Chapter 35: The Dawn of the Sword Language
"Oops, don't be angry~"
On the way back to the palace, Qinglan comforted all the way, knowing that Chaolu was a person with strong self-esteem, and the last time he was offended by Baili Liuyun, he was also revenged, not to mention being embarrassed by the eldest lady in public, hey!
"Damn! What's the big dealβ"
As soon as he stepped into the gate of the palace, Chaolu finally couldn't help shouting, isn't it better martial arts and swordsmanship? No, no, no, from now on, you must practice martial arts well, and you must not be looked down upon again! Do you think that you didn't do well in math before the college entrance examination, and you didn't have to fight for a few months to put your score up?
Seeing Chaolu's resentful expression from a distance, Chen Yao walked over curiously: "What's wrong with her?" β
Qinglan sighed helplessly and recounted what had just happened in the market.
Heavenly Sword Gate? Tatsuyo raised her eyebrows, her gaze indifferently swept over Chaolu's depressed face.
The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became, Chao Lu clenched his fists and made up his mind: "Hmph, I also want to learn swordsmanship!" Then defeat that stinky girl and take back the hairpin! β
Hearing this, Qinglan was speechless for an instant, dare you still think about the hairpin~" Since you want to learn swordsmanship," Chen Yao raised his eyebrows and looked back at Chaolu, "Why don't I teach you?" β
Hey? Chao Lu was stunned, and couldn't believe that this little ghost, who had always looked down on him, would say such a thing: "Are you really willing to teach me?" β
"Why not?"
"Okay, then it's a deal!"
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So, Chaolu confidently followed Chen Yao to the backyard to practice martial arts.
And the black-clothed young man with his back against the stake, with a cold and arrogant narrow phoenix eyes slightly raised, looked Chaolu up and down, and his gaze was so sharp that he was numb to Lu's scalp.
Hey, I thought Chen Yao's character must be lazy and casual, but it doesn't seem to be like this...... I feel like it's going to be very harsh~" continued. β
He threw over a long sword.
Dang You finally caught it, but found that the sword looked very light, but the actual weight was really not light, so he stumbled a few times before holding it steadily.
However, instead of using the pitch-black sword that had been hanging from his waist, Tatsuyao pulled out another ordinary long sword and attacked Chaolu.
"Oh my god!" didn't react at all, Chao Lu hurriedly raised his sword to block, but he could only use the sword as a stick, and he danced in a mess at all, but in a few seconds, Chen Yao picked off the blade and fell aside, and she also sat on the ground due to the unstable center of gravity.
"The foundation is too bad."
He withdrew the blade of his sword, and the black clothes were driven by the sword qi to spin into a sassy arc.
Cut, people haven't learned swordsmanship~ Chaolu muttered in a low voice: "Otherwise, I wouldn't have been bullied everywhere~"
"Although the swordsmanship of the Heavenly Sword Gate is a bit of a useless showcase, if you don't work hard, you will only be cut down~" Chen Yao sighed helplessly, "Let's start with the basics first." "I started to learn swords when I was more than ten years old, and I really started too late, there is no way, it seems that I have to step up my training!
In this way, the devil training, which was a hundred times more severe than in the Dragon Tiger Gate, began......
"Smack!"
The back of the head was struck, and Chaolu covered it in pain.
"Didn't you practice swinging your sword a thousand times? And the fugue? Chen Yao walked up to Chaolu with a cold face.
This stinky boy wanted to fight back with a backhand, but he was a teacher, so Chaolu had to swallow this breath in a reluctant.
"Morning dew!"
Xiao Liu's voice came from behind him.
"Ah, here comes my faithful little brother!" Chao Lu pushed Chen Yao away, walked towards Xiao Liu with a smile, and sighed when he saw the food box in the other party's hand, this is simply a model among the little brothers, a model among the models! So he ran towards the model little brother with great joy.
Xiao Liu gritted his teeth and glared at Chen Yao while taking out the pastries in the food box: "I saw him beat you!" is so fierce, Chaolu don't want to learn from him, I'll teach you! β
"Well, you don't know how to swordsmanship......"
Thinking about it, Xiao Liu touched his head awkwardly, what he is better at is fist kung fu.
"Just for a hairpin, are you going to do it?" Yu Fengxian shook the folding fan and walked slowly from the other side, he had already heard Qinglan say about this matter, and he had also heard of the temper of Nangong Qian, the eldest lady of the Heavenly Sword Gate, and most people automatically took a detour when they saw her, but they didn't expect Chaolu to be against others! One eldest lady has a violent temper, and the other doesn't admit defeat~ "No matter! I'm going to beat her-" Just admit defeat to a Lori who is a lot younger than herself, I'm sorry she can't do it! Why did she come to this world to swallow her anger everywhere and be trampled on her head? First it was a hundred miles of flowing clouds, and then it was this Nangong Qian, phew! Don't wait for the old lady to break it......
Sighing helplessly, Yu Fengxian suddenly remembered something, so he said casually: "As the number one sect of swordsmanship in the Central Plains, the Heavenly Sword Sect holds a sword trial conference every year, if you really want to defeat Nangong Qian, it is an opportunity......
Sword test meeting?!
Hearing this, Chaolu was refreshed, and hurriedly ran to Yu Fengxian: "How long is it?" β
"Two months."
No way? Time is so tight......
The glass heart shattered to the ground, and in disappointment he hid in the corner of the wall to draw circles.
"I'm here, what are you afraid of!" Tatsuyao bent down to pick up the long sword that Chaolu had dropped on the ground and handed it to her again, "As long as you do what I say, two months will be enough." β
Are you sure? Raise your head pitifully, don't lie to me~" The premise is that you have to listen to me. Chen Yao hugged his arms against the wall, and his fingers wrapped in his palms looked slender and powerful.
