As the sky dawned, Li Chang got up early to practice his sword.
Standing straight on the bow of the boat, he stepped down as if walking on a pile, gently swung the wooden sword in his hand forward, and pointed it at the rising morning glow in the distance.
He swung hundreds of swords and his whole body was soaked with sweat.
There is a girl on the side, also wearing a horse stance.
Her talent is not good. Those older children have already learned Li Shang's fist skills, but she has not learned it yet.
As the saying goes, stupid birds fly first, study hard and practice hard. Since she was stupider than others, she had to get up early and practice the boxing pile a few more times.
Li Chang wiped the sweat from his forehead and watched the girl punch out and couldn't help but remind him: "Use your waist to exert force, keep your lower body steady, and don't lean too forward."
The girl followed the rules and corrected her fist bit by bit according to Li Shang's instructions until her body got used to the soreness coming from her muscles.
Li Chang held the wooden sword in his arms, closed his eyes slightly, and tried hard to recall the feeling he had experienced on the boat that day. Then he flicked his wrist and stabbed it out in front of him.
The wooden sword cut through the air and stabbed forward with a sharp whistling sound.
With a "whoosh" sound, a crack appeared on the side of the ship, turning into wood chips and falling on the bow. A strong wind blew away the wood chips, revealing the deep ravine inside, which was frightening.
The girl's mouth opened wide, her face full of shock, and she didn't know what expression to make for a moment.
After a long while, he finally said: "Li Shang, you are in trouble!"
Only then did Li Chang react. He quickly put the wooden sword into his arms and said nervously: "Li Xixian, hurry up and tell Sister Wen Qing!"
The girl named Li Xixian raised her legs and hurried towards the cabin. She looked up and saw two figures landing on the board of the boat. She felt happy and said loudly: "Sister Ali, come and follow me!"
As soon as Lin Yanli stood firm, Li Xixian grabbed his arm and rushed to the damaged bow of the ship.
When Li Shang saw that the person coming was Lin Yanli, she buried her head in shame and stammered: "Sister Ali, I, I got into trouble."
Lin Yanli raised her hand and touched the side of the ship, then looked at Zhou Qianluo who was coming behind her, and whispered: "Can this be restored?"
Zhou Qianluo shook his head, "The ferry that Yanyun Pavilion lent us is about to be scrapped, and the cost of restoration is too high."
"Then let it stay like this. When we get to the new ferry, we can repair this area." Lin Yanli touched the ravine on the side of the ship and tapped it with her fingertips.
There is a formation on this Xianjia ferry, so even if it is damaged, there is no need to worry about the strong wind blowing the ferry apart.
As Li Chang listened to their words, the guilt in his heart became even stronger. He lowered his head and did not dare to look at them, looking like a sinner.
Lin Yanli saw this, stretched out his hand to hold her little hand, and comforted: "Okay, okay, I can't blame you for this. The old ship has been in tatters for a long time, but I am curious about how you repaired it.
It’s like this.”
Li Chang raised the wooden sword in his arms with a sound like a fly flapping its wings, "I just stabbed it."
Lin Yanli patted Li Shang's shoulder and said with a hint of anticipation: "Let's try another sword!"
Li Chang hesitated for a moment and took five or six steps back. Then he mustered up the courage to thrust out the wooden sword in his hand.
Sen——
The sword blade cut through the air, making a sharp buzzing sound. The next second, Li Shang's wooden sword broke inch by inch, turning into a pile of wood slag and falling on the deck.
"This..." Zhou Qianluo's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.
Li Chang is just a mortal with no spiritual energy fluctuations in his body. How did he shatter a wooden sword?
Lin Yanli didn't find this strange at all.
She had read in the book that some mortals would develop a breath of true energy when their martial arts reached a certain level. Then after a long period of accumulation, this breath of true energy accumulated more and more in their Dantian, becoming a kind of pseudo-monk.
When the martial arts of these pseudo-monks reach their peak, they are even capable of defeating the Qi-training monks.
However, this is also the end.
It is recorded in the book that a mortal with the highest martial arts skills had the most magnificent achievement of killing a monk who was in the middle stage of Qi training. This record was recorded two thousand years ago, when the spiritual energy was not so strong.
Lin Yanli smiled and said, "It seems that I have to give you a new sword."
Li Shang has taken medicinal baths many times. Under the catalysis of those spiritual plants, his physical fitness has been greatly improved. It is not unusual to become such a pseudo-monk.
Zhou Qianluo hooked his fingers, and the sword energy came slowly, chopping the sawdust on the floor into powder, "If every sword of his has such power, he would not be suitable to stay here. This ferry cannot withstand the destruction."
, why not let him move to our place, and he can practice swordsmanship with the kids in Mutiancheng."
"That's it!" Lin Yanli clapped her palms to settle the matter, "You take him there first, and I'll explain it to Wen Qing."
"good."
Zhou Qianluo always acted vigorously and resolutely. After getting Lin Yanli's permission, he grabbed Li Chang's arm, shook the long sword on his waist and dropped it at his feet, and disappeared in a flash.
Li Xuxian stood there stunned for a long time, and murmured unconsciously: "Li Shang is gone, who will teach us boxing skills?"
Lin Yanli looked at the little girl in front of him who was only half a head shorter than him, and couldn't help but poke her forehead with his hand, "I will arrange for a big brother to teach you boxing skills. He is much better than Li Shang.
As for how much you can learn, it all depends on your own abilities!"
Li Sang has a relatively slender figure and is not suitable for boxing. I taught him boxing before just to improve his physical fitness quickly. Now Li Shang already has a breath of energy in his Dantian and no longer needs to punch the boxing stakes.
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He is suitable for sword practice now!
Lin Yanli walked slowly to the cabin with his hands behind his back.
In front of the cabin, there was a woman in light blue clothes standing. When she saw Lin Yanli approaching, she gave a blessing ceremony, and her every move was gentle and elegant.
"Wen Qing has met Miss."
Lin Yanli nodded, informed Wen Qing about Li Chang, and then followed Zhou Qianluo back to Thousand Demons Sect's private ferry.
There were many children sitting cross-legged on the bow of the boat, and the leader was none other than Li Zhujiu.
As the daughter of the Great Sword Immortal Li Kuai and a second-level sword cultivator with outstanding strength, she naturally became the leader of these children.
Lin Yanli led Li Shang to the bow of the ship, rummaged through the storage bag for a while, found a sharpless heavy sword and placed it on the ground, "This weight is just right. You need to get used to the weight first. I'll give it to you later."
I’ll teach you how to practice the sword again.”
Li Chang nodded, grabbed the hilt of the epee with both hands, and used all his strength to lift the epee.
A young man in the distance cast his gaze and couldn't help but snicker: "He doesn't know how to use his spiritual energy to lift heavy objects. Why is he so stupid?"
"You're stupid!" Li Zhujiu heard the young man's words and jumped up as fast as he could. He hit the young man on the head with the bamboo sword in his hand. "If you don't gather your energy, I'll hang you outside the ferry!"
The young man covered his head and whimpered, not daring to say anything.
Li Zhujiu saw that the young man corrected his mistakes after he realized them, and nodded with satisfaction: "Well, a kid can be taught!"