I have Futian in my heart

chapter 32

"I don't know what the sword heart fruit will bring me this time? Is it a new sword technique or something?"

With this in mind, Zheng Xiaoming picked off the sword heart fruit and ate it.

In the next moment, he entered the illusion again, as if he had become a swordsman again, practicing his skills and practicing the basic sword moves.

Although Zheng Xiaoming mainly practiced the basic sword posture, he has not had time to practice other sword postures.

But at the moment when he transforms into this swordsman, it seems that he has practiced these five basic sword moves extremely well, and his movements are clean and neat, without any excess.

Every move, every style, can use the power perfectly!

Especially the solid wooden stake in front of the swordsman's eyes was cut into two halves by the swordsman's slash.

Zheng Xiaoming was shocked at this moment, and then woke up from the dream.

Recalling the unreasonable slash in the dream, Zheng Xiaoming sat on the bed, unable to speak for a long time.

You must know that the structure of the long sword is not conducive to chopping, at least not as good as the long sword.

However, the swordsman in the dream used his long sword to chop a one-meter-long wooden stake from head to toe. Such methods are truly miraculous.

You know, I am afraid that with an ax specially designed for splitting wood, it is definitely not possible to split such a large wooden post in half once or twice.

Moreover, this is definitely not following the wood grain, shaking the wooden piles away, or something.It's real, from beginning to end, like splitting bamboo from head to toe!

Zheng Xiaoming could feel that the swordsman's hand was definitely just an ordinary sword, not a magic weapon, let alone a laser sword or Yitian sword.

And that swordsman is just an ordinary person, and his strength is only greater than that of ordinary people, and he has absolutely no internal energy!

Because at that time, Zheng Xiaoming was that swordsman.

His power is that of the swordsman!

And the reason why the swordsman was able to split the wooden pile was entirely due to the perfect fusion of strength, speed, skill, and angle!
Repeatedly recalling in the bottom of my heart, imitating the swordsman's slash.Zheng Xiaoming suddenly couldn't sit still, and jumped out of bed in one step. He didn't even care about washing his face and brushing his teeth, so he brought a long sword and came to the park.

He closed his eyes, repeatedly recalling the feeling of that slash.

I don't know how long it was quiet, and suddenly he exhaled and opened his voice, using all the strength in his body perfectly.

The feet step on the ground, and the power is transmitted from the heels to the waist, arms, and wrists.

Then the long sword suddenly made a move and slashed out.

There was a white light in front of his eyes, and the long sword was like a sword, making a soft buzzing sound, and slashed down.

When the sword was struck, Zheng Xiaoming was hearty, feeling extremely comfortable, all the strength in his body was exerted, without any suffocation.

Then the sword slashed straight on the cement stone pier beside him.

With a sound of "click", the solid cement stone pier was obviously cut open with a half-foot-long crack.

Zheng Xiaoming subconsciously looked around, seeing that there was no one around, and there was no surveillance camera nearby, so he felt relieved.

Only then did he look at the concrete stone pier, and the long sword was firmly embedded in the concrete stone pier, sinking into the concrete stone pier by about five inches.

Zheng Xiaoming was overjoyed: "This is my strength, just relying on strength, speed, skill and angle of attack, I can actually cause such damage!"

then……

Then he couldn't draw the sword out!
The long sword was deeply embedded in the cement stone pier, Zheng Xiaoming had never learned the sword-drawing gesture.

I don't need strength at this moment, I have used various postures, but I still can't pull it out.

Zheng Xiaoming was worried that someone would pass by at this time. Seeing this scene, he eagerly swung the long sword from side to side, but with a little more force, the long sword broke suddenly.

"Oops!"

Zheng Xiaoming yelled secretly, and picked up the broken sword tip annoyedly: "I will never be able to split this kind of stone and cement in the future! Also, I must buy a good quality long sword next time!"

Taking advantage of no one around, Zheng Xiaoming quickly slipped away!

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At nightfall, Zheng Xiaoming walked in the darkness around the community with a wooden stick in his hand.

It seems that it is precisely because Zheng Xiaoming mainly practiced chopping and chopping during this period, so the second sword heart fruit he ate was mainly talking about the chopping and chopping sword power.

After eating the second sword heart fruit, Zheng Xiaoming's mastery of the chopping and slashing power was driven by a high degree of proficiency.

In the morning, Zheng Xiaoming even cut more than five inches into the cement stone pier with his sword.

If this is used to kill...

The so-called armed with a sharp blade, kills himself.

Ordinary people pick up a stick from the side of the road and can't help but wave it a few times.

After Zheng Xiaoming practiced this chopping and chopping sword move, he naturally felt itchy, wishing to find a place to vent his anger.

Fortunately, Zheng Xiaoming still has reason, and he clearly knows that if the trees and facilities in the park are damaged, he will be fined!

Poverty makes Zheng Xiaoming rational!

So he decided to go out for a walk at night to see if he could find any opportunities to meet the injustice!

In particular, Zheng Xiaoming was deeply concerned about what happened to the group of stray cats.

What kind of bulldog is it that can kill all those stray cats?Did Zheng Xiaoming have no merits to gain?

Therefore, Zheng Xiaoming planned to go out for a walk after dark to see if he could meet the target.

The Songwen long sword was broken, but even if it wasn't broken, Zheng Xiaoming didn't intend to take it with him.

Heideng is blind, Zheng Xiaoming wanders around with a long sword, and if he is not good, he can easily be regarded as a gangster.Even if the long sword didn't strike at all!
Therefore, Zheng Xiaoming only brought a strong wooden stick with him.

He believed that under the momentum of his chopping sword, even a wooden stick could exert terrifying lethality.It is not difficult to beat people with broken tendons and bones.

If it hits a key position, it is even enough to kill!
For example, if you meet that mad dog...

Of course, after so many days, if there really was a mad dog, it must have been solved long ago!

The problem is, Zheng Xiaoming doubts whether those stray cats were really killed by a mad dog!
You must know that there are more than a dozen stray cats. With their running speed and agility, what kind of style can catch them one by one and kill them all?
And in such a small area?

Based on comprehensive judgment, Zheng Xiaoming had long suspected that those stray cats were not killed by mad dogs.

It's something more dangerous... like a monster!

Although Zheng Xiaoming had doubts in the past, he was limited to his own ability, so Zheng Xiaoming didn't bother to investigate at all.

But now that he has practiced the chopping sword posture, it will be different!

Zheng Xiaoming was looking for that kind of dark and deserted place to walk around, and he didn't find anything unusual after turning around a few times.

Before he knew it, he had already arrived at Cuiwei Mountain.It should have come here subconsciously!

However, there was a murder case here some time ago, and people were sent to patrol at night.There should be nothing dangerous!

Zheng Xiaoming thought about it, and when he turned to leave, he seemed to smell something.Frowning slightly, he changed his mind and walked into the park.

(End of this chapter)