In the early morning of this day, the peaks of the Tibetan Sword Villa were still shrouded in a hazy morning mist, and the wind that blew from time to time flowed with the morning mist, bringing the slightest fragrance of flowers, and the entire Tibetan Sword Villa seemed to be hidden in a fairyland.

Tang Jian yawned, walked out of the door, and found a figure standing motionless in the courtyard, and stepped forward to take a look, but it was Tang Ji.

Tang Ji was holding a wooden stick in his hand, constantly cutting without a dagger, as if he wanted to cut something.

"I said Brother Ji, early in the morning, what kind of stick are you playing?" Tang Jian asked curiously, moving his hands and feet as he walked, doing simple morning exercises.

"Brother Jane, morning. Tang Ji didn't raise his head, concentrating on the work in his hand, "I plan to sharpen two wooden swords." ”

"Oh, Brother Ji, this is going to teach Que'er swordsmanship?"

Tang Jian was immediately interested, that little guy really has a lot of talent for learning martial arts, and after a few days of hard work, he has mastered the simple flying knife skills that Tang Jian taught him.

It's just that in view of the restrictions of the Tang family's rules in western Sichuan, Tang Jian couldn't teach Que'er more profound secret weapon kung fu, and just urged Que'er to practice basic skills every day, continue to be familiar with the temperament of the flying knife, practice wrist strength and accuracy, and improve skills.

At this time, when he saw Tang Ji sharpening the wooden sword, he thought that he was planning to teach the sword technique of Qi'er in person. said that he had never seen this guy practice swordsmanship, and he didn't know which peak of Wudang he had learned.

"It's not for the finch, it's for me to practice swords. ”

As Tang Ji spoke, he continued to correct the straightness of the wooden sword's blade, and from time to time he glanced at it in front of him, and then used a dagger to cut and reduce it, and in a short time, a blunt-headed wooden sword was basically formed.

"Come, Brother Jane, practice with me. Tang Ji threw the wooden sword in his hand to Tang Jian, and leaned over to pick up another wooden sword from the ground.

It turned out that he had already sharpened a handle, no wonder he was so handy.

"Brother Ji, are you looking for the wrong person......" Tang Jian looked at this guy speechlessly, didn't he know that the Tang family in western Sichuan practiced hidden weapons, and the most powerful thing was poison?

"I don't know much swordsmanship. ”

"It's okay, I don't know much either. Tang Ji said casually.

Yes?

Tang Jian looked at Tang Ji dumbfounded. Isn't it a joke that Wudang's disciples don't know how to use swordsmanship? Since the opening of the mountain gate, Wudang has been a martial artist with his sword and internal strength.

Kendo is a process of dripping stones, without long-term accumulation, and it is impossible to reach the sky in one step.

Even Li Yunliu, a Lingxu Taoist who has been in the limelight in recent years, and the junior brother of Lu Chonglou, who is in charge of Lu Chonglou in Wudang, it is rumored that he also watches the flow of wind and clouds on the top of the mountain all year round, and once he realized the Liuyun swordsmanship.

Could it be that Tang Ji also wants to realize the sword once and ascend to the sky in one step?

Tang Jian said that he couldn't understand Tang Ji's thoughts at all, after all, the news that Ye Jingyi and Tang Ji had realized their sword intent was secretly ordered by Ye Xuan to block the news.

Therefore, there are only a few people who know about Nuo Da Zangjian Villa.

In addition, Tang Ji is not the kind of person who likes to show off, and he has never mentioned it to Tang Jian.

"You can dip some too. Tang Ji stained the tip of the wooden sword with some white powder found out of nowhere, and asked Tang Jian to do the same, staining some on the tip of the sword.

"But Brother Ji, I really haven't practiced swordsmanship. Tang Jian also stained some white powder on the tip of the sword, and stood in front of Tang Ji helplessly.

Tang Ji looked at where Tang Jian was standing, took two steps back, stretched out the wooden sword in his hand to measure it, and took two steps back.

