The old tree has twisted trunks, bare and hard to see any greenness.

On the separate branches, a hemp rope was tied to the top, and below it was half hanging and half hanging. The man held half a blade body in his hand, and half a broken knife score was placed beside him, practicing forever.

It is Ding'an.

One arm, broken knife, broken score...

It seems that everything he has is incomplete, even if he himself is.

It’s a pity that he cut off his arm. The most common movement in the past is now as difficult as a child learning to walk. Often, one movement is to stagger and fall to the side.

In this way, I thought of this method of hanging with ropes, which saved a lot of effort.

Not far away, a man and a woman, two unkempt people sat on the ground, and saw that the girl was almost crazy writing with her fingers over and over again according to the three words in front of the young man.

"Chen Lianhua!"

As for the young man, he looked at Ding'an, who was hanging under the old tree not far away, constantly practicing swords.

He fell again and again, and got up again and again. I don’t know how many times the broken knife in his hand was removed due to exhaustion, but Ding'an always had to hold the knife and use it.

The sword technique he practiced was completely different from what he had previously recorded on the sword score. Ji Shenxiu could understand that this kid actually started with those sword moves that could not be done, and extended his own tricks. It looked similar at a minimum, but it was definitely different at a closer look.

Until now, Ji Shen Xiu knew that he was wrong and was very wrong. Half of the knife score was missing, not because it had disadvantages, but because it had advantages. At least for a person with extremely talented talent like "Ding'an", there are infinite possibilities only if he had a shortage. If he had a shortage, he would be similar to reading it according to the book. But now because of the knife trick, he could turn it into his own thing.

From the beginning of being unable to move, to the moment when swinging the sword like a strong wind, he obviously had an enlightenment and realized his own sword technique, one-armed sword technique.

He was surprised and admired. Seeing this scene with his own eyes, Ji Shenxiu finally got some understanding of the so-called "amazing talent" in the book. In just one or two days, he saw with his own eyes that some difficult sword moves were constantly improved by the one-armed young man in front of him, practicing over and over again, and finally turned into the prototype of a sword technique.

"bass!"

Only under Ji Shenxiu's gaze, Dingan cut off the hemp rope tied to his body with a knife. Obviously, he no longer needed it. His eyes were turned to Ji Shenxiu, and his eyes were a little excited, a little happy, and even more hot.

As if he felt the thought in the other party's heart, Ji Shenxiu stood up.

"Okay, let's talk with your hands and feet."

Without any surprise, he even had some expectations. His ten fingers kept curling up and stretching, revealing hard and black calluses everywhere in the joints of his palms. Then his five fingers turned into hand knifes, and the cloth shoes with open toes under his feet were kicked to the side by him.

Ding'an also let go at the same time, and his hand broke the knife and immediately fell into the soil.

In Ji Shenxiu's view, the weapons in the world are extensions of their hands and feet, so what can be more sharp than their flesh and blood body? The so-called "knife training" is just a process of constantly tempering oneself. After a lot of tempering, the iron is refined into steel, and the sharp blade is drawn, and the pinnacle is cast into a sword of peak.

Before the lotus on the side could react, Ji Shenxiu calmed down and her exposed calf suddenly burst out with blue veins. Her whole body rushed up, raising her arms and drawing a curve in the air like a knife, slashing down immediately.

Dingan was also not willing to be outdone, his eyes were full of eagerness to try. When he saw Ji Shenxiu coming first, he saw his upper body slump. Then Ji Shenxiu felt the figure in front of him swaying, and he flew up on the ground, using his hands and feet like a strong wind to attack him.

As soon as he fought, Ji Shenxiu's eyes were filled with countless hand knives.

The arms can bend and stretch, but there are many changes than the sword. The arms are made by intention and move by heart. The two of them meet at this time, and they are immediately stuck together like turtles and snakes. The sword is like a dragon and snake, sometimes feminine and bizarre, sometimes domineering and fierce, and slashing and poking, which is hard to distinguish.

However, as they played, they changed their taste. It seemed that they were competing, but the two gradually verified each other that the sword technique they had learned from the sword score, and were also learning and improving each other.

If Ji Shenxiu's sword technique is just the norm, then Ding'an is a different approach, one right and one strange.

Until the lotus came to his senses, the two of them had already fought from the field in front of the wooden house to the valley in the distance.

After a while.

Two people with bruised noses and swollen faces were sitting in front of the wooden house with bleeding noses.

"What's your sword technique?"

Ji Shenxiu held a black blue eyes, half of her face swollen, and looked at Ding'an, who was not much better than him, with disdain and contempt.

The boy's body had not yet recovered completely. In addition, he knew the luck method of practicing martial arts, and he had one more hand. In the end, he naturally gradually gained the upper hand. But who would have thought that Ding'an, who was full of hatred and anger, would eventually use a trick. Once the offensive was changed, he would hold him up and beat him up, as if he had some resentment.

It was a good competition, but it turned out that two people were fighting on the ground, with one punch and one kick.

Fortunately, it was pulled open by the lotus.

Ding'an sat silently without saying a word. Until Ji Shenxiu spoke, he pondered for a moment and said a name.

"Stormless Sword Technique!"

"That's so filthy."

Ji Shenxiu sneered without any shame. This kid used some harsh tricks to lift his vaginal legs just now, and he almost succeeded several times.

Ding'an turned his head and looked at him.

Seeing this, Ji Shenxiu raised her eyebrows.

"What? I still want to come?"

"Or, you can get it!"

Ji Shenxiu dusted the soil on her butt and stood up. "Looking at the change of body movements in your sword move, why not, just call it Wanli alone!"

"Okay, it's called walking alone for thousands of miles."

Then Ding'an really nodded.

Ji Shenxiu smiled, but she didn't say much, just tightened the knife behind her waist. "Boy, I have to leave, you have to take care of Lotus. As for the flying dragon, it's in the town two miles away, you have to be careful. This person's sword skills are extremely good!"

"You are leaving? What are you doing?" Ding'an was stunned.

"I'm not happy with you, and I have some understanding of the sword technique in my heart, so I have to find some people to test the sword."

Testing a knife means killing someone.

Ji Shenxiu still couldn't forget the cruel scene left by the group of horse thieves. Although he killed three of them, there was still one eldest and second child who was not dead. This time it happened to be used to verify some of his thoughts.

"Okay, take care of yourself."

Ding'an just said something more, just nodded.

Although they met for a while, he was still a little grateful to the mysterious young man in front of him from the bottom of his heart. Whether it was the knife book or the battle just now, he learned a lot from Ji Shenxiu, especially some changes in hardness and softness in tricks, as well as experience in dealing with them, both of them had their own gains.

He waved his hand without looking back, and Ji Shenxiu stepped away, saying that he was going to kill someone.
Chapter completed!