He has rehearsed the martial arts moves and sword techniques in "Golden Sword Art" countless times in his mind, and it can be said that he knows every move and style like the back of his hand. [ ] This sword technique is famous for its powerful attack power, and at the same time, it requires practice. A person's body can only bear it if it is strong, otherwise it will only suffer backlash and endless troubles. Hua Shenguang's month of training, conditioning and supplements are to lay the foundation and pave the way for it. Otherwise, with the original shabby body, he would not be able to cut it by himself. Himself?
"Golden Sword Jue" is divided into ten levels. Practicing it will generate sword energy in the body, which is actually the true essence mentioned in the previous life, but it has different properties and different names. After each level is practiced, the physical quality and level will correspond. As the level increases, the knife energy in the body will also undergo a qualitative change.
In this world, all the better skills have ten levels, corresponding to the tenth level of the physical body. However, some bad skills have no predecessors and no successors, and cannot be cultivated to the tenth level of the physical body.
Concentrating and calming down, Hua Shenguang took a few deep breaths facing the red sunset and adjusted his state. The moves of "Golden Sword Art" emerged in his mind, and then his hands, feet, body, and steps followed in his mind. The tricks that Lina had already prepared were exactly the same.
If someone looks carefully, Hua Shenguang has his eyes closed at this time. Because his thoughts have long been immersed in that move. With Hua Shenguang's previous life's cultivation and ability to understand martial arts, it can be said that even He is a master of the fifth level of the physical body, but the "Golden Sword Art" he has comprehended is nothing more than this. The moves in Hua Shenguang's mind are the moves that best reflect the deep meaning of the "Golden Sword Art".
After slashing a sword shadow with his right hand, Hua Shenguang's movements suddenly became fierce and powerful, the sword was powerful and the sword was powerful! The soft sword intention just now suddenly became extremely domineering, like a sleeping bird. The tiger suddenly woke up, looked up to the sky and roared, the sound shook the mountains and forests!
The whistling sound of the knife rubbing against the air was intertwined with the sound of the clothes rustling when the feet were walking rapidly on the ground. Under the sunset of this other world, a picture of a knife was performed.
"Serial golden knife!"
Hua Shenguang's body jumped high, and the big knife in his right hand came down from the top, slashing heavily, and then exerted force with both feet, and the knife turned with him, and so on, the cycle repeats! The fall of the knife is the beginning of the next knife, and it is connected end to end. , the knife can cut through any enemy with its indomitable will!
"Golden sword for protection!"
The indomitable attack suddenly disappeared, and the blade appeared on Hua Shenguang's chest, head, back, and feet. It seemed that every time it appeared, there was a huge attack hitting the blade, but it was resisted and resolved by the broadsword. No matter how ferocious the enemy was, it would not hurt him. The airtight defense is helpless!
"One strike with the golden sword!"
Suddenly, Hua Shenguang, who was on the defensive, opened his eyes, like a tiger stretching out its claws, or like a blue dragon with its eyes lit up. His eyes flashed with surging sword intent and extremely fierce momentum. , as if they were following the gaze into the enemy's heart, trying to crush the enemy's will and smash it into pieces. What followed the gaze was the cold blade, the blade of the god of death. Even the air could not bear the sharpness of this blade, "Big Yelled!
"call!"
The knife fell with him, and Hua Shenguang's posture was frozen there. After a few seconds, he knelt on his right knee, supporting his body with the knife in his left hand, and started breathing heavily.
And on the ground in front of his knees, a half-meter-long knife mark had been cut, five inches deep!
"No, this body is still too weak. After practicing a set of sword skills, my whole body is in severe pain, and the strength of my hands and feet seems to have been drained." Hua Shenguang looked at his masterpiece, the deep sword mark,
Unsatisfied, he complained that this body could not withstand the power of the sword technique.
If there were other people present watching Hua Shenguang's practice just now, their jaws would definitely be dropped. When you practice "Golden Sword Art" for the first time, you will be able to master the artistic conception very well! The transition between advance and retreat, the change between speed and slowness,
The artistic conception between offense and defense was perfectly grasped by Hua Shenguang, like a master who has practiced "Golden Sword Art" for many years and has mastered the essence of it.
The damage caused by the last move "Golden Sword Slash", which penetrates three points into the ground, is the concentration of the sword's intention! Because the sword did not hit the ground, but was still a certain distance from the ground, only by mastering the "Golden Sword Technique" can the real damage be done.
Only when people have artistic conception can the sword's intention be released and cause destruction!
But all of this, the effect achieved by this first practice, in Hua Shenguang's view, is not only natural, but also not satisfactory! The moves that have been rehearsed countless times in the mind are used with this little power? This is famous for its attacks.
The "Golden Sword Art" is nothing more than that! Hua Shenguang thought in his heart.
Rest on the spot for a while, and it was getting dark. Hua Shenguang slowly returned to the room. Xiaoye had already prepared hot water for him to take a bath.
"Xiaoye, do you want to take a shower together?" Hua Shenguang asked suddenly. Xiaoye's face turned red with fright, and she ran out quickly without caring about Hua Shenguang."
After running for a few steps, Xiaoye thought that she should serve Brother Guang, and quietly moved to lie beside the door and looked through the crack in the door. It turned out that it was better not to look. This look made her heartbroken.
It's about to explode.
"What is that? It feels so majestic and attractive... Hey, it can still move, but I haven't seen such a big thing in Brother Guang's place... It doesn't work anymore, why is my heart beating so fast...
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Xiaoye finally got rid of the attraction of that thing, stood up quickly, leaned against the wall, patted his own breasts with both hands, took a deep breath, and kept thinking about the appearance of that thing in his mind!
Even when Mrs. Hua arrived, she didn't know.
"Xiaoye, where is your young master? Let him eat soon!" Mrs. Hua shouted from a distance.
Only then did Xiaoye come back to his senses and stammered: "Oh... okay... Master, he is taking a bath. I will call him later..."
Because it was getting late, Mrs. Hua didn't see Xiaoye's face, which was already severely congested and extremely red. If she saw Xiaoye's expression in broad daylight, she might have asked more about Xiaoye's face. How could she answer it when she saw it?
After a while, Hua Shenguang changed his clothes and walked out slowly. Seeing Xiaoye's distraught appearance, he pretended to be confused and asked: "Xiaoye, what's wrong with you? Who bullied you? Brother Guang will avenge you.
Who is so bold as to bully my Xiaoye?"
"No, no, Brother Guang, Madam asked you to go eat...eat!" Xiaoye stuttered, but his eyes unconsciously glanced a little below Hua Shenguang's abdomen.