(Are you willing to learn swordsmanship from this beautiful senior sister?)
The sun was shining brightly. On the martial arts field, groups of disciples gathered.
"How's your practice of the Tiger Roar Formula in the past ten days?" Chen Chuyun's voice was still cold. Her limpid eyes swept over Chen Zong's face and paused for two breaths.
Chen Wu, Chen Shaoze, Chen Che, and Chen Yan asked questions and received answers.
"In this lesson, I'm going to explain swordsmanship." After answering their questions, Chen Chuyun said, "You may have already practiced the Residual Shadow Swordsmanship, Willow Swordsmanship, and Eagle Strike Swordsmanship, or you may have just started.
"No matter what, I hope you can listen carefully."
Chen Chuyun always looked cold. If Chen Zong hadn't seen the passion in her eyes that night, he would have thought that she only had one expression.
"The Residual Shadow Swordsmanship turns the sword into a residual shadow. When you attack, you have to use your arm to move your wrist …"
Chen Chu Yun clearly had a very deep understanding of the Afterimage Sword Technique. He explained it in concise and straightforward terms, making it easy for everyone to understand. Especially Chen Zong, who combined it with his own understanding and gained a deeper understanding.
When it came to the subtleties, Chen Chuyun would also practice with her sword.
Her sword's body was sparkling, and there were ripples on the blade, making it look even sharper. Compared to Chen Zong's iron sword, it was many times better.
Every swordsman longed to have a good sword. Chen Zuifeng and the others also had burning eyes.
After explaining the Residual Shadow Swordsmanship, Chen Chuyun explained the Willow Swordsmanship, and then the Eagle Strike Swordsmanship. Chen Zong and the others were shocked to find that Chen Chuyun's three swordsmanship had reached perfection.
After explaining the three swordsmanship, there was still half an hour left.
"Do you have any questions?" Chen Chuyun glanced at them.
Her explanation was very thorough. For a moment, no one had digested it. Naturally, there were no questions.
"Next, I'm going to teach you a swordsmanship," Chen Chuyun continued. Everyone's eyes lit up with anticipation.
"This swordsmanship is called the Eighteen Fundamental Moves." Chen Chuyun held her sword and practiced. As they practiced, except for Chen Zong, the other six people were more or less disappointed. Contrary to their expectations, Chen Zong watched very seriously.
"The Eighteen Fundamental Moves include slashing, pointing, stabbing, lifting, and lifting … 18 movements.... it's not a foundation level martial art, and it's not very powerful...... But it's helpful for you to practice......" Chen Chuyun practiced the Eighteen Fundamental Moves.....
"Instructor, I have a question." Chen Zuifeng opened his mouth and met Chen Chu Yun's gaze. He asked, "I heard that the perfection of the martial arts realm is not the end. What is the realm above the perfection?"
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"There is indeed an even higher realm above Perfection." Chen Chu Yun said after pondering for a moment. His cold voice seemed a little more ethereal. "Above perfection is Minute Subtlety."
"Subtlety." Everyone repeated in a low voice.
Chen Zong only felt his heart burning. For some reason, his heart seemed to be beating faster than usual.
.. ".." The two words were full of magic.
"Don't think too much about the Subtle Realm." Chen Chuyun's cold voice woke everyone up. "No one in the clan hall has reached it."
.. "If there are no other questions, this class is over." Chen Chuyun said after pouring cold water on them. Although the class was set for two hours, it was actually arranged by the instructor. "Chen Zong, come with me."
Seeing Chen Zong and Chen Chuyun leave, Chen Chuyun and the others looked terrible.
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There was an independent courtyard that was ten meters long and wide. This was Chen Chu Yun's residence in the Clan Hall.
"Instructor, can we all live in such a small courtyard after becoming a martial artist?" Chen Zong asked.
"Only the top ten." Chen Chuyun's answer was simple. Chen Zong was shocked. He meant that Chen Chuyun's strength was in the top ten among all the disciples in the clan hall. "Let's not talk about other people's business. Have you reached the initial level of the three swordsmanship?"
"Yes." Chen Zong nodded.
"Practice." Chen Chuyun's tone was urgent and his eyes were burning.
Chen Zong immediately pulled out his sword and practiced the three swordsmanship one by one.
"Good, good, good!" Chen Chuyun said "good" three times in a row, showing his excitement. His limpid eyes were burning like fire, almost burning Chen Zong. There was a kind of fanaticism in his eyes. "Chen Zong, are you willing to learn swordsmanship from me?"
Chen Zong was slightly taken aback. From Chen Chu Yun's eyes, he could see a kind of passion for the sword. His heart was greatly shaken.
"Do you want to be my disciple?" Chen Zong asked.
"No, I just want to witness the rise of a genius swordsmanship." Chen Chuyun's eyes were still burning.
"I'm willing," Chen Zong answered seriously.
"Okay, I have an empty room here. Do you want to stay here or at your original place?" Chen Chuyun asked directly.
"Instructor, I'll stay at my original place." Chen Zong didn't hesitate. He didn't want to cause trouble for Chen Chuyun.
"It's up to you. But you have to practice swordsmanship for three hours every day." Chen Chuyun didn't force Chen Zong to move in, but he asked for time to practice swordsmanship. Chen Zong didn't object.
Up until now, except for some guidance from his father, he had been relying on his own efforts. He was more than happy to have a master who was willing to teach him swordsmanship.
"Let's start now." Chen Chuyun was swift and decisive. "Practice the 18 Basic Moves."
Chen Zong didn't understand.
"Practicing the 18 Basic Moves will be of great help to the practice of other swordsmanship," Chen Chuyun said in a very affirmative tone.
