Just when the group members were saying a word, Wu Mian had already come to another practice room and began to learn advanced swordsmanship.

"Have you ever heard of Edgeworthiness?"

When Wu Mian heard this, he immediately looked moved: "Flying Sword!?"

Although my parents are very strict, I have more or less read some Xianxia novels.

But......

Isn't this a fantasy world?

"I'll fly you up. ”

Lin Xin'an rolled his eyes directly: "How fast do you shoot?"

Wu Mian reported the test data for the morning: "208."

has reached the martial artist, but Lin Xin'an's face has not changed in the slightest.

"Where's the speed?"

"6.4 seconds. ”

Lin Xin'an pursed his lips and took a golden wood sword casually: "Give me a moon step stabbing rain." ”

Wu Mian looked at the old man, and he was not polite, his body turned into an afterimage, and a moon step stabbed at the old man quickly.

Thinking of the other party's sneering at him, Wu Mian held his breath in his heart, and this sword did not spare much.

You deserve to be stabbed!

The old man stood in place, not taking Wu Mian's sword in his eyes at all, and with a ghost cut in his hand, he directly swung Wu Mian's golden wood sword.

But at this moment, Lin Xin'an felt a lot of force erupt from the golden wood sword.

There is also an anti-ghost cut in the other party's stabbing rain!?

Wu Mian saw that the old man wanted to pretend to be forced, but he would not admit defeat easily.

In this sword, he directly used the power technique he had just comprehended, and used the power of qi and blood to push his own power point, increasing his speed and strength to the limit.

A "dang" sounded.

When the two wooden swords collided, there was a metal-like impact sound, and then Wu Mian felt that his palm was numb, and the wooden sword in his hand came out directly and fell to the corner of the wall.

Seeing that the old man was preparing to advance and attack, Wu Mian hurriedly chose to retreat.

It wasn't until he retreated four or five meters away that Wu Mian felt safe, so he stopped.

Without a sword in his hand, it was terrifying to face a great martial artist alone.

The momentum exuded by the other party alone, Wu Mian couldn't stand it.

At this moment, the old man's body turned into an afterimage, and disappeared in an instant, like a parallel line, spanning a distance of four or five meters, and a sword was thrown at his throat.

The speed of the other party's step was too fast, so fast that it exceeded Wu Mian's reaction.

Generally speaking, the speed of a person's shot and the speed of movement are completely two different concepts.

In the case of martial artists: their movement speed is only about 6 seconds, but the speed of their attack reaches 200 meters per second, but the old man's sword comes, and in just a few meters, the movement speed reaches 100 seconds per second......

In the midst of the lightning, Wu Mian could only choose to wave his arm to block, but the other party's speed was too fast, Wu Mian's arm had not been raised, and the sword had already reached his body.

"This is the speed of the Great Warrior!?"

Wu Mian couldn't believe it.

Obviously, the difference between the martial artist and the great martial artist is only one level, but the speed between them does not know how many times faster.

At the moment of death, Wu Mian, like most ordinary people, instinctively closed his eyes, closed his eyes and waited for death.

However, death did not come as he expected.

After a few breaths, Wu Mian secretly opened his eyes, and the Jin Mu Sword stopped in front of his throat, only two or three centimeters away from him, and when he looked at the Jin Mu Sword, he saw the old man's mocking face.

In an instant, Wu Mian felt that he might as well die directly in his hands.

"The next time you dare to compete with others and close your eyes, I don't have time during the day, and I will abolish you at night, hear clearly?"

Wu Mian nodded: "I heard clearly." ”

The old man snorted and withdrew his wooden sword: "The so-called swordsmanship is to control your body through swordsmanship, so that you can have extraordinary strength and speed in the flash. ”

Wu Mian had already recovered from the old man's blow, and for a while, he only felt that this name was full of slots: "High-level swordsmanship is high-level swordsmanship, do you have to take such a name!?"

"The sword I just now evolved from the Moon Step Thorn Rain, my requirements are not high, in a week, as long as you can push the Moon Step Thorn Rain a distance of one meter, even if you pass the level. ”

"One meter!?"

Wu Mian felt that it should not be too difficult.

Lin Xin'an is an old man, and through Wu Mian's micro-expression, he can see the other party's thoughts, and he sneered: Even if the other party reaches the mastery level, he has precise control over strength, qi and blood, but if he wants to control a distance of one meter, even if he is a talented person, it will take several months to cultivate.

One week!?

The reason why Lin Xinan only gave him a week was to hit the other party.

See through it, don't say it.

Next, Lin Xin'an began to teach this trick to Wu Mian.

In terms of moves, there is not much difference between the sword technique and the moon step stabbing rain, the real difference is in the power technique.

The original Moon Step Thorn Rain was mainly by involving human muscles, muscles and bones, while the enhanced version of the Moon Step Thorn Rain was reflected in the power of qi and blood operation skills.

Therefore, if you want to learn advanced swordsmanship, you must first reach the level of mastery.

And the members of the kendo group, although their swordsmanship is good, they are only at the proficiency level, and there is no reason why no one wants to teach them, until they meet Wu Mian......

At the beginning, although Lin Xin'an's face was tense, the corners of his mouth were curled.

But gradually, his expression became more and more confused, and his face became more and more ugly......

"With this talent and understanding, let alone a few months, thank God for being able to learn it in more than half a year. ”

In his heart, Wu Mian was able to cultivate swordsmanship to the proficient level at such a young age, and he was definitely a gifted category, but as time passed, he found that Wu Mian's comprehension was not as high as he thought?!

Lin Xin'an spoke from half past three to half past five, and then taught Wu Mian the first trick of swordsmanship.

I thought that the other party had a foundation in swordsmanship, and it would be enough to teach for half an hour, but it ended up being taught for two hours.

After teaching, Lin Xin'an didn't say much, just left, and ran away angrily.

How did such a fool cultivate swordsmanship to the proficient level!?

Looking at the back of Lin Xin'an leaving, Wu Mian sighed in his heart: "It's really difficult!"

Compared to swordsmanship, the control of swordsmanship over its own strength has reached an outrageous level, even if Wu Mian's swordsmanship has reached the proficient level, he still can't control the skills of advanced swordsmanship, it is too fine.

In Old Man Lin's words, Wu Mian's mastery level is not good enough.

But......

Wu Mian opens the skill card:

Edgeplay (Beginner)

......

Seeing that the time was not early, Wu Mian walked out of the practice room and was about to go home, but he was surrounded by seven or eight students, all waiting for him.

"New here, don't you want to introduce yourself?"

"My name is Wu Mian, I am seventeen years old this year, and I have not been a martial artist for a long time, so I will take care of the big guy in the future!"

If you want to blend in as a whole, you naturally have to lower your posture.

Besides.

The energy reactions of these people in front of him, the lowest of them have reached the intermediate level of martial apprentices, and in terms of qi and blood physique alone, he is really a "younger brother".