Ling Yun took Yuanli away from the Qingfeng Blade, raised the Qingfeng Blade and slashed it down with force. The movements were very simple and monotonous, without any gorgeous or unnecessary movements in it.
"This is the basis of the weapon moves I just told you. My green blade is a blunt weapon. Generally speaking, it is based on swing and smashing. However, since I am a metal warrior, I can add an additional chop.
The foundation is because I can make it sharp. In this way, my moves can be extended from these three."
"So, when I streamlined my movements, I also practiced these three basics so that for a long time, I would repeat an action tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of times every day. Every time I performed an action, I would perform an action.
I will adjust the limits of my basic moves according to the coordination of my body and the angle of my arms. When you find this limit, you will find that the power and movements I have to consume are so small."
As Ling Yun said that, she shook her arm, and her wrist trembled and slashed, and then she fell down. There was no fluctuation of energy, and she didn't even lift her arm. She just moved her fingers and the green blade rushed from the sky.
The falling speed was so fast that only a black shadow was left.
"Look, this is the ultimate slash. If you use the upper Yuan power again, then such a slash will be as fast as lightning. Drink!"
With a light shout, Ling Yun's arm was wrapped in Yuanli again, and then with a sound of brushing, a sharp sword energy broke out from the sky and cut off a large piece of rock on the mountain wall with a slight sound.
In Mu Chen's eyes, Ling Yun's arm and the Qingfeng Blade had never moved at all, as if the sword energy appeared out of thin air.
"Did you see it? This is the limit of basic movements, but this is only my limit, not everyone's limit. The reason why I can't see my movements is because your martial artist's level is still relatively low, I believe it above me
There are more people who have broken through more limits. They may not even know when they have taken out their weapons when they use their moves, but these require a certain amount of time to practice hard."
"Just now, I looked at your fan technique. What surprised me was that your fan technique actually contained all the basic moves in weapons, such as picking, slashing, smashing, blocking, spinning, chopping, swinging, wrapping,
This way, your fan technique is simply too many. I have never seen such a large number of weapons. This is an advantage, but it also has a big disadvantage, that is, you have to spend more than others.
Time to practice your basic moves, for example, I just need to cut, smash and swing well, but you need to practice all the basic moves, so that you will spend a lot more time than others.”
However, Ling Yun's expression suddenly changed and she smiled and said, "Fortunately, you are still young and have a lot of time. Now you have enough time to practice. I really want to see what a warrior who has practiced all his basic moves to the pinnacle will burst out.
The combat power. So after school starts, the task I will give you is to practice at least one basic move for more than four hours a day, each move lasts for one week, and just take turns practicing it.”
Mu Chen touched his nose. It seemed that he was really too tender. The road he would go in the future was still far away. After looking at the Xuanyu fan in his hand, Mu Chen remembered Xuan Lao Gui again. If he had him
If the old man is here, I might be stronger now. However, Mu Chen threw this idea out of his mind as soon as he appeared. This is a kind of dependence. If I keep relying on others, no matter how strong I become, I will never be able to be
Called a strong man.
"Okay~, let me stop here. You haven't had breakfast early in the morning." Ling Yun flipped her palm and quickly put the Qingfeng Blade into the ring. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, so she asked.
He said, "How heavy is your fan? Why do I feel very heavy?"
Mu Chen smiled and handed the Xuanyu fan to Ling Yun. Ling Yun was stunned and subconsciously took the Xuanyu fan. As a result, as soon as he bought it, Ling Yun felt a mountain pressing on his hand. With a bang, the Xuanyu fan dropped.
On the ground.
"This...this..." Ling Yun looked frightened, looking at Xuan Yufan inserted into the ground, unable to say a word, "Do you usually fight with this kind of weapon?"
Mu Chen touched his nose, "It seems."
"Oh my God, how heavy is this?"
"Twenty thousand pounds."
"abnormal…"
“…”
(Collection, collection, collection!!!) (Lying on the ground, shaking all over your body) [This is cute, have you seen my eyes shining with stars?)