The sparse medicinal plants are like wild grass and thorns, dotted with various flower shapes. A gust of wind blows and the garden is filled with fragrance.
The moonlight is like the brilliance of a sword, like yarn, like white water, like the layer of love between a man and his concubine that has not yet been broken.
Cui Yourong, holding his sword behind his back, stood in the field of medicine.
The majestic and graceful figure is bathed in the dim moonlight, as if draped in fairy yarn.
The dignified and beautiful face seems to be engraved on the moon wheel, with Chang'e holding the Moon Rabbit in her arms.
Two feet away, Chen Yanjun respectfully clasped his fists and said:
"Tonight is really Chen's selfish intention. If Madam has any inconvenience, don't force it... I can also ask Qiu Zhuo for advice."
Before midnight, after taking a bath, Chen Yanjun asked Xiao Yue to find a lot of advanced physical skills secrets.
But after looking over and over for a while, and practicing for a long time, I couldn't improve my physical skills.
He suddenly realized that his physical skills had become extremely proficient.
These so-called high-level secrets are actually just various combos and combinations.
As for his superb physical skills, he has long been able to move in an irregular and eclectic manner. He can move smoothly and change in a thousand ways, making it elusive for his opponents. Otherwise, it would be impossible to sneak attack on Lei Guanjia, a ninth-grade martial artist!
Right now, the only way to reach a higher level is through actual training.
After you have mastered the basics, actual combat is the only way to advance.
And it is possible to gain faster points by leapfrogging the challenge.
Theoretically speaking, Chen Yanjun should choose to seek advice from Qiu Zhuo.
Cultivation greatly increases speed and strength. Qiu Zhuo's seventh-grade beast master's physical skills are definitely stronger than his wife's eighth-grade beast master.
However, when men and women learn physical skills, it is inevitable that there will be unexpected contact, not to mention that handsome men and beautiful women can easily develop strange feelings if they are too close.
Therefore, Chen Yanjun would rather find his wife.
This is the woman he will marry in the future. Even if he accidentally eats her, it is considered a trial in advance. He is upright and has a clear conscience.
However, to Cui Yourong, these words sounded like a threat to her.
It seems to be saying: If you don’t accompany me, I will ask your daughter to accompany me...
The rustling of cordyceps in the middle of the night is like the sound of the moon.
The clear eyes were full of sword energy.
"It doesn't matter, Qiu Zhuo's swordsmanship was taught by me."
Chen Yanjun nodded slightly, feeling that he had found the right person.
"Tonight, Chen is here to hone his physical skills and challenge him to a higher level. Madam, please don't give in."
This was also the first time Cui Yourong heard the saying that mortals competed with eighth-level cultivators to hone their physical skills.
If she hadn't seen Mr. Chen cleanse his marrow and enter the third realm of nourishing qi with her own eyes, she would have thought he was trying to tease her...
"In that case, why not decide who wins or loses?"
Chen Yanjun asked:
"How to decide?"
Cui Yourong said:
"Whoever is touched by the opponent's sword first, or touches the medicinal plants in the medicinal field, loses."
Chen Yanjun was startled, thinking where did I get the sword?
"What to bet on?"
"If I win, no matter what happens in the house tomorrow, please don't step out of the house."
Chen Yanjun understood that his wife, like Qiu Zhuo, wanted to protect him.
"What if I win?"
Cui Yourong asked:
"What do you want, Master?"
Chen Yanjun looked up at the moon, smiled and said:
"The family and home are safe, that's all."
What he meant was that in order to protect his future wife and daughter, he might choose to walk out of the room tomorrow.
Cui Yourong was sure of victory, so he didn't say anything and just handed Chen Yanjun a thin silver sword.
This is the first time Chen Yanjun has touched a sword since he traveled to this world.
The sword is an ordinary sword, with an extremely sharp edge, light and thin.
Chen Yanjun has never practiced swordsmanship. Fortunately, in the inert state, there is no essential difference between swordsmanship and physical skills.
Speed, strength, agility, tactics...all are indispensable.
The difficulty of the sword duel is that both sides cannot touch the medicinal plants, and the branches of the medicinal plants are unevenly dense and irregular.
Chen Yanjun has almost no chance of winning.
Fortunately, he doesn't need to win.
Just add some more.
Seeing that he couldn't get close, Chen Yanjun had to defend and counterattack, cupping his fists and saying:
"Ma'am, please come forward."
Cui Yourong pointed his sword at Chen Yanjun.
The man didn't move, and the sword didn't move either.
Chen Yanjun's ears moved slightly, and he vaguely heard the sound of thousands of swords ringing in unison!
