Infinite Myth Counterattack

Chapter 40
The red girl and Kunlun sat side by side on a long bench in the shade of the bamboo forest, resting in the shade while waiting for Luo Changfeng to return.

It's just that the two of them sat together, and the difference in body shape was a bit like a beauty and a beast. The red girl had just reached Kunlun's waist, and the length of Kunlun's sword alone was almost up to her chest.

At this time, Kunlun was leaning on his sword with both hands, his chin resting on the back of his hand in a daze, the red girl looked at him sideways, patted his arm, and said, "Hey, Kunlun, how heavy is your sword?"

Kunlun straightened up, stretched out his hand, and made a comparison between his thumb and index finger.

The red girl gasped and said, "Eighty catties? If I carry it, I will hardly be able to walk."

Kunlun grinned, touched his head, and then raised the epee, spread his left hand flat, put the sword on the palm of his hand, weighed it, spread his right hand to the red girl, and said: "Ah."

The red girl widened her eyes, and said in shock, "You mean you still think the eighty-jin sword is too light?"

"Hmm."

"You have great strength."

The two chatted one after another, and after an unknown amount of time, they finally heard footsteps outside the bamboo forest.

The two looked back, and saw Luo Changfeng with a long sword stuck in his waist, and a large log on each of his left and right shoulders. The log was nearly ten feet long and as thick as Kunlun's thigh. inside.

The two stood up and went to meet them. Kun Lun put the epee back on his back and took the initiative to take the two logs.

Luo Changfeng walked to an open space, pointed to the ground and said, "Kunlun, hit one here, the height... just reaches your chest, and all the other parts are driven into the ground."

"Yeah." Kunlun nodded, put down one first, then held the other with both hands, and walked to Luo Changfeng's designated place.

"what……"

Kunlun exhaled loudly, shouted loudly, exerted strength with both arms, and planted the wooden stake straight into the ground, and the pointed part disappeared immediately.

Immediately Kunlun stood up straight, compared with his own body, before he reached his neck, then he drew out his epee, jumped up suddenly, and knocked heavily on the top of the log with the bottom of the hilt.

"tom"

There was a muffled sound, and the log sank again. Kunlun compared it again, and knocked it twice, and finally it was in place.

Kunlun nodded in satisfaction, then picked up another log and looked at Luo Changfeng.

Luo Changfeng walked two zhang away from the punched log, and said, "Let's hit this one!"

Kunlun drove the second log in as promised, clapped his palms, walked to Luo Changfeng's side, and looked at him curiously.

Luo Changfeng pulled out her sword from the red girl's hand, walked to the long bench, put the sword on the bench, and only stretched out the tip of the sword from the bench, then stood on the bench and stepped on the sword.

"Kunlun, use your epee to cut off the tip of this sword."

Although Kunlun didn't understand Luo Changfeng's intention, he did what he ordered without any compromise.

"Ding"

As the Kunlun epee slashed down, there was a crisp sound, and the tip of the sword broke off, and the tip of the sword became flat.

Only then did Luo Changfeng return the sword without the tip to Miss Hong, and said, "Come here."

The red girl curiously followed Luo Changfeng, walked to one of the logs and stood still.

Luo Changfeng put his hand on the hilt of the sword, and drew the sword out of its sheath with a "clang", and the moment the long sword was out of the sheath, it stabbed at the log.

"Ten"

The tip of the sword hit the center of the log, leaving a sword mark on it, and then said to the red girl: "From today on, you stab this log every day, the old rules, you must use all your strength every time, with the fastest speed Stab it."

"When do you practice, stab out a hundred swords with all your strength, and the hundred swords will stab into this sword mark without any deviation, and your first step of training will be completed."

As soon as Luo Changfeng finished speaking, the red girl understood the effect of this practice, and said, "This is to practice the accuracy of my sword?"

Luo Changfeng said: "Yes, you have practiced flying knives, your eyesight and stability are good enough, what you need to do is to make your sword as accurate as your flying knives."

"When you stand in place and each sword can hit the target accurately, you take a step back, and stab a sword while taking a step, and after you can also accurately hit the target, take another step back."

"Practice like this, when you can go out with a sword within a zhang, and still be able to accurately hit the sword marks with each sword, your quick sword has already achieved some success."

"If you can not be lazy and make sure that every sword is thrust out with all your strength, then when you can make a sword out of one foot, your sword speed will also be qualitatively improved. No accidents, at least Twice as fast."

"The next step is to use all means to increase the speed of the sword. There are many methods, such as footwork, bodywork, force-exerting skills, arm strength, wrist strength, etc., are all factors related to the speed of the sword."

"I will teach you these things one by one in the future. Although I can't guarantee that you will reach my level, at least I can guarantee that there will be no more than one palm in the world who can escape your strike."

"As for now, you stab the log for a few months first!"

After listening to Luo Changfeng's words, Miss Hong sighed: "No wonder you say that your fast sword is not learned, but practiced. This training method is similar to my flying knife."

After saying this, the red girl's expression changed, and she said proudly: "Don't underestimate people, what you can do, I may not be able to do it, the number of palms, the number of fingers is almost the same."

What Miss Hong meant was that she must be able to practice to the point where at most Luo Changfeng himself could escape her sword strike.

Luo Changfeng remained silent. He had reservations about Miss Hong's words. After all, if Miss Hong didn't know internal skills, it would be impossible for Miss Hong to catch up with him in her lifetime.

However, it should be no problem to reach the realm of General Li Jinglin, the number one swordsman in the Republic of China and known as the Sword Immortal of the Republic of China.

After all, apart from not knowing internal strength, she has no internal strength. The footwork, bodywork, and sword skills she will learn all come from the world of martial arts.

Li Jinglin, the Sword Fairy of the Republic of China, is said to have sparred with a sharpshooter. At a distance of one zhang, he could draw his sword faster than the opponent could draw and fire, and knock down the opponent's pistol before the opponent opened fire.

However, if Luo Changfeng were to confront that sharpshooter, the opponent would not even be able to draw the gun, and would be pierced by him in the throat, so why knock down the pistol?
Seeing that Luo Changfeng stopped talking and talking nonsense, Miss Hong started her cultivation directly.

"Duk...duk...duk..."

There was a rhythmic stabbing sound in the bamboo forest. Hearing this sound, a flash of memory flashed in Luo Changfeng's eyes.

After a while, Luo Changfeng turned around and left with Kunlun, leaving only the red girl to practice hard here.

The red girl stabbed for less than half an hour before she felt a burning pain in her palm.

Because every thrust was exhausted, the hilt of the sword rubbed against the palm of her hand, but she held the sword very tightly, and the friction acted on the flesh.

The first time you practice, your palms will inevitably blister and break the skin, so from the second day on, you need to wrap a layer of cloth around your palms, otherwise, you won't be able to hold the sword at all.

(End of this chapter)