"It doesn't matter, today you will accompany me to practice the basic skills of swordsmanship. Tang Ji played a sword flower with the wooden sword in his hand, and felt that the length of this wooden sword was quite good.

"Let's try, in the time of a pillar of incense, whoever can leave more white spots on each other will win. ”

Tang Jian thought about it, and his face was worse than death. The heart said that this is really a basic skill, a stab that needs to be practiced at the beginning of swordsmanship, but what is the point of this?

You are now a great master who is about to participate in the Famous Sword Conference personally invited by the predecessors of the Nine Peerless Sword Demons, let me accompany you to practice this? You don't dislike it, but I'm afraid of being embarrassed.

Tang Ji didn't care what kind of mentality Tang Jian was in now, picked up the incense stick that had been prepared a long time ago, rubbed the index finger and thumb of his right hand on the incense stick, and a red character source power gushed out, lighting the incense stick.

He stabbed Tang Jian at the sword first, and the two began to practice.

When it didn't start, Tang Jian was thinking about everything, just wanting to shirk it, and officially started but became serious.

To say that as a disciple of the Tang family in western Sichuan, it is definitely impossible for him to practice swords.

But the family has a good history, and I have seen a lot of powerful swordsmanship, plus the Tang family practices hidden weapon kung fu, which has high requirements for strength and eyesight, and the requirements for reaction speed are even more strict.

So when Tang Jian was holding a wooden sword and facing Tang Ji, he found the flaw in his body in just a moment.

As soon as he raised his hand, the wooden sword snapped and snapped three dull sounds in a row, dotting Tang Ji's waist, leaving three white dots, and Tang Ji didn't have time to react at all.

"Awesome!"

Tang Jian's speed made Tang Ji's heart awe-inspiring.

Unexpectedly, he experienced the results of the training of the FuturePose fighting training system, and in front of the bewitching martial arts masters, the reaction was still not fast enough.

However, this is also the first time that Tang Ji has really learned from people, before he suppressed bandits in Quanzhou Mansion, it was all nonsense by mistake, and then he almost had a smooth journey, and he had no experience with people at all.

In the face of Tang Jian's attack, he was in a hurry and had no defense.

In just a moment, Tang Jian left dozens of white dots on Tang Ji's body, and Tang Ji's occasional attacks were all blocked by Tang Jian.

"I said, Brother Ji, if this is a real sword, I would have stabbed dozens of transparent holes in you. ”

Judging from the angle, strength and speed of Tang Ji's stabbing, Tang Jian found that he really didn't master the skill of using a sword, so he slowed down a little, and even had the heart to tease.

It's just that Tang Ji was not discouraged, his eyes were staring at Tang Jian tightly, and he only wanted to stare at Tang Jian's movements, predict the direction of his attack, and intercept his attack.

As everyone knows, the four words of anticipating the enemy's first opportunity, it is easy to say, but it is quite difficult to do, for a person who is completely unfamiliar, how can you know his action habits?

"For example, if he is about to slash at your left arm with the next knife, his eyes will definitely look at your left arm, and if his single knife is at the bottom right at this time, he will naturally raise the knife, draw a semicircle, and slash down diagonally from top to bottom. ”

Tang Ji suddenly remembered the words he said in the book "Smiling Proud Jianghu", when Feng Qingyang instructed Linghu Chong's swordsmanship.

Combined with their current situation, they have an understanding.

I'm really stupid, isn't there a ready-made teaching material, what's the use of always staring at Tang Jian's movements, it's too late to react when you see his movements clearly!

As long as I pay attention to his gaze, I will naturally know where the sword in his hand is going to pierce, and then intercept it, isn't it just to anticipate the enemy's opportunity?

Suddenly, Tang Ji no longer hurriedly blocked Tang Jian's wooden sword, but instead paid attention to Tang Jian's gaze.

Seeing Tang Jian looking at his lower abdomen, he hurriedly crossed his sword in front of him, and when he saw him looking at his shoulder, he hurriedly raised his sword to block.

Time passed quickly, and before you knew it, a pillar of incense burned out.

