Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 388 Break Through With Two Words?What about playing metaphysics?
After a moment.

There was a commotion in the kitchen, and various excited voices sounded from time to time.

"Master, I have been practicing basic swordsmanship. However, after I came to Hanjialing, I finally realized that even the basic swordsmanship is so vast. It is comparable to the top swordsmanship in the rivers and lakes."

"Can you give me some pointers?"

His tone was full of respect.

At this moment, they were completely overwhelmed by the actor's self-cultivation atmosphere, and it was even difficult to distinguish the authenticity from the fake.

"arrange!"

Then came Ying Zige's confident voice.

Then came some pointers.

Under normal circumstances, let alone pointing out these people, even Ying Zige himself didn't know what Han Jialing's basic swordsmanship was.

But now the situation has drastically reversed.

Some kung fu point readers only need to input the name in the point reader, and the relevant powerful kung fu will be generated immediately.

Moreover, this exercise is extremely detailed, no matter what the details are, it will be displayed in it.

And, not even a single word is wrong.

In just a few short minutes, Ying Zige taught the opponent's basic sword skills clearly, making the opponent ecstatic.

And he himself also learned the relevant basic sword skills in this extremely short period of time.

After being exposed to Han Jialing's basic swordsmanship, Ying Zige couldn't help being surprised.

[Sure enough, it is extremely profound. 】

[Although it is said to be a basic sword technique, the insight and sword intent contained in it are as vigorous as the sea, and it cannot be comprehended in a short period of time. 】

[No wonder the strong people in Hanjialing will choose people with amazing talents to enter them.The reason is that people with slightly less talent cannot comprehend the sword intent in it. 】

[Han Jialing's exercises are really awesome. 】

While instructing his disciples, Ying Zige also seemed to have opened the door to a new world in front of him.

The world inside the door is so gorgeous and majestic, so shocking.

Soon, it was nightfall.

All the doubts in the hearts of the handyman disciples have been resolved.

All they need to do now is to keep breaking through the bottleneck.

After all, for swordsmanship cultivation, the master's guidance is of course important, the most important thing is to break through first.

soon.

In the martial arts training ground dedicated to the kitchen, swords were shining freely, and fists and feet were shaking.

That's called a heat.

From time to time, there is the sound of calling.

However, the time is too short after all, and no one has made a breakthrough yet.

And Ying Zige stood under the moonlight with his hands behind his back, looking at the disciples in front of him, he couldn't help showing a gratified smile on his face.

[These people will be the elites of the court in the future. 】

【I am their master. Even if they leave Hanjialing one day and scatter in the rivers and lakes, they still have the feeling of master and apprentice after all. 】

[At that time, I still have no response? 】

[It only takes one sentence to assemble a large army, and even a soldier in the large army is so powerful. 】

[I made a lot of money, I made a lot of money. 】

That wicked smile gradually changed.

At this moment, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a smile on the face of a profiteer.

"My lord, there is something I don't understand..."

Ma Dongyang, who was already so shocked, finally couldn't help the doubts in his heart at this moment.

He decided to spit it out.

"Say."

Ying Zige smiled lightly, as if he had already guessed what the other party was going to ask.

"Young master has never been to Hanjialing. According to the current information of the Sky Survey Division, it seems that you have never practiced the exercises of Hanjialing. Why are you so proficient in these kinds of exercises?"

Ma Dongyang was full of doubts, but finally couldn't help asking.

"It's very simple, I don't know Han Jialing's exercises at all."

Ying Zige replied without thinking.

"Young Master Fu Su?"

"If not, how to guide them?"

Ma Dongyang froze for a moment, and rows of question marks suddenly appeared on his forehead.

In just a few hours, this kid directly pointed out the bottlenecks of many people, causing ecstasy to appear on the faces of many people.

Apparently his advice was very useful.

This shows that he is proficient in Han Jialing's exercises.

But now he actually said he couldn't?
This seems a bit unreasonable.

"Actually, all they need are two words. With these two words, they will make breakthroughs through integration."

Ying Zige smiled mysteriously.

"What are the two words?"

Ma Dongyang was immediately surprised.

two words?
Can you break through?
Why don't you let me play metaphysics here?
"confidence."

"They are naturally very talented, but they are constrained by their identities as handyman disciples. Every time they raise their swords, they only think of one thing, and that is, their fate is sealed."

"The word "handyman disciple" is like a shackle, firmly fastened on them, making them subconsciously think that their talent is low."

"Being underestimated, even if the talent is amazing, it has been completely suppressed."

"And what I give them is self-confidence. With self-confidence, they can break through the shackles and fly high."

Ying Zi's song is full of heart and soul, and it is eloquent.

Unfathomable!

hiss!
hiss!
Ma Dongyang was completely shocked, but at this moment his eyes widened suddenly.

shackles?

confidence?

Well fucking makes sense.

I always feel that there is something wrong, but it is impeccable for a while.

One should indeed not belittle one's self.

Even in the trough, you must maintain self-confidence. Only in this way can you exert your strongest strength, break through the shackles at the most testing time, break out of the shell, and the phoenix nirvana!
This!
How profound is it?

Unexpectedly, it came from the mouth of the thirteenth son?

Could it be that he is by no means as simple as he appears on the surface, let alone a lazy waste in the legend, but a man of great wisdom and wisdom.

Real hammer!
The thirteenth son is really pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

In fact, his own strength is very strong!
His intelligence is beyond the reach of many people.

Under his imagination, Ma Dongyang was suddenly excited, and the eyes that looked like Ying Zige were already filled with deep awe.

"And you."

As he spoke, Ying Zige patted the other person's shoulder lightly, with a kind smile on his face again.

"Do you know why I want you to be a follower??"

"This is to hone your will, and I'm putting shackles on you."

"After you have this shackle, if you sink like this, it proves that you don't have the talent to do great things."

"However, I see that recently, you have shown no self-confidence. Because you are a follower, you have become depressed."

"Just what I want! You are indeed a smart person, a person who is good at being tempered, and a person who dares to be tempered."

"I like you!"

(End of this chapter)