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Chapter two hundred and nineteen

On the other hand, although Liu Zhengqing did not have high expectations for Zhang Yuanyang, Zhang Yuanyang still practiced diligently. Except for three hours of internal energy cultivation every day, he spent almost all his time practicing this sword technique.

Unlike Zhou Rui's situation, in the "Wuji Sword Technique" given by Liu Zhengqing, each move is clearly written, and the changes in the thirty-six moves and seventy-two can be clearly seen. For Zhang Yuanyang, what he needs to practice is to keep these tricks in mind. Not only that, you must also learn how to flexibly use this set of sword techniques.

The connection between moves, disassembly, and attack and strong attack are all the contents that Zhang Yuanyang wants to learn. For a moment, Zhang Yuanyang was completely obsessed with martial arts. Of course, what Liu Zhengqing didn't expect was that Zhang Yuanyang's cultivation speed was far better than what he thought, and he made rapid progress every day. He originally hoped that Zhang Yuanyang could learn one move and half of the move would not be embarrassing, but according to Zhang Yuanyang's current cultivation speed, the past two months was enough for Zhang Yuanyang to fully memorize this set of sword techniques and use them properly.

It’s just a pity that he had high hopes for Zhou Rui at the beginning, but now Zhou Rui is lying on the bed and holding this sword book and keeps watching it. Sometimes he smiles slightly and sometimes frowns. He seems to be completely addicted to the book. Even when the three of them were having dinner together, Zhou Rui was unwilling to put down the book in his hand and look at the content written in the book while eating.

In fact, less than three days after I got the book, Zhou Rui had already memorized the contents of the book. However, Zhou Rui prefers to watch it with the book, so he is reluctant to put down this sword score and carry it with him wherever he goes.

Seeing that time passed day by day, Zhou Rui had no progress, and Liu Zhengqing regretted it very much. He shouldn't have given Zhou Rui this sword score that he could not understand. After all, Zhou Rui was still a twenty-year-old child, and such a sword score was too profound.

On the other hand, Liu Zhengqing finally found a trace of comfort in Zhang Yuanyang. In just one month, Zhang Yuanyang had already remembered all the moves. A total of 2,592 moves! What a memory this is. Zhang Yuanyang does not have a good talent. He just relies on daily practice of not eating or sleeping to remember these 2,000 sword techniques in a month.

In the next month, Liu Zhengqing asked Zhang Yuanyang to remember all the moves while learning to use them proficiently. In addition to letting Zhang Yuanyang practice by himself every day, Liu Zhengqing would also take a certain amount of time to let Zhang Yuanyang fight with him. Every time he fought, he asked Zhang Yuanyang to combine different sword techniques to fight with him. This would not only enhance Zhang Yuanyang's practical experience, but also promote his understanding of "Wuji Sword Technique".

A month and a half passed, and Zhou Rui was still lying on the bed holding the sword score in his hand. Liu Zhengqing wanted to persuade Zhou Rui to give up the sword score and learn other things, but Zhou Rui only agreed verbally every time, and never saw Zhou Rui put down the sword score for a day. Liu Zhengqing was helpless about this.

Zhou Rui was happy, and the sword score in his hand replaced everything. The more he looked at the sword score over and over again, Zhou Rui felt unspeakable joy in his heart. Every time he read, he would have a new understanding, and every time he read, he would have a new breakthrough. Even if it was just a breakthrough in one word or a sentence, Zhou Rui was still happy about it.

On the fiftieth day, Zhou Rui lay on the bed and laughed loudly, frightening the two people who were dealing tricks outside. Liu Zhengqing and Zhang Yuanyang looked at each other and shouted in their hearts: "It's bad!" The two of them knew that Zhou Rui must be obsessed with reading books, so they burst out laughing. They hurriedly stopped to go into the house to see what was going on.

The two were turning around, and Zhou Rui walked out, with his hands behind his back, his hair was messy and his eyes were glowing. The two of them were shocked. It turned out that it was really true that Zhou Rui was so obsessed with reading!

Zhou Rui kept whispering, sometimes chanting things that others couldn't understand, and walked towards the center of the yard step by step. The two of them were panicked for a moment, and Liu Zhengqing was even more worried that such a martial arts scholar would be destroyed in his hands. He couldn't help but regret that he regretted how he told this sword book to Zhou Rui.

Zhang Yuanyang knew his master's mind, put away the steel knife in his hand, stepped forward and patted Zhou Rui on the shoulder next time, and asked, "Junior Brother Zhou, are you okay?"

Zhou Rui sneered and glanced at Zhang Yuanyang. Zhang Yuanyang was shocked. Years of martial arts practice made Zhang Yuanyang feel a little dangerous.

But before Zhang Yuanyang could react, Zhou Rui's hand behind him suddenly hit Zhang Yuanyang, and the curling sword score in his hand was used as a sword by Zhou Rui.


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