Hyper-fusion, I have infinite forms

Even though I have cramps, I can still endure the pain and maintain the posture?

She immediately said, "Zhou Yan, it's ok, relax and sit down!"

Zhou Yan let out a long sigh, immediately sat down on the ground, then stretched out his right hand and began to knead one of his calves frantically.

The next second, a pair of hands with long fingers, which looked slender but quite powerful, pinched his feet and calves.

A few times of pressing and kneading accurately smoothed out his calf and foot muscles, instantly relieving much of Zhou Yan's pain.

Luo Xuan looked at Zhou Yan reproachfully: "Martial arts training is not a joke. If you insist on going in the wrong direction, it will only lead to injury. Why don't you stop even though you have cramps?"

Zhou Yan was a little embarrassed: "Didn't you say to last ten minutes?"

Luo Xuan looked at Zhou Yan in a daze, speechless for a moment.

(▼-▼)

That’s all I said. If you can’t hold on, just give up. Why bother insisting?

Next to him, Luo Ke had already caught up and helped Zhou Yan massage his other calf. She smiled and sighed, "Brother Zhou Yan, you are so cruel. Can you even endure something like a cramp?"

A few minutes later, Zhou Yan's feet felt much more relaxed and he stood face to face with Luo Xuan again.

Luo Xuan said softly: "You just had a cramp, Jingjia, don't stand for now, let me go through a simple round of sword moves with you first."

Zhou Yan nodded obediently.

So, Luo Xuan walked to Zhou Yan again and picked up the wooden sword.

She started with an owl-like stance, her body leaping up with the momentum of a bird of prey attacking, and she spun the wooden sword in her hand so that it was held in a normal grip, while she slowly and steadily extended the sword forward.

He whispered, "Follow me."

Zhou Yan followed Luo Xuan and stabbed out with a sword, but his movements were not very standard.

He was about to correct it, but his eyes flickered.

[Learning new skills——Nanming Sword]

[Whether to burn spirituality to assist learning]

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Haha, it is said that updating at midnight on Monday is good for the weekly rankings, so the update at 8 a.m. was brought forward to now.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 16 Spiritual Burning

[Whether to burn spirituality to assist learning]

Although the information that flashed before his eyes was only a few words, it contained a lot of information that surprised Zhou Yan.

Spirituality, besides being used to replenish the durability of life equipment, actually has this function?

So, what is the effect?

Zhou Yan took a look at his spiritual power, which was close to one thousand.

His mind moved slightly and he gave the order.

【Yes】

The moment the order is given.

Zhou Yan felt his mind become clear, and the surrounding objects, sounds, his own distracting thoughts, everything, seemed to be far away.

Like a clear mirror and still water.

All his attention was focused on Luo Xuan who was practicing the Nanming sword technique in front of him.

At this time, Luo Xuan had just finished a drill and turned back to say softly: "The first step of Eagle Strike is mainly to imitate the swooping posture of eagles and birds of prey, and to attack by stabbing and slashing from a high position."

Zhou Yan didn't say anything. He just listened quietly to her explaining the key points of the moves, and then quickly recalled Luo Xuan's previous actions.

That movement was like carving with a knife or an axe, and it was deeply imprinted in his mind.

He started to act without hesitation.

The owl stood still and gathered strength, his body changing from extremely still to extremely moving, he flipped his hand and thrust out a sword!

It has the momentum of an eagle swooping down from above.

The standard of the movements was about 70% to 80% of what Luo Xuan had practiced.

Luo Xuan's eyes turned strange when he saw this.

'Is this enlightenment?

She looked at Zhou Yan, whose eyes were bright, thoughtfully without saying much.

Instead, just keep practicing one move after another.

One dares to teach, and the other dares to learn.

In this state of burning spirituality, Zhou Yan learned extremely quickly. Almost immediately after Luo Xuan demonstrated and explained the key points, he was able to perform the movements, and they were almost identical to the standard requirements.

In addition, Luo Xuan corrected his posture and pointed out the key points of the movements.

When he made his move for the second time, he was able to achieve a standard almost consistent with Luo Xuan's.

Hawk, harrier, kite, hawk, hawk, harrier, kite, hawk, hawk, hawk, hawk

The "Eagle Strike" moves, which are the main attacking style in Southern Ming swordsmanship, are all named after various birds of prey in the "Acciuseformes" order. Most of the movements contain a sense of sharp fighting from top to bottom.

After learning the Eagle Strike Technique, Luo Xuan saw that Zhou Yan still had some strength left, so he simply started to teach him the Falcon Attack Technique.

Next, the footwork is "sparrow step".

Zhou Yan was focused and completely immersed in his studies.

*

More than an hour later.

