Chapter Fifty-Eighth: A Small Success in Swordsmanship
Chapter 58: Swordsmanship
As they walked along, Tang Lin looked depressed and remained silent.
Tang Mang saw this in his eyes and comforted him: "Okay, after all, you have only entered the eighth level of the physical realm for the first time. How can you possibly compete with those who are at the ninth or tenth level of the physical realm?"
"I understand everything you said."
Tang Lin said dejectedly.
Tang Mang frowned slightly and shouted softly: "Stop being so sad. There are so many disciples at the eighth level of the physical realm in the outer sect, but you are the only one who can reach the fifth level. This is already a pretty good result."
"Yes, my grades are good, there is no need to be unhappy."
Tang Lin came back to his senses and said gratefully: "Thank you very much."
"No need to thank me, I'm just telling the truth."
Tang Mang waved his hand and said.
Tang Lin didn't say anything more. He walked as if he had made up his mind and gritted his teeth and said: "This failure will not defeat me. From today on, I will practice swordsmanship hard."
Tang Lin also read Shen Qingyun's swordsmanship experience and knew that basic swordsmanship is easy to practice but difficult to master. However, being eliminated in today's illusion trial only aroused his competitive spirit.
Seeing that Tang Lin was full of fighting spirit and completely out of the shadows, Tang Mang breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Okay, let's practice swordplay together from now on."
"Well, but you are more enlightened than me, so you need to give me more guidance."
"Of course."
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After the illusion trial, some people laughed and some were sad.
Many people who had not entered the second round of the outer gate competition were not in the mood to eat, so the large dining hall was a bit empty.
After receiving Shen Qingyun's kendo inheritance, Tang Mang was in a good mood and had a great appetite. He ate a meal for several people in the dining hall before returning to his residence with Tang Lin.
As soon as he came back, Tang Lin didn't say anything. He found a fine iron sword and started practicing the sword in the yard. Every move was a basic swordsmanship.
Tang Mang was not in a hurry to practice his sword, but sat on the stone bench in the yard, constantly recalling the scene of Shen Qingyun using the sword and Shen Qingyun's understanding of the sword's intention.
After a long time, Tang Mang stood up, took out his refined iron sword, and started practicing with his sword.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
For a moment, Tang Mang's whole body was gleaming with sword light, and his feet were moving with crisp movements.
One sword cuts through the air!
One sword is worth a thousand dollars!
Sometimes the sword moves are fast, sometimes slow, sometimes like a gust of wind and rain, sometimes menacing, sometimes calm, but with hidden murderous intent.
A set of basic swordsmanship is used continuously, seemingly without any rules, but in fact it is tricky and sharp, with endless changes.
Tang Mang was thinking while practicing his sword, his thoughts were racing, and he was not in a hurry to absorb Shen Qingyun's insights on the sword, but kept recalling the scene of Shen Qingyun using the sword.
Shen Qingyun has extraordinary talents since he was a child. After joining the Tongtian Sword Sect, he showed his super talent in swordsmanship. He is a peerless genius who was born for the sword.
There are scenes of him wielding a sword in his youth, in middle age, and even in his old age.
In each period, he would practice swordsmanship in the mountains, in the water, or in violent storms. However, no matter what environment he practiced in, Shen Qingyun would always perform basic swordsmanship.
However, in middle age, or even in his later years, Shen Qingyun's sword moves have been refined over time, coupled with his own understanding, and have already reached a state of perfection, and many sword moves are beyond the scope of basic swordsmanship.
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Continuously reminiscing in his mind, Tang Mang's whole personality gradually changed. All his sword moves and various footwork completely overlapped with those of Shen Qingyun in his youth.
The sword comes out like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace behind.
Not far away, Tang Lin had already exhausted all his energy and was bent over, breathing heavily.
At this moment, I saw Tang Mang's figure galloping, and his whole body was surrounded by the fierce sword light. It was impossible to tell whether the sword light was real or not, as if all the sword lights were real.
