Okay, I'll lend you my sword."
Chen Huaian took the sword from Li Lao, concentrated his mind, closed his eyes slightly, took a firm horse stance, and assumed the stance of "Standing Crane" in the first chapter of the Green Lotus Sword Canon.
Seeing this, Mr. Li's eyes, which were originally critical, immediately widened.
After not seeing him for a day, the kid seemed to have become a different person. Not only did his legs heal, but he was also a skilled athlete before, but now his movements were unified and confident. The most important thing was that he had mastered the most important thing - 'God'.
The reason why modern martial arts are always criticized and ridiculed is mainly because of the fancy moves. In fact, fancy moves only imitate the form of martial arts, but lack the most critical "spirit".
The complete version of martial arts is the one that combines form and spirit.
And 'spirit' is far more important than form.
Why did ancient soldiers practice forward thrusts all the time?
The purpose is to seek opportunities for breakthrough understanding through countless repetitions.
How to exert force to stab harder, what angle to pierce the armor more easily, how to get rid of obstacles... When all of these are separated from thinking and formed into an instant response, that is the moment when "God" is formed.
놇Continue to make breakthroughs on this basis.
The enlightenment continued.
A rookie can become a captain or a thousand captain by performing a forward thrust that is as powerful as the God. A general is a warrior who has mastered more "God" skills.
While he was thinking, Chen Huaian had already finished the first twelve chapters of the Sword Canon. At first, it was fixed movements, but later it gradually became flowing sword moves, stabbing and slashing, coming and going freely, without any delay.
In a trance, it seemed as if Mr. Li saw a swordsman in white dancing with a sword on Chen Huai'an, holding a sword in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other, acting wild and unrestrained, like a swimming dragon.
"How...how is this possible?"
Mr. Li was dumbfounded.
What is this little newbie?
He is simply a master!
No, even the masters he had seen could not have mastered the "God" in so many moves! Many masters mastered the "God" in just two or three moves and became famous.
But what is the origin of this little 떚?
Suddenly, the floating figure in sight suddenly stopped.
Chen Huai'an stood tall, eyes closed, sheathed his sword, holding the scabbard with his left hand and the hilt with his right hand.
The wind is blowing.
A sharp aura rose up.
"The white feather of the shooting star is inserted at the waist, and the sword flower autumn lotus light comes out of the box."
As soon as the words fell, the sword came out.
Huh——!
Mr. Li couldn't see Chen Huaian's sword at all.
You can see a bright arc of light flashing in the sunlight.
The arc of light shattered into pieces, just like a blooming autumn lotus.
As the sword hissed, the autumn lotus petals broke and withered.
Chen Huai'an sheathed his sword with a clang.
Mr. Li looked at Chen Huai'an in a daze. Something was stuck in his throat and he couldn't make a sound. He felt his head was buzzing.
This, this is a sword move that a young person can perform?
That Qiulian just now was a sword flower, right?
How much wrist strength and speed does this require?
How many years has the sword technique been stagnant?
"It's not very good..." Chen Huaian looked at the old poplar tree in front of him, shook his head and sighed.
His original goal was to chop down the branches of the poplar tree. Although Old Man Li's sword was not sharpened, he thought that even if a child was holding such a heavy sword, it would be okay if he aimed well, right?
But the branches in front of me are still swaying in the wind.
"Forget it, I should be satisfied as long as I understand some of the things taught in the game." Chen Huaian has already figured out the principle.
He had worn the gaming helmet before, and had memorized some of the sword moves in it in his brain through neural mapping technology.
That's why he is so successful today.
Chen Huaian glanced at the time. It was almost nine o'clock. He didn't feel anything, but he didn't expect that the sword fight lasted for quite a long time.
"Mr. Li, it's getting late. I still have to go to the market. I'll leave first~"
He handed the sword to the still-struggling Mr. Li, helped him pry open his fingers to secure the scabbard, and then turned and left.
It was a long time after Chen Huaian left that Mr. Li finally came to his senses.
He said nothing, but approached the poplar tree with a serious face.
His eyes did not look at the branches, but searched carefully on the trunk, feeling around with his hands bit by bit.
Soon he found a deep sword mark on the thick trunk. The sword mark was as thick as a hair, and if he hadn't felt it with his fingers, it would have been invisible to the naked eye.
Mr. Li took a deep breath, his facial muscles twitched, and his eyes were full of disbelief.
He went around to the other side of the poplar tree.
A hair-like mark was found in the opposite position.
"Sword Qi... is it really sword Qi?!"
Old man Li took out his phone tremblingly and made a call.
A loud and rough voice came from the other side:
[Hey, Mr. Li, we haven't been in touch for a long time. Have you forgotten about your old friend? ]
"Old Peng, I want to tell you something, be prepared." Mr. Li didn't care about the teasing in the other party's words: "I met a guy here, he can use sword energy!"
【what!?】
The voice on the other side rose eight degrees.
【Are you sure? 】
"Sure." Old man Li felt the sword marks on the poplar tree, his voice trembling a little: "There was a donkey lying right in front of me. You didn't see it. Just 'swish', the sword cut the trunk of the tree in half!"
[Old Li, wait for me there and don't move. I'll be coming over from the Demon Slayer Division soon!]
At the same time.
In an alley below the hotel.
Lin Lingling limped out. Although she maintained an expressionless and calm look, her twitching face revealed the pain she was enduring.
"That monster is definitely not an easy person to deal with. Just relying on the evil spirit on its body, it can suppress me to the point where I can't move. It can even send me flying without even touching me..."
Lin Lingling had never seen such a strong monster.
At least, among the monsters she had heard of so far, there were none like this.
"Hiss! Damn it, at least three ribs are broken! I, a White-level, can't handle the things here. I have to report to the Demon Slayer Division..."
She hailed a taxi on the side of the road and got in despite her painful body.
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