【Nanming Sword (Already Beginner)】

The information that popped up in front of him made Zhou Yan, who was originally immersed in efficient learning, tremble slightly.

He immediately interrupted the state.

Then he looked at his own spirituality.

[Spiritual: 947→874]

Over seventy minutes, 73 spiritual points were consumed.

And the effect – is quite astonishing.

In just over an hour, he had mastered the Nanming sword technique, which was many times more complicated than the basic short-weapon techniques!

On the other side, Zhou Yan was seen suddenly stopping after practicing the "Eagle Strike" sword move again.

Luo Xuan showed a curious expression.

"Why did it stop?" she asked.

Zhou Yan paused.

After the Eagle Strike, there are three killer moves named after the raptors called "falcons".

He thought silently.

The next second, he resumed his owl-standing posture, took a breath, and then began to move.

First, hold the wooden sword horizontally to the side of your face, push off the ground, and thrust out quickly.

Like a red falcon swooping down, swift and fierce.

Falcon attacks all the way - Chi Tu!

Turning around, his figure danced like a white crane.

He pushed off the ground again, this time leaping out and stabbing down with the sword in his backhand from mid-air.

Just like a white falcon pecking from the sky, it is exactly - a falcon pecking!

The moment he landed, Zhou Yan's knees barely moved. He only relied on the power of his ankle joints to bounce back and forth in a zigzag shape like a sparrow jumping continuously on the ground.

Sparrow step!

The next second, Zhou Yan flew across with his sword, his posture as fast as a peregrine falcon.

He spun quickly and used the wooden sword to hook and cut - Green sickle!

After completing the three moves, Zhou Yan put away his sword and stopped. Then he involuntarily tapped the ground with his toes and rotated to relax his ankles.

The other moves are easy to use, but the last few "Sparrow Steps" with position changes before using the "Green Scythe" puts great pressure on the ankles.

Although he had learned the movements, his physical condition was a bit difficult to handle.

"Not bad!"

Luo Xuan looked at Zhou Yan's three neat "Falcon Attacks" with a flickering look in his eyes.

Her tone was a little amazed: "You have been able to practice the 'form' of the Nanming Sword to such a level in just over an hour. You can be called a 'genius'."

"You taught me well." Zhou Yan shook the sword in his hand somewhat uncomfortably.

Only he himself knows that he is not a "genius".

It's just that by burning spirituality, one enters a state similar to "clear mirror and still water", which allows one to completely put aside distracting thoughts and greatly improve learning efficiency.

Without this spiritual blessing, although he is not stupid, he is at best above average and cannot be considered a genius.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan looked at Luo Xuan: "Are you still going to continue?"

Luo Xuan looked up at the clock on the wall and shook her head: "It's ten o'clock. That's all for tonight. Starting tomorrow, you will officially study in the sword hall with others."

"Okay, but I have to help serve the food at mealtime."

Zhou Yan responded and he imitated Luo Xuan and looked at the clock on the wall.

Then he glanced at the entire martial arts hall and found that Luo Ke was gone.

Although he was completely focused while in the state of burning spiritual energy, it did not mean that he did not remember other things during that time.

He recalled it and soon remembered it.

After watching them learn swordplay for half an hour, the little girl went back to her room to rest.

On the other side, after hearing Zhou Yan's answer, Luo Xuan nodded, looked at him silently, turned around and was about to leave.

Zhou Yan thought about it and called her: "Xiao Xuan, is it convenient for you to wait for a moment?"

Luo Xuan paused for a moment, then stopped and looked back at Zhou Yan: "What's wrong?"

(▼へ▼)?

Zhou Yan smiled and said, "Wait a moment, I'll be back soon."

After saying that, he ran back to the room without waiting for Luo Xuan's consent.

Half a minute later, he ran out of the room again and opened his hands in front of Luo Xuan.

"This is for you as a gift for becoming my disciple."

In Zhou Yan's palm, a short, fat, upright, cute duck-shaped doll was lying obediently, and its dull eyes happened to meet Luo Xuan's.

"This is." Luo Xuan lowered his eyes and looked at it, his eyes flickering.

"It's also a cloth doll I made. It's called Psyduck." Zhou Yan smiled.

"Look, isn't it a little silly?"

Luo Xuan stared at the little doll intently, and said in a faint voice: "Do you think I look like it?"

Zhou Yan was a little embarrassed: "I mean, this Pikachu is silly and cute."

Seeing the indifferent expression of the tall swordsman girl in front of him, Zhou Yan wanted to withdraw his hand awkwardly: "Maybe you don't like this very much."

A fair and delicate hand pinched Zhou Yan's wrist.

Zhou Yan could feel the slightly hard calluses on the base of the fingers on the inside of the other person's palm.

That is the medal for long-term sword-holding and sword-practicing.