Chapter VIII Means
"Sir, it's too much of a compliment." This kind of praise has actually happened many times, and Liu Feng has been able to deal with it calmly and naturally. Facing Xu Shu, he raised his fist and bent down and said softly.
In Xu Shu's eyes, this move has more grace.
A fifteen-year-old boy is either happy or shy about the admiration of others. Liu Feng does have everyone's bearing.
In the face of the praise of others, we must be calm, and we must smile in the face of others' slander. This is evidence-based.
Liu Feng's status in Xu Shu's heart is actually very high, not arrogant or impatient, calm, and humbly learning. Know etiquette and understand etiquette. Now another one has been added, and there is a basis for advancing and retreating.
However, the main topic of today's talk is fencing, and Xu Shu didn't pay much attention to these side branches.
He shook his head with a smile, and then grasped the hilt of the saber at his waist. asked, "Does Feng'er know the sword?" ”
"The sword is the king of a hundred soldiers, and it is a sharp weapon for killing." Liu Cover was also stunned, and replied with a fist.
"Well, the sword is often compared to a gentleman, and the scholar wears the sword for prestige. But it can't keep up, it's a killing weapon. It is also a weapon for self-defense. Xu Shu was very satisfied with Liu Feng's decisive answer and nodded.
"There are many sword moves, which can be roughly divided into splitting, chopping, collapsing, teasing, latticing, washing, intercepting, stabbing, stirring, pressing, hanging, and clouding. Today, I will teach you how to split. Speaking of this, there was a "sonorous", but it was Xu Shu who pulled out the saber at his waist, held the sword with both hands, put on a posture, and slashed from top to bottom.
During the period, with Xu Shu's low shout, coupled with the sharp sword momentum, it looked very fierce.
This move is down, and the momentum sinks vigorously. But after doing it, Liu Fengguan Xu Shu was not red or panting, and his demeanor was calm.
Liu Feng couldn't help but admire in his heart, he was worthy of Xu Yuanzhi, who could be literate and martial, could reach the world, and could kill people on the street.
This move is the first momentum, to give the enemy a feeling that he will not take his surname and will never look back. The enemy must avoid it, so that he will have the advantage and win by one point. Xu Shu not only made a move, but also explained the move in detail.
After finishing speaking, Xu Shu returned the sword to the sheath and said to Liu Feng: "You can do it again." ”
"No."
Liu Feng responded solemnly, learned Xu Shu to take the sword out of the sheath, put on a good posture, recalled in his mind the momentum of Xu Shu's slash just now, and snorted.
The sword slashes down.
A very standard action. But in Xu Shu's eyes, it is very weak, because there is no momentum. The momentum of not killing and not looking back.
"Do it again." Xu Shu frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.
Liu Feng took a good pose again and made a long sword slashing move.
"Keep your eyes focused and look straight ahead. Imagine that there is a bandit in front of you, who is armed with a weapon, and wants to take your last name. After that, there was no way back. How can you escape? Only desperately. ”
Xu Shu shouted in a deep voice.
"No." Listening to Xu Shu's words, Liu Feng imagined that there was a bandit in front of him with a sword in his hand and a sinister smile on his face. There is a cliff behind it, and there is no way to retreat. What to do.
Hold the sword and slash down. Kill the bandits.
Closing his eyes, Liu Feng slowly put on a posture, and then let out a fierce shout, and the sword slashed down.
It's really a tiger. Murderous.
This time, Xu Shu nodded with satisfaction. The purpose of learning fencing is to let Liu Feng have the means to save his life in the troubled times. It is not only to strengthen the body, but also to kill.
You can't do it without momentum.
Smiling with satisfaction, Xu Shu looked at the sky again, this is the time for Lie Yue to go west, almost an hour later, it should be night.
"So a hundred times. After the exercise, go home and take a shower and change clothes. Xu Shu commanded and left in a very chic manner.
This is the so-called master leading the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual. Looking at Xu Shu's dashing back, Liu Feng, who was already accustomed to Xu Shu's education method, couldn't help but think in his heart.
But soon Liu Feng put away his mind and began to practice splitting.
This is not only to increase his status in Xu Shu's heart, but also to increase the means to save his life in this era. Just like Xu Shu said, if he is alone, Liu Feng can not rely on the identity of Liu Bei's son, only the long sword in his hand.
Therefore, Liu Feng is very concerned about this.
Every time you slash, you imagine that there is one or several enemies in front of you. Strive for perfection. The price of doing this is that after about ten strokes, Liu Feng will be tired.
My arms were sore, I was sweating all over my body, and I couldn't even concentrate.
It's not that Liu Feng's physical fitness is bad, on the contrary, Liu Feng's physical fitness should stand out among fifteen-year-old boys. But every time, you need to look straight ahead. When splitting, you also need to have a fierce momentum.
That's just too much to ask.
Liu Feng is in contact for the first time. Therefore, some Chen can't stand it.
After fifteen strokes, Liu Feng couldn't help but gasp. Zhu Jian rested.
No wonder he only practiced a hundred times, but Xu Shu gave him an hour's time. It's really tiring enough.
By the time he reached the eightieth stroke, Liu Feng's legs were already trembling, and his arms were almost numb. Sweat poured down from his face. But his eyes were full of determination.
The art of fencing is only a small means. Can't get on the table. But if these small means can't be sustained, what big means are there to talk about. talked about how to keep his surname under Liu Bei's wolf eyes and under the threat of Adou, and go the other way.
Even if it's not for multiple means to save your life, you have to persist for the sake of persistence.
The more tired his body was, the brighter Liu Feng's eyes became, and in the end he almost reached a state as sharp as a sword.
But when the hundred splits were finished, Liu Feng's eyes quickly dimmed. One stumbled and fell to the ground.
After Xu Shu left, in addition to Liu Feng, who stayed to practice, there were three guards.
The three guards watched Liu Feng's training from beginning to end, from indifference at the beginning to faint admiration at the end. Only this 100 slashes hit.
It is not difficult to split a hundred times, but the difficult thing is to have a strong momentum every time. With the momentum of wielding a sword with a determination to die.
Even if they are elite on the battlefield, it will take a lot of effort to do it. What's more, Liu Feng is the son of a daughter.
Seeing that Liu Feng gritted his teeth and did a hundred strokes, he fell to the ground. Immediately, a person came out of the ranks, helped Liu Feng up, and said in a low voice: "The little young general Fu Shao should go back to the mansion." ”
"I can do it myself." Liu Feng refused the guard's kindness, struggled out of the guard's hands, and staggered towards the study.
I thought about it just now, and now I want to keep Xu Shu. Even if the practice is a little harder, you can't give up halfway. Telling Xu Shu earlier gave him an extra chance to keep Xu Shu.
Even if it's not for yourself, even if it's for the future of Shu Han. He also wants to retain this wise man who can write and martial arts, so that the talents of Shu Han will not wither.
Walking and walking, Liu Feng's footsteps were no longer vain and became calm. The eyes have also changed back to the state they were in when they practiced swords, and they are sharp and compelling.
Plans, schemes, and so on are all false. The important thing is to take practical action.
When you want to keep Xu Shu, but you can really keep it, this is true. Everything else is fake.