Longevity starts with learning

"To practice swordplay, first practice the moves and routines. When you are familiar with the moves and routines, try to use them at will and hone your skills in actual combat."

"Perseverance is the key. If you really want to learn martial arts, you can't be half-hearted."

"Brother Mu, I know."

Xu Yuan nodded fiercely, and his yearning eyes seemed to explain his intentions.

Chu Mu nodded, shook his arm, and raised the blade. The feeling of using the sword, which was completely different from the past, suddenly came to his mind.

Chu Mu raised his eyebrows, and there was a bit of surprise between his eyebrows.

In just a short period of practice, the strength improvement was so obvious!

In the past, I could clearly feel the lack of strength, but now, this long sword weighing nearly ten pounds has no sense of lack of strength at all, and it is firmly held in my hand.

"Good!"

Chu Mu laughed loudly. Although it was only a slight increase in strength, the change in just this little increase was undoubtedly a world of difference.

After all, he was not strong enough before, and he could not even control the weight of the knife in his hand perfectly.

A little short of that, in actual combat, that would be the difference between life and death!

Now that this is supplemented, the combat power will definitely leap exponentially!

Chu Mu seemed to be in a good mood, and a set of ordinary basic knife styles were wielded in front of Xu Yuan, with a bit of sharp knife light, which made Xu Yuan unable to move his eyes away.

After a set of knife styles, Chu Mu's joy was also lost a little, and the knife style was slightly slowed down. He used one knife and one style while explaining.

Although Chu Mu himself has not practiced knife skills for a long time, he has undoubtedly gained a lot of experience after several months of hard training, plus several life-and-death battles.

While demonstrating and explaining, Xu Yuan followed and gestured.

Teaching and learning, both of them seemed to have gained a lot.

For Xu Yuan, the benefits of Chu Mu's meticulous hand-to-hand teaching when he first came into contact with knife skills are self-evident.

As for Chu Mu, during the half month of recuperation, most of the time, he could only review the previous actual combats in his mind, or use small branches to compare.

Half a month of thinking, the increase in strength brought by the practice of the body-building skills, plus his own review of the experience when teaching one move at a time.

After more than half a month, the proficiency of the swordsmanship on the light screen panel also increased visibly for the first time.

This teaching and learning lasted for about an hour, and Chu Mu sent Xu Yuan to practice alone.

Chu Mu walked to the side of the tree, and in front of Chu Mu were the hanging balls hanging on the branches.

Looking at the hanging balls dancing in the wind in front of him, Chu Mu's eyes moved slightly, and his expression could not hide his emotion.

If he hadn't had the sudden idea of ​​making such a hanging ball array before going into the mountains to suppress bandits, he would probably have lost his life in the first battle after entering the mountains.

Not to mention the promotion and wealth he is getting now, and the real kung fu is with him.

Chu Mu subconsciously took the wooden sword beside him, but then, Chu Mu looked at the hanging ball formation in front of him again.

After a moment of hesitation, he put down the wooden sword and drew the sword from his waist.

The blade was cold and cold, and the hanging ball was just a bamboo strip, which was obviously not suitable for practicing the hanging ball formation.

But at this moment, Chu Mu moved.

With a flash of the knife, he stepped into the hanging ball formation.

The cold blade chopped straight at the hanging ball that was attacking. It was still a scene that the hanging ball would be broken with one cut, but the magical thing was that this blade that was enough to break hair did not seem to hurt the hanging ball at all.

During the collision, the hanging ball was intact and was pushed away by the blade. The knife was swung out one by one, and the hanging balls danced one by one. Chu Mu's figure, in this hanging ball formation, seemed to have a kind of agility that passed through a thousand flowers without getting a single leaf on him.

But this kind of agility only lasted for a few minutes before it gradually became stiff. In the end, just like when he entered the hanging ball formation before, Chu Mu had to withdraw.

"The strength is not perfect enough, and there is also... reaction?"

Chu Mu raised his hand to grab a hanging ball. Although the hanging ball was intact, there were also fine white scratches on the surface of the bamboo.

These white scratches were obviously left by the collision of the blades, which undoubtedly also showed that the strength was not enough.

Otherwise, this hanging ball must have been truly intact.

"Lifting heavy as if it were light..."

Chu Mu suddenly thought of a set of theories in a martial arts novel in his previous life.

Lifting heavy... as if it were light...

The knife is nearly ten pounds, which is heavy!

As for this weight, he is now completely relying on his own strength to control it, and although this control improves with the increase of strength, it is obviously not perfect.

Even if it is perfect, in its sense, it is completely relying on his own strength to control the weight of the blade, rather than lifting heavy... as if it were light.

Chu Mu frowned. According to his understanding, it seemed to be a skill in using strength, but... what skill could reach the level of Ruoqing?

As for his swordsmanship, at least for now, it was quite clear.

The control of strength has already been perfected.

The remaining few points are not perfect. With the practice of the body-building technique, the emergence of one force over ten skills will eventually make the strength completely controlled.

Chu Mu estimated that at this point, his swordsmanship should be able to enter the next stage.

And next...

It seems to be this... lifting a heavy weight with ease?

But this Ruoqing... how light?

Chu Mu subconsciously swung the blade and experienced it carefully.

One knife, one knife, just swung mechanically like this.

The control of strength is close to perfection, which seems to be enough for him to control the long sword very well.

But if we follow the conjecture of lifting a heavy weight with ease, it will undoubtedly seem very rigid.

After all, this is just pure force suppressing the weight of the blade, and it has nothing to do with the sword technique.

This rigid feeling also reminded Chu Mu of the feeling of communicating and touching the blood in his body when he was practicing qi and blood just now.

It was also instinctive and rigid, but the feeling of coming alive in an instant undoubtedly left a deep impression on Chu Mu.

"If it is light... it must be alive? Or spirituality?"

Chu Mu seemed to have some enlightenment.

Since he started practicing sword techniques, he seemed to have been practicing hard, one move at a time, just as it was.

What he practiced was just the basic sword techniques taught by the patrol, not the basic sword techniques of Chu Mu.

The simple basic sword style did not contain his thoughts.

Or it could be said that it was just a form without spirit...

Chu Mu pondered secretly, although he was not sure whether this possibility was right or wrong, and it was even possible that he was just influenced by his memories of his previous life and made a wishful guess.

But this possibility is circulating in his mind and can't be dispelled.

Chu Mu didn't care too much about right and wrong.

With the existence of Linghui value, his tolerance rate is much greater than that of ordinary people.

His learning efficiency is also much higher than that of ordinary people.

He can try any possibility...

Even if he is wrong, the impact is not great...

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