Chapter 21: The Defect of Strength

Qimu Shuomao was also a little surprised, and after standing still, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile lightly, how long has it been since he was repelled with a sword.

"It's a good move."

With a smile, Qimu Shuomao commented lightly, with a hint of surprise.

Seeing this, Ling Tian was also embarrassed, a little shocked, and unsatisfied.

This move was a sword technique created by Ling Tian based on the characteristics of the fearless charge and combined with the sword technique, drawing the sword.

Drawing a sword like thunder, the explosion speed is extremely fast, making people unguardable.

The dazzling light of the sword is the time of death.

However, it is still in the stage of creation and is not proficient.

He thought about it, and there were only a few tricks he could do, but they didn't work at this time.

I used this trick that has not yet been fully developed, and there happened to be a shadow-level powerhouse trying the move, so I don't need to use it in vain.

Seeing that Ling Tian still looked dissatisfied, Qimu Shuomao couldn't help but cry and laugh, it was already very powerful to be able to repel him, right?

"Okay, I just wanted to see what you're capable of, and now I've seen almost that."

Sakumo Hachiki nodded and put away his short knife.

His expression became serious.

"Your swordsmanship is very good, for a swordsman, it is natural to advocate offense, but you can perform defensive sword moves, which is very good."

"Swordsman, forge ahead, but it doesn't mean that there is no offense or defense, when the difference in strength is huge, defensive sword moves are the only chance to turn the tables."

"But your flaws are also obvious...... The destructive power is too poor. ”

Speaking of this, Qimu Shuomao groaned slightly, and then continued.

"Moreover, there is a lack of moves, it seems, you haven't learned any ninjutsu?"

He looked at Ling Tian in surprise, a little puzzled.

Ling Tian was also embarrassed, he had just refined Chakra a month ago, and all his strength at this time came from the skills and inheritance of the League of Legends system.

Naturally, there were only a few tricks to fight around, and Ling Tian was also quite helpless.

Seeing Ling Tian's helpless look, Qimu Shuomao understood in his heart, thinking that Ling Tian was like this because of his identity and couldn't learn ninjutsu.

couldn't help but show a hint of sympathy, and then said.

"However, it's not too late to learn now, the strength of kendo is strong, and you can naturally break ten thousand laws with one sword."

"However, when you are still weak, a variety of ninjutsu is still a very good means."

Ling Tian nodded again and again, feeling deeply sympathetic, and said directly.

"Then the next step is the practice of ninjutsu? Are you going to start climbing trees and treading water? ”

Ling Tian was eager to try, he really wanted to know his chakra control talent.

"Do you know how to climb trees and tread water?"

Hagi Shuomao showed a hint of surprise, it seemed that he had learned something in the ninja school, nodded and continued.

"It's similar, but my disciple of Qimu Shuomao can't use that method, and I don't know if you can stand it."

An inexplicable and weird smile appeared on his face, and Ling Tian couldn't help but shudder when he saw it.

However, thinking of the upcoming World War II, Ling Tian's eyes showed a hint of firmness, and he said calmly: "Let's start!" ”

It is extremely simple, but it is categorical and unhesitating, revealing a firm will, a will to become stronger.

Seeing this, Qimu Shuomao was a little surprised, although he didn't quite understand what Ling Tian was working so hard to become stronger, he was still very happy, talent was very important, but will was even more important.

And Ling Tian undoubtedly had the qualifications to embark on the road of the strong.

......

Qimu Shuomao took Ling Tian and walked through the back mountains, and it didn't take long for him to come to a valley.

The huge waterfall, illuminated by the sun, is like a silver dragon, rushing down to the top of the mountain, and the roar resounded in this valley.

Standing at the foot of the waterfall, Ling Tian looked at the towering waterfall, pouring down, and couldn't help but feel a little creepy.

At this time, he realized how naΓ―ve he was when he wanted to cultivate with the help of the waterfall.

This great power of nature is really not something he can compete with at this time.

In the open space behind Ling Tian, dozens of wooden stakes were inserted, and two meters away from the wooden stakes, fifteen wooden stakes were hung, one end tied to the trunk of the tree, and a gust of wind blew, and it suddenly crashed into a piece.

Qimu Shuomao appeared in front of Ling Tian like a ghost, looking at the dozens of wooden stakes, nodded with satisfaction, his eyes were a little ill-intentioned, looked at Ling Tian, pointed to those wooden stakes, and said with a smile.

"This is where our Qimu family uses to exercise chakra, you will have to practice on it every day in the future, I will control those wooden stakes to hit you, you can only rely on your body to dodge, you can't use other means, fall off the wooden stakes and be out."

Hearing this, Ling Tian nodded, his delicate little face was a little eager to try, he was still quite sure of his agility.

