It was cloudy and foggy on April 28th of the second year of Linde. Especially at dawn, the fog was so thick that he couldn't see his fingers. But even such bad weather could not stop Li Xian's interest in practicing martial arts.
, No, Li Xian had already gotten up before midnight, hurriedly freshened up, used a few pastries, and hurried to the small school ground, his steps were hurried, this was also
Not surprising, after working hard for two and a half months, he finally got to practice martial arts seriously. Even though Li Xian didn't expect to become a peerless general, it might be good to learn some real self-defense skills. Besides, Li Xian didn't expect to become a famous general.
, Li Xian also hopes to get close to Li Boyao, and strives to get "The Art of War" in his hands. How can he be justified if he doesn't show off at this time?
"Xiao Wang has met General Li."
As Li Xian expected, he had just come out of the small door on the west wall of the palace. At first glance, he saw Li Boyao waiting on the playground. He did not dare to neglect, walked forward quickly, bowed and said,
It is to salute respectfully and say hello.
"Don't dare." Li Boyao took a small step back to show that he did not dare to accept Li Xian's greeting, but he ordered unambiguously: "Your Highness, please run around the field five times first."
Oops, aren't you going to practice swordsmanship? Why are you running around in circles? As soon as Li Boyao said this, Li Xian's anticipating heart suddenly froze. But when he saw Li Boyao's face, he didn't look like he was joking.
I felt disgusted in my heart, but I didn't dare to say "no". In desperation, I had no choice but to shrug my shoulders in a self-deprecating manner and ran around the venue without saying a word.
"Your Highness, please lift the stone locks in ten groups, ten times in each group."
Li Xian finally finished the lap, but before he could take a breath, Li Boyao on the other end gave the order again.
Ten sets of ten times? Wow, there are only two sets less than usual. I'll give it a try! Li Xian has been in contact with Li Boyao for a long time, so he knows that there is no possibility of bargaining with him, and he doesn't bother to waste time.
, walked to the pile of stone locks in dismay, stretched his muscles and bones, and lifted it up in a dull manner. Fortunately, he had exercised a lot these days, and his movements were very smooth. It only took more than half an hour, and Li Xian had already completed it.
The due quota has been reached.
"General Li, Xiao Wang has finished lifting, is it time to practice sword skills?"
After all the hard work, Li Xian was out of breath, and his hands and feet were sore and numb because of it. He almost dragged his feet back to Li Boyao, but after taking a few big breaths, he smiled.
He asked.
"In your opinion, what is a knife?"
Li Boyao did not answer Li Xian's question, but asked expressionlessly.
"This is a sword. It is the most powerful among soldiers and a sharp weapon for making achievements on the battlefield."
Li Xian has really seen a lot of knives. Not to mention the horizontal knives that were popular at this time, the golden-backed mountain knives of later generations, bayonets, daggers, fruit knives, etc., Li Xian has seen them all, no matter what else.
, it can be seen everywhere in movies and TV shows, but when it came to talking about knives, Li Xianke was a little confused, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say something.
"Yes, the swordsman is the overlord of hundreds of soldiers. People who are not brave enough to use it cannot use it. The most important thing about swordsmanship is momentum. Once a sword is struck, thousands of armies can overcome difficulties. Since Your Highness wants to practice swordsmanship, he should focus on cultivating momentum.
"
Li Xian just said it casually. In fact, he was not very confident in his heart. Unexpectedly, Li Boyao agreed with Li Xian's words, nodded approvingly, and made some comments.
"Please ask General Li to teach Xiao Wang the art of swordsmanship."
Upon hearing what Li Boyao said, Li Xian immediately hit the snake on the stick and hurriedly asked for advice.
"Clang."
Li Boyao did not refuse Li Xian's request this time. With a shake of his right hand, he took out the horizontal knife hanging from his waist. With a flick of his left hand, he pressed it on the back of the knife. Then he looked at Li Xian with bright eyes and said:
"Your Highness, please look at this sword. It is a standard sword in the army. The blade is two feet eight feet long and five inches wide. The blade is as thin as a willow. The handle is half a foot long and weighs fifteen kilograms. If your highness wants to practice sword skills, you should first familiarize yourself with the nature of the knife. If
Otherwise, it will be difficult to achieve success.”
"Of course, Xiao Wang will obey the general's teachings."
Li Boyao's words sounded ordinary, so Li Xian didn't care too much, so he pretended to be solemn and bowed to accept the promise.
"That's very good. Just ask Your Highness to swing a thousand strikes with this sword every day to familiarize yourself with the properties of the sword." As soon as Li Xian finished speaking, a playful smile flashed in Li Boyao's eyes. He raised his hands and held the sword.
Passed it into Li Xian's hands and gave him a mission with a straight face.
"ah……"
As soon as Li Boyao said this, Li Xiandeng was dumbfounded and opened his mouth so wide that he could stuff an egg into it.
"What? Your Highness doesn't want to get used to it?"
Li Boyao ignored Li Xian's astonishment, curled his lips and asked coldly.
