"Come, observe the sword dance moves for the teacher. ”

Wuliang twisted his body, and the fluorescent sword in his hand stood horizontally on his chest, intersecting his line of sight.

He bit off a finger, letting the orange-gold blood of the god drip on the surface of the sword, and the finger swiped the momentum, making the entire sword body glow with golden light, full of irritable and domineering power, and the mountains and rivers fell under the sword.

Although the fluorescent sword is an imaginary structure, it can now resonate with the blood of the gods, which is really wonderful.

Like Wu Ming's iron sword, there is no scabbard to protect it.

Because in most cases, the more high-end the sword, the less it needs a scabbard as a burden. Even if it's to hide unnecessary edges, or to be afraid of hurting others or objects, just wrap it in a sword case or a highly flexible cloth.

Scabbards and everything, they are all dispensable.

Of course, everything needs a scabbard and cannot be stored in a special space that has been carved out.

People don't do this way basically.

"The sword, often used as a symbol of justice, is widely respected and trusted by the world. ”

"If you want to achieve the pinnacle of world-class achievements in kendo, you need to be blessed with extremely high talents, and at the same time, you need to study hard day and night to make a breakthrough in your comprehension, and your attainments will naturally soar. ”

Wuliang danced the sword while talking, slowly, just some bits and pieces of fur, after all, this was just the beginning.

"Those who use the sword to the depths all understand the true meaning of the sword. ”

"All things have spirituality, and they can know each other and understand each other's mysteries. The sword is also the same, refining to the Mahayana can achieve the 'unity of man and sword', and it will be sublimated to the terrifying level of landslides and earth cracks in an instant, and the power can be imagined. ”

"The key difficulty lies in the word 'one'. ”

Wu Ming stood in place, holding the hilt of his sword in both hands and sticking it on the ground, his eyes staring at his master.

He is very focused and persistent.

It is because he knows that his current strength is too small, and he has no power to restrain the chicken, and he is weaker than the weak chicken, so that if he is weak to a certain extent, he will be easily completely crushed by others.

The strongest is his only noble goal.

In the same way, a weak country has no diplomacy, and if it falls behind, it will be beaten, scolded, humiliated, and sanctioned by bullying.

No one wants to be in such a difficult situation.

"Only by gathering all of us as one and one side can we repeatedly defeat strong enemies by surprise. ”

"First of all, you need to be proficient enough with your sword and have enough insight into it. Describe its shape in the heart, depict its lines, and then copy its essence and characteristics, so as to be the same, and condense the true meaning of the senses. ”

"However, among some rare treasures, there are not a few sword intents that can condense on their own, gradually cultivate into refinement, and turn into sword spirits to attach to them, strengthening the power in the sword, and giving it a specific effect of skyrocketing. ”

After an inconspicuous acrobatic session, Wuliang obviously just let Wu Ming get used to it first, otherwise it would be difficult to imitate it successfully in the future. Moreover, learning martial arts and learning literature is not something that can be done overnight, and it takes a long and boring accumulation of precipitation to gradually become complete.

He coughed lightly, "Comprehend the true meaning and let the sword in your hand be used as you like, and you need to rely on the irrigation and volatilization of the spirit, otherwise it will only fall short and be self-defeating." ”

Then, the immeasurable conducts a formal walkthrough.

"For swordsmanship, the teacher will only teach you one move, which is called: "Wuxiang Sword Technique". At the same time, it is also a complete set of swordsmanship, but only one and a half moves. ”

"It's easy!"

The wind is sluggish, and the immeasurable Tianzun moves against the wind.

The fluorescent sword fluttered, slashing through the air one after another, and unleashed its fists and kicks without any pressure.

He swings his sword with great power, sometimes attacking and sometimes defending, or he dodges in a flash, with different speeds and strengths, and it is impossible to accurately predict it, as if attacking rather than attacking and defending, but doing everything in his power to dodge.

The predictions of others here seem a little depressed and barren, and they can't even distinguish between truth and falsehood, can't distinguish between fiction and reality, and almost can't figure out what to do, so they can't start at all.

It's like a feint.

Whoosh!

The air around him shook violently.

Streams of piercing sonic booms swept out, and the sword qi raged in the sky, and small tornadoes were formed where the fluorescent sword danced, sucking the surrounding mud and stone dust to circulate, and the whirlpool in the air floated and rolled.

Immediately, it was shattered by the invisible sword qi, and once again turned into countless small points of eermouth attached to the tornado.

Wu Ming retreated a few feet away in shock, not daring to move forward!

Ratus, who was asleep, was also awakened, and fled with his tail between his legs, hiding behind a small hill to watch.

The ground under his feet also collapsed a little, irregular cracks appeared, and his surroundings were even more chaotic, either large stones turned to ash or large areas of grass were uprooted, and a handful of ground was cut into pieces.

He didn't use all his strength, he didn't even succeed, but he was already terrifying in front of mortals.

But it doesn't stop there.

In Wu Ming's field of vision, when the master was dancing the sword in the dragon scroll, there seemed to be a strange illusory figure fighting with him in front of him, looking at his vague physique, it seemed that it was a sample that Wuliang deliberately copied with his own shadow, and he was also holding a fluorescent sword in his palm and waving it.

That 'shadow' is a sparring partner, but its force value is at the level of a great grandmaster, and the head of an ordinary martial arts school may not be able to withstand his scrutiny. Therefore, immeasurable is also fighting with another self.

For a while, two sword qi tornadoes erupted!

The immeasurable swordsmanship is extremely exquisite, and the slash, block, stroke and stab of the fluorescent sword are all vivid.

The condensation and convergence of sword intent were all engraved in his god-level mind, when and under what circumstances what kind of moves should be made, what kind of moves should be used, how to overcome and deal with them, and so on, all of which he knew at a glance.

The enemy attacks, and I defend.

If the enemy defends, I will not attack, but look for its weak point.

The enemy puts the ultimate ultimate, I flash!

If the enemy doesn't move, I move!!

The result is a one-move victory, a blockbuster!!

......

After watching it for a long time, Wu Ming's brain finally opened and realized the true meaning of half a star.

And that's—

Improvise!

Grasp the best opportunity, at the most critical moment to use the most appropriate decision-making and the most appropriate force, in order to achieve the most effective results, this is the best strategy, the most appropriate implementation of the strategy.

Wu Ming can be regarded as seeing the tip of the iceberg.

At this time, Wuliang had completely defeated his shadow, slowly shook his body, and the fluorescent sword was tucked behind his shoulder, and walked towards Wu Ming.

Little Wu Ming also rushed towards him, and Rats galloped.

"Ming'er, do you have an understanding?" asked Wuliang.

"Yes, but there are not many of them, and I'm afraid there are still some shortcomings. ”

Wu Ming replied truthfully, he is not the kind of person who doesn't know how to pretend to understand and always loves to be a big hero, and his style of action is to abide by a certain proportion.

He also has specific principles for correcting his own disorders and regulating his words and actions.

Fang Cai's sword fiddling, Wu Ming has engraved it into his brain, and the whole idea is clear, with logistics and practice of this sword technique, presumably he will be able to do this step immeasurably in the future, comparable to the great grandmaster!