King's Landing

Chapter 3 Basic Swordsmanship
In the Yue family city, it is actually a very honorable thing to be a servant of the Yue family.Their status and treatment are higher than those of guest officials and ordinary civilians.In addition, if one can achieve something in personal force, then the treatment will basically not be inferior to that of ordinary Yue's children, and the clan will not treat them as slaves.

And a family-born child like Ran Li, that is, a little guy whose parents are both servants of the Yue family and who was born and raised in the clan, is even more trusted.If one can become a martial artist, most of them will be given the surname Yue and absorbed into the clan through marriage.

Therefore, Ran Li's persistence also made Yue Yu feel very puzzled for a while.Ran Li's character is simple and honest, but he is not really stupid, so he can't tell which choice is more beneficial to his future.

Yue Yu was afraid to ask Ran Li about it because he was worried that his identity as the person who seized the house would be exposed.But more than half a month ago, Ran Li's dream talk during his afternoon nap made him more or less aware of some reasons.

Yue Yu clearly remembered that the silly boy was in tears that time, and his voice was so muffled that he couldn't hear clearly.In the end, he could barely understand one sentence, which roughly meant 'Abba, Aunt, I must guard the young master'.At that time, Ran Li's words suddenly became extremely firm, so Yue Yu's sense of hearing finally played a role.

Afterwards, Yue Yu specially used the intelligence gathering methods he had learned in his previous life to inquire about it on the sidelines.

Ran Li's parents died, which he already knew.So Yue Yu focused on the relationship between the two couples and his elders.He didn't know until not long ago that his 'father' had taught Ran Li's father martial arts for a period of time, and since then had saved Ran Li's parents twice.That's why before the temporary, asked Ran Li to repay his kindness.

This not only made Yue Yu feel lucky, but also made him a little regretful.This Ran Li has the temperament of a fool, once he settles on something, he will die and refuse to give up, even a little flexibility.In fact, as far as it is now, if this little guy can achieve higher achievements, it will help him even more.

Fortunately, even if Ran Li hadn't entered the Blood Refining Hall, his progress is not bad now, and he has already started to practice the Wrathful Pluto Axe. This kind of ax technique requires at least level seven internal strength.As far as he is only 15 years old, his strength is far beyond that of many teenagers of his age.He even alarmed the clan elders, and specially arranged for him an elderly warrior here to give him special guidance.

Yue Yu naturally didn't have this kind of treatment, but he didn't feel any dissatisfaction about it.When it comes to aptitude, I am indeed far behind Ran Li, and there is nothing I can do about it.

Swinging the iron and wood sword indiscriminately, Yue Yu was going to find out his feelings first, until a martial arts instructor next to him couldn't see it and stared at him, and then he started practicing swordsmanship in earnest.What he is practicing now is the basic sword style passed down in the clan, a total of 360 five styles, the number of stars in the sky, which is the foundation of all sword techniques in the world.But now he has practiced to the stage of 250 to [-] forms.

However, after practicing for less than 3 minutes, Yue Yu heard a series of snickers coming from around him.And those contemptuous gazes became more and more obvious.

Yue Yu couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart, he himself knew best about such a situation.The arm brachioradialis of his current body is about half a point longer than others, and the elbow joint is also more flexible than others.So when using a sword, with the same sword style, the tip of the sword will always be two or three centimeters higher than others.

If in the previous life, this sword technique was only used for performance, then others would at most say a few words about being flashy. After all, the tip of the sword is slightly raised, and it really looks a little better.But in this era where everything is based on actual combat, it is naturally a huge flaw in the eyes of others, and it is only natural that others will laugh at it.

Speaking of which, a few years ago, the martial artists of the clan would have thought that his body had extremely poor bones, and the defect of the brachioradialis muscle was probably one of the reasons.

Shaking his head, Yue Yu pretended that he didn't hear these jeers, and continued practicing these nondescript sword styles in the eyes of others.

In fact, as far as he is concerned, it is quite simple to make these sword styles look decent.It's easy to do with a little bit of muscle control as you extend your arms.However, as a high-achieving student who is about to graduate from the Department of Physical and Health Care, Yue Yu knows all too well that if he persists for such a long time, his brachioradialis muscles will convulse sooner or later, and the muscles that control the elbow joints in his upper arms will also develop spasms. secretly hurt.

So now he is taking a completely different path. Since he doesn't want to hurt his body, he has to find another way to change these sword styles and make them adapt to his body!
——Every time the sword is raised, the tip of the sword is two centimeters higher than others, which is certainly a shortcoming.But if the sword is used well, it might not be an advantage.The key is that in the transformation of this basic sword style, if you can maximize your strengths and avoid weaknesses, you may not be worse than others.

But just for the improvement of this sword style, Yue Yu has endured those strange eyes in the martial arts training ground for more than two months.Fortunately, his young body hides the soul of a mature man, so he doesn't care about other people's opinions at all.Otherwise, if it was the original Yue Yu's bottom line, I'm afraid it would collapse on the first day.

As time passed, a red glow gradually rose from the horizon, and the whole world was slowly dyed orange.And Yue Yu's face was gradually covered with sweat just like the others.Although the iron and wood sword he held in his hand was no different from a real sword in terms of weight and hardness.For a 12-year-old, swinging for a long time is indeed a test of perseverance and endurance.

At this time, the taunts around him had gradually disappeared, and all the teenagers began to focus on practicing their own martial arts.And those warriors who were on duty as instructors didn't bother to care about Yue Yu's practice.In this world, the survival of the fittest, resources will always be given priority to those who are stronger and more promising.In the eyes of these instructors, instead of wasting time on this trash next to him, it is better to spend some time teaching those children who are more qualified in martial arts.

As for Yue Yu himself, he was so happy.A while ago, he met a few well-meaning warriors on duty, as well as some old friends and subordinates of his 'father', who wanted to give him some special treatment.But to him, this is a complete disaster. The so-called advice is just a waste of his time.Without the noise from these people, he could instead focus on the 'improvement' of these basic sword styles.It wasn't until Yue Yu resisted for more than a month in a negative way, that he lamented words like "rotten wood can't be carved" and completely gave up on pointing him out.

Originally, he thought that today, like the previous ten days, he could continue to practice without anyone paying attention.However, just after practicing for a little over an hour, I heard a surprise in my ear.

"Hey! Your comprehension is pretty good, boy. These sword moves may seem messy at first, but after careful consideration, there is nothing wrong with it. It's just that you are too ignorant of your child's temper!"

Yue Yu was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, looking for the source of the dry voice, and then there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.It was an old man in his fifties, with a strange appearance, standing beside Ran Li, who was obviously in charge of instructing the little 'Zhang Fei' to practice the Furious Pluto Axe today.

What surprised Yue Yu was that the sleeves of the brocade robe on the old man's body were embroidered with four silver threads.I didn't notice it in the dark before, but now under the sunlight, it was a bit dazzling.

In this Yuejia city, the copper wire represents the warrior, and the silver wire belongs to the warrior.These four silver lines should represent the marks of fourth-level martial artists, almost the top group of martial artists in this Yuejia City.He didn't expect that with Ran Li's current level, he could shock such an existence.

As for the old man's ability to see through his thoughts, that's the second best thing.Those low-level warriors naturally couldn't understand what he was doing, and only thought that Yue Yu was just practicing his sword.However, in the eyes of this fourth-level martial artist who has been immersed in martial arts all his life, Yue Yu's purpose of changing these sword styles is naturally clear.

(End of this chapter)