Aaro solemnly grasped the hilt of the sword and continued to practice swinging the sword diligently......
"Split, chop, intercept, tease, pick, hook, pierce, pierce, wipe, sweep, point, collapse, hang, cloud," Chen Yao walked around Chaolu, "You remember, every sword move must be used in practice, there is no need to stick to the sword spectrum and formula, there is no sword secret that can make you invincible in the world if you practice, the most powerful sword spectrum in the world is stored in everyone's heart, and only the moves that create zΓ o according to their actual situation can exert the greatest power......"
Standing in the distance and quietly observing, Yu Fengxian's eyes were always locked on the black-clothed young man, who had such a high attainment in swordsmanship at a young age, although he had never seen him really make a move, but it was certain that it was not small, and the sword on the young man's waist was pitch black......
For some reason, every time I get close, I feel a chill.
Retreating into the shadows, Yu Fengxian raised his hand to summon a masked man in black, and commanded with a cold expression: "Go and check the details of that young man for me!" β
"Yesβ"
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"Hey, Tatsuyo!" Chaolu was practicing the sword, and the same action was repeated for almost half an hour, thinking that it was almost time to let him teach the next action, "I've practiced this, come and see if it's standard!" β
The black-clothed boy jumped off the roof and landed behind Chao Lu.
"You're not right," Chen Yao frowned and watched Chaolu's movements, and snatched the long sword from Chaolu's hand in an instant-"Look at it, hold the hilt of the sword, the arm rotates inward, and the blade of the sword goes around the back of the body from the top right......" I saw that the long sword was like a white snake spitting out a letter in the young man's hand, and he completed a complete set of sword postures in a flash of cold light.
"I'll try again!" Chaolu learned Tatsuyao's movements and did it again, "Is this time right?" β
It's still not right, Chen Yao sighed slowly, and then simply grabbed Chaolu's right hand holding the sword and took her into his arms.
"Y-What are you doing?!" Chaolu was taken aback and hurriedly put his hand against the crook of the young man's arm, but he couldn't move for half a minute, and the faint medicinal fragrance on the young man's body rushed to his face, making Chaolu lose his mind for a moment.
But the boy didn't care how she struggled, he only focused on teaching: "When you pick up the sword, the tiger's mouth is obliquely downward and hold the hilt," hand-in-hand correcting Chaolu's posture of holding the sword, and with a slight side of his head, you can see the young man's ruddy thin lips and pointed chin, and the fine soft hair with the same medicinal fragrance gently brushes Chaolu's forehead, "Concentrate the strength of the body on the front of the blade." β
"Tatsuyao...... Do you get hurt often? Chaolu looked at the young man's delicate side face in a daze, and an inexplicable sadness suddenly rose in his heart.
The young man was stunned, and he didn't come back to his senses from Chaolu's question for a while.
"Why do you ask?" After a long silence, Chen Yao's voice was slightly hoarse.
"You have a scent of herbs on your body, just like ......" is like a perennial injury that has accumulated into a fixed body odor after being medicated. Chaolu couldn't say any more.
Looking at Chen Yao's age, he is at most sixteen years old, right? is similar to his nephew who is in junior high school, even if the dress of this black-clothed long sword and his fierce aura somewhat conceal the slenderness and weakness of the boy himself, but he is just a child after all. What are kids of this age doing in the 21st century β skipping class and playing computer games? Pestering parents to be coquettish and ask for pocket money? However, the sixteen-year-old boy in front of him had a more vicissitudes of life in his eyes than an adult, and he relied on a sword to go into the rivers and lakes alone. This is not a medicinal fragrance that can be accumulated overnight, and it may mean that this child has suffered unimaginable pain......
Silently letting go of the hand holding Chaolu, Chen Yao's always cold gaze was dim for a moment, but it was quickly frozen by more indifference, and turned away without saying a word.
"Wait!"
Chaolu blurted out a scream, so loud that even she was startled, and strode over and held the cold hand tightly, fearing that if she let go, the child would sink in the darkness as if he had lost his way.
"I will practice hard and become very strong, I will be able to protect you in the future, and you will not be hurt again!"
If he had changed his usual life, Chen Yao would have sneered at her with a loud laugh, but today, he just smiled at the bright-eyed girl and said in a flat tone: "Okay, I'll wait for the day when you become stronger." β
Chaolu couldn't help but be stunned, this seemed to be the first time Chen Yao showed a real smile.
It's not the usual evil sneer, nor the disdainful sneer when ridiculing oneself, but a frank and bright smile like a sixteen-year-old boy. This clear, clean and crystal-like smile, lined with gardenias in full bloom, is breathtakingly beautiful......
Extra: The ruins of the dawn of blood and the fire, a dirty child sits helplessly among the mountains of corpses, his clear pupils reflect this hellish scene on earth, but he is completely frightened, neither crying nor making trouble.
Under the canopy of dawn, a tall one-armed man had a pitch-black sword hanging from his waist, and his sword-like and cold face was expressionless, so he walked slowly forward on the blood-stained land without squinting. When he passed by the hollow-eyed toddler in the pile of corpses, he stopped without warning.
The sturdy figure bowed slightly, held the child up in his arms, pressed his slightly bearded chin against the top of the child's soft hair, looked at the sky with a few remnant stars with resentment, and said slowly: "The sky will dawn and the stars will be remnant, and you will be called Chen Yao in the future!" There was a slight pause in his tone with a hint of melancholy, "Born in this world, if you don't kill people, people will kill you......"
As dawn approached, the tall man with the child in his arms stepped on the blood-stained soil, and his figure faded away......
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