"What a terrifying swordsmanship. Could it be that Tang Mang has mastered basic swordsmanship!"
Tang Lin was shocked,
After reading Shen Qingyun's swordsmanship experience, Tang Lin knew that it is easy to practice basic swordsmanship, but it is extremely difficult to achieve anything. Even if you want to reach the level of swordsmanship, it will take three to five years of hard training, and it also depends on your own strength.
Comprehension.
Tang Mang was completely engrossed in swordsmanship training, and Tang Lin was already dumbfounded.
With each swing of the sword, Tang Mang's basic swordsmanship became more and more proficient. With a single strike of the sword, no matter the angle, the speed was superb.
Wow!
At this moment, a cool breeze blew, and the branches above Tang Mang's head swayed slightly, and a small fallen leaf fell with the wind and floated uncertainly.
Almost at the same time that the fallen leaves were falling, Tang Mang, who had been deeply absorbed in swordsmanship, suddenly had a bright light in his eyes.
He just glanced at the fallen leaf, and then with a casual stroke, a sword light passed by, and the fallen leaf suddenly turned into two petals.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Before the two fallen leaves could fall to the ground, Tang Mang flicked his wrist and struck cleanly with his sword. The two fallen leaves instantly turned into dozens of broken leaves.
"Okay, I've finally mastered the basics of swordsmanship!"
Tang Mang was overjoyed, and thought in his heart: "Speaking of which, I am able to master the basics of swordsmanship so quickly, thanks to the swordsmanship of ancestor Qingyun."
Seeing the broken leaves on the ground beside Tang Mang, Tang Lin couldn't help but gasped, opened his mouth and asked: "Tang Mang, have you mastered the basics of swordsmanship!?"
Tang Mang put away his sword and stood up, nodded and said: "Well, my basic swordsmanship is indeed somewhat accomplished, but there are some places that are not yet perfect, and I still need more practice in the future."
"Well……"
Tang Lin smiled bitterly, then thought of something, frowned and said, "By the way, outside the illusion earlier, I saw Xiao Qiang and others muttering, maybe they had ill intentions towards you."
"It's okay, I'll be careful."
Tang Mang waved his hand and said.
Of course he knew that Xiao Qiang would not give up, but if Xiao Qiang or even Xiao Yukong wanted to take action, they would not take action until he broke through to the Kaiyuan Realm and went out to carry out sect missions.
Tang Lin didn't say anything more, and he and Tang Mang rested for a while. The two of them found an open space in the yard to practice their swords.
I don’t know the time when practicing swordplay, and it’s late at night before I know it.
When Tang Mang stopped, he saw Tang Lin still practicing his sword in a sweaty manner not far away. He frowned and advised, "Tang Lin, that's enough. If you keep practicing, your body won't be able to bear it."
"It doesn't matter, I'll practice some more."
Tang Lin gritted his teeth and continued to practice swordsmanship. He knew that his understanding was far inferior to that of Tang Mang. If he wanted to achieve success in swordsmanship, he had to practice hard.
Tang Mang shook his head and said nothing more. He took off his clothes, took out a jade bottle and opened it. After applying ointment all over his body, he began to practice Liger Fist.
Now, Tang Mang's cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth level of the physical realm, but he wants to break through to the tenth level of the physical realm as soon as possible.
As the liger punch was struck, the ointment slowly penetrated into Tang Mang's bones, skin, flesh, blood vessels and internal organs.
After he finished two sets of Liger Boxing, he found that his physical body had strengthened a bit. Although he had not yet broken through to the tenth level of the physical body, as long as he persisted, he would be able to break through in half a month at most.
The precious ointment cost no money. Tang Mang had no distracting thoughts and punched Liger twice before going back to the house to sleep.
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The next day, Tang Mang got up very early. He first used his soul power to delineate the void, and used the "Tenacity" weapon several times. Then he practiced basic swordsmanship, and then he and Tang Lin got ready and headed to the outer gate square.