Chapter 233: Sword Training

I don't know if Zhuoma was excited or because he mastered superpowers for the first time, he didn't sleep all night, pestering Lu Ziming to tell him stories outside, but he didn't know when he fell asleep.

Dolma's superpower turned out to be electricity, which could pull a long arc between his hands, and the voltage should reach hundreds of volts.

Lu Ziming didn't know how to use electric energy at all, and it was the first time he saw electricity, so in desperation, he could only teach him the method of using fire energy, and as for the effect, he couldn't control much.

"I've seen the fire, the ice, the wind, and the gold, it's the first time I've seen your electric talent, there's not much I can teach you, the key depends on how you master it, now I can only teach you to use combat skills first, to make up for the lack of your ability?"

Listening to Zhuoma, those who are ready to participate in the selection of warrior qualifications have reached the second order or above, and their physique is even more than the third order, Dolma's ability cannot be put on the table at all, and he can only make up for it with a little combat skill he has just mastered, this is like a primary school student teaching kindergarten children to fight, is the effect...... It's hard to say?

It's not because of how confident Lu Ziming is, nor because of how talented Zhuoma is, it's hard to say about combat skills, a person who knows martial arts, it's not a problem to deal with three or four strong men at the same time, Lu Ziming's combat skills are not high, but compared to those herdsmen on the grassland, he is somewhat sure.

Greedy and chewy, Lu Ziming didn't want to teach all the swordsmanship to Zhuoma, he could master a combat technique in seven days and exert the greatest power, there was no other choice.

"Thorn!"

"That's it, you have to concentrate all your energy, focus on one point, and follow the method I gave you, mobilize the energy in your body to inject it into the wooden sword, and come again!"

Lu Ziming found that he had no ability to teach combat skills at all, and his patience was extremely poor, perhaps because of the high requirements for Zhuoma, or because Zhuoma's comprehension was not enough, in his eyes, Zhuoma was simply stupid.

"How many times have I said it, you have to learn to control the output of your energy, don't pour all the energy in your body into the wooden sword, the energy in your body can be used a few times, and then come back!"

"Now is the time to practice, you have to learn to control the speed and strength of the sword, the faster the sword, the better, nor the greater the strength, the better, do you understand the balance of the body?

"Why are you so stupid, I'll show you again, the heart mirror must be peaceful, the hands can't tremble, and the strength of the whole body can't be pressed all on the wooden sword, so it's easy to be caught by the opponent, do it again!"

“......”

In the ancient scroll swordsmanship, the slash style barely reached the superb level, and this was due to the fact that he was in a hurry to escape from the enclosed space at that time, and frantically practiced the slash style to the mastery, and the other sword styles could only be regarded as an entry level at most.

The sword style is a boring mechanical repetition again and again, there is no trick, every time you feel the sword, you can experience the difference of the sword style, the sword practice is actually the practice of the sword soul, is a slow process of precipitation and sublimation, and every step in the middle can not be opportunistic.

Sword style practice 10,000 times can reach the entry, practice 100,000 times may not be able to achieve mastery, this is a process of training, experience and feeling, maybe people with a high level of understanding will understand the mystery in a flash of inspiration, and those who have never been able to get started, may be a lifetime between the beginning and the mastery.

The next level from the mastery is the subtlety, which is a very wonderful law that needs to be experienced by the heart, not by how many millions of times you repeat it mechanically.

From subtlety to divine skills, this is completely an unattainable realm, in the words of pretending to be forced, it has truly achieved the realm of no sword in the hand and a sword in the heart, which is a monument, only for people to admire and fascination.

When the slash style reaches the mastery, Lu Ziming has a slight touch, the entry-level mirror wall that requires 120 energy units to destroy, after reaching the mastery, only 100 energy units can destroy the mirror wall, reducing the energy consumption by 20%, what if the sword style reaches the micro level?

Empty sword practice and actual combat are two completely different concepts, and I barely practiced the slash style to mastery, completely because of the needs of the time, but other sword styles did not have such an opportunity, so they stayed at the entry stage.

Zhuoma is practicing in the air, and it is also the stabbing sword style that Lu Ziming has just started, and the effect is poor, and it can't be worse.

This is also a decision that there is no way, the stabbing sword style is very suitable for Dolma's current electric talent, if you insist on practicing the sword slashing style, the power is not as good as the stabbing style, and the most powerful sword style is naturally selected at the same time.

Zhuoma practiced swords, Lu Ziming also practiced swords on the side, both of them practiced stabbing swords, one is the output of pure energy, the other is the output of electric attributes, Zhuoma's sword tip can see a trace of shining electricity, and Lu Ziming's sword tip only has a trace of qi fluctuations.

Zhuoma looked at Lu Ziming's gentle, powerful and calm stab enviously, in his eyes, it was a thorn in the world, but Lu Ziming knew that this stab had no real momentum. In order to achieve a superb stab, it is necessary to unite the heart and sword, and the strength is completely condensed on the tip of the sword, which looks plain and unremarkable, but has an endless trend.

Both of them have no previous guidance, they can only feel their own hearts, from the potential to the gods, a strong heart is essential, every direction, every movement, and even the cooperation of the hand-eye to the heart, is not a simple mechanical repetition can be achieved.

"Remember! To practice the sword, you must move like a tiger descending the mountain, be as quiet as a virgin, walk like a dragon and snake flying, be as fast as a goshawk catching a rabbit, and suddenly fight in all directions at night, and it is just like a line of shocking the sky. Where to practice the sword method, first seek wrist strength, then learn waist steps, and then practice swordsmanship, and gradually move the sword into a momentum, with the waist step with the wrist, twist and fall, look around before and after, both left and right, jump and advance, in order to split the mountain cracked stone, a blow to the hole through the earth. ”

"Practicing the kung fu of the sword, the first focus on the mind, there is a recuperation, concentrating on the spirit, there are footwork, body method, and even swordsmanship outside, practice to superb restoration, have their own power to take the clouds, the wonder of the gods, the wonder of the ghost, in the way of martial arts, there is really great help. Practicing the sword is like practicing the heart, if the heart is not quiet, the sword will not succeed, and if the sword is not successful, the sword will not be able to turn a blind eye. ”

In the camp, all kinds of wonderful entertainment performances are constantly staged, wonderful equestrian performances are indispensable, the unique Mongolian fighting competition is a symbol of strength, immediately archery, immediately chase, all of which attract bursts of cheers, but this qiē has nothing to do with the two people.

No one noticed the disappearance of the two of them, one was someone who shouldn't have appeared, and the other was a cowherd baby who no one cared about, every morning, Zhuoma still drove the cattle and sheep to disappear at the end of the camp, and few people noticed that there was a person sitting tremblingly on a short war horse, he was Lu Ziming.