In the early morning, in a side courtyard of Xingle Palace, Ying Zheng had gotten up early. In front of him was Qing Xi who was practicing swordsmanship.
I saw this former snare killer, the long sword in her palm was moving, and there was no unfamiliar look at all. The long sword was like a fish in the flowing water, twisting and moving, like clouds and flowing water. At this time, she did not look like a skilled swordsman at all.
The swordsman looks like an ink master who is proficient in landscape painting.
However, Ying Zheng knew that in the sword net she had constructed that looked like the most exquisite ink painting, anything that broke in would only face one outcome, and that was death.
Ying Zheng quietly observed Qing Xi's swordsmanship practice. In the depths of his mind, he quickly decomposed the swordsmanship into the simplest sword moves, and then reassembled them into deep memories in his mind.
Under the early morning sun, Qingxi was dressed in a bunting outfit, and the only decoration on her body was a belt. As her body turned, the belt floated in beautiful arcs in the air, and the beauty was dancing with a sword. What a beautiful scene.
But Ying Zheng felt something inconsistent in this beautiful painting, and that was Qingxi's left hand. Her left hand seemed to be a superfluous thing, looking weird and inconsistent.
"She should be using a two-handed sword." In an instant, Ying Zheng thought of a possibility.
The strangeness of her left hand was not due to anything else, but because there was a sword missing in her left hand. Ying Zheng's eyes couldn't help but fall on Qing Xi's left hand, even though her swordsmanship had already been practiced to the point where she could send and receive at will.
, but Ying Zheng could still see from time to time that Qing Xi was suppressing the inadvertent trembling of her left hand. The trembling was very small, but it could not escape Ying Zheng's eyes.
"The trembling of her left hand is due to instinct, and the development of instinct does not happen overnight. The memory of her two-handed sword skills has been engraved in her body, which shows that she has been practicing two-handed swords since she was a child, and
What he is best at is also the two-handed sword." Ying Zheng thought about it.
"Buan Shui is one of the Eight Swords of the King of Yue. If you use it to draw water, the water will open but not close, but Duan Shui is not a two-handed sword." Ying Zheng thought of Qing Xi's self-report, and a suspicion arose in his heart.
Was she really without water?
"Your Majesty, this is the swordsmanship I have learned." Qingxi sheathed her long sword and let out a long sigh of relief. Although she was not tired, it was still tiring.
"No hiding anything?" Ying Zheng asked.
"I dare not hide my secrets in front of the king." Qing Xi solemnly replied.
"What a pity." Ying Zheng took the long sword from Qing Xi's hand and looked at the mysterious lines on the sword body.
"What did the king mean?" Qing Xi asked confused.
"It's a pity that I can only see one-third of the whole set of swordsmanship," Ying Zheng said.
"Your Majesty?" Qing Xi's expression couldn't help but change. She heard another meaning from Ying Zheng's words.
"It doesn't matter. Although it's only one-third, it's enough to practice alone for a long time." Ying Zheng said with a half-smile.
This set of swordsmanship is definitely a two-handed swordsmanship. Now that I have only seen the right-hand sword, what will happen to the left-hand sword? When the left-hand sword and the right-hand sword are combined with each other, what kind of style will it show? Ying Zheng is
Let’s wait and see.
"It should take the king a month to completely master this set of swordsmanship." Qingxi thought for a while and said.
"One month, okay, it's not too long. How long did you use it for?" Ying Zheng asked.
"Half a month." Qingxi replied.
"Half a month, this answer is really not a happy one. Doesn't this mean that Gu's talent is not as good as yours?" Ying Zheng shook his head.
Such a silly valet really left people speechless. If she met the Hunjun, just these words would be enough to pull her down and beat her up.
"That's not the case. In the king's day, there is only one hour that can be devoted to practicing swordsmanship, but it is different for me. At that time, apart from eating and sleeping, I was practicing this swordsmanship every day." Qing Qing.
Xi seemed to have not heard the profound meaning of Ying Zheng's words and explained in response.
"Even though you say so, it's still hard for me to be happy." Ying Zheng joked, and then turned his attention to the long sword in his hand.
As Ying Zheng's arm swayed, the long sword drew an arc in the air, and then slowly turned as if following a predetermined trajectory in the air.
Qing Xi's eyes followed the path of the long sword in Ying Zheng's palm. She didn't show any disgust at all because of Ying Zheng's slow movements. Instead, she showed a look of surprise.
Because she discovered that although Ying Zheng's sword moves were slow, they were very steady, and every detail in them was perfect.
As Ying Zheng finished practicing a set of sword skills, Ying Zheng felt that some of the red energy substances absorbed from the Yongzhou Cauldron yesterday had been completely absorbed by his own flesh and blood. Therefore, not only did he not feel the slightest pain at this time,
Although I feel tired, I feel that my physical condition is better.
Cheating feels so good.
Ying Zheng thought about it and practiced swordsmanship again. This time, his speed was obviously a bit faster than the last time.
In Qing Xi's surprised eyes, Ying Zheng started for the third and fourth time...
Until Ying Zheng put away his sword stance for the sixth time, Qing Xi felt that she had become numb.
Learning and practicing swordsmanship is undoubtedly a matter that consumes a lot of mental and physical strength. Qingxi clearly remembers that when she first learned this swordsmanship, she was already out of breath from exhaustion after just one attempt.
At this time, Ying Zheng actually practiced it six times without any rest.
Six times, what kind of concept is this? The shocked Qing Xi couldn't help but follow the long sword in Ying Zheng's palm and land on his wrist, arm, shoulder, chest, and then down until the sight appeared in his eyes.
A trace of panic quickly moved away.
"The king's physical strength is ten times more than what I was back then. Even considering that I was a few years younger than the king back then, the king's internal strength is not as good as mine at that time. This factor can be eliminated." Qing Xi said about her own.
This discovery was shocking.
"What are you thinking about?" Ying Zheng asked curiously when he saw Qing Xi's shocked expression.
"The king's physical strength is very strong, more than ten times that of ordinary people." Qing Xi said instinctively.
"Really? You actually discovered Gu's secret." Ying Zheng put the sword back into its sheath and said.
"Your Majesty?" Qing Xi then realized her gaffe. At this moment, she remembered the words of a senior who said that killers need the most sensitive eyes, but palace people cannot have eyes. But at this time, she was
The palace maid made the mistake of being a killer.
"You will give me a headache like this." Ying Zheng said.
"What is your Majesty saying?" Qing Xi hesitated. She shouldn't be silenced, right?
"Now that you know Gu's secret, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave even if Gu wants you to leave." Ying Zheng said pretending to be helpless.
Qing Xi was speechless for a moment. She didn't know whether what Ying Zheng said was true or false, and whether it was good or bad for herself.