Chapter 19 It's too comfortable

What others have to practice hundreds of times or thousands of times to master, Xiao Bei's little girl is likely to be able to achieve the effect as long as she waves it a few times at will.

This way of practicing swords is very intoxicating and is a rare enjoyment, no wonder the little girl likes swordsmanship so much.

For her, sword training was entertainment, not penance.

There was some envy in my heart, and I couldn't help but manipulate the girl's image to practice the sword.

I don't know how long it took, but a rough estimate should have practiced swordsmanship hundreds of times.

Xiao Nan didn't feel tired at all, but became more and more energetic the more he practiced.

By the end of the practice, he had already practiced the two eighteen-style swordsmanship of Bisi Winding and Drizzle Slope, and almost forgot that he was still practicing swords, like running in the sun in the early morning of winter, and his whole body was extremely comfortable.

At this moment, he almost confused himself as Xiao Nan or Xiao Bei.

I'm slowly getting used to this female body.

Not good.

Xiao Nan's heart sank and he came back to his senses.

The golden light around the body flickered, and the image flickered, and the body returned to its original state.

Looking down, he saw that he had recovered his body image, and the gold veins were still dim.

looked around again, but found no more of the little girl.

The image of the little girl is gone.

It should be that the golden light energy on the phantom is exhausted and disappears.

Xiao Nan was a little regretful, he still thought that he would have something to do with him to experience it a few times.

That feeling is so comfortable.

Slowly, though.

He gestured twice with his finger to his sword...... Handy, casual and natural sense of control still ripples in my heart.

"I also have an affinity for swords and a sense of vitality?"

Although it was in the misty space, Xiao Nan couldn't help but have his heart beating wildly, and his face was red.

As soon as his mind moved, he came out of the misty space, and the light and shadow in front of him changed, appearing in the room.

An arrow picked up the wooden sword on the table, and without thinking about it, he shot a "drizzle oblique".

The blade of the sword slashed through a misty smoke and slashed down diagonally, as if a slight wetness flooded over his heart.

The spring rain is silent, sneaking into the night with the wind.

Murder is like grass and does not hear a sound.

Good sword, good swordsmanship.

At this moment, he only felt like drinking elixir, and his body was extremely natural.

The sword was held in his hand, as if he had breathed...... Even if you close your eyes, you can feel the air disturbed by the blade.

"What if you change to a basic sword style?"

Suppressing the joy in his heart, Xiao Nan remembered that the basic thirteen swords he had practiced in school on weekdays were stabbing and slashing......

When the heart came to his senses, the blade of the sword jumped like an elf, using the sword movement method of the basic thirteen swords.

First the lunge stabbing sword, then followed by the side step diagonal split......

Step up, spin and slash.

The freehand style of one move is natural, and it is completely impossible to see the clumsiness and rigidity when practicing the basic sword style in the past.

I just feel that every time I shoot, there is no deliberateness, and it is very smooth and natural.

What's even more bizarre is that the power of the whole body condenses into one, converging the blades of the sword, and stabbing the air with a slight whistling.

Xiao Nan was overjoyed.

Although this body is limited in strength compared to ordinary people, it has weapons in its hands, and its attack power is also extraordinary.

It's more or less self-preservation.

"If there is a steel sword in my hand at this time, I will hold my breath again, burst out of my blood qi, and use my body strength to ...... Facing the leader of the Blood Sacrifice Evil God, he should be able to pass two moves. ”

Although he knew that if he really faced that kind of master, most of them would end up with swords and flying people, but they couldn't stop him from being happy.

This mirror birthmark is really powerful, and it is not too rebellious to be able to copy other people's talents and bless them on one's own body.

The most important thing is not the current combat power value, but the long-term development.

I got a great talent, and I can imagine how much it will help me in my future cultivation and fighting.

"I just don't know what the excitation mechanism is, it needs to consume energy, that is, the divine golden light, which can be determined.

However, when facing Miss Qin and Gu Junwu, why didn't they get the image, and they didn't move in the face of Zhang Yi.

When I got to the little girl, there was a golden image, and it gave me a huge benefit?"

What is the secret in this, Xiao Nan couldn't figure it out for a while.

There could be too many reasons......

Anyway, there is still about half of the golden light energy left, and I can always find the pattern in it by slowly groping around.

The only reliable guess now is that Xiao Bei has a blood connection with him.

If it is only related to the same blood to achieve this level, this kind of function is of little use.

Except for his father Xiao Zhenbei, who disappeared or died in another world, in this world, his relatives are only his mother and sister.

My sister's talent has been copied.

And my mother doesn't practice martial arts......

I heard that she is from a scholarly family, is she very good at reading, is it talented?

After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't be sure, Xiao Nan could only put it aside, thinking about the coolness of practicing the sword in the space before, he tightened his wrist and lifted the wooden sword with a smile.

Push open the door and go out into the courtyard.

It has the scent of grass and the breeze blows clothes, and it is a good place to practice swords.

After practicing the sword for a while, the more Xiao Nan practiced, the more hearty he became, and he was completely addicted to it, and as time went by, he almost forgot everything.

The wooden sword turned into a spring breeze drizzle, and at first it seemed slow and cramped, and the moves were distinct.

After practicing, he dances at will, and no longer sticks to one move or one style......

It looks like a basic sword style, and it seems to have a unique transportation technique.

It would be strange if someone was watching, because the ebony sword seemed to be swinging rapidly, and there was no sound in the flickering of the blade.

Just like the figure dancing alone with a sword in the corner of the courtyard is a virtual image.

"Okay, great. ”

Xiao Nan stopped, his forehead was full of beads of sweat, and the residual sword rhyme was still echoing in his heart, and he took a few long breaths, and his heart finally knew where the gap between geniuses and ordinary people was.

Compared with his younger sister, his original instinctive understanding of swordsmanship and affinity for vitality are not at the same level at all.

People in the world often say that the qualifications are not enough, and they work hard to make up.

In fact, it is actually very difficult for real ordinary people to focus on one thing and work hard.

Not seeing a little achievement for a long time will greatly damage motivation.

To put it simply, there is no fun in practicing swords and martial arts, only suffering.

In this way, its efficiency can be imagined, and the progress is naturally not worth mentioning.

Of course, it is not excluded that there is such a kind of person who regards hardship as a blessing, and the more bitter it is, the more refreshing!

That's masochism.

Even if you treat pain as pain, your nerves are very tenacious and persistent, but your achievements are actually very difficult, and the upper limit is there.

But what about the talented, whether it is in the past or the present life, Xiao Nan feels that this kind of person is completely hanging.

Just like my sister's affinity for swords, when I practice swords, I'm completely enjoying it.

You can say that she is entertaining and playing games.

But this is not to say that her cultivation is worthless, and in happiness, the speed of progress is actually faster.

Emotions are the best catalyst for practice, inspiration bursts out, and tirelessness.

It's unimaginably efficient.

Xiao Nan always knew little about the basic thirteen swords in the past, and he had no concept of the capacity of each sword and how to be accurate and fast.

And at this moment, there is no need to summarize at all, and you will naturally know what is going on in your heart.

From the angle of the sword, to the resistance of the wind, to the route of the sword, it is clear to understand.

How to swing the sword in the shortest distance, and how to mobilize every bit of strength of the arms, fingers and wrists, is instinctively controlled.

It's not about math, it's about music, without thinking or deducing.

If you don't understand, you understand, no matter how beautiful the music is, it's noise in your ears.