After eating breakfast the next day, Zhao Li went to the laboratory for a turn, and then took everyone to change into practice clothes and walked towards the park.

"You're here! There are more than a dozen swords here, you all divide them, and then everyone spread out a little and follow me to learn one move at a time! Master Xiang returned to yesterday's deep face.

The sword was an ordinary iron sword, and it hadn't opened yet, but everyone made a few excited gestures, and everyone stopped quietly until they spoke to the master.

"The first move, stab! The vertical sword or the flat sword goes straight forward as a thorn, and the force reaches the tip of the sword; The second trick, split! Standing sword, sharpened from top to bottom, force to reach the sword body; The third trick, flirt! The tip of the sword is hung from the front up, backward or downward, and backward, reaching the front of the sword body; The fourth trick ......" Under the practice of talking to the master, a set of basic swordsmanship appeared in the eyes of everyone like flowing water.

Zhao Li's mental power paid attention to his every move when he began to practice with his master. He found that practicing the sword to the master was not just a movement on the surface of his body, but every muscle in his body vibrated with the sword moves. The force of the muscles moves in one direction when each move is made.

"Sword moves, muscles, frequency!" Zhao Li forgot the sword move in his eyes and forgot what he said to his master. His mental power worked with this basic set of sword moves. When Master Xiang finished practicing a set of swordsmanship, Zhao Li also closed his eyes.

"How, how do you feel when you see it?" Master Xiang turned around and asked.

The first concern was Zhao Li, but when he looked at Zhao Li, he did find that the other party had his eyes closed and didn't know what he was doing there.

"Uh, Zhao Li!" When Master Xiang was about to say something, Kong Lao suddenly stopped him.

"Master Xiang and so on, Ziming may have realized something."

He had seen this situation many times, and when he saw the situation of this disciple, he knew that he had fallen into enlightenment again.

"Feelings. No way! Master Xiang was surprised.

The first time I learned the sword, I had an understanding, how could it be, no matter how talented he was, he wouldn't be a genius to this extent, but he didn't finish sighing. Zhao Li opened his eyes.

A bright light flashed from his eyes, and he saw Zhao Li shake the sword in his hand, and his body moved with the basic sword technique. Stab. Cutting, teasing, hanging, cloud, pointing, collapsing, cutting, cutting sword moves were practiced by Zhao Li. It may be a little strange at first. But after a swordsmanship, Zhao Li's movements also became accustomed to it. Quadratic. Three times, Zhao Li's swordsmanship became faster and faster, and it became more and more agile. That's right, everyone can feel that Zhao Li's swordsmanship seems to come to life.

"No, it's impossible," Master Xiang muttered to himself with a pale face.

But the Confucian family did discuss excitedly.

"I knew that Ziming couldn't be looked at as an ordinary person, as soon as he learned the sword, it was like learning for decades."

"Indeed, fortunately, we are all mentally prepared for this!"

Kong Lao also looked at the figure in the venue with a smile, very proud. This is the dark horse of Confucianism, and it is with his existence. Confucianism was not suppressed by Taoism and Buddhism.

As the swordsmanship became faster and faster, Zhao Li couldn't help but close his eyes, letting the swordsmanship move with his own feelings. The nine basic sword moves seemed to have changed under his sword, and he could do whatever he was comfortable with. The swordsmanship is getting faster and faster, and there are afterimages one after another.

There are more and more afterimages in the venue, one. Two, three. The sword moves changed too quickly, and these afterimages actually formed basic sword moves.

"No, it's scary!" At this time, Kong Fan and a few of them opened their mouths in shock.

Master Xiang couldn't think anymore, and he could only look at the shadows in the field as stupidly as Kong Fan and the others. That's right. They could indeed only see a shadow moving now.

"Groan!" A sword roar came from it.

"Click!" With a sound, Zhao Licai woke up from the Wu Sword, looked at the iron sword that was broken into two sections in his hand, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Wow, Ziming, it's terrible, if you continue to do this, we can still learn swords happily!" The second senior brother shouted.

"Yes, I said that we would learn the sword together, why did you go alone?" The second brother Kong Long also laughed evilly.

The second senior brother and the second brother made a fuss, and Master Xiang also woke up from his daze, and immediately ran towards Zhao Li with excitement on his face.

"Oh my God, Zhao Li, how did you practice, are you sure you haven't studied for decades, otherwise how could you learn the sword for the first time and be more powerful than me, who has studied for decades, I still can't practice the afterimage."

