The sand was swept up by the howling wind, and it kept whirling and forming a small tornado of sand, dancing in the air with a lot of dead grass and rotten leaves.

In the endless Gobi steppe, only some equally yellow barren grasses can grow on the loess and yellow sand.

The bright red sun has been lazily exuding a slightly blood-colored light, staring at the vast earth, indifferently watching the small ground, stupid mortals killing each other with blood.

On a withered yellow barren grass land, Yun Xiaotian and Xixia Dameng stood on the side of the grass alone, facing each other.

Xixia Dameng was dressed in a white-gray robe, standing straight, and the Qingfeng Iron Sword in his hand was closed behind his back, waiting for Yun Xiaotian's attack.

Yun Xiaotian held a two-foot-seven-inch standard iron sword in his hand, and put on the starting hand style taught by the swordsmanship teacher of Mengxue in Huihai Tiecheng, staring at the prodigal son in Xicheng.

At this time, Yun Xiaotian was very bottomless, since he left Mengxue in Haitie City and was tricked by the old man Zhang on the Chuluo to learn to cook, he hadn't touched the sword much for a long time.

If it weren't for the two swords he found in the small dark room of the "Hades", he might still not have used a real sword.

There is no other reason, in the sea and iron city Mengxue, they use ordinary wooden swords in swordsmanship classes, for these children who can't even hold the sword steadily, how can they let these little children use real swords.

Moreover, Yun Xiaotian's mother did not teach him too much martial arts, at most only some of the most basic moves.

Every time I go to Haitiecheng to accompany him, most of the time is spent training Yun Xiaotian's various survival skills.

His mother has always been reluctant to let the things in her body have a direct connection with Yun Xiaotian.

Therefore, whether it is Yun Xiaotian's exercises or combat skills, he is the same as the other students in the Mengxue of Haitie City, at most he is only a little more solid than them.

At this time, facing the "Great Sword Master" whose strength was many times higher than that he didn't know, he, a hairy boy, although he knew that he would definitely be defeated, still couldn't help but feel weak.

"Ah......", in line with the mentality that long pain is better than short pain, early death and early superbirth, Yun Xiaotian shouted, held the sword in his right hand, stepped on a slightly clumsy sword step, and slashed towards the Xixia Dream that had been waiting for him for a long time.

I have to say that the patience of Xixia Dameng is very good, the vast majority of people encounter this kind of rookie, and they are still grinding, either turn around and leave, or they will scold, and they will have already turned out to be a trick or two.

Although perhaps the most important purpose of the Great Dream of Western Xia may be to make money, he has not changed in the slightest in his mentality and aura since he had just finished saluting Yun Xiaotian.

Xixia Dameng saw Yun Xiaotian's stupid and stupid slashing, and kept moving sideways, dodging his attacks, including blocking two swords with a sword, which can be regarded as encouraging him to continue to work hard, so that he will not completely lose his fighting spirit.

Yun Xiaotian's situation was much worse than the worst situation estimated by Xixia Dameng, and without a sword, it was unlikely that Yun Xiaotian would force him to leave five meters away from his side.

In his opinion, Yun Xiaotian is completely chopping and chopping, the so-called "swordsmanship" is not much different from chopping wood and vegetables, there is no discipline at all, I really don't know if he has not learned swords at all, or if his teacher does not know how to use swords at all.

The two swords he just came out were just to test the strength of Yun Xiaotian's sword, and the result was quite satisfactory, barely reaching the middle and upper level of his age, which is also the only place where Yun Xiaotian can barely be regarded as an advantage in swordsmanship.

Let Yun Xiaotian slash indiscriminately for more than ten minutes, even Xixia Dameng felt a little tired, Yun Xiaotian's breath was disordered, his face did not change, and he still insisted on swinging his sword to attack Xixia Dameng.

For Yun Xiaotian's persistence, Xixia Dameng still appreciates it very much.

But now he's a little bored.

Although Yun Xiaotian has persisted, it has not brought much change.

If he was a student in school, he wouldn't have given him so much time to do all this useless effort.

Besides, now that he knows everything about Yun Xiaotian's sword, it's time to start teaching. After all, there is not much time, and your own signboard and reputation still can't be smashed.

So, he came out with his sword.

The sword of the Great Dream of Western Xia was on Yun Xiaotian's neck, just when Yun Xiaotian was defenseless, and he swung his sword at the Great Dream of Western Xia just now, when his sword was raised in mid-air and had not yet fallen.

Xixia Dameng withdrew the sword around Yun Xiaotian's neck and said with a smile: "Okay, little friend, the game is over." ”

Yun Xiaotian touched his neck, and the cold touch of the sword body still remained on it, making his heart beat faster and his heart shivered.

Yun Xiaotian, who has palpitations, although he knows that this is a virtual world, and if he dies here, he will not really die.

It's just that he will face unbearable pain and be forced to pop out of this virtual world, but he still can't hold back this instinctive fear of death.

"You still have some basic skills, the strength of the sword is still okay, for a warrior mid-level primordial ability, it's not bad, it seems that you haven't practiced the sword before."

