Chapter XII. Basic knife type

Ever since he had seen the mysterious power of the sacrifice that night, Ahan had been obsessed with it, and that power was truly amazing. And the power is amazing, that huge horned python, under the power of sacrifice, actually has no power to resist. This seems so incredible to a person from Earth, and compared to the power of the sacrifice, the sub-bear who fought with him is not worth mentioning.

Every man dreams of becoming a superman, and every man has a martial arts dream.

Although when Yahan's soul was possessed by this race, his power was already a superhuman existence on the earth, if he returned to the earth, under the weak gravitational pull of the earth, he didn't even need to use all his strength, and the speed could easily break through the speed of sound. But this is not the earth, there are such people everywhere here. Here he is like the common people on earth.

He had always had a sense of crisis in his heart, especially when he saw the powerful and mysterious power of the sacrifice, this sense of crisis deepened.

The world was so mysterious that his knowledge was confined to the vicinity of this village. Not to mention whether other tribes have a more powerful existence than sacrifice, just look at the terrifying scars on the body of the hunting team every time they come back, you can know that the horror of this world is terrifying. In just three years, the five clansmen had lost their lives forever, killed by the beasts of the forest.

In this unknown and mysterious world, the only thing that can guarantee his safety, and the most reliable evidence, is not wisdom, nor all kinds of knowledge from the earth, but strength, great power.

Although he is now much more powerful than children of the same age, a slightly stronger adult can easily kill him without resistance.

Therefore, since he was reincarnated in this world, he has not stopped cultivating his mudra for a single day, and for three and a half years, rain or shine every day, it is completely different from the attitude of fishing for three days and drying nets for two days in his previous life.

Before he came into contact with the formal cultivation method, the only thing he could rely on was the handprint cultivation method that also came from the earth, and with his cultivation, he was surprised to find that a magical ability had gradually appeared in his body.

Not only is the strength of his body growing rapidly, but his eyes and ears are also becoming extremely smart, even in the dark night, he can clearly see the scenery in the distance. He could also hear the snoring and scolding of the uncle in the clan at night.

And his control of muscles is becoming more and more flexible, and every time he throws a punch, he has a vivid feeling, as if all the muscles are condensed into one.

But the cultivation of the mudra alone was far from enough, he had to become stronger, instead of waiting for the time to be wasted year after year.

Yahan believes that even the kind of miraculous cultivation in the future is very important for physical fitness. Because he understands that no matter what, the flesh is the foundation, the vessel of everything, and how big the container is, and how much it can hold, depends in part on how far it can go in the future.

Childhood is the time when the body is at its most malleable, and this period is undoubtedly the golden time.

So the day after the end of the sacrificial day, after returning from training in the village and eating some dried meat, he dragged the heavy steel knife out of the village in the afternoon and came to the foot of the remote mountain, intending to practice his knife skills.

However, he didn't know any knife skills, and he didn't practice any swords when he was on Earth. In this world, although he once played with a bone knife, but it was just wielded at will, and he didn't take him seriously at all, after all, he came from the era of peace, and he had an instinctive rejection of such dangerous objects.

Relying on the strength of the big knife is light, the bone knife is dancing well, and if you meet a layman, you can also fool the past.

But this time, his mind changed drastically, and he suddenly realized that the knife that was controlled on the earth, and then it was very likely that it was the guy who was eating, and it was imperative to cultivate the knife.

Although he didn't know what sword techniques were, he also understood some understanding of sword techniques after reading martial arts novels in his previous life.

No matter how complicated and powerful the knife technique is, it is a combination of some simple basic moves, if you can integrate these simple moves into the bone marrow and become the instinct of your body, once you encounter a dangerous situation, you can go with the knife and use it at your fingertips.

But he also understands that to achieve that state, without extraordinary perseverance, he can't succeed at all.

The move is integrated into the bone marrow and becomes instinct, without tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of times, a slash in one posture will not achieve much at all. And this is just a move, if you want all the moves to be integrated into the bone marrow, it will take years of hardship.

However, he has no swordsmanship and no teacher at all. If he wants to achieve something in the knife, he can only use this dirt method.

Thinking of this, his face froze, his lips closed, he raised the steel knife, and used all his strength to slash forward.

Once, twice, ......, he slashed more and more slowly, and after less than fifteen slashes, he was out of breath. Sit on the ground with a butt. This knife was very heavy, and I don't know how many catties there were, and after swinging it less than twenty times, my arms were weak and my muscles were sore, and I had to stop and rest for a while.

After resting for a while, Ahan got up again and began to chop again.

This time, I insisted on it even less, only ten times, and I was already out of strength. He shook his numb arm, always feeling that there seemed to be something wrong with his posture, when chopping, the action was jerky, and the whole body had an indescribable awkwardness, as if the body would also be thrown out with the knife.

Ahan used to wield a bone knife, which was light in texture, and coupled with his great strength, he had never felt that awkwardness, but now when he touched this heavy steel knife, this feeling was reflected.

"It seems that I used the wrong knife position!" He frowned and pondered, not knowing that he was in the wrong place.

At this time, his inspiration came quickly, and a sentence about swordsmanship in his previous life was like a lightning bolt suddenly passing through his mind: "Go with the sword!" The knife is fierce! The knife is fast, the law is fast! ”

If before, he couldn't understand what this sentence meant, but now that he has a personal experience, he suddenly understands. Of course, this is not an epiphany, but an understanding of the meaning of this sentence.

He picked up the knife again, and gestured again and again, in the process, his swinging posture was slowly adjusting, and every time he chopped, his footsteps followed closely. Firmly remember the four words that the knife carries with you. Every time you slash, you pay attention to the sensations in your body until you feel the fullest, and then you are satisfied with this position.

Before he knew it, he had slashed the twentieth sword. And his body still had some strength left, and he continued to slash ten times before he stopped panting.

It was only at this time that he finally understood that his previous posture was completely wrong, that he was simply slashing with the brute force of his arm, except for his hands, other parts of his body did not cooperate at all, so it was strange that he didn't feel so awkward and laborious.

When he was tired, he rested for a while, and when he was done, he chopped again. The blue-white sun gradually slanted westward, and gradually, between the swings of his knife, the jerky feeling was gradually disappearing, and when the blade slashed, there was actually a trace of knife power.