Tang Ji also changed from being passively beaten at the beginning, and slowly turned into a sword stab that could block Tang Jian.

"Come again!"

Tang Ji, who was in the middle of his life, lit a incense stick with a wave of his hand, and shouted at Tang Jian, who was about to stop.

"Okay. ”

Tang Jian only felt bored, and responded lifelessly.

In his opinion, Tang Ji's basic swordsmanship skills are extremely jerky, not at all like the level that a young swordsman should have, let alone a swordsman from Wudang Mountain.

This game is impossible for Tang Ji to win no matter what. It's just that seeing that Tang Ji was full of interest, he couldn't bear to spoil his interest, so he could only continue to accompany him.

The two of them had a quarrel, and the finch was also woken up, rubbing their sleepy eyes and coming to the yard, seeing Brother Tang and Brother Kan, one holding a wooden stick, beating each other, and suddenly became interested.

"Brother Tang, come on!" Every time, when Tang Ji blocked Tang Jian's sword stab, the finch jumped to the side and shouted loudly.

Slowly, Tang Ji's reaction time became shorter and shorter.

Often as Tang Jian's eyes moved, Tang Ji could predict the position he wanted to attack in advance, and the wooden sword in his hand blocked it early, forcing Tang Jian to withdraw his sword.

Tang Jian also found that something was wrong, he was getting more and more uncomfortable, he could easily hit Tang Ji just now, but now it has changed.

In his opinion, Tang Ji still had a lot of flaws, but when the wooden sword stabbed past, Tang Ji had already sealed the flaws.

"Tsk, that's a strange thing. ”

Tang Jian is also a character who does not admit defeat, seeing that Tang Ji can protect the flaws every time he is about to be stabbed, and the number of times also stimulates Tang Jian's competitive heart.

Tang Jian's sword was getting faster and faster, and he didn't even care if there was a flaw there, the wooden sword in his hand just stabbed through, on the other hand, the more Tang Ji practiced, the clearer his eyes became.

In his opinion, the wooden sword that Tang Jian stabbed over had already become traceable, and he only needed to seal the wooden sword, and Tang Jian's wooden sword would be like colliding with it, and he could block the wooden sword back.

The two of them came and went, fighting each other, and from time to time they let out bursts of loud shouts.

Looking at the lively finches on the side, they kept jumping and clapping their hands, shouting loudly happily, shouting Brother Tang for cheers, and shouting for Brother Jane to come on, the courtyard where the three of them lived was boiling for a while.

"I can't win defensively, I have to fight back!"

Tang Ji thought to himself, how can there be a swordsmanship in this world that only takes a beating and doesn't fight back.

With his mind in mind, following the words of Feng Qingyang's Decree Fox Chong Swordsmanship, Tang Ji began to deliberately look for Tang Jian's flaws.

Seeing Tang Jian aiming at his left shoulder, knowing where he was going to stab, and contacting his previous movements, he knew that the moment he raised his hand, his right rib must be empty, and he raised his hand to stab the wooden sword into Tang Jian's right rib.

originally planned to stab Tang Ji in the left shoulder, but seeing that his wooden sword had been handed to his right rib first, as long as he raised his hand, his right rib would inevitably be hit by the sword. Tang Jian had no choice but to reluctantly return to the sword grid.

Tang Ji saw Tang Jian return the sword, but there was a gap in the left shoulder, and the wooden sword in his hand slashed to the right, stabbing obliquely upward, once again attracting Tang Jian to take out the sword shoulder guard.

Gradually, as Tang Ji discovered the flaw of Tang Jian's sword swing faster and faster, the speed of the attack was naturally faster, and for a while, the two of them attacked and defended in different positions.

Tang Ji, who was originally on the defensive, turned from defense to offense, only forcing Tang Jian to keep retreating.

"Hah!"

Tang Jian was entangled by Tang Ji's round of rapid attacks, and his heart was depressed, and he raised his head and let out a clear roar.

Regardless of Tang Ji's stabbing at his wooden sword, he stabbed Tang Ji with a sword in the chest in an interchangeable fighting posture, but Tang Ji was not in a hurry, and stabbed out with a sword head-on.