"But ......, everything else is ......, how to put it......, although I don't want to say it, I really can only use one word, and that is "a piece of shit" ......,"

"Mess, do you think your enemy will stand still and cut you down? Don't you know how to anticipate your enemy's movements? ”

"Do you think you're a wild dog walking down the street, how can you get close to the enemy with your messy footwork?"

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Xixia's big dream began again, giving full play to his basic qualities as a teacher, and kept pointing out the problems of Yun Xiaotian's "swordsmanship" one by one, which was mixed with disdain and ridicule for the teachers who taught him before, and occasionally boasted about his wife's own worth from time to time.

"I can only call you two things today, the first is the twenty-four basic swordsmanship of the Federal Swordsmanship Teaching and Research Department, and the second is my own unique footwork, although it is only the most basic version, but it stands to reason that it will add money, seeing that you are still young, and it is my first business today, it will be cheap for you, and I will teach you for free."

Under the baptism of the Xixia dream, Yun Xiaotian has now put himself in the position of a student, and has always listened carefully to the teachings of the Xixia teacher.

Yun Xiaotian was a little puzzled that he had already learned this basic twenty-four styles of swordsmanship in Haitiecheng before, and he thought that he had learned it well, so he asked: "Teacher Xixia, I have already learned the twenty-four basic styles of swordsmanship." ”

Although he probably understood Yun Xiaotian's meaning, Xixia Dameng still said patiently: "You play a trick, come and see ......"

Yun Xiaotian held the long sword in his hand, recalling the twenty-four basic swordsmanship styles taught in the textbook and by the swordsmanship teacher of Haitiecheng, and practiced it smoothly from beginning to end under the gaze of the Great Dream of Western Xia.

Seeing that Yun Xiaotian had practiced the twenty-four basic swordsmanship styles, Xixia Dameng's grim face had a strange smile on it, and he said, "That's how your teacher taught you?" ”

Yun Xiaotian nodded.

Xixia Dameng couldn't help but scolded: "Sure enough, it is a mediocre master who misunderstands people's children, where is this swordsmanship, this is just dancing with a sword, with no trace of swordsmanship in it." ”

"Which school did you graduate from in Xingdu? I'm going to tear down their signboard? How could such a strange basic sword style be practiced. ”

Yun Xiaotian replied: "I studied in Haitie City, not in Xingdu. ”

"What ......? Where......? ”

Xixia Dameng had never heard of the name of Haitiecheng, and he didn't react for a while.

"A remote seaside town, in the southeast of the continent, is the lowest-level fifth-level acropolis."

Xixia Dameng was a little embarrassed, and his eyes became a little sympathetic when he looked at Yun Xiaotian, and said: "It seems that I really blame you, the level of swordsmanship teaching in that kind of place is really unimaginable, and it is no wonder that you will practice such a lame "swordsmanship" ......."

"But......, since you came to Xingdu from such a remote place, given your age, it seems that you came here to find a good school, right?"

Yun Xiaotian nodded and replied, "Yes." ”

Xixia Dameng's face was expressionless, still with that serious appearance, but he had a cloud smile in his heart, knowing that the young man in front of him had the potential to develop into a big customer.

"In this case, you should follow me and learn hard, you must know that it is all the young people of the entire Sea Lotus Star who are competing with you, and there are very few people from a small place like you, and people who have no ability will not have a place in the star."

Xixia Dameng demonstrated seriously, and at the same time stopped from time to time to guide Yun Xiaotian's movements and moves.

"The moves are dead, there are only twenty-four styles, but the so-called basic twenty-four styles of swordsmanship are not a set of sword dances, but twenty-four basic sword moves, the combination between different sword moves is not fixed, through your own understanding and needs when fighting, it is ever-changing."

"Your goal now is to forget the garbage you have learned before, familiarize yourself with different moves one by one, and then constantly combine different moves to form your own swordsmanship foundation twenty-four styles, only in this way, when you fight, can you send and receive freely, and you will not be surprised."

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Under the guidance of the Great Dream of Western Xia, Yun Xiaotian began to practice the basic twenty-four styles of swordsmanship again, trying simple combinations of different moves, and Yun Xiaotian, who became more and more sensitive, made rapid progress.

Even the Great Dream of Western Xia, who had seen countless geniuses and was guiding on the side, was surprised, and sighed in his heart, what an amazing kendo talent, such a terrifying comprehension.

"Oops...... Worked out for half an hour"

Xixia Dameng "deliberately" made this teaching last more than half an hour, and then shouted loudly in surprise.

"Young man, that's all for today, and the extra half an hour is just a gift from my teacher to the students."

Xixia Dameng sighed in a low voice alone with the voice that Yun Xiaotian could hear just now: "Two hours is still too little, ...... can't teach anything at all." ”

The big dream of Xixia stopped and wanted to increase the study time Yun Xiaotian had the opportunity to speak, and said: "Young man, practice hard, you have a clear bones and a very high talent, but there has been no guidance from a famous teacher, which has delayed your success." ”

"I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you, I'll give you my contact information later, if you need anything, come to me directly."

After speaking, the gray-white figure of Xixia Dameng became more and more dim, and disappeared into this independent closed fighting arena, leaving Yun Xiaotian unfinished, still trying new sword combinations.