Thousands of records? Or every day? Damn it, including running circles and lifting stone locks, we are still alive! Li Xian was so angry that he smacked his lower lip and was about to say something in defense, but when he saw
With an indifferent face, Li Boyao forcefully swallowed the words that had reached his lips. He gritted his teeth, picked up the horizontal knife in his hand, fiddled with it casually a few times, and then started to chop viciously.
The fifteen kilogram knife is not too heavy. After all, Li Xian has been practicing for several months. It is no problem to pick up a knife of this weight. However, chopping is another matter. In addition, Li Xian has no problem at all.
He didn't know how to use a knife. At first, he could still swing it with brute force, but he only managed to chop less than thirty people. Li Xian's steps were already frivolous, let alone slashing with the knife.
He could hardly stand, and he was swaying here and there, as if he might fall down at any time. His miserable appearance made everyone in the palace gathered around look worried.
"Hoo, ho, ho..."
Since his rebirth, Li Xian has had a fierce temper. Even though his limbs were so tired that he was so tired, he still persisted desperately. However, when the manpower was finally limited, even if Li Xian was unwilling to give in, after fifty swords, he was already exhausted.
Exhausted, all he could do was hold on to the knife and catch his breath.
"When using a sword, you should use your waist to carry your shoulders, your shoulders to your arms, and your arms to follow the sword. Keep an eye on it!"
Li Boyao silently watched Li Xian hacking away at him until Li Xian could no longer swing the knife, then he reached out and took the horizontal knife from Li Xian's hand, held it in his hand, weighed it, and explained in his mouth.
Then, he swung his sword and struck with one blow, but with a flash of light and a sharp roar, a fierce and ruthless momentum suddenly burst out, which was really unworthy of anyone.
"good!"
"Good sword skills!"
All the palace guards were all masters in the army, and they knew what they were doing. Seeing that Li Boyao's casual sword strike was so powerful, they all couldn't help but cheer.
"Gudu"
Although Li Xian didn't know anything about sword skills, he could intuitively sense the powerful momentum of Li Boyao's sword. He stopped breathing immediately and swallowed hard, with longing shining in his eyes.
Light - No one wants to have good physical skills, and Li Xianzi is no exception. Even if his intention is just to practice martial arts to avoid suspicion, he has no intention of just wasting his time. Seeing Li Boyao's outstanding swordsmanship at this time,
How can I not be moved by the truth? I couldn't help but think about it for a while.
"Keep practicing!"
Before Li Xian could think about it enough, Li Boyao handed the knife to Li Xian and ordered in a calm voice.
"promise!"
Li Xian took the horizontal sword, responded respectfully, and slowly raised the sword. However, he did not rush to slash with the sword, but carefully understood the key points mentioned by Li Boyao before. After a while,
Although he swung a sword, it was far from the power of Li Boyao, but the posture was somewhat similar, which made the onlookers' guards couldn't help but shine.
Well, it's still wrong. It seems that the strength in the waist and abdomen is not fully used! Li Xian didn't have time to care about what others thought. He slowly raised the knife again, still not in a hurry to chop, but in his heart he cut himself
The man compared the previous sword blow with Li Boyao's sword, and kept thinking about the difference. After a long time, his eyes suddenly shuddered, he let out a shout, and slashed out with the sword. With the sound of wind, his momentum surged.
There was something vaguely present about it.
"good!"
"One more knife!"
Seeing Li Xian's brilliant chop, all the guards started shouting and cheering for Li Xian. Although Li Boyao didn't make a sound, a trace of surprise and surprise flashed in his eyes -
- From Li Boyao's perspective, Li Xian's sword actually has huge flaws, but those are only caused by flaws in strength and speed, not flaws in the sword's intent. Li Xian is obviously a newbie.
A swordsman who can achieve such a level can only be described in one word - the posture of heaven! This kind of rare understanding is something that Li Boyao himself has never possessed. Who would not be happy to be able to achieve this?
But when he thought of Li Xian's identity, the light in Li Boyao's eyes quickly dimmed again, and he just watched silently as Li Xian kept swinging his knife.
Refreshing, extremely refreshing. Although Li Xianren was very tired after wielding the sword for thousands of times, he was in a good mood. This was not entirely because he had initially learned the ropes of the sword, but more because he liked to swing the sword.
The domineering spirit and the indomitable spirit that Li Xian showed when he was a swordsman are exactly what Li Xian needs most. Being able to cultivate his own momentum while practicing swordsmanship is really the best of both worlds in Li Xian's opinion.
Even if his arms were sore due to the incident, Li Xian would never complain.
Li Xian almost lost himself during this practice. If Li Boyao hadn't stopped him for fear of hurting his body, Li Xian would have refused to stop. Such persistence and investment could not help but shake Li Boyao's heartstrings.
It's just that Li Boyao didn't say much in the end. He just told Li Xian to practice every day. After saying that, he hurriedly left without noticing the smile on Li Xian's face behind him.