Qin Jihuan knew in his heart that swordsmen and warriors were just focusing on different directions, and there was no difference between high and low with each other. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At most, the swordsman sounds like he is a little higher, and he seems to be more upgrade, but in terms of strength, he is really not anything higher than a martial artist, that is, the talent for cultivating swordsmanship is better, and it is just suitable for sword practice.

This can be seen from the number of supreme masters in the world.

Among the several known supreme grandmasters, except for the Sword Saint who is sure to be a swordsman, he still doesn't know if the nameless is not, and the rest of the Zhang Sanfeng, who has made a low-key breakthrough and is not famous, including Ding Chunqiu, who just died at his hands, are not swordsmen, but their strength is not weaker than the Sword Saint at all.

"Although it sounds like a swordsman is indeed extraordinary, I still firmly believe that the sword is just a weapon of the warrior, and the real strength is still the warrior itself, so from today on, I will no longer have the luxury of swordsmanship, but to get out of my own martial arts!"

Qin Jihuan looked at Ximen Blowing Snow, and solemnly said his understanding of martial arts, different from Ximen Blowing Snow's sword practice since childhood, Qin Jihuan practiced boxing at the beginning, and swordsmanship was originally a halfway monk, and he has always only used it as a means to fight the enemy, and boxing is no different in nature, at most it is more powerful.

I thought that Ximen Blowing Snow, who was the top swordsman of our time, would refute his words, but he didn't expect that after listening to Qin Jihuan's understanding, he nodded in agreement,

"You're right, the so-called swordsman is just a warrior who is used to using a sword, you really don't have to be too demanding."

Letting go of the obsession he had always had with kendo, Qin Jihuan only felt that his mind was infinitely transparent for a while, and his whole body seemed to have become a lot lighter, and he even had an indescribable feeling of relaxation.

Now that he has listened to Ximen Fuxue's narration, Qin Jihuan, who thinks that he can't do "nothing other than the sword", finally really let go of his obsession and no longer pursue the way of the sword that is incompatible with his own nature.

"Thank you Brother Simon for your enlightenment, Qin will remember it in my heart."

Respectfully bowed his hand to Ximen Blowing Snow, Qin Ji said happily and convincingly, after all, if it weren't for Ximen Blowing Snow, this peerless swordsman with a super high status in his heart would tell him, I am afraid that he would not be able to make this determination on his own.

After all, as a modern person, he has always had special feelings for the word swordsman, so how can he admit that he is not suitable to be a swordsman?

And this is what Qin Jihuan has always been struggling with, on the one hand, he wants to be a real swordsman, but on the other hand, he can't really be sincere with the sword, and in the end, he can only be unpleasing to both sides.

"You saved me?"

Qin Jihuan had just bent down to thank him, and Ximen Fuxue was about to return the salute, but he didn't want a female voice to suddenly come from behind him, which made all the eyes of several people look over.

"Why did you save me?"

The new woman was dressed in white, and her pretty face also looked a little pale, and she looked pitiful, looking like she was recovering from a serious illness, and she spoke with a thick crying tone, and said to Ximen Fuxue without love.

"Why don't you save it?"

Compared with this emotionally rich woman, Ximen Blowing Snow is much calmer, perhaps because of his own personality, so that whether he is facing Qin Jihuan, ruthless, or this woman, he has the same attitude, that is, calm, even cold.

Perhaps, this is also a trait of a swordsman?

"Do you know that I'm sadder than dead!?"

Although he didn't know what was going on, Qin Jihuan was also happy to see the excitement of Ximen Blowing Snow, seeing that the woman picked up the kitchen knife on the table, he couldn't help but take the initiative to take two steps back, came to Ruthless's side, and watched Ximen Blowing Snow's reaction with relish.

"Although my master killed three senior sisters, he raised me as an adult after all, I,"

"It's none of my business."

"But why am I the only one alive!? Also appeared in the enemy's house, how can I meet people!? ”

"Ignorance."

Listening to the conversation between these two people, Qin Jihuan finally understood, it seems that this woman is also a poor person, the master who raised her since she was a child is actually a scum.

"Good! For the sake of innocence, me! ”

Seeing that Ximen Chuixue was still cold, the woman couldn't help but get angrier and angrier the more she spoke, and she was about to raise a knife to kill herself, but she didn't want to be caught by the wrist of Ximen Chuixue, who was superb in martial arts, and after throwing away the kitchen knife, she didn't care about her fierce resistance, and actually hugged one of them directly into her arms.

"I'll go! Is it blowing snow in the West Gate? This girl's methods are completely domineering president's style! ”

Qin Jihuan watched the progress of things in a daze, and it was not until the woman stopped resisting, blushed, closed her eyes, and lay on Ximen Fuxue's broad shoulders with a look of enjoyment, that she finally spit out a sentence.

"What nonsense!"

Qin Jihuan's mouth was quick for a while, but he forgot that Ruthless was still standing by his side, and when he saw Ruthless and angry, he couldn't help laughing embarrassedly, and then said to the men and women in front of him who were still hugging each other,

"Brother Simon, I'll leave first, and I'll bother you another day."

"No."

easily subdued a woman's heart, but Ximen Fuxue's expression and tone still did not change in the slightest, and he responded to Qin Jihuan calmly.

"Gone!"

Ignoring whether there would be anything embarrassing about these two people in the future, Qin Jihuan greeted him ruthlessly, left Ximen's house, and went straight back to the Shenhou Mansion.

Ignoring many miscellaneous matters and saying hello to Ruthless, Qin Jihuan hid on the roof alone and continued his previous understanding.

I saw him put the Peerless Sword in his hand, silently recalling the essence of the Sword Saint's move Sword Twenty-Three, until in the end, he shook his spiritual power violently, and actually expelled all the imprints left by the Sword Saint in his mind!

Now that he understands that he has no chance to become a swordsman, then the old way of this sword saint will naturally not work, and leaving this brand is also harmful, although in this way, he can no longer use sword twenty-three in a short time, but in the long run, he was able to break through the shackles of the sword saint and walk out of his own path.

With a shock of the long sword, Qin Jihuan once again used the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, from Sword One to Sword Twenty-two, after meticulously using it, he did not stop practicing the Dugu Nine Swords, which had long been abandoned, until he practiced all the swordsmanship he knew, Qin Jihuan laughed and put away the Wushuang Sword.

From today on, Qin Jihuan has finally officially gotten rid of the influence of the so-called sword path, and has truly stepped out of the shackles of the sword saint, and the Holy Spirit Sword Technique has been used from his hands, and it has completely become his own martial arts, and it can change as he likes.

"Po Jun, why are you so happy?"

Hearing Qin Jihuan laughing alone on the rooftop, Zhuge Zheng, who had just returned from the palace, asked with interest.

During this period of time, although Qin Jihuan ignored mundane things, and even did not contribute much with ruthlessness, Zhuge Zheng, as the master of the Shenhou Mansion and the teacher of the current emperor, it was obviously impossible to stay out of the matter, and in recent times, he had to enter the palace every day to discuss countermeasures with the emperor and ministers.

"Mr. Zhuge is back? How's it going? Is there any progress? ”

At this time, Qin Jihuan, who had just taken the first step of his martial arts, was obviously in a very good mood, and after seeing Zhuge Zheng and me coming back, he actually spoke for the first time and took the initiative to ask about the imperial court. (To be continued.) )