"Drink."

Zheng Ming, who was holding a blood goose knife in the courtyard, held the knife in both hands and slashed with a roar. The sharp blade sliced through the air, slashing down with a whimpering wind, and came to a sudden halt in mid-air.

"It's good, every swing has to be done with all your strength and all the spirit. Only by being familiar with your own body and weapons can you better control the enemy......"

Arthur, who was teaching on the side, saw that Zheng Ming ignored his own slashing, frowned slightly, stopped his words, and stepped forward.

"Your movements are not very standard. This will be a waste of effort, and it will not be conducive to changing the force. That's how you should. ”

As he spoke, he stopped Zheng Ming's action about to chop, raised its knife-holding hands, and pressed its straight waist.

"Try again."

After carefully observing Zheng Ming's movements for a while, Arthur pressed its shoulder again and adjusted its movements slightly.

"Again."

Even though his face was unhappy, Zheng Ming still strictly complied with Arthur's requirements. This is because it clearly knows that it is indeed far inferior to Arthur in terms of combat skills. And in the days after Zheng Ming, there was certainly no shortage of battles. Serious study now will be beneficial to it in the future.

A few more days had passed since the two competed in swordsmanship that day. I don't know why? When Zheng Ming came back to his senses, the two inexplicably became the current relationship. Every time Arthur completed his heavy schoolwork, he would call Zheng Ming, who had nothing to do and wandered around, to practice swords in his spare time. At the same time, he took the time to point out his power skills and sword skills.

Arthur, who was observing Zheng Ming's slashing movements on the side, frequently changed Zheng Ming's posture, but he was not very satisfied. He frowned and thought for a while, but he couldn't tell where this awkwardness came from.

"Alas~ I'm really not this material!"

Laughing at himself in a low voice, Arthur stepped forward and hugged Zheng Ming from behind.

Arthur's figure, half a head taller than Zheng Ming, happened to surround it. Both hands stretched out from Zheng Ming's arms and pressed against the hands that were clenching the hilt of the knife.

Although the soft touch of clinging to the back is very comfortable, the flat feeling of the back always reminds it that the person behind him is a man like himself!

"I'm rubbing, what the hell is this kid doing? You can't be eating Uncle Ben's tofu, right? ”

Suddenly attacked, Zheng Ming's hands trembled slightly, and he almost failed to hold the knife. It tried to break free with a shocked face, only to find the person behind it holding it firmly.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? I warn you, don't mess around. ”

Seeing Zheng Ming's delicate appearance, even with Arthur's mind, he was slightly stunned. Slowly, he realized the meaning of Zheng Ming's words.

Rao was accustomed to Zheng Ming's various inconspicuous words and deeds, but the situation at this time still made Arthur's cheeks slightly hot, and his tone was not as calm and calm as before.

"You, you, you. Don't think about it. I just don't think you're in the right position, and I can't say it. That's why I want to teach you personally. ”

"Hey, who are you fooling? Can you exert yourself well in this position now? I didn't learn swordsmanship, don't lie to me. ”

"Hello...... Long-winded. I'm correcting your posture, not my own. You just have to exert your strength. Besides, who would have that kind of mind for a child? I'm not a pervert. ”

Hearing Arthur's words, and thinking about his body like a human child at this time, Zheng Ming breathed a sigh of relief. But it was rare that the serious and serious Arthur would blush and panic, so Zheng Ming decided to tease him a few more words.

"Cut, why didn't you say it earlier? It makes me tremble, I think you have the good of Longyang. ”

"Closed ...... Shut up, did you Dragon know this when you were young? Or are you the only one who is so perverted? Stop talking nonsense, swing your sword honestly. ”

Arthur, who could not bear Zheng Ming's ridicule, put on a dignified face that he had learned from his teacher. There is a posture that Zheng Ming has to teach it a lesson.

"Cut...... It's a knife in my hand! Forget it, a good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, and he doesn't have the same knowledge as you. ”

After muttering in a low voice, Zheng Ming regained his serious expression, his eyes stared ahead, and he slashed out the sharp blade in his hand. And Arthur, who hugged him, felt it a few times, and finally understood where this awkward feeling came from.

