Chapter Seventy-Seven: Sword Moves
As he spoke, Deacon Lee took out four pieces of paper!
"Because there is a lot of difference in the age and cultivation of the princes, we will not conduct a battle competition, now in these papers, it is a four-grade swordsmanship, after you get it, whoever can practice it the fastest, and think of its cracking, whoever wins, the faster and more perfect, the better!"
Deacon Li's words caused a lot of commotion around, the four-grade swordsmanship is already the top swordsmanship in the Fenglan country, if it is not too difficult for a swordsman to practice it alone, but it is a bit difficult to come up with a way to crack it, which is similar to creating a four-grade swordsmanship by himself.
The princes of Yanchenxi looked at each other, walked forward, took the paper with swordsmanship written on it, and then eliminated all distracting thoughts, sat on the ground, and concentrated on enlightenment.
Yan Guiyi also received one, the name of the swordsmanship is Sanxing Juyi, he took a cursory look at it, and felt that it was not difficult, and then looked at the other princes, how did they look like they were frowning.
And in Yan Guiyi's opinion, the sword moves on this paper look good to wield, but he always feels that it is too cumbersome, and there are many unnecessary and redundant movements, which will not only affect the speed of the sword, but also affect the lethality and accuracy of the sword move itself, as well as the operation of true qi. And those unnecessary actions often become its flaws.
Yan Guiyi didn't know why there were these flaws and loopholes in the sword moves, and at his age, he was not too able to understand the truth of the Great Dao to the simplest.
Many martial arts are cultivated to the later stage, those real martial arts masters can be integrated, and they are all connected, there are not many martial arts in the world that they can't understand, every time at this time, they often abandon the redundant and cumbersome parts of the previous moves, leaving only the simplest, effective and direct essence parts, and constantly revise and improve.
This is a large part of the reason why the world's martial arts are from one to nine grades, the reason why Yan Guiyi looks at the sword moves now, it seems very simple, that is because Su Junbao taught him the concept of one or two rank martial arts at the beginning, his starting point is much higher than that of other princes, because although he is young, he can easily see through the flaws of a four-rank martial arts.
Yan Guiyi looked at it a few more times, and when he looked back and saw that the other princes were still frowning, he was the first to raise his hand.
"I can drill and crack it!"
The immature voice was the first to speak, causing bursts of laughter, and most people didn't believe it.
That Deacon Li and his two companions were also surprised, before this little prince was the first in talent, they didn't feel anything unusual, after all, talent has little to do with age, but at this young age, they can comprehend and crack a four-grade sword technique alone, and it is the first time they have encountered it.
"Then you try!"
The three of them looked at each other a few times and said.
Yan Gui nodded and stood up, he didn't have a sword in his hand, so he ran to his mother and took a wooden sword that he usually used to practice.
It's just a wooden sword, but when it spreads out, everyone knows that they are wrong, the sword shadows it swields out are so exquisite and full of beauty, although Yan Guiyi has not much cultivation now, and he can't condense the sword qi, but his sword path is meticulous, and the sword moves are no different, and there are some famous styles in the faint.
Yan Guiyi followed the sword move that he had already comprehended in his mind, finished the drill, stopped the sword, he was a little out of breath, and the three people sitting in the middle all looked at each other with satisfaction and nodded.
Only once, this boy actually succeeded in rehearsing it, and compared to his age, such a talent is amazing.
"Very good, the drill is qualified, you can try the trick to crack it again!" Deacon Lee said.
As he spoke, he walked out of a companion, also holding a sword in his hand, this time it was his turn to perform sword moves, this person's cultivation had reached the eighth order of the Yuan Infant Realm, far beyond Yan Guiyi, but the two sides were just drills, and he reduced his speed to a level with Yan Guiyi, which was a contest in the same realm.
Yan Gui held the wooden sword in one hand, fearlessly faced the sword, and in only three strokes, he pointed out a flaw in the opponent, and the wooden sword hit the opponent's exposed left rib, causing an exclamation around him.
Even the great general Tong Minghai's eyes flickered, and his sword moves slowed down to such an extent, with his cultivation, he could naturally see the flaws, but what if it was a competition with him in the same realm?
At that time, the speed of the sword was faster and stronger, such an opportunity was fleeting, with Tong Minghai's cultivation, he might not be able to detect it, but this boy saw through it only once, if he wanted to grow up, it would definitely be above him in the future.
"Come again!"
The examiner who made the sword was interested, and the sword swung out with the same move again, only faster in speed and strength, this time he also deliberately made up for the flaw in the beginning, but only the next second time, he was found another flaw, the opponent's sword drew an arc, and after the force on his sword was diverted, another sword stabbed in the same position on the left rib.
Three times in a row, Yan Guiyi could find the flaws of the other party, and it was not until the fourth time that the speed of the opponent's sword was even faster, and he couldn't catch the opponent's sword momentum, and the wooden sword in his hand was swept out.
"Yes, with your qualifications, you can at least cross two small realms to face the enemy, which is already amazing!"
The sword-wielding swordsman retracted his sword momentum and said, looking at Yan Guiyi's gaze also showed a slight appreciation, if this is his disciple, his achievements in the future will definitely not be low.
When the other princes heard this, their faces instantly became even more ugly, they couldn't imagine that this little brother they usually looked down on was far above them in qualifications, no wonder his father had been very fond of him since he was a child, and he was still unsure of the candidate for the throne, could it be that he had already intended to pass on the throne to him?
Thinking of this, the three of them actually had a kind of luck psychology at the same time, fortunately their father died early, and he had no power behind him, otherwise with his anti-heaven qualifications, they would not have to compare in this competition.
Xue Mingfei listened to the exclamations around her, her heart blossomed, she looked at Su Junbao secretly, knowing that her child could have this achievement, and it was inseparable from this man's cultivation for months.
No, it should be said that it is a boy, if he is a man, how can he live in the same roof for so long, and let himself go, there are few men like him in the plains, they are all keen to grab more resources and territory, and occupy more women.
Concubine Xue Ming didn't doubt her beauty at all, even if she already had two children, but if she wanted to let her out, there would still be a bunch of juniors who wanted to get and occupy her. This is the basic custom of life in the Mangyuan, and it is understandable that it is different from many places in the Central Empire.
This boy is not like a man in Mangyuan at all, or it can only mean that he doesn't understand more benefits of women, Xue Mingfei can only think so in her heart.