When the swordsmanship started, there was also a faint sound of swords.
This made Zhuo Yunfeng and Lin Yi's eyes light up.
Jian Wushuang then practiced the mournful swordsmanship that Lin Yi had just practiced, one by one.
When they first saw Jian Wushuang practicing the first move, Zhuo Yunfeng and Lin Yi had normal expressions.
But when they came to the second and third postures, both of them frowned.
When it came to the fourth, fifth and subsequent poses, the frowns on their brows became deeper and deeper.
In the end, Jian Wushuang used all nine sword moves of the Wailing Swordsmanship, but Zhuo Yunfeng and Lin Yi no longer looked as expectant as before, and some of them just had downcast faces.
"Father, Uncle Lin Yi, I have finished the drill." Jian Wushuang returned to Zhuo Yunfeng and returned the long sword to Lin Yi.
Zhuo Yunfeng took a deep look at Jian Wushuang and said in a deep voice: "Shuang'er, didn't you just say that you understood the swordsmanship performed by your uncle Lin Yi?"
"I understand." Jian Wushuang nodded.
"It's so hard to understand!! You just showed off the showmanship of this swordsmanship, but you don't even have any mystery of swordsmanship or any artistic conception. Do you understand? It's just a showmanship, and it's just nine-style sword moves. As long as it's not
Even if you are a born idiot, you can show off your talent, what kind of swordsmanship talent do you have?" Zhuo Yunfeng stared at Jian Wushuang, with a hint of anger in his eyes.
Jian Wushuang also frowned.
Lin Yi, who was next to him, said: "Brother Yunfeng, don't blame Mr. Ling. Maybe it's because of me. I shouldn't have used the Screaming Swordsmanship to test this little guy's swordsmanship talent."
"Brother Lin Yi, this has nothing to do with you. You did a good job. The Screaming Swordsmanship is also suitable to test this boy's talent in swordsmanship. However, this boy is a little too unsatisfactory." Zhuo Yunfeng said.
Lin Yi heard this and secretly shook his head.
Indeed, he sincerely wanted to guide Jian Wushuang into the way of swordsmanship, and the mournful swordsmanship he performed was indeed the most suitable to test Jian Wushuang's talent in swordsmanship, but the result... I have to say, Jian Wushuang's performance was too impressive
Disappointed.
He had seen Jian Wushuang being so confident before, and then thinking about Jian Wushuang's reputation as an unparalleled swordsman, he thought that Jian Wushuang could practice at least 20% of the mysteries of the Wailing Sword Technique, maybe even 30% or even 40%.
But in the end, there was no trace of mystery in the swordsmanship practiced by Jian Wushuang.
The exercise only produced a flower shelf and an empty shell.
Such a level would be fine for an ordinary person, but it is completely inconsistent with Jian Wushuang's reputation as an unparalleled swordsman.
"Swordsmanship Wushuang... I heard that the name was given by Taoist Master Xuanshen himself, and even a divine sword descended from the sky on the day he was born. But now it seems that the so-called Taoist Master Xuanshen is probably just a fake."
"This little guy's swordsmanship talent is not that great at all, on the contrary, it is very mediocre." Lin Yi was also quite disappointed in his heart.
When he knew Zhuo Yunfeng's purpose of inviting him here, he was quite looking forward to it. After all, being able to guide a genius with unparalleled swordsmanship into the swordsmanship was a huge achievement for him, but the result... was obviously not that.
Same thing.
"Little bastard, go and practice the swordsmanship just now. If you don't come up with something mysterious this time, I will break your legs!" Zhuo Yunfeng shouted.
"I have already used the swordsmanship that I understand. Even if I use it again, it will be the same." Jian Wushuang said calmly.
"Bastard!" Zhuo Yunfeng was furious.
But Lin Yi couldn't stand it any longer, and immediately said: "Brother Yunfeng, Master Ling may have never really been exposed to swordsmanship before, and he doesn't understand the true mystery of swordsmanship. It's useless for you to force him now. Let's do this.
Let’s put aside today’s matters for the time being. In the next period of time, we will find a few practitioners who are good at kendo and teach them some basics of kendo. After a while, I will come over again, okay?”
"It doesn't matter, that's it, I'll take my leave now."
After saying that, Lin Yi turned around and left.
"Brother Lin Yi, I'll see you off." Zhuo Yunfeng also stood up to see him off.
Jian Wushuang was still standing in the martial arts arena, looking at Lin Yi's leaving figure, shaking his head in his heart.
"It seems that I still think highly of him. I thought he was also a peak Chaos Realm person in the Taichu God Realm, and he was also in the top 30 in Anjiu County in terms of understanding of swordsmanship. I didn't think he was the best.
He has already started in kendo and has crossed the threshold of kendo, and he should be able to see the true subtlety of the nine sword moves I just performed, but the result..."
Jian Wushuang also smiled bitterly in his heart.
In fact, it's not that he didn't display the mystery of the mournful sword technique. On the contrary, it was because he performed the nine sword moves too profoundly, turning complexity into simplicity. The nine exquisite and mysterious sword moves were transformed by him.
It's ordinary, with no mystery at all.
But in fact, these nine ordinary sword skills are truly terrifying.
But unfortunately, Zhuo Yunfeng and Lin Yi didn't really see it.
Zhuo Yunfeng forget it. Although he is half-step into the realm of gods and demons, he has always used his own fists. He has never been involved in swordsmanship, so it doesn't look normal.
But Lin Yi didn't even notice it.
This made Jian Wushuang know that Lin Yi had not crossed the threshold of kendo.
If he had really stepped into the threshold of swordsmanship, he would definitely be able to see something extraordinary in the nine sword moves just now.
"A person who has never even crossed the threshold of kendo, wants to guide me who has reached the top of kendo and is only one step away from becoming a master of kendo?" Jian Wushuang looked extremely weird.
Not long after, Zhuo Yunfeng returned to the martial arts arena.
"You bastard, I've lost all my face by you today."
Before anyone showed up at the martial arts arena, Zhuo Yunfeng's roar had already sounded.
Jian Wushuang shrugged, but was not afraid at all.
When Zhuo Yunfeng appeared in front of Jian Wushuang.
"You bastard, from today onwards, please stay in the house. You are not allowed to set foot in the door for three days. Please think about your mistakes inside." Zhuo Yunfeng glared at Jian Wushuang. Although he scolded him, his eyes
Zhongya was angry, but he didn't punish him too much.
Zhuo Yunfeng is like this, with a sharp mouth and a tofu heart.
On the surface, he wanted to beat or scold Jian Wushuang, but in fact, in the eight years since Jian Wushuang was born, Zhuo Yunfeng had never punished Jian Wushuang.
Like today, although Zhuo Yunfeng had lost some face and was a little disappointed with Jian Wushuang's kendo talent, he also knew that this kendo talent was innate and could not be forced.
Therefore, he just asked Jian Wushuang to go to his room and think about his mistakes behind closed doors.
But during the past eight years, Jian Wushuang mostly stayed in his room and searched for various books and jade slips. This was not considered punishment at all to him.
"oh."
Jian Wushuang responded, and then returned to his room honestly.