Chapter 176 Swordsmanship

Lu Xuan hesitated for a moment, and said, “Senior, can I ask, how long is the handyman trial?

Lu Xuan still remembers agreeing to Senior Sister Xia. Although he likes this sword technique very much, but because of this sword technique, he did not cultivate the sword energy before the trial, which affected the senior sister’s Jin Neizhi. thing.

“There is still half a year.”

Lu Xuan heaved a sigh of relief, and there was enough time to cultivate sword aura, “Senior, I think about it, so I’ll choose this.”

“Sure?” The old man said differently. He originally thought that Lu Xuan would give up his choice because of his slow progress.

“OK.” Lu Xuan said seriously.

“Well, now that I have chosen, I will practice diligently in the future.” The old man looked at Lu Xuan, and his eyes gradually showed a touch of appreciation.



Since entering the Tibetan “August Two Three” Jingge, this young man has been respectful and calm in his words and deeds. And not in a hurry for success, I would rather choose to practice hard work, and not change the swordsmanship of my choice.

This boy is good, a good material for sword repair. I just don’t know, will he stick to the practice according to the requirements in that volume of swordsmanship? At what stage can he cultivate in the end?

The old man smiled helplessly when he thought of the incomparably boring training method in the swordsmanship. Don’t let me down, little guy!

Lu Xuan had returned to his residence at this time, looking at a few things on the table with a smile of joy.

The king’s shining spirit stone, a dusty cloth bag and a roll of mottled and worn bamboo slips.

The bamboo slips are naturally the sword technique called the basic “sword technique”, and the gray cloth bag is the bag of spiritual stones that the old man threw to Lu Xuan earlier.

This is a storage bag that can be opened with a touch of aura. There is about a few cubic meters of space inside, enough to hold a lot of things.

Lu Xuan put ten spiritual stones into the storage bag and hung them firmly around his waist. Then he opened the scroll of bamboo slips and read it carefully.

“Swordsman, the king of soldiers.”

With a simple sentence, Lu Xuan’s eyes lit up and he read on.

“Swords are all equipped with toughness, sharpness, and agility. Therefore, the sword is one way, divided into three poles.”

“At the very beginning, when the sword body is in circulation, it is lifted and blocked, and naturally defends against the weak points of the enemy. Use softness to overcome the rigidity, and it is difficult to break everything with one sword!”

“Li Zhiji, the sword’s front is three feet away, one slash and one slash, no matter how the world changes, the sky is white, the sky is bright, and the sky is full of swords!

“The extreme of spirit, when the scabbard hides the front, it is unpredictable and invisible. Once the sharpness is revealed, it will turn into three thousand swords with one thorn, but it will not break soon!”

Lu Xuan’s eyes suddenly became extremely hot, looking at the worn-out bamboo slips, it was as if he had seen a rare treasure.

In a sense, the basic swordsmanship of this volume is a treasure in his eyes. Because there is nothing more, you can explain the true meaning of kendo to this point in a few words!

Swords, only tenacity, fierceness, and spirituality, can only one sword be alone in the world! One sword smashes the sky!

Lu Xuan’s breathing became short, and these few words seemed to open a door to the kendo for him. What is a sword? What is kendo?

After reading these few words, he couldn’t help but gain a new understanding.

Both sword and kendo can only be described in one word, that is, “straight”, straight forward, pointing straight to the throat!

Against the enemy, if I want to defend, I will level out with one sword, and prevent your army from falling; if I want to attack, I will straighten out with one sword to break your Wanli Xiongguan!

That being the case, how can kendo have the distinction of being quick and accumulating, there are thousands of ways, and kendo itself is a shortcut!

Xuan felt his heart beating more violently, and quickly went on to flip it down.

However, the next piece of bamboo slips… only one sentence:

Every day, he splits the sword with full strength 500 times and lifts the sword 500 times. After half a year, the sword energy can be achieved.

No wonder the seniors of the Cangjing Pavilion said that it would take half a year of hard work to cultivate sword qi. It turned out that this sword technique said. However, it is really not easy to complete this task!

If it’s the usual splitting and lifting sword, it’s okay to say, but the most important thing is the word “full force”. But if he splits the sword with all his strength five hundred times, he may not be able to finish it in one day, let alone hold on for half a year.

However, Lu Xuan didn’t feel this. Since the swordsmanship said five hundred times a day, someone must be able to complete it. Since others can do it, why can’t you do it!

After thinking about it, Lu Xuan picked up a wooden sword without hesitation, walked to the open space, stood for a long time, breathless…

After a while, Lu Xuan’s spirit and aura in his body were already full. Lu Xuan took a slow breath, then expelled it quickly. While exhaling, the wooden sword was lifted above the head and slashed out forcefully.

So, it was once.

If someone came here to take a look at this time, they would be speechless with emotion. Because Lu Xuan did it too seriously.

The wooden sword was raised high above his head, his eyes fixed on the tip of the sword, his arms were stretched straight, and his shoulders were placed flat and stable. Every time a wooden sword was split, the legs moved the waist and the waist moved the arms, as if using all the strength.

This is Lu Xuan, no matter what he does, he is extremely conscientious and focused. He remembers every word in his swordsmanship hard, and then he puts it into practice.

Although his back was sweating and his arms were sore, he still persisted.

“Two hundred thirty eight one hundred sixty three four hundred twelve one hundred seventy seven

The sky was getting dim, and the setting sun cast an orange curtain on the third peak, and then unwillingly lowered the horizon and disappeared into the darkness.

At the same time, Lu Xuan slashed out the wooden sword for the last time, fulfilling the requirement of five hundred swords.

Lu Xuan gasped hurriedly, his eyes were 5.6-gray, and his vision was blurred.

He doesn’t even have the strength to say a word now, but he feels that the muscles all over his body are sore, and all the joints seem to fall apart. Both arms were trembling constantly, and even the wooden sword couldn’t hold it anymore.

The clothes were already soaked in sweat, and then they ran down the body, dropping drop by drop to the ground, and it turned into a small puddle!

Lu Xuan knew it well. Five hundred times of wearing the sword today has exhausted all his physical strength, even reaching the limit of his body. If you practice lifting the sword again, I’m afraid it will hurt the foundation, and the gain will outweigh the loss.

Of course, even if Lu Xuan wants to practice now, he has more than enough energy.

Thinking of this, Lu Xuan used a wooden sword to make crutches, dragged his stiff legs, moved towards the residence step by step, and then closed the door.

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