After speaking, Chen Yuan hurried out without waiting for Fu Rong's answer.

"Hey...you are too..." Fu Rong couldn't help but want to complain about something, but she was taken aback for a moment.

"You guy...couldn't you really activate some hidden talent?"

Thinking of his behavior like a madman just now, Fu Rong couldn't help but believe it.

"If this is the case, then do I..."

For a while, Fu Rong, who was originally sitting on the sofa, couldn't help standing up, and slowly repeated Chen Yuan's actions just now.

...

The general usage of the short sword is very similar to that of the dagger, and many training methods are also trained according to the dagger.

The basic usage includes stabbing, pricking, picking, wiping, cutting, grid, gouging out, cutting, belting and so on.

Chen Yuan tried it out, and he used all these postures smoothly, but the most smooth ones were stabbing and wiping.

One inch long, one inch strong, one inch short, one inch dangerous.

The thorn of the short sword is really at a disadvantage in battle.

But I don't know why in the next training, most of Chen Yuan's thoughts were on the thorns.

His progress can be said to be visible to the naked eye, but slowly he stopped and continued to stab.

For some reason, although his thorns looked good, he always felt that something was missing.

He vaguely knew that if he didn't solve this problem, he couldn't go any further.

But at the same time, if this problem is solved, then he will truly become a person with purple talent: sword master.

By the time he returned to the house, three hours had passed, and it was completely dark at this time.

Fu Rong's eyes were red at home, looking at the various swords scattered on the ground, Chen Yuan roughly understood what happened.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to find a sword for you."

After confirming Fu Rong's identity last night, Chen Yuan had carefully searched the memories in his mind.Therefore, he is quite familiar with Fu Rong's weapons.

Compared with his own sword, Fu Rong's weapon didn't look like a sword to Chen Yuan.

Not even a dagger, just two fruit knives... Well, it doesn't quite fit to describe it as a fruit knife.

Roughly larger than a fruit knife, the front point is wide and the back is wide. The part of the blade is curved and the top is straight.

This kind of knife is often seen in Chen Yuan - there is a similar existence in the kitchenware section of the supermarket.

After buying two, Chen Yuan quickly returned home.

After throwing the two "swords" to Fu Rong, she behaved as if Chen Yuan just now.

Regarding this, Chen Yuan was a little speechless.

"So why can this thing activate her talent swordsmanship master. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a knife..."

"Or in this world, what is subjectively considered to be a sword and what is a sword?"

"Everything can be a sword?"

After a while, Chen Yuan stopped thinking about this question.

After all, Dugu Qiubai, every plant and tree can be used as a sword, and Fu Rong seems to have nothing to do with a kitchen knife..

Um..

Fu Rong's sword is generally called a chef's knife in the kitchen, a type of Western-style kitchen knife.

Afterwards, Chen Yuan practiced the thirty-six-style basic method again, and then dragged his exhausted body to lie on the bed and fell asleep.

As for Fu Rong..

Well, because of being too tired, Chen Yuan has already left it behind.

The basic method of the thirty-six forms has jumped from the third form to the tenth form, and the physique has jumped from 1.1 to 1.53.The body quenching progress has reached a small success from entry level.

A three-hour harvest is a one-month harvest for the top white aptitude practice twelve styles.

This kind of progress visible to the naked eye made Chen Yuan feel trembling and satisfied, even a little addicted.

Chen Yuan was relatively restrained, but after Fu Rong realized her talent, she was going crazy.

Almost night and night, he was waving the kitchen knife in his hand.

Compared with Chen Yuan, the progress was not slow at all, and even a little bit faster.

Compared with Chen Yuan's flat performance because he knew that he could activate his talent, Fu Rong's performance was a little paranoid or even obsessed.

The next day, looking at Fu Rong who was still waving a kitchen knife in the living room, Chen Yuan couldn't help but said, "You didn't practice here all night, did you?"

"Are you still in class today?"

"Don't worry, I can do it!" Fu Rong said with a serious expression.

Looking at her appearance at this time, Chen Yuan seemed to see her in the future as a master of sword energy.

"Okay, let's go together. Call a car today." Stretching, Chen Yuan said casually.

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