"Everywhere you go every day, what is the use of swinging your sword?" the woodcutter grinned, and in the middle of his thick beard, his white teeth were exposed, the same as his fair skin, which made Li Tianzhao feel strange every time.

How can a woodcutter who cuts down trees every day be so white?

"I'm practicing!" Li Tianzhao replied confidently.

"Then you haven't thought that I'm also practicing?" the woodcutter looked into his eyes with a big smile.

“...... It makes sense, who said you can't cut down trees to practice?" Li Tianzhao couldn't help laughing.

It was already quite strange for him to practice by himself, and his footwork put him in a state of rotation and movement, because he pondered that relying on this kind of rotation could make the body achieve the miracle effect of 'the fastest curve', so that watching his body movements was always very large, in fact, with the action of the sword, it was always faster than the pursuit of the minimum distance and the number of movements.

If he is so proficient in body and swordsmanship, he believes that his combat effectiveness will be raised to a new level.

It's just that it's not that easy.

There is more than one curve that is faster than a straight line, but how do you always reach or infinitely approach the path of the fastest curve?

It's hard enough, and you have to practice all kinds of moves over and over again.

But what is more difficult is that the external environment, such as the terrain, such as obstacles, and even the size, strength, and direction of the wind, will cause the fastest curve in each movement to change.

Even if you are standing in the same place, swinging the same movement, the direction of the wind, the wind force, will change the path of the fastest curve.

He had to repeat himself over and over again, endlessly practice his body and sword moves, and he had to concentrate on mastering the laws of change of the fastest curve under the influence of various environments and climates.

In fact, this is a bit too much pursuit of perfection, because Li Tianzhao only needs to be faster than a normal straight line, which is enough.

But he was not satisfied with this, because he had an imaginary enemy in his heart.

If one day, when he meets the enemy who defeated his mother, if that person also knows the secret that curves can be faster, then how can he win?

He can only be invincible if he tries his best to make every change in his body and every sword reach the closest to perfect curve state.

So he has been practicing, practicing both body and sword moves when walking, and in the process of endless repetition of practice, he pursues the most perfect curves.

The woodcutter said that he was always practicing his sword, and that was the case with him.

Li Tianzhao watched the woodcutter grab the axe and walk to another tree, lift it up and cut it down.

He doesn't bother when he changes his usual life, but he's been really lonely lately.

When I usually walked around, I passed by nine houses, teasing the children, chatting with the women for a while, and there was always someone to talk to.

Now there is no one else, he can only say to the air.

Baishan Town, apart from him, is also a living woodcutter.

"Where the hell do you live? The families in the village know you, but no one knows where you live. ”

"In the mountains, in the depths of the clouds. The woodcutter laughed, still not explaining.

"Everyone has moved away, there are only two big living people left in Baishan Town, no matter how far you live, I also have the leisure to chat with you, and it is not boring to eat together. Li Tianzhao walked casually, waved his sword, and spoke in his mouth, but he did not delay his practice.

The woodcutter cut down the tree and replied, "Life is lonely, so it's better to adapt to it early." For people who are accustomed to loneliness, the most terrible thing is to suddenly have a companion, and this partner is destined to leave someday in the future. It is more painful to gain and lose than not to get it. I think it's good to be like this now, and I occasionally meet and talk for a while, and I don't need to remember if I don't see each other. ”

"I heard them say, you have been in the mountains and forests for many years, what kind of pain have you experienced to be like this?" Li Tianzhao said with great feelings: "After my father and mother died in battle, they have been practicing diligently. I can't get close to the girls I like, I can't participate in the fun of my friends, and I don't participate in the activities where the big guys get together. I always remember in my heart that I can't relax, I have to practice hard, so that I can have the ability to step into the Martial King Hall faster in the future to resurrect them. ”

The woodcutter listened and was not surprised, it was not surprising that a person like Li Tianzhao, who was suddenly in loneliness, would talk about his heart abnormally.

"I felt lonely at the time, but I thought I wasn't afraid of loneliness. When I came here, I consciously adjusted very quickly, and it wasn't until everyone was gone that I realized that it was not really lonely at all. Every day when I eat, I see everyone in the village, listen to them, and talk to them. Recently, I can't even see people, I can't hear people's voices, this is really loneliness, and the taste is simply unbearable!" Li Tianzhao didn't like this kind of uncontrollable vulnerability, but he had to admit that he couldn't face this loneliness immediately and calmly.

"After a long time, you will always get used to it. The woodcutter's tone seemed to be the most concise summary of the people who had come over.

"I think so. Until then, if you're idle anyway, maybe you'll wander to your place one day, and if you bother, please bear with me. ”

The woodcutter smiled and said, "I've heard of a lot of forbearance, and it's fresh with a little forbearance." ”

"Please bear with me for no reason, I always feel that it is too unreasonable, and if you are a little forgiving, it will not make you too uncomfortable, once you can't stand the interruption and say it, I will adjust and restrain myself." "Li Tianzhao has long been accustomed to cultivating without being disrupted by others, and he doesn't like to disturb the woodcutter's living habits.

"Seeing that you are so reasonable and know to think for me, then I will reluctantly embarrass it and bear with you a little. The woodcutter laughed, looking quite amused.

