"What are we going to do now?" Holland asked, chasing after him.

Morgan twisted his somewhat sore neck and said absentmindedly, "It's time to visit Gawain again this week, we should go and see how he has been practicing lately." ”

In the past few weeks, he has been lecturing during the day and reading materials all night at night, and he has to find spare time to develop fruits.

And recently encountered a bottleneck in the practice of martial arts, how can not break through, although every day thunder and Orange practice, but the state is declining more and more, he wants to go to the place where Gao Wen practiced swords, maybe he can find some inspiration.

"Let's send that kid over and leave it at that? What about your layout? ”

"It's already clothed!"

"Why didn't I see it, I always felt that your actions were a little inexplicable, one moment here, one moment there, even I couldn't understand it!"

"If the layout is easily seen through, then what kind of game is there, everyone is not stupid, maybe you haven't acted yet, and the handcuffs will be handcuffed!"

"You seem to have some truth to that......" Oland said, touching his chin where he didn't have a beard.

……

In Frost Moon Village, today's sun is particularly fierce, and the summer cicadas are chirping, which makes people a little upset.

Gawain stood in the courtyard with many disciples and was baptized by the scorching sun.

He is the oldest disciple among the current students studying kendo, and his height is extraordinarily prominent, and he looks like a wood show in the forest.

A piece of lead weighing 100 kilograms hung from the wooden knife, and two additional 50 kilograms of lead were placed on the two large crotches where the horse was tied.

They had been squatting here for two hours, from twelve o'clock in the middle of the day to two o'clock in the middle of the day.

Gawain's legs were shaking, his teeth were chattering, his wrists were numb and stiff, and his clothes were wet with sweat from his back clips, and he could wring out water.

As a qualified swordsman, wrist strength is the most important part, whether it is drawing a sword or a juhe slash, there are extremely high requirements for wrist strength.

"Is he a monster?" The two sword boys each had a ten-kilogram piece of lead hanging on each wrist and whispered, they couldn't hold on anymore, and they didn't squat at this time, but simply practiced wrist strength.

"Smack!"

A ring ruler hit the sword boy's forehead, leaving a red mark, and Koshiro helped his glasses, which emitted a strange reflection in the sunlight, making it impossible to see his eyes.

"Be attentive."

"Bang bang," the ring ruler knocked on his wrist three more times, and the sword boy couldn't bear the pain, and threw ten kilograms of lead in his hand and fell straight on Koshiro's exposed toes wearing clogs!

"Oh! Pain, pain, pain! ”

Koshiro danced the golden rooster's independent foot dance, and the pig-killing roar was slightly exaggerated.

"Poof! What a stupid teacher, do you think he can teach Gao Wen well? ”

Outlander and Morgan came over at some point, sitting in the shade of a tree holding a spoonful of watermelon, and I ate a spoonful of melon.

"Mr. Teacher, who has a white face and a black heart."

"What do you mean?" Oland said, he really doesn't understand.

"What's the name of his dojo?" Morgan asked rhetorically.

"Yixin Dojo, when did you remember so badly?"

"His sword path is a one-heart stream, and in addition to the cultivation of things, the cultivation of the heart should be paid more attention."

"Look at all the students present, although some of them seem to be practicing swords, they are actually listening to the cicadas, do you think Koshiro really can't dodge the lead that fell down? He's just doing things and deliberately getting other people's attention. ”

Except for Gawain and his daughter Guina, the rest of the audience turned their heads to see the joke.

"Guina is his biological daughter, and he must teach him privately Koshiro, but others shouldn't be so easy to understand.

Only Gawain here really comprehended the meaning of Yixinliu on his own, and concentrated on practicing swords, and he didn't even notice that we had been here for a noon. ”

"When you say that, it feels like he still has some ability, but what does Yixinliu mean?"

"I don't know, everyone has their own different understanding, such as single-mindedness, perseverance, trusting oneself, and so on."

"I don't understand." Olland yawned.

"Whatever, those swordsmen like to do all this bells and whistles, but as long as they work."

Koshiro looked at the students who turned around to watch the teacher's embarrassment, and the conspiracy succeeded in revealing his usual smiling face.

"Bang bang."

Each person has a few hand boards, which seem to be lightweight, but the sword boys are baring their teeth and wiping tears in pain.

Although Koshiro looks like a scholar with a strong temperament, the thick cocoons on his hands are not fake, if it weren't for the swordsman who holds the sword all the year round, he wouldn't be able to practice such perverted hands.

Watching the scorching sun tilt from the center of the sky, Koshiro clapped his hands and said, That's all for the physical exercise, everyone now stand up straight, close your eyes and feel the sound of the cicada, the position of the cicada, and the breath of the cicada in the air.

Gao Wen followed Koshiro's guidance and looked good with his eyes closed.

"What is he doing here?" Outlander asked.

"Who knows, I'm not a master of swordsmanship, listen down."

"But what you just said is the truth."

"I guess."

“……”

"Everyone should have heard of the great swordsmen who broke stones, cut iron, and cut steel, but do you know how they do it?

You can cut a stone with brute force, but even the best knife in this world has its hardness, maybe your knife has broken before you cut it. ”

"Everything in this world has his breath, just like the cicadas you feel at this moment.

Find the breath of steel, feel its weaknesses, and then you can easily cut it off. ”

"So if you want to become a swordsman, you must keep practicing your strength, and if you want to become a great swordsman with a name in this world, then you must feel the breath of all things."

There were forty or fifty students who practiced swords, and almost all of them could not understand them, and there were many people who practiced swords, but there was not necessarily one among the 10,000 swordsman geniuses.

Guina was extremely gifted, and she believed in her father's teachings 100% unconditionally, and was pondering the meaning of these words.

As if he hadn't heard, Gawain's eyes were still closed, and his ears twitched, listening to the cicadas chirping in the distance.

In the afternoon, when it was time to eat, everyone moved and rested on their own.

Gawain finally found Morgan and Olland, who had come to visit him, and ran over happily.

"Then master, what level of sword practice have you reached?"

What he said just now aroused Morgan's interest, although he didn't seem to understand it, and as soon as the scene was over, Morgan grabbed Koshiro's clothes and asked cheekily.

"I'm practicing a sword that cuts everything."