The afterimage, which has always only existed in legends, was actually seen by himself today.

"Don't get excited, let's talk slowly!" Zhao Li said calmly: "I am indeed the first day to learn swordsmanship, and if I can practice it so well, it is also good to teach it to you, master, as for the afterimage, if your body can be fast enough to a certain extent, it can be realized!" ”

"Can you learn like this on the first day of sword learning?" Xiang Shi looked like he was shocked.

But Kong Lao couldn't care about him so much, so he walked over directly and pulled Zhao Li aside and asked.

"Ziming, do you feel about practicing swords?"

"Feeling, to say that it really feels, I use sword moves to drive the muscles of the whole body, and I practice how comfortable my body is. Like reading, there is a special charm. Zhao Li thought for a while.

He can't say what he feels, he can only feel it himself.

"I see, it seems that we still have to practice by ourselves," Kong Lao said a little disappointed. When he saw that his disciple was practicing so well, he thought he had some kind of skill. I didn't expect this to be by feeling, it's the same as reading, but one is physical and the other is mental.

Even Kong Fan, who was gathered around, was a little disappointed. It seems that no one can take shortcuts.

Looking at the group of Confucian people, Master Xiang suddenly felt a sense of loss. There is no more passion for teaching yesterday. Slowly walked to Zhao Li's side and said, "Alas, Zhao Li, I originally wanted to teach you for a few days, but since your swordsmanship is better than mine, your disciple will also let you teach it!" ”

"Ah, no, Master Xiang or you to teach, although I have practiced better, but the experience of teaching swordsmanship is still not as good as yours!" Zhao Li said embarrassedly.

"Okay, you don't have to rub powder on my face, although I was hit by you, but I will be happier if you can practice better, after all, your swordsmanship was also taught by me, but seeing the apprentice surpass the master so quickly, I really don't have the mood to teach swords now." Master Xiang doesn't know what kind of mood he is in now, there is excitement, there is loss, there is ...... There are all kinds of ideas.

"Okay, since Master Xiang has decided, I won't force it, I will call you for the teaching fee, and my Confucian academy will be built on Jiangxin Island in two months, if you want to learn our Confucian martial arts, come to me on the island!" Zhao Li looked at the other party and said this, so he was not reluctant.

"Okay, then Zhao Li, Kong Lao, I'll go first," Master Xiang was very disappointed, and everyone could see it. So what to say too.

"Alas, Ziming, you have to pay attention in the future, you haven't learned the golden mean of our Confucianism, look at it, there is another person who has been hit by you, if it weren't for us, we would have been hit by you!" Kong Lao looked at this disciple and sighed.

He also knew that Zhao Li couldn't be blamed for this, he was trapped in the Wu Sword at that time, and he didn't have any feelings for the outside world. But when he saw Master Xiang's lost figure, he sometimes remembered himself.

"Yes, little brother, you really have to be big with you, otherwise you will die of jealousy." Kong Fan said in a deep voice.

"Yes, junior brother, don't always hit us!" The elder brother also smiled.

"Master, I didn't mean it, I'm usually very low-key," Zhao Li also half-jokingly said: "It's just that sometimes I can't help it, just like this time, I suddenly fell into enlightenment, and I can't help it?" ”

said so, but Zhao Li still secretly made a decision to himself, and it seems that it is better to be less in the limelight in the future. In the future, we should also look at the mean. It is not good for you to shoot the first bird, and it is not good for you to be on the cusp of the storm all the time.

"Okay, we're just talking, let's learn swords, now that you have made our teacher angry, I'll leave the matter of teaching swords to you!" Kong Lao waved his hand.

If you talk to this disciple again, it will be even more devastating, and it is indeed as he said, if people want to enlighten the Tao, do they have to choose a good place to hide?

So Zhao Li became a swordsmanship teacher again and taught everyone swordsmanship.

"Big brother, your sword move is wrong, it's too dead, your muscles are all moving, and the strength of the muscles of the whole body like mine is in one place."

"Second Senior Brother, what about your strength, practicing the sword is to transfer the strength to the sword." ……

With the power of the mind, every sword move of Kong Fan was reflected in his mind, and Zhao Li also corrected their movements little by little according to his own feelings. Not to mention that in just one day, Kong Fan's basic swordsmanship has already been decent. (To be continued......)