After that day, the young man practiced Qi every day and then practiced swordsmanship. He preferred to use swords. He also modified Murong Qing's swordsmanship into a swordsmanship that suited him. If Murong Qing knew this, he would be shocked.
, shouting monster.
It is not impossible to change sword skills into sword skills, but those who can do it are some master level, or particularly evil geniuses, but even particularly evil geniuses cannot do what this boy is like.
, you can do it when you first learn.
This young man has an unexpected and terrifying talent, but he doesn't know it himself. The more he practices, the more suitable his swordsmanship becomes to him, but at the same time, the more he practices, the less like Ling Aoxue's swordsmanship, not to mention that it doesn't resemble Ling Aoxue's swordsmanship in the first place.
Murong Qing’s sword skills.
He seemed to have noticed this, and thought he was too stupid to learn the two people's moves. However, this did not make him give up practicing swordsmanship. After all, he could feel the benefits of practicing swordsmanship, such as strength, speed, and reaction ability.
is growing.
To practice swordsmanship, you need a sword. The young man used a wooden sword instead, but later he felt that the wooden sword was too light and not suitable at all, so he thought of a person, one of his few friends.
one.
Among the mountains, there is a small, irregular plain, a patch of khaki, khaki walls, khaki thatched roofs, and occasionally a few houses built with blue bricks and tiles. This is the boy's village.
The boy traveled through the village and greeted everyone he met politely, including the uncles and aunts who had robbed his house and property. However, the people in the village did not treat him very well because he was now an orphan.
An orphan who doesn't even have a house and can't even practice qi.
The young man had long been accustomed to this attitude, so he didn't take it to heart and walked directly to the small square in the village. At this time, the person he was looking for should be practicing martial arts in this small square.
Most of the teenagers and children in the village will practice martial arts in this small square and accept the instruction of Brother Dahai.
"Xiuying, Xiuying!"
The boy quickly found his friend. Even if she was so ordinary, he could still find her at a glance because she was his friend.
"Bu Zheng, you're here too."
The girl named Xiuying noticed the boy, immediately replied, and then walked over.
She is indeed a very ordinary girl. This does not mean that she looks ordinary, even her temperament is ordinary. She also has ordinary height, ordinary personality, ordinary...
Anyway, she is the spokesperson of the word ordinary. There is nothing ordinary about her body, inside and out.
The boy is ordinary, but he is also a little special. For example, his experiences, his talent is so "poor" that he cannot practice Qi, etc. There will always be something unique about him.
But what makes Xiuying unique is that there is nothing special about her!
The same goes for the name Xiuying. Her name is Li Xiuying. There are probably hundreds of thousands of Xiuying named Xiuying in the small Qixing Kingdom alone, and Li is a common surname. There are at least tens of thousands of people with this name. This is still in Qixing.
Within the country, if we talk about the entire Dongyue Divine Continent, there are more. As for other continents, there is no need to consider this for the time being.
Also, there is someone named Xiuying in the same village...
And Xiuying is a model of ordinary girls. You can never find her in a crowd. At the same time, she is also a good standard for testing others.
People who are better than her are better than ordinary beings, and people who are worse than her are definitely weaker than ordinary beings. No matter what aspect, including the standard of force, the boy's force is weaker than hers, because the boy's force is weaker than hers.
If you don't meet the ordinary standards, you can only be classified as a poor student.
"Bu Zheng, do you want to practice together today?" Brother Dahai asked when he saw the young man's appearance.
Bu Zheng is the boy's full name. Although Bu Zheng is of the Yun generation and his cousins are all named Yun, logically speaking, Bu Zheng should be called Bu Yunzheng. I don't know why. In the end, his name was Bu Zheng. No.
The word cloud.
This may be intentional by his parents, or it may be because of his uncles. Anyway, no one has any objections to this, and all of them secretly acquiesce.
Bu Zheng means not fighting, weakness does not fight, and this weakness is not weakness or cowardice. This is a more profound ideological meaning...
Closer to home, although Brother Dahai knows that Bu Zheng can't practice Qi and has basically given up on the possibility of Bu Zheng walking in the martial arts, he is different from the people in the village. He is still very good to Bu Zheng and it is a good idea for him to learn more.
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"No, Brother Dahai, I want to practice my sword by myself. I asked Xiuying to borrow her sword." Bu Zheng shook his head and replied.
"Oh, that's fine, then you can practice it yourself. If you don't understand, come and ask me." Brother Dahai didn't care. He thought that Bu Zheng's sword practice meant practicing some basic sword techniques that he had taught.
Like many people, they feel that they are not suitable for one thing, so they start to try new ones.
"Okay, I understand, Xiuying, is your sword still there?" Bu Zheng turned around and asked Xiuying on the side.
"The sword I have at home was probably thrown by my father in the cellar. It is already rusty. I don't know if it is suitable for you to use for sword practice." Xiuying replied.
Xiuying's sword is actually an ordinary iron sword, not very valuable, but Bu Zheng can save on it, borrow it for use, and even if you buy it, it will be much cheaper than a new one.
"It's okay, just have some weight." Bu Zheng replied.
"Okay, then you can follow me to get the sword." Xiuying didn't care. This is not a sword. There is no problem in giving it to Bu Zheng.
Not long after the two left, a girl and some teenagers came over...
"Hey, Buzheng, your sweetheart is here." Xiuying's temper changed, and she looked at the girl and glanced at Buzheng teasingly.
This girl's appearance is very beautiful, which is rare to see in this small place. Coupled with her youth, she is the object of admiration by many people, Bu Zheng and those around her are one of them.
Every time Bu Zheng saw this girl in the past, he would find an opportunity to get close to her, staring at her stupidly, and sometimes he would give her something. However, no one else would like the things he gave her.
Once, Bu Zheng was so cruel that he bought a hosta in the county town, which cost him a month or two of his income. It was a big deal for him, but when he gave it to others, they just threw it aside.
Said that this jade was too bad and not worthy of her.
Suddenly, Bu Zheng felt depressed...
Xiuying happened to see it at that time and comforted Bu Zheng, but she seemed to find that the comfort had no effect. Only then did she realize that the reason for Bu Zheng's depression was that he bought the hosta for nothing and felt sad for the little money.