"Want to give it a try?"

Seeing Ling Tian's expression, Qimu Shuomao smiled, a little weird.

"Yes."

Shrugging his shoulders, Ling Tian kicked on the ground, then jumped on the wooden stake, stood with his hands in his hands, quite a bit of a superior temperament, raised his hand towards Qimu Shuomao, and said indifferently: "Come on, let me see how miserable the Qimu family's special cultivation method is!" ”

"Have a backbone, see how many stakes you can hold onto."

Nodding with a smile, Qimu Shuomao jumped on the trunk of the tree, waved his hand, and among the fifteen wooden stakes that were hanging, one of them slammed towards Ling Tian.

The wooden stake collided, a faint sense of oppression had already arrived one step ahead, Ling Tian's face was slightly condensed, his eyes were fixed on the coming wooden stake, his body sank suddenly, he bent down, and the wooden stake was attached to Ling Tian's body, and flew diagonally over.

Before he could get up, another wooden stake hit him, Ling Tian exerted force under his feet, and just as he wanted to get out of this stake, his face changed suddenly, and he saw that something seemed to be stuck under the soles of his feet.

It was difficult to get up for a while, but fortunately, Ling Tian's reaction was good, and the chakra surged, so he lifted this stickiness, jumped up, and headed towards another wooden stake.

However, just as Ling Tian's toes had just fallen, there was actually a slippery feeling on the wooden stake, and Ling Tian was caught off guard, Ling Tian suddenly danced with his hands, and it was difficult to stand firmly.

At this moment, another wooden stake hit him, and Ling Tian could only watch as the thick wooden stake slammed him out.

Looking at Ling Tian who was lying on the ground moaning with a smile, Qimu Shuomao said with a smile.

"How?"

"What the hell is that stake, how did it stick and slide all at once?"

Ling Tian rubbed his chest, which was still aching, and said depressedly.

"Those stakes are coated with some special liquid, and you have to master the chakra on every jump and adjust it according to the sticky slippery level, otherwise, you will be knocked out."

Qimu Shuomao smiled faintly, as if he remembered that when he cultivated like this, he looked a little gloating.

"These things are used to exercise your chakra control, as well as your body's agility, and of course, if you hit too much, your resistance to blows can also be improved a lot."

Turning around, he pointed to the wooden stakes, and said with a smile.

"Don't lie down, you still have to practice for a long time today."

Ling Tian gritted his teeth, stood up, and began round after round of stake cultivation.

Time passed, and it was evening in the blink of an eye.

In the afternoon, Ling Tian's already muscular body had a lot of bruises and scars.

Standing up again, I was about to start my next practice.

Suddenly, Qimu Shuomao smiled slightly and said, "Let's stop here today, this is just to warm you up and let you understand, tomorrow is the official cultivation." ”

As he spoke, he took out two inconspicuous pieces of iron and threw them on the ground, and after a boom, the earth seemed to tremble, and Ling Tian's heart also jumped.

He recognized it at a glance, this was the weight-bearing forbearance carried by Xiao Li in the original book.

Although I have long known that this world is very developed in terms of weight-bearing forbearance, I was still shocked after seeing it with my own eyes.

Two pieces of iron that are so inconspicuous are so heavy.

Ling Tian swallowed with difficulty, pointed at the weight, a little frightened, and said, "Teacher, I'll ...... tomorrow Do you want to wear this to avoid the stake? ”

Qimu Shuomao put his hands behind his head and said with a smile: "What do you say? ”

He shrugged his shoulders and said solemnly: "From today onwards, you must carry this burden, whether you are sleeping, walking, or cultivating!" ”

Seeing this, Ling Tian had no choice but to take a step forward, pick up two pieces of weight, his hands couldn't help but sink, he swallowed with difficulty, and tied them to his body.

Fortunately, after a month of training and a strong physique, Ling Tian's physical strength had roughly reached the level of the middle ninja.

The physical strength, the more difficult it is to improve the back, and Ling Tian is also a variety of life-threatening extreme exercises to reach this level.

Therefore, wearing these two weights now, although somewhat reluctantly, is still acceptable.

However, thinking about taking this thing to cultivate tomorrow, Ling Tian felt a little painful.

Seeing Ling Tian's entangled look, Qimu Shuomao seemed to think that his face was not difficult enough, and said slowly: "This is special, the iron piece has its own effect of suppressing the flow of chakra. ”

Hearing this, Ling Tian couldn't help but feel the chakra, and sure enough, it had become sluggish.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he really did everything.

"However, this kind of cultivation is what I want."

Thinking of this, Ling Tian's eyes showed a hint of firmness and calmed down.

Seeing this, Qimu Shuomao nodded secretly and said with a smile: "Of course, when you take off this burden, you will naturally feel the benefits." ”