The days of adventure fly by.

In the early morning, the sun rises, the morning dew slowly dissipates into steam, and the crisp insects and birds in the forest of ten thousand beasts resound, which is very rare in the cold winter.

Cooking in pots, tidying up tents, wiping down gear, in just four days, Renard was able to do all the work required for the adventure, and if he was strong enough, he could roam the forest alone.

After breakfast, the two hit the road again and headed to their final destination.

It was still Renard who opened the way and took the lead, and although he was armed with a sharp enchanted sword, the vines were extremely resilient and very difficult to cut through.

At this time, Cliffor will give him a rough instruction: "Find the right point of force, don't use brute force, are you stupid, you must be fast with your sword, don't be slow and ...... like a turtle"

If Renard's performance is not always satisfactory, he will use his longsword as a demonstration: "You have to concentrate the attack power in one point, so that it can be lethal." ”

"In addition, pay attention to the posture of your sword, the wrist is the attack transition point, not the whole arm, and learn to use the waist muscles to exert force......"

"Don't stretch your arms too long, it's easy to show flaws, pay attention to protect yourself while attacking, don't say that the best defense is attack, it's. ”

Renard listened very carefully and tried to make adjustments.

However, the thoughts in the head and the movements in the hands are completely different things, and the flexible vines will still drain most of their strength.

Cliffor easily carved out a path, and he was still struggling with the vines in front of him.

Renard wiped the sweat from his forehead, and his gaze showed determination again, and he rushed in front of the other party, continuing to carry out his task meticulously.

However, this did not win Cliffor's praise, and he still joked in a caustic tone: "It's really rotten wood that can't be carved." ”

"You didn't find the right point of power at all, the coordination of the muscles in your body is very bad, I asked you to speed up the speed of the sword, instead of increasing the strength, do these plants have any enmity with you, let you use so much strength?"

"The succession of the battle is not about who has the greatest strength, but how to precisely mobilize these forces, give full play to them, and use every force in practice......

At the end of the sentence, Cliver was already dry: "Take a deep breath, don't worry if the kobold will run away, don't think that you will delay the progress of the mission, your purpose is not to earn a salary, but to study, learn to understand?"

Renard is not stupid, on the contrary, he is very smart, and after a long period of practice, he gradually realized a little bit of the way, adjusted his breathing, and replayed in his mind the movement of Cleaver chopping vines, imitating the swift sword.

"Huh!" the long sword pierced the air and instantly slashed at the vine, and it didn't take much strength for the vine to break in two.

The spitting Colliver was stunned on the spot, and it took a long time to react, he cleared his throat, and rarely praised: "Good job." ”

It's not just good, I'm afraid that only a martial artist who has practiced swordsmanship for more than ten years can use such a beautiful sword.

Renard ignored the other party, and continued to slash, one, two, and three swords......

A sword is more perfect than a sword, and a sword is faster than a sword.

Renard's understanding is very high, and ordinary people will repeatedly oscillate between right and wrong in the process of learning, and only after suffering can they truly grasp the essence.

He will also be wrong many times, but if he can get it right once, he will remember the experience completely, and he will continue to improve on that basis.

To be sure, he had only been in contact with swordsmanship for less than three months, and if you count the weak foundation laid by the scum Renard, he could barely make up for two years.

In just two years, he has obtained ten years of achievements from others, and this learning potential completely exceeds 90% of martial artists.

The one who felt this the most was Cliffor, when he met Renard, he thought that the other party was a rookie in swordsmanship, and now in less than twenty days, he has actually entered the house.

"This is definitely a good seedling to practice swordsmanship. Cliffor's eyes twinkled.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for mastering the primary swordsmanship - Quick Sword!"

"Quick sword, increase the speed of the sword by twenty percent. ”

The sound of the system made Reynard's heart tremble, and he immediately sped up the toxin of the chopping again, and he silently recited in his heart: Quick sword, fast sword, fast sword......

The speed of the sword became faster and faster, and finally it turned into a flood of light and shadows, and all the thorny bushes that dared to stand in front of it were all smashed.

Colliver was stunned as he watched from the side, such a fast sword speed had already caught up with a high-level martial artist, and it should not have appeared on a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy at all.

The two of them moved forward at a fast pace, and at last they could not feel the vines hindering their progress at all.

Like a whirlwind blowing through the depths of the forest, Renard cut a path through the dense forest, comparable to the speed of a gardener driving a hoe to trim the turf.

It took the two men less than half an hour to climb the hill that would have taken them two hours to walk.

As time passed, Renard's arm began to tremble, and he didn't even notice it, except that the slash was a little laborious.

When he was about to use all his strength to slash his sword, Cliffor grabbed his wrist with a faster speed and lightly: "Rest for a while, don't wear your bones out." ”

It was only then that Renard felt a monstrous tiredness hit him, and his arms were numb and swollen, as if they were useless.

If Cliffor hadn't stopped it in time, there was a real chance that his arm would have been destroyed.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for gaining a bit of Strength attribute. ”

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for gaining a bit of agility. ”

Reynard's face couldn't see excitement, because he felt that he deserved it, after all, he had suffered so much, if his strength hadn't improved, wouldn't God have no eyes.

He added strength skill points to precision, and agility skill points to control.

Now he has gradually come to understand that strength is secondary, and the important thing is how to exert his strength.

Of course, he does not deny that one force will drop ten, but it is under the suppression of absolute power, if you don't have the strength to crush the opponent, it is better to learn skills honestly.

"Host Attributes, Strength: Seventeen (plus five), Dexterity: Eighteen, Intelligence: Fourteen, Charisma: Thirteen, Potential: Zero, Unassigned Skill Points: Zero. ”

"The skill level of the host strength system is, Iron Bone: Six, Attack: Five, Accuracy: Six. ”

"The skill level of the host agility system is, Riding Skill: Five, Martial Skill: Six, Mastery: Seven. ”

"The skill level of the host intelligence department is, Douqi Usage: Zero, Unforgettable: Fourteen, Tactical Command: Zero"

"The skill level of the host charisma system is, Domination: Five, Valor: Four, Frequent Death: Four. ”

"Host Mastery Skill: Quick Sword. ”