Feeling that Arthur who was hugging him was leaving, Zheng Ming stopped what he was doing and looked back. I saw Arthur standing in place with his chest crossed, bowing his head and muttering for a while, and then looking up at it.

"Looks like you're not very familiar with your body. You can't use your own strength to make a sword, and I admit that you are very strong, and you can have good attack power with it alone. But you are a whole, not a separate part. When you draw your sword, you have to mobilize your whole body and draw power from the earth. ”

“？？？ Speak human words! ”

Seeing Zheng Ming's expression like a book from heaven, Arthur smiled helplessly. He drew his knight's sword and took a stance.

"Look at it." As he spoke, he slashed his sword in the air.

“？？？ What's the difference with me? ”

"The difference is huge. I've seen the power of your fists. Have you ever wondered why you are more powerful with your bare hands than with a weapon in your hand? ”

"Because my fists are hard enough?"

Hearing Zheng Ming's indecent answer, Arthur chose to ignore it. This is also something that Zheng Ming admires him very much, no matter what slots Zheng Ming comes up with, the other party can selectively ignore it.

"You don't have the soul of complaining at all!"

Arthur has grown accustomed to the fact that it always behaves in incomprehensible ways. So he directly ignored the other party's words mixed with a little pride and a little disdain, and continued to speak.

"Humans don't have the razor-sharp claws of a beast, and the fur of superior defense. But they can stand out from all things and defeat those beasts. By what? The ability to use items. And weapons are the minions of humanity. Hard, sharp steel is always more lethal than flesh and blood. ”

"So what?"

"The question is not which is harder, fist or sword? It's about your posture and your power skills. You use most of your body when you punch, but you only rely on your arms, shoulders, and lower back when you hold your sword. Even the back is not used most of the time. This is also the reason why the power of your slashing, picking, and horizontal slashing comes and goes, and it fluctuates. ”

Speaking of this, Arthur glanced at the thoughtful Zheng Ming and paused. When it had finished digesting it, it looked at itself and said again, "I can't find a good way to do it." There's only one stupid way I can think of right now. That's when you keep punching and swords alternately. Think about the difference. Then keep practicing in that direction. Remember that the sword in your hand is an extension of your body. You need to be as skilled at controlling the sword as you are at the hands of your hands. That's all I can tell you, think for yourself. ”

Seeing that Arthur simply turned to the side to practice swinging his sword after finishing speaking, Zheng Ming was slightly stunned.

"That's it? Hey, you're stream of consciousness. This is what I am starting to realize? My God, is sword training really based on understanding? ”

It's not that you have to rely on comprehension at the beginning, but what Zheng Ming wants to learn and Arthur wants to give to Zheng Ming is not the kind of moves. It's the technique of exerting force, and by extension, the use of energy. Because of the different individuals and different understandings, outsiders can't say clearly. I can only rely on my own years of practice and the correct guidance of others.

Zheng Ming himself was very clear about this, so after complaining, he began to ponder. It pondered the difference between its punches and its swords.

"Sure enough...... I don't have a clue. It's too mysterious. How is it possible that the power of the sword is almost the same every time? People are all stated. There are also attack zones and critical hits in the game! ”

After lowering his head and thinking for a while, Zheng Ming grabbed his hair irritably and complained.

At this moment, a blinding light flashed out of the corner of its eye. Zheng Ming followed the light and looked, it turned out that it was caused by the reflection of sunlight from the sharp sword in Arthur's hand when he swung his sword.

I saw him sweating like rain, waving the long sword in his hand in the sun. His loose white robe was drenched with sweat and clung to his body for some time.

Every time he slashed, there was an indescribable beauty, Zheng Ming originally thought it was an illusion based on the other party's excellent appearance, but at this time, it seemed that it was not the same. Looking at Arthur, who was sweating profusely with all his strength with every blow, Zheng Ming's expression gradually became sluggish. At this time, in the eyes of Zheng Ming, who was stunned, there was no longer that dazzling golden ponytail, nor was there that white skin Shengxue, only a trembling figure and a matching Dao cold light.