"Bang~" There was a crisp sound, and it was the first time that the tips of the two wooden swords collided, and under the impact of the two strong forces, they were broken into four.

"Haha...... Happy!"

Looking at the only remaining hilt of the sword in his hand and the countless white dots on his body, both of them laughed.

"Yes, yes, Brother Ji is really good!"

After this sparring, Tang Jian naturally saw that Tang Ji was indeed not a master of swordsmanship.

Just in the kung fu of the two pillars of incense, you can go from being passively beaten to blocking your own way of attacking, and even being able to attack yourself! This speed of progress is really amazing.

As the saying goes, one year of sword practice, ten years of sword practice.

It can be seen that swordsmanship attaches great importance to basic skills, and it must be honed for many years before it can be achieved, and Tang Ji can only be practiced in a short period of time, which is definitely not luck.

It can only be said that the talent is terrible.

In the final analysis, in fact, Tang Ji has mastered the correct method of sword training, and only by mastering the correct and efficient method of doing things, the natural efficiency is several times, even ten times, or a hundred times that of others.

"Brother Jian has a meritorious sparring practice. Tang Jixi smiled.

If you can justifiably win Yan Quzhong Lake at the Famous Sword Conference, at least you can save a lot of trouble, right?

This may be Aunt Pei's arrangement to bewitch the world?

Tang Ji thought about it for a while, felt that this seemed to make some sense, shook his head and stopped thinking about it, bent down to pick up the remaining wooden stick from the ground, took out the dagger and continued to sharpen the wooden sword.

"Wait, we'll come again. ”

With the experience of the previous two times, this time Tang Ji sharpened the wooden sword more easily, and it didn't take long to make one.

The sound of opening the door sounded, Ye Qingchen carried a food box in his hand, pushed the door and walked in from outside the courtyard.

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

Ye Qingchen put down the food box on the stone table in the courtyard, and saw that the three of them were in the courtyard, and Tang Ji and Tang Jian were covered with white dots, and they were very curious.

"Brother Ye is early, my Brother Tang is practicing swords. ”

"Whew, that's amazing!"

Que'er just watched the sparring between the two, in his eyes, this is similar to a child's nonsense, also called sword practice, so when Ye Qingchen asked, he couldn't help but wave at him and shouted loudly.

Ye Qingchen has been busy with the preparations for the Famous Sword Conference recently, and all kinds of cumbersome things have disturbed him, but fortunately, with the assistance of the old man in the village, it has gone quite smoothly.

Right now, all the preparations are in place, and he only has some free time when he is waiting for the welcome to the door.

Therefore, Ye Qingchen had a lot of time, and came to visit these three early in the morning.

"Oh, then I have to see Brother Ji's swordsmanship. Ye Qingchen said, found a chair and sat down, and posed as if I would just look at the excitement and not speak.

"Let's just practice the basic skills, how can there be any swordsman style. Tang Ji smiled, but the movements in his hands did not stop.

"Brother Ji, if you say that, it can be seen that you still have to be faced, haha......"

After Tang Jian finished speaking, the three of them all laughed, only the finch looked left and right, not knowing if he should laugh too.

After this period of getting along, the relationship between the two Tang and the first leaf is quite harmonious, laughing and laughing with each other, and joking is also a common thing.

"Come on, come on, let's eat something first. ”

Ye Qingchen opened the food box as he spoke, and took out the breakfast inside, all of which were famous in Yuhang County, such as wonton dumplings, green onion buns, fried juniper, etc., as well as matching dipping sauces.

"Okay, yes. ”

There was something delicious, and the finch suddenly burst into joy, and it felt like the whole world was full of color. He and Tang Jian opened their bows left and right, feasting on them, while Tang Ji continued to sharpen the wooden sword quietly.

After only a while, Tang Ji finished sharpening another wooden sword, this wooden sword was made according to Tang Ji's intentions, the length was moderate, but the weight was light and fluttering, and it couldn't withstand the strong collision of the two.

"We'll come again. ”