When practicing dagger fighting skills in the real-world Black Panther Fitness Club, the coach once told Song Jian that no matter what fighting skills, whether there are weapons or not, from the beginning of contact, you must accept formal teaching, and you can't practice blindly.

Once bad actions form a habit, it is too difficult to correct them, and once bad actions become habits, if you practice them for a long time, not only will not improve your strength, but will damage your body;

Just like Song Jian, the swordsmanship he summed up with a half-day battle was actually full of mistakes and omissions, and he knew it in his heart, but his purpose was not to practice swordsmanship, but to attract Duan Jian's attention, after all, the two were in the same building;

After practicing for more than an hour, Song Jian felt that his entire right arm was numb, and the shoulder joint was even more itchy and sore, and he was sweating like pulp, and he was about to give up, but finally at the last moment, he heard Duan Jian's voice;

"Mentor!" Song Jian turned around, looked tired, and bowed to Duan Jian.

"Swordsmanship, that's not how it's practiced!" Duan Jian shook his head, raised his right hand, and the silver metal ball that had been surrounding him suddenly stretched out, turned into a long sword, and flew into the palm of Duan Jian's right hand;

The short sword that held the long sword exuded a fierce momentum from his body, which made Song Jian couldn't help but take a few steps back, and his back hit the wall;

Even the constant roars of monsters around them came to an abrupt end, and the whole world seemed to fall into silence at once;

"A sword is an extension of an arm, not just a dead thing!"

"Do not control your sword with your hands, but with your will, with your spirit, with your soul ......"

"Your arms can only control the square inch around your body, but your will, your spirit, can fill the heavens and the earth, with the sword of the gods, the mind points to, and the sword goes......"

Duan Jian walked while telling his concept about the sword, Song Jian listened a little plausible, feeling as if he understood, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't understand anything;

It's like a postdoctoral supervisor in a university who gives lectures to freshmen, and they impart to freshmen not only the professional knowledge of freshmen, but also a concept, a direction, and a guiding path.

Maybe many people didn't understand it at that time, but as long as you insist on going down, at a certain stage, you may suddenly become enlightened, and at that time, when you think back to the lessons of the instructors, you will understand the real intentions of the other party;

The same is true of the current Duan Jian, he didn't tell Song Jian how to hold the sword, how to draw the sword, and didn't tell Song Jian any skills about swordsmanship, but he was telling Song Jian about a concept.

Song Jian listened for a long time, as if he understood or not, and looked at Duan Jian with a confused expression;

Duan Jian talked for a long time, his mouth was dry, and when he saw the expression on Song Jian's face, he suddenly became angry, and snorted coldly: "Rotten wood can't be carved!" ”

With a wave of his sleeves and ready to leave, Song Jian fell directly to the ground and hugged Duan Jian's thigh: "Master, Master, you can't go, you can teach me one or two swordsmanship, otherwise, how could I have beaten a fifteenth-level elite boss, otherwise, otherwise you really can't bear to watch me practice indiscriminately and practice your arms?" ”

Song Jian howled, squeezed his eyelids hard, wanted to squeeze out a few tears, but couldn't squeeze them out, and in the end he had no choice but to dip some saliva and wipe it at the corners of his eyes;

"Okay, okay, don't pretend, you're really ......" Duan Jian was a little helpless, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Do you know a fat man surnamed Mu?" ”

Song Jian was stunned and shook his head;

"You two are really very similar, your skin is not ordinarily thick! Get up, I'll teach you how to use a sword!" After Duan Jian finished speaking, he grabbed Song Jian with his left hand and lifted him up;

"Look, I'll only do it once, it's up to you how much you can comprehend!" As he spoke, Duan Jian held the sword in his right hand and began to demonstrate the basic swordsmanship.

Song Jian's eyes widened, and he didn't dare to blink easily, lest he miss a move;

The system prompt swept past his eyes like a waterfall, and the passive skill [Cold Weapon (Sword) (Basic)] in the skill bar increased rapidly;

System: Palm the sword to make Duan Jian teach you basic swordsmanship, and increase the proficiency of your skill [Cold Weapon (Sword) (Basic)] by 20 points;

System: Palm the sword to make Duan Jian teach you basic swordsmanship, and your skill [Cold Weapon (Sword) (Basic)] proficiency will be increased by 21 points;

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In just a few minutes, Duan Jian finished demonstrating a set of basic swordsmanship, turned around, threw his right hand, and the long sword flew into the air and slowly shrank, and finally turned into a small sword the length of a finger, and then slowly curled, turning into a smooth and traceless silver metal ball, slowly flying to Duan Jian's side, like a satellite, swirling around his body;

"Okay, at most, I'll help you get here, any more, it's a violation of the rules, I don't care how much you comprehend, anyway, if you don't hunt a fifteenth-level elite boss tomorrow, then don't appear in front of me again!" Duan Jian glanced at Song Jian with a cold face, turned around and left;

Song Jian wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, closed his eyes and stood motionless. It can be seen that Song Jian's eyeballs under his eyelids are constantly turning, and his right hand twitches involuntarily, as if he is not controlled by his body, and he wants to shake from time to time;

At this time, Song Jian's mind was constantly replaying every detail of Duan Jian's basic sword technique just now;

After a long time, Song Jian breathed a sigh of relief, a solemn expression appeared on his face, and he sighed in his heart: "The gap is really big!" ”

Seeing the real swordsmanship, he felt his shortcomings, Song Jian collected his emotions and began to practice according to the moves and styles demonstrated by Duan Jian just now;

In just ten minutes just now, Song Jian's passive skill [Cold Weapon (Sword) (Basic)] was directly upgraded from level 2 to level 5, and the increase speed was terrifying;

[Cold Weapon (Sword) (Basic)]: Passive, level 5, increases the power of sword weapons by 30%, armor piercing +1

Now that I have started to practice, the improvement speed of this skill is extremely slow, on the one hand, because the level is too high, and more proficiency is required, on the other hand, for the mastery of swordsmanship, the gap between Song Jian and Duan Jian is simply a world apart, and the proficiency of swordsmanship is naturally different;

The night passed like this, and seeing the sun slowly rising, Song Jian put down the sword in his hand and sat on the single bed to rest.

At this time, Song Jian's momentum was completely different from the day before, and the overnight transformation seemed to have made Song Jian take an important step on the road of martial arts;

Duan Jian stood with his hands behind his back, standing on the top of a high building, looking at the scorching sun slowly rising in the distance, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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