Lin Daier said with admiration: "The way to hold a sword can be roughly divided into flat grip, straight grip, pincer grip, reverse grip, pad grip, etc. Of course, no matter what kind of grip, there are

A common point: when holding a sword, be sure to keep your wrist loose and your fingers flexible, with the thumb, middle finger, and ring finger as the main ones, and the index finger and little finger working together. They should tighten and loosen as the movements change, and let nature take its course."<

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Li Miao really didn't expect that a small sword could be held in so many ways, so he asked: "Then what kind of grip should I use?"

Lin Daier said: "Don't be limited to one kind of grip, use it flexibly. There are different grips for different scenarios. For example, the flat grip is generally suitable for splitting swords, breaking swords, setting swords, stacking swords, etc.; the pincer grip is suitable for belts."

Swords, drawn swords, cloud swords, hanging swords, etc.; reverse grip is suitable for lifting swords, reverse stabbing swords, etc..."

Listening, Li Miao couldn't help but look a little confused.

Splitting the sword, drawing the sword, and stabbing back the sword can be understood literally, but what the hell are the sword-breaking, sword-raising, hanging sword, cloud sword, etc.?

Seeing Li Miao's expression, it was not difficult for Lin Dai'er to guess, so she explained: "There are roughly more than twenty basic sword moves, including stab, split, lift, hang, cloud, collapse, block, wipe, and strike.

, frame, chop, point, belt, etc."

"The so-called sword collapse means sinking the wrist to force the sword tip forward and upward, which is called collapse. The force reaches the sword tip, and the arm is straightened, and the sword point is no higher than the head. The sword is lifted: the sword tip is moved from bottom to front and upward, and the force reaches the front of the sword body.

There are methods such as forward lifting, back lifting, forward lifting, and reverse lifting. For forward lifting, the forearm is rotated externally, with the palm of the hand facing up, and lifted out in an arc close to the body; for reverse lifting, the forearm is rotated internally, and the other methods are the same as for forward lifting...

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"Hang the sword: The sword is made into a sword, and the wrist should be clasped. The tip of the sword is from front to bottom, backward, passing through both sides of the body to form a circle and hang out. The force reaches the front plane of the sword body, which is used to block the opponent's attack. The sword is close to

Body..."

Li Miao: "..."

What and what are these?

Aren’t they all copied and pasted directly from Baidu?

"Cough cough cough..."

Li Miao couldn't help coughing a few times and said: "Well...Miss Lin, as the saying goes, no matter how much you talk, it's better to practice it again."

Lin Daier nodded her head in agreement and said: "Then let's start by learning to hold the sword, first learn to hold it flat, first hold the sword with five fingers flat..."

Following Lin Daier's words, Li Miao slowly tried to hold the sword in a flat position.

After a while, although it seemed to be in good shape, there was still something wrong. After trying several times, I still couldn't correct it well, so Lin Daier had to patiently teach me.
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"The arm is a little low, raise it a little, and make it parallel to the ground, so that the sword and hand form a straight line..."

After saying that, seeing that Li Miao was always a little bit close, Lin Daier took a step forward, approached Li Miao, grabbed Li Miao's arm, and helped him correct his posture.

A morning breeze blew by, carrying Lin Daier's light and pleasant body fragrance into Li Miao's nose.

Li Miao was slightly startled, and his attention subconsciously turned to Lin Daier, who was very close at hand.

At this time, unknowingly, the sun had begun to rise, and the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on Lin Daier's body, as if covered with a mysterious golden veil.

Under the rays of the morning sun, her beautiful face looks even more crystal clear, as soft as jade, and delicate, and even the light fluff on her ears can be clearly seen...

Coupled with the raised eyebrows that are as light as the mountains, the bright eyes with phoenix eyebrows, the delicate nose, and the red lips that are like red plums on the snow-capped mountains, it is absolutely beautiful.

This is the first time that Li Miao realizes that she is so beautiful.

"What are you doing in a daze?"

A very dissatisfied voice brought Li Miao back to reality from this beautiful picture.

Li Miao's old face suddenly turned red. He quickly withdrew his gaze and focused again on the wooden sword in his hand.

Lin Daier seemed to have no reaction and just took a step back. But if you observe carefully enough, you will find that the roots of the ears are slightly redder than usual under the early morning sun.

As a martial arts practitioner, she is so perceptive that she naturally discovered that Li Miao was staring at her just now.

Fortunately for Li Miao, his eyes just now only had the kind of pure appreciation of beautiful things, and there was no such thing as obscenity. Otherwise, a long sword would have been put to his neck at this time.
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After some time, under Lin Daier's careful and impatient teaching, Li Miao finally corrected the wrong things and completely mastered the flat grip posture.

Lin Daier said: "You can stab the sword again and take a look."

According to what he said, Li Miao took hold of the wooden sword in the book and thrust the sword out, with a look of surprise appearing on his face.

This feeling...

With the same posture and the same strength, it is easier and easier to strike a sword than if you had not mastered the correct posture of holding the sword before.

At this time, the morning sun has completely risen, and Li Miao has also finished today's training, which is slightly later than the previous few days.

Today's breakfast is the same as the past few days, a combination of white rice porridge and poached eggs.

After taking a small sip of the white porridge, Lin Daier raised her head and looked at Li Miao opposite who was taking a big sip of the white porridge, and suddenly said: "I have passed the critical period of healing."

Li Miao stopped eating the porridge. After a moment of surprise, she realized what she was doing and said in surprise: "Miss Lin, you mean you can..."

Lin Daier tapped her head gently.

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At noon, after coming out of the accounting room, Li Miao walked straight towards the gate of Zhefu.

As if walking aimlessly on the street, a wisp of fragrance drifting in the wind got into Li Miao's nose, making Li Miao's stomach growl.

After all, he hasn't had lunch yet.

Following this scent, Li Miao set his sights on a small stall not far away.

This small stall sells noodles. The stall is not big, with only five tables. The business seems to be good.

The boss, a woman who looked to be in her thirties, was cooking noodles. A little girl about five or six years old was walking around every table, sometimes serving hot noodles fresh from the oven to the guests, and sometimes clearing the tables.

, sometimes, when she is really too busy, the young woman quickly puts down her work and takes over the little girl's work.

Li Miao came to the small stall and sat down in front of a table naturally. Just now, there were two people sitting at this table, and they had just paid and left.

"This good-looking brother, what kind of noodles do you want to eat? We have clear soup noodles and three fresh noodles. My mother makes them delicious."

The little girl came to Li Miao and stared at Li Miao with her big and smart eyes. The clothes on her body were a little old, but they looked very clean, not as dirty as other children of this age.
Chapter completed!