reckless detective

Chapter 385 Unparalleled Spectrum (8)

This is the fifth day of Yan Ruyu's apprenticeship.

On this day, Wu Cuo will have another scar on his body, a total of twenty wounds.

For quacks, getting an injury is as common as eating a meal, and they even show off their scars to women.

But Wu Cuo is not such a person. He is dressed in white clothes like snow, tall and tall, and only wears the softest clothes.Such an exquisite person must hate ugly scars to death.

On the first day, Yan Ruyu suppressed his anxiety and concentrated on practicing sword. With his aptitude, he will be able to get Jiansui back tomorrow, right?

The next day, he failed to get Jiansui back, so he thought: try harder, tomorrow will definitely work.

Of course he didn't get the sword spike on the third day.He couldn't help asking himself: If he is so strong in a hundred miles and ten steps, can he learn his swordsmanship in the year of the monkey?

On the fourth day, Yan Ruyu thought bitterly: Maybe Baili Shibu didn't even think about teaching me well...

Now, he doesn't want to practice sword anymore, he decided to set off immediately to rescue Wu Cuo. He has learned from Baili Shibu for at least 5 days, and he is always improving. If he is lucky enough, maybe he can already defeat Xiong Wuye .

"Are you going to save people, or die?"

It wasn't Baili Shibu who asked the question. In fact, except for an hour every morning when the two played against each other, Yan Ruyu never saw Baili Shibu at other times.

Baili Yiru was the one who asked the question. This was the first time he had returned home since he went out to learn how to forge swords.

Baili Yiru was tanned, the youthful innocence was receding, and even the eyebrows and eyes became thick and clear.

He was wearing lean shorts and tied his legs, and he looked like a craftsman.

Yan Ruyu was very embarrassed, so he had no choice but to avoid Baili Yiru, but fortunately, Baili Ruyu didn't intend to greet him.

Just when he was about to save someone, Bailiru asked this sentence.

"Are you going to save people, or die?"

If someone asked, Yan Ruyu could ignore it, but he apologized to Bailiru.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and replied, "Of course it's to save people."

"So, you have already defeated Fifth Master Xiong?"

Yan Ruyu fell silent. When he realized that he had no chance of winning, his lungs were about to explode, and he wanted to bang his head against the wall.

Bailiyiru can finally laugh at Yan Ruyu.

But he didn't do that.

He just smiled and asked, "Is my father's swordsmanship particularly difficult to learn?"

Yan Ruyu nodded.

Bailiyiru sighed, and said again: "I think so too, otherwise how could I have studied for more than ten years and still haven't improved?"

"Let me tell you a secret," Baili Yiru leaned over and whispered, "My father doesn't know how to use swords at all."

"what?!"

Yan Ruyu really suspected that Baili Ru was deliberately ridiculing herself.

"My father's swordsmanship has only one word: fast. As long as you are fast enough, even if you don't know swordsmanship, you can beat people who are slower than you."

UI.

Yan Ruyu understood this truth from the first day of martial arts practice, but he has never met anyone who put this truth into practice thoroughly.

The reason is different from the method.

Every time you learn a trick, you can actually use it, but even if men clearly understand the truth that "women are not fuel-efficient lamps", there are still countless men secretly thinking about women.

There is no doubt that Baili Shibu is special. Unlike those masters who only know how to move, he has his own "Tao".

"Why did you tell me this?" Yan Ruyu asked.

"Didn't you help me too?" Baili Yiru's eyes sparkled when he smiled, "If it weren't for you, how would I know that being a blacksmith is the happiest thing in the world."

This was the only good news Yan Ruyu heard in the past 20 days, and he couldn't help but moved: "Do you think what I did that day was right?"

"That's right, I'm so lucky to have a master like you."

"But I'm not your master." Yan Ruyu lowered his head, he was a little awkward when he heard Baili Yiru calling himself "master".

"Of course you are. Although you haven't taught me every move, it is more important than what anyone taught me. Even if you don't recognize me as a disciple, I still recognize you as a master."

Yan Ruyu thought of Xiaobai.

