【Chapter 1,006 Please read the details together! 】
Jian Chi's residence is not as messy as imagined.
For a person obsessed with kendo, a tidy home can also contribute to physical and mental pleasure.
This monastery basically has only four walls. There is only a shelf placed under the south window. There are three swords and a book on the shelf.
Feng Ziyue noticed that Jian Chi's nails were also neatly trimmed. Although his hair was messy and unkempt, his hands were as white as jade.
This is the respect a swordsman has for his sword.
"Oops, I forgot..."
Jian Chi slapped his head and laughed loudly, "I asked you to come drink, but I don't have a drop of wine here."
Feng Ziyue smiled slightly and said, "When gentlemen meet, it doesn't matter if they don't drink."
"How about that?"
The swordsman waved his hand repeatedly, "Swordsmen can't meet without drinking. My master has told me a long time ago... That guy outside the door, his name is Liu, get me two jars of good wine, hurry up! Half In a moment, if you don’t bring me the wine, believe it or not, I’ll beat your mother until she doesn’t even recognize you!”
He was used to bossing around, and he had seen Liu Zhengqian mostly active in the academy.
Liu Zhengqian was panicking and depressed in his heart. Now that he heard Jian Chi calling him, he was even more angry. He didn't expect that he would steal the chicken but lose the rice, and he would be yelled at. However, Jian Chi did not dare to offend him, so he had to swallow his anger and go out. Went to the academy to buy wine.
Fortunately, he had good Qinggong skills, and as expected, he bought two jars of fine wine in a matter of seconds and delivered them to the door honestly.
Jian Chi laughed, rolled up his sleeves, and rolled in the two jars of wine. He placed one jar in front of him and the other in front of Feng Ziyue.
"Okay, Mr. Liu, you can go away. Don't stand here and ruin our drunkenness. I hate the smell of your body!"
Jian Chi shouted, and Liu Zhengqian was so angry that his eyes blurred, but in the end he still did not dare to say anything more, turned around and left, feeling both hatred and worry in his heart.
Feng Ziyue's martial arts is so high that he can fight with the famous swordsman from Zhuque Academy, and even slightly outperform him!
This means that the possibility of Senior Sister Bai Zhiwei winning the first prize in the year-end competition has been greatly reduced.
——Students like them have long regarded the year-end competition as something that belongs to the goddess child Bai Zhiwei. Anyone who wants to compete for it will make them very dissatisfied.
Now that Feng Ziyue, a powerful enemy, had appeared, he couldn't bear to be angry for a moment and had to hurry up and inform them to come up with a solution.
At this time, Feng Ziyue was holding the wine jar, taking a sip, and walked to the shelf in Jian Chi's room, looking at his three swords and a book.
The three swords are all long and narrow in shape, with extremely thin blades, almost like the tip of a needle.
This kind of sword can basically no longer be used for cutting, cutting, teasing, wiping, and any other swordsmanship. The only option is to stab, so it can be called a stabbing sword.
This kind of sword sacrifices other uses, is light and flexible, and can reach the pinnacle in "stabbing".
This is also the secret of the infinite mystery swordsmanship.
It is precisely because of such a light sword that it can undergo thousands of changes in an instant with just a flick of it.
The six characters on the cover of that book are "Infinite Mysterious Sword Techniques"!
"Brother Jian Chi, besides this infinite mystery sword technique, there is no other sword manual in your room?"
"Hahaha!"
Jian Chi smiled and pointed at his head, "The other sword techniques are all mediocre and nothing surprising. They have always been in my mind. Only this infinite mystery sword technique cannot be understood, so I will stay here.
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He has practiced swordplay since he was a child and has an extraordinary talent. He has a photographic memory of any sword manual. As long as he reads it once, he can learn the swordsmanship and become proficient in it in a while. He can even perform changes that have never been seen before.
Therefore, he has long formed the habit of burning any sword manual he gets as soon as he learns it, and all the sword moves can only be kept in his own mind.
The swordsman paused for a moment, as if he was a little embarrassed, and nodded again, "Of course, I haven't fully understood your swordsmanship either. What you said just now is a bit too boastful."
Feng Ziyue obtained the magic of the Six Gods of the Heavenly Sword and created his own Sword God Technique. He has already deduced it to the seventh form. Although he drew the sword casually, it also carried the sword intention of the Sword God Technique. The sword fanatic was delighted to see Hunter Xin, and he calculated in his mind,
But he couldn't fully understand it, so he highly praised Feng Ziyue.
Feng Ziyue smiled slightly, "Brother Jian Chi's infinite mysteries of swordsmanship, I can't understand them all even after fighting against each other..."
For him, this is also a rare thing. Since he understood the Six Gods of Heavenly Sword, he can master any sword technique in the world as long as it is used once in front of him. However, these ninety-nine and eighty-one infinite mysterious sword techniques,
It was so complicated that even Feng Ziyue could only memorize the sword moves by force, but the Sword God was unable to fully understand them.
"Don't understand? Okay!" The sword idiot laughed loudly, took a sip of wine, reached out and copied the infinite mystery sword skills on the shelf in his hand, threw it lightly, and threw it in front of Feng Ziyue.
"Then take a look at the sword manual and find out what you think. Let's read it in detail together!"
In the world, the sword manual of the great master Xue Dingren has caused countless bloody storms. When the sword manual disappeared, it is unknown how many lives were lost, but the sword fanatic threw it into the wind so easily.
In front of Yue.
This person's demeanor is also heartwarming!
Feng Ziyue smiled and shook his head, "Brother Jian Chi, this sword manual is so precious. It's really inconvenient for me to watch it without merit or reward."
This swordsmanship is extremely brilliant, it can be said to be the pinnacle of the Qizhi swordsmanship, and it was created by Xue Dingren, the great master of the Nuwei school. It is not only a swordsmanship, but also contains infinite martial arts principles. How can you watch it so easily.
Jian Chi frowned and said, "I think you are a good person, so you are like this, mother-in-law and mother-in-law? If you can solve the doubts in my heart after reading this sword manual, wouldn't it be a merit? With this skill, reading it will make it easier."
See, am I still afraid that you won’t be able to secretly learn my swordsmanship? With your swordsmanship, if you can complement each other with good and evil, you can reach another level!"
He paused, then shook his head and said: "When old man Xue Dingren created this sword manual, he once boasted that no more than three people in the entire universe could understand it. As long as someone understands it, he can take it as he pleases. This is the style of a master!
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"I won't show it to others, but those people can't understand it at all. It's just an insult to this sword manual."
"You are different!"
The sword maniac's eyes flashed with light, "With your swordsmanship skills, you will definitely be able to see the uniqueness of this sword manual! You will also be able to bring this infinite and mysterious sword technique to its peak!"
He sincerely sent the sword manual to Feng Ziyue again.
Feng Ziyue stood up solemnly and bowed, "Brother Jian Chi's words make a lot of sense, I've learned a lesson!"
He reached out and took the sword manual with a solemn expression.