Li Tian took care of the tree and fell again, and saw that the woodcutter was cutting off the branches and leaves, and his attention was concentrated, he had been practicing in one place for a long time, and his footwork became a mechanical repetition, so he took the opportunity to walk away.

A moment he returned wielding his sword, only to find that the woodcutter was gone.

Two trees are also missing.

He looked around, but there was not even a trace to catch.

The people in the village said that this woodcutter was very capable, and it seemed to be true. With two trees, how can you not touch other branches and leaves, and leave traces on the bushes and the like?' Li Tianzhao observed and looked at it for a long time, and there was really no clue to follow.

However, it is not the first time that the woodcutter has come and gone suddenly.

Li Tianzhao brandished his sword by himself, continued to practice, and swayed around the mountains and forests at will.

Every time the people from the city who were transporting supplies came, Li Tianzhao would ask if there was a letter and why the merit documents had not yet arrived.

The man said that the person who delivered the merit document fell ill on the way and turned back, and he had to wait for the place where he was to rearrange someone to deliver it, and in terms of the process, it might take another half a year.

Li Tianzhao had lost his temper for a long time, and he was so godly about these operations against him.

If he disagrees with the result of the merit award, he must rely on the specific content of the document as the basis for filing a complaint.

But he can't even see the merit papers, what is the basis for this?

He can't just sue and say that he was originally a lone merit, why did he reward so many people?

His original solo skills can't reach the level of a hundred generals!

Obviously, those who targeted him, in case he wanted to make trouble, he couldn't send the merit papers, and he couldn't leave his post and run back.

This matter has dragged on for so long.

When will he leave here to have a chance to file a lawsuit, but when will he leave?

As the days passed, Li Tianzhao pondered his body and sword moves every day, which was tantamount to groping and creating by himself with the fastest curve as the core.

There are always new gains, and I can't stop thinking about things in my head.

The strength of the battle seal replenishes his physical strength, and it makes his cultivation more efficient than in the past, and he used to have to take it easy, and squint for a while when he was tired.

Now he often practices until the early hours of the morning, and because he tries a subtle trick, he is not tired at all, until the results are finally verified, and he will feel that his head is fluttering, and he can fall asleep when he falls.

Many times, he actually slept in the trees.

The woodcutter appeared under the tree, looked up at Li Tianzhao, who was still holding a sword in his sleep, shook his head, and went away to choose a tree suitable for cutting.

The woodcutters left behind in Baishan Town saw one after another, but the worst one was the first, and then Li Tianzhao, because they were all lonely guarding the border.

The woodcutter didn't expect Li Tianzhao to practice diligently every day and be able to persist for so long.

In this case, no one appreciates or praises the daily exercises, and there is no actual combat verification of whether you become strong or not, and you will not get merit or a sense of achievement.

There is nothing, but Li Tianzhao can still practice every day.

The woodcutter knew that he was in order to step into the palace of King Wu in the future to resurrect his parents, and it was said that he was hateful, but Li Tianzhao did not have the eyes of hatred for the world.

On this day, Li Tianzhao slept on the tree again, and when he woke up, he looked for the nearest stream to wash, but saw the woodcutter roasting pheasants by the stream.

And more than one.

The woodcutter pointed to a pheasant, and Li Tianzhao was not polite, went over and sat by the fire, and said with a smile: "Next time I will hunt some game and invite you, I just don't know when I can meet it, make an appointment?"

"When you're ready, I'll come when I smell the incense. Li Tianzhao really didn't believe what the woodcutter said.

"That's too, how far can you smell from your nose?"

"Far more than you estimated. The woodcutter didn't seem to be joking, Li Tianzhao couldn't help but be skeptical, and asked very seriously: "Really?"

"No kidding. Whenever you bake it, I'll smell it. ”

"I really want to see it for a long time!" Li Tianzhao really didn't believe it, but he felt too eager, maybe he would be counted by the woodcutter to his thoughts, so it was not by smelling the fragrance with his nose.

So Li Tianzhao endured his impatience and decided to draw lots at a certain time and moment eleven days later.

He prepared his things, picked a random place, set up a fire and roasted it.

The place is improvised, the time is decided by drawing lots, and the woodcutter's nose really has the ability to cross the mountains and smell the aroma of barbecue?

The meat is getting cooked.

Li Tianzhao looked around, not believing it, but also looking forward to seeing it again.

However, seeing that the mutton is cooked and fragrant, if it is roasted again, it will be mushy.

Looking around, where is there any trace of the woodcutter?

Li Tianzhao shook his head, took a piece of meat, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "I actually take a joke seriously! I have prepared so much meat, I can only let go of my belly and hold it up!"

Li Tianzhao just put the leg of mutton to his mouth, and suddenly felt something strange behind him, he couldn't help frowning, quickly jumped forward, turned around, pressed the sword, and turned back.

A series of actions in one go!

There is a man standing behind him, a woodcutter.

He really came, and he came abruptly, without the slightest hint of any movement that should have been in the process.

Li Tianzhao bit the leg of mutton in his mouth, held a sword in his hand, pointed at the woodcutter, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

"How can you get close and silent? What the hell are you, what the hell are you capable of?"