Taking a closer look, one after another colorless sword energy, carrying the moonlight evening wind, rushed like a stream...
What about the physical skills competition we talked about?
This night, Chen Yanjun experienced the power of a cultivator for the first time.
That night, the lady fulfilled her promise and did not release the water. She kept releasing the sword energy.
Chen Yanjun was completely defeated by the sword energy.
However, he has not lost yet.
The sword itself did not touch him, and he would rather be bruised than touch the medicinal plant.
At the same time, in order to protect himself, he also avoided fatal injuries.
Seeing Chen Yanjun covered in blood, Cui Yourong frowned slightly, feeling somewhat distressed.
But at the same time, she vaguely saw that Chen Yanjun was on the verge of becoming a product.
Body skills, defense, and adaptation to sword energy all improve in battle...
She was a little surprised, but gradually got used to it.
Therefore, he gritted his teeth and did not let go, but instead increased the speed and sharpness of his sword energy.
Chen Yanjun battled wits and courage with the sword spirit all night long.
Soon, I added some progress and reached 95 and stopped moving...
You must take the initiative!
Chen Yanjun started to try, grabbing the sword energy in his hand.
Whizzing!
At the beginning, the palm of the hand was easily injured, and the skin was torn open by the sword energy, leaving a pool of flesh and blood.
But soon, following the direction and speed of the sword energy, he gradually controlled the speed and sharpness of the sword energy.
Speaking of which, Madam is not really a strong swordsman, and her sword energy has limited damage.
Soon, relying on his rough skin and thick flesh, he was able to hold the sword energy with his bare hands.
Then, he tried to slap the air with his hand, causing an instant disturbance in the air flow and diverting the direction of the sword energy.
There was a continuous snapping sound!
Finally, after mastering the characteristics of the sword energy, he took a desperate risk and used his strength to draw the sword energy into his body...
Chen Yanjun's body was covered with blood inside and outside, but his heart was extremely open.
Physical skills are a great sight, and there is a lot to be done!
I glanced at the panel.
[Physical skills: 99/100 (proficient)]
Stuck at 99 again!
Chen Yanjun was speechless... It's understandable that his cultivation level is stuck at 99. You, a mortal, have such a stuck skill!
Complaining won't solve the problem.
He calmed down and decided to take the initiative.
The highest level of taijutsu requires a spirit of active attack. Defense is not the original intention of taijutsu.
Just like when he took the initiative to attack the sword energy just now, he quickly gained points in physical skills.
This time, he will take the initiative to attack Madam!
Madam, I'm sorry...
He muttered silently in his heart, and like a swimming dragon, he kept flapping his sword energy, leaping into the air and twisting, approaching his wife.
Suddenly, I found a gap, stepped on it, and the earth and rocks exploded under my feet.
boom!
Cui Yourong had been improving the power of his sword energy to coordinate with Chen Yanjun's physical skills. Suddenly, he heard the medicine bed exploding, and his attention was instantly diverted——
Unexpectedly, Chen Yanjun had already leapt forward and stabbed her left chest with a sword.
Cui Yourong's eyes turned cold. Although as a beast master, she rarely fought in person, she was still an eighth-level cultivator.
At this moment, she was attacked by Chen Yanjun with a sword, and she instantly burst out with eighth-grade spiritual pressure.
The towering and graceful figure suddenly became extremely dexterous. On one side of her body, with lightning and flint, she struck out with a sword and stabbed Chen Yanjun in the left chest.
This is instinctive.
Only when the sword was thrust out did he realize that this sword was too dangerous for mortals.
Cui Yourong quickly sheathed his sword, gave up resistance in mid-air, and closed his eyes to face the sword.
Chen Yanjun was also dumbfounded.
He understood that his sword could not break the defense of an eighth-level cultivator.
But the lady gave up her resistance and stabbed that plump breast with her sword...
Not quite appropriate.
Then, he suddenly made a sudden stop with one foot in the air, twisted his body, and walked around the lady.
His feet landed on the ground and stepped firmly on the medicinal plant.
Holding the sword in his left hand, he moved his right arm horizontally to hold the unbalanced and fallen lady in his arms.
He inadvertently made an emergency stop that even an eighth-grade cultivator could not do...
[Physical skills +1, progress 100/100 (reaching the pinnacle)]
Chen Yanjun was covered in blood and looked like a man dressed in red.
He lowered his head and looked at the shocked face of the lady in his arms, as if he were seeing a fairy who had fallen from the mortal world.
Just as the moonlight was shining, ripples appeared in Yu Xuehe Fengyun's arms.