Relying on the physical fitness of a super soldier, Binghua, who is only fourteen years old, is able to persist in completing this abnormal level of straight thrust training.

As the days passed, Binghua felt that she was not the legendary genius. More than ten days had passed, and she still could not accurately penetrate the small hole with every sword.

The originally bare rock wall now has a large depression, and only the small hole left by Yogni is still so conspicuous.

Binghua sighed in his heart that his father's sword could penetrate such a deep hole in this unknown rock wall with a gentle thrust.

In fact, what Binghua didn't know was that her father Yogni had secretly come here several times at night.

However, Binghua's more than ten days of direct thrust training was not without results. When she held the sword with both hands, the tip of the sword finally stopped shaking. Although it was not completely still, it was still very stable.

This brought about a significant increase in accuracy, greatly increasing the number of times Hyouka could stab the target with the small hole left by his father Yogni.

Four out of ten times, it was able to hit the target, and even if it didn't hit, it was only slightly offset. You must know that this is when Binghua didn't aim too hard.

But when Hyouka stabbed the target again, her father Yogni fanned the angel wings and fell from the sky.

"Okay, Binghua, you have completed the practice of the direct thrust in swordsmanship and are familiar with it. Next, I will teach you how to use the slashing and chopping movements."

"But I haven't met your requirements yet?"

Binghua put down the cross sword in her hand, and her chest kept rising and falling. After letting out the determination in her chest that she would not give up until she hit the target, she suddenly felt very tired, and the sword in her hand seemed to be several times heavier.

"That kind of level can only be achieved through long-term training. You have proven to me that learning swordsmanship is not a spur-of-the-moment decision."

"I don't know whether I should be happy or disappointed. Binghua, your two brothers are just too playful and don't seriously practice the basic skills of swordsmanship at all.

It has been more than ten years, and a sword is still as soft as a stick in their hands."

Yogni touched Binghua's head and spoke in a very gentle tone.

Binghua didn't resist. Although he didn't like others touching his head, Yogni was his father after all.

"Okay, now I'll teach you how to chop and chop with a sword."

Binghua thought to himself, 'Shouldn't chopping and chopping be the way to use a knife?'

However, Binghua reacted after taking a look at the cross sword in her hand. The cross sword in her hand was not narrow and had edges on both sides. Its attacks could include chopping and slashing.

"Cutting is to use the power of your entire arm to swing the sword in your hand. Whether you are holding the sword with one hand or holding the sword with both hands, cutting horizontally, vertically, or diagonally, you all use the centrifugal force generated when the arm is swung to enhance the chop.

The power of the blade.”

Yogni said and gave a demonstration. He stood there and used the micro-wormhole to transport his weapons.

The next moment, the roar of the sharp blade cutting through the air reached Binghua's ears, and Yugel was seen standing with one hand holding the hilt and casually waving the cross sword in his hand.

In Binghua's view, his father's right arm was like a pendulum. When he swung the sword, the upper arm and the arm moved together as if they were one whole body.

Just like throwing a yo-yo, the entire arm is the yo-yo rope, and the cross sword is the yo-yo tied to the other end.

Then Yogni showed Binghua how to use the cross sword to slash.

"The so-called chopping means to use all the strength of the whole body to cut down the sword. The pursuit is to kill with one blow and never stop until the enemy is split in half. Therefore, when chopping the sword blade out, the body should move towards it.

Lean forward.”

As he spoke, Yogni made a chopping motion, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands and raising the sword above his head.

Then I saw Yogni let out a low cry, and was suddenly struck down by the long sword raised above his head. At the same time, his body leaned forward as if the entire body was pressed against the sword.

In the end, the sword blade stopped thirty centimeters above the ground, but the grass beneath the blade seemed to be pushed apart by something, revealing the bare ground.

From the perspective of a bystander and the reason why Yogni slowed down his movements, Binghua could clearly see the sword falling.

His father, Yogni, condensed all his strength into one force and transmitted it from his arms to the sword through his waist.

"Bing Hua, come and try."

After Yogni finished the demonstration, he made room for Binghua to try it too.

Binghua stood there and thought for a few seconds. Yogni beside him did not urge him, and then he saw Binghua holding the hilt of the sword with one hand and starting to swing it.

At first, Bing Hua was not used to it. When he waved, only his forearms moved, just like ordinary people swinging things. It seemed limp and without any sense of power.

However, as he swung his sword more and more, Binghua gradually found a feeling.

Because of the continuous practice of straight thrusts in the past ten days, the sword in Binghua's hand did not tremble like the first time an ordinary person held a sword, so when he swung the cross sword in his hand for the twentieth time.

For the first time, Binghua's forearm and arm formed a resonance for a moment, and the speed of swinging the sword suddenly became much faster, but it was still very messy and not as easy as Yogni.

Binghua didn't know that this had surprised Yogni on the side. Normal Angel Legion recruits would have to undergo rigorous training for several months to reach a level, but his daughter could actually master it in just half a month.

Seeing this, Yogni stopped. The next progress can only depend on the accumulation of time and hard work.

Then Yogni asked his daughter Binghua to demonstrate the use of splitting in swordsmanship. Although she was very young, she still had some appearance.

Seeing this, there is nothing left to teach Yogni. Swordsmanship is easy to learn, but difficult to master.

Even Yogni's own swordsmanship was honed over a long period of time and endless fights.

Next, after Yogni explained to Binghua how to practice chopping and slashing, he corrected some of Binghua's subtle force-generating errors, and then let Binghua start practicing on his own.

The practice method is very simple, that is, first stab directly a thousand times, then use the sword to cut a diagonal line a thousand times, and then chop with force a thousand times.

Yogni did not say how long he would train Binghua in a day. He only taught Binghua the training methods and then let her go.

When leaving, Yogni sighed in his heart, it would be great if Hyuka was a male angel, so that he could inherit his position.

Thinking of this, Yogni resented his two sons for not fighting. At some point, his two sons, Sas and Simon, got involved with Prince Hua Ye.
Chapter completed!