Xiaobai once predicted that Baili Yiru would be Yan Ruyu's most satisfied disciple.

Now, he believed it, Xiao Bai is really a living fairy!
Yan Ruyu finally settled down to practice swordsmanship, because Bailiru said: "You are much better than me, at least you can practice to the level of my father. I believe you will be able to rescue Mr. Wu."

From this day on, Yan Ruyu never slept in front of the firewood room.Bailiru moved into the guest room and gave him his room.

When Baili Yiru watched Yan Ruyu practice his sword, he could always give the most practical advice.

"Don't bother to predict the opponent's moves, concentrate on the sword in your hand to be faster."

"The wind is really strong today, maybe you should chase the strong wind and see if it is you or the wind."

"Don't rush to shoot, you have to see my father's sword clearly first."

……

If others saw it, they would definitely think that Baili Yiru is the master and Yan Ruyu is the disciple, who said that disciples cannot be teachers?
On the 13th day, Yan Ruyu finally saw the sword in Baili Shibu's hand clearly.

Once the sword moved in Baili Shibu's hands, it always turned into an afterimage, but this time, Yan Ruyu really saw the sword.

There was still no chance to make a move, but he escaped an attack from Baili Shibu.

For thirteen days, Baili Shibu could cut a piece of fabric from Yan Ruyu's green cloth gown every time he made a move, only this time.

Baili Shibu put away his sword, stood still and walked for a while.

"good."

After dropping two words, he turned around and prepared to go back to the house.

He didn't want to see Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu was his disciple, and his disciple was making rapid progress. He should have been happy, but he was worried that a look would reveal his disappointment and unwillingness.

Why can't my son be so good?This was his truest thought at that moment.

"Master." Yan Ruyu's eyes were full of heat, "Can I defeat Xiong Wuye?"

Baili Shibu paused, but didn't even look back, "If you don't want to live, try it."

Even though he was splashed with cold water, Yan Ruyu was still full of joy. In the past, he didn't even dare to ask this question.

"You will be able to rescue Mr. Wu soon!" Baili Yiru's attitude was completely opposite to that of his father.

Hearing Baili Yiru's voice, Baili Shibu suddenly turned around and said, "Aren't you going to learn how to forge a sword? Why are you staying at home all day?"

Baili Yiru stuck out his tongue, "The emperor summoned famous swordsmiths all over the world. I heard that he wanted to forge a very powerful sword. The master went to Wangcheng at the emperor's request. I have nothing to do with the master, so I can only come back."

Baili Shibu cursed secretly, not knowing whether it was "little bastard" or "unlucky reminder", shook his head, and went back to the house with his hands behind his back.

Yan Ruyu's talent is also secretly amazed at even ten steps in a hundred miles.

On the 29th day of the sparring exercise, Yan Ruyu not only was able to dodge the attack of Baili Shibu, but also parried with a sword in a decent manner. Looking at that posture, he was already eager to attack.

The faster Yan Ruyu progresses, the more difficult it will be to take a hundred miles and ten steps, and the whole person will be torn apart by contradictory thoughts.

On the mountain, the weather is cold in the morning and evening, and you have to wear a long coat when you go out, but the mountain is already hot, Yan Ruyu wants to rescue Wu Cuo before midsummer.

Midsummer is the season when wounds are most susceptible to infection and suppuration, can Wu Cuo survive?Yan Ruyu didn't think about it for a day.

"Master, can I defeat Xiong Wuye?"

On this day, Yan Ruyu asked the same question again.

Baili Shibu sighed in his heart, what should come will come after all, why is it this child?
He decided to tell the truth, and left the next decision to Yan Ruyu.

"You're already [-]% sure."

This is really great news. A month ago, Yan Ruyu didn't even have the slightest idea, but now, there is a possibility of rescuing Wu Cuo.

"Have you decided to leave?" Bailiru asked.

"Yes." Yan Ruyu held the sword and paced quickly, he wished he could set off right now.

"But you're not quite sure yet."

"There has never been a single thing with complete certainty. When I refused to accept you as a disciple, I was not sure of your understanding."

(End of this chapter)