Chen Zong immediately started practicing. He remembered Chen Chuyun's previous practice clearly. At first, his movements were slow and not in place. Chen Chuyun would guide him. The second time was basically correct, and the third time he was faster.
The tenth time, his body moved with the sword. One move, one move. The sword halo surrounded his body as if he had practiced it thousands of times.
"You're indeed a genius in swordsmanship." Chen Chuyun's gaze seemed to be able to melt steel.
After practicing for the 20th time, Chen Chuyun called for Chen Zong to stop. He led Chen Zong to a corner of the courtyard. There was a wooden frame in the shape of a door. Round wooden beads were hanging from it. The largest was as big as an egg, and the smallest was as small as a soybean.
"There are four keys to practicing swordsmanship. They are the foundation of swordsmanship." Chen Chuyun's voice was powerful. Every word was like a sword. "Fast, steady, accurate, and ruthless!"
"Only by being fast can you catch your opponent off guard and catch him off guard."
"Only by being accurate can you hit 100% of the time without any deviation."
"Only by being steady can you not make mistakes and move with ease."
"Only by being ruthless can you kill your enemy and cut through all obstacles."
These four short sentences made Chen Zong tremble all over as if he had been struck by lightning. His pupils dilated and contracted rapidly. A storm seemed to be brewing in his heart.
"No matter what swordsmanship you practice, the ultimate goal is to protect yourself and kill your enemy. It's inseparable from the foundation."
"From now on, you'll have to tie five kilograms of iron plates to your arms. You can only put them on, but you can't take them off. You'll be able to practice the Fast, "Chen Chuyun said as he picked up a thin black iron plate that was neatly arranged in a corner. It was made of heavy iron and was ten times heavier than an iron plate of the same size. It was suitable for making heavy objects.
Chen Zong didn't feel much after he tied the heavy iron plates to his arms. However, he had gone through weight-bearing training before. He knew that the longer the weight-bearing training, the more obvious the load would be.
"Pierce the round wooden beads to practice the Fast."
"When your sword can pierce the smallest round wooden bead, you'll have achieved something." As he spoke, Chen Zong felt a dazzling light flash in front of him. A tiny dot appeared in the center of the bean-sized wooden bead, but the wooden bead seemed to be firmly fixed in place, not moving at all. Chen Zong sucked in a breath of cold air, his heart in turmoil.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Chuyun had unsheathed his sword and thrust it out. It was unbelievably fast. Even with his enhanced eyesight, he could only see the flash of the sword. If he was an enemy, he wouldn't even know how he died.
Most importantly, such a quick stab not only hit the center of the bean-sized wooden bead, but it also did not pierce through it. The wooden bead did not budge at all. This meant that Chen Chu Yun's casual stab was not only extremely accurate, but his control of power had also reached an astonishing level.
That thrust fully demonstrated to Chen Zong what it meant to be fast, accurate, and steady.
"Although such a thrust is simple, it's better than thousands of swordsmanship." Chen Zong thought to himself. His heart was burning with passion. "If I can incorporate it into my swordsmanship, my swordsmanship will be faster, more accurate, and more stable. Won't that increase my power?"
Chen Zong's reaction satisfied Chen Chuyun.
Talent was one thing when it came to swordsmanship. Passion was also one thing.
"Let's start with the biggest wooden bead." Chen Chuyun stepped back to give him enough space.
Chen Zong took a deep breath and walked to the egg-sized wooden bead. From a distance, he stared at the wooden bead and slowly adjusted his posture until he felt it was the best time to thrust his sword.
Holding his breath, with only the egg-sized wooden bead in his eyes, he twisted his body and thrust his sword out.
For Chen Zong, who had practiced the Eight Moves of the Real Sword to the Basic Level, it was not difficult at all. Moreover, during the twenty days he lived in the Howling Wind Forest, he had trained his sword to pierce fish and cut branches.
With one thrust, the wooden bead was pierced and shattered.
Chen Chu Yun nodded imperceptibly.
Sheathing his sword, he aimed at the second wooden bead, adjusted his posture, and thrust his sword out.
After Chen Zong pierced the third wooden bead, he thrust his sword at the fourth wooden bead, but it just brushed past the bead.
"Your sword is not fast or accurate enough." Chen Chuyun was not polite at all. Although she felt that Chen Zong was good at his first attempt, she could not praise him too much in case he became arrogant. "Practice for an hour first."
Chen Zong also felt that his sword was not fast or accurate enough. Even when he pierced the biggest wooden bead, he was not skillful enough.
His goal was to be like Chen Chuyun, who could pierce the bead with a casual thrust and control his strength precisely.
He practiced repeatedly until his arm was sore and he had to rest. Then, he practiced the Steadiness Formula.
The Steadiness Formula was to hold the sword hilt and extend the sword forward in a straight line with the arm. At the end of the sword, there was a five-kilogram iron ball.
At first, there was no pressure, but as time went by, Chen Zong felt that the tendons in his right arm were being pulled forward. It began to hurt as if they were being torn apart, but he still gritted his teeth and held on.
Five minutes later, Chen Zong felt that his arm had lost all feeling. He had to put it down and rest. Chen Chuyun gently rubbed Chen Zong's right arm with her fingers. He gradually regained feeling. It was warm and comfortable, and he recovered in a few minutes.
"Continue." Chen Chuyun was like a strict teacher.
He practiced several times and pierced the wooden ball again.
"That's it for today. I'll come back tomorrow." Chen Chuyun said.
"Goodbye, instructor." Chen Zong bowed formally. Although he had not formally become an apprentice, Chen Zong was very grateful for Chen Chuyun's teaching.
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