There are thousands of martial arts in the world, but they can't escape the two categories of fists and feet and weapons, the sword is the head of a hundred soldiers, there are many users, not to mention, even in Yunzhou City, there are many dust rangers, with swords as weapons.

However, there are many swordsmen in the world, but there are not many who can really be called swordsmen, why?

Most of them use swords as weapons, but they don't know how to use them, just like a farmer who swings his fists in a fight, but no one thinks he is proficient in boxing.

Han Chuang caught the wooden sword thrown by the mysterious man, his wrist suddenly sank, the tip of the sword touched the ground, and there was a "bang" sound, similar to the sound of metal collision, he raised his head in surprise and asked:

"Why is it so heavy? ”

This wooden sword greatly exceeded the weight of an ordinary longsword, and even a Xuantie sword of the same size would not have such a weight.

Han Chuang tried again, and with all his strength, the tip of the sword slowly lifted up, trembling, as if it might fall at any moment, until he passed his true qi through his wrist, and then he held the wooden sword, but at this moment, his face was red, and the top of his head was steaming like smoke, and he could see that he had done his best.

Seeing this scene, the mysterious man smiled and said: "This is made of deep-sea ironwood, the weight is comparable to that of dark iron, the toughness can be compared to pure gold, and it sinks when it enters the water, which is definitely not something that ordinary people can use." ”

Han Chuang looked at the trembling tip of the sword, and couldn't help but shake his head and said, "What are you giving me this thing for? I don't know how to use a sword." ”

Although he can also use a few rough swordsmanship, in front of this mysterious person, he does not dare to claim to be able to use a sword.

The mysterious man smiled: "It is precisely because you can't that I will teach you to use the sword, and I will teach you what to do when you know - only the sword technique will give full play to the maximum effect of the Tianyan martial soul." ”

He stopped and said slowly: "The so-called 'knife goes white, sword goes black', the sword is the heaviest and lightest, the sword is light, thin, thin and short, when dealing with other weapons, only to sweep its edge, cut steel in the gap, and win with body and move changes." For a true swordsman, there is no better martial soul than being able to see through the opponent's moves in an instant. ”

Han Chuang said, "You mean to say that I have the ability to understand the subtleties, and the most suitable thing is to cultivate swordsmanship?"

The mysterious man said solemnly: "That's right, it's swordsmanship, if you have excellent swordsmanship, you won't be controlled by Cui Meiniang's poisonous palm, think about how I deal with her." ”

Han Chuang shook his head slightly, and a sword stabbed by a mysterious person at Cui Meiniang appeared in his mind, between the lightning and the fire, the sword light pierced the palm shadow, to achieve such an effect, speed, strength, and grasp of the move are all indispensable.

The mysterious man smiled: "What, you are tempted, isn't it? learning swordsmanship with me is your best choice." ”

Han Chuang's eyes lit up, and he said: "I admit that I am tempted, and I also admit that the swordsmanship you said is my best choice, but why should I learn from you, don't the Han family and the Qingzhu Sect have good swordsmanship?"

Although he said this, he still had a layer of thought in his heart: "This man in black has a mysterious origin, he saved me three times and twice, and he wants to teach me swordsmanship, is there really such a kind person in this world?"

As if he had seen through Han Chuang's thoughts, the mysterious man laughed "haha", and said in a mocking tone: "Are you afraid that I will harm you?"

Han Chuang didn't dodge, met his gaze, and said coldly: "The heart of defense is indispensable, you gave me a pill for nothing, and you want to teach me swordsmanship for nothing, I can't let me doubt you, as for whether you are good or bad, only you know." ”

Han Chuang didn't believe in the good things of pies falling from the sky, and the experience of his previous life told him that most of the pies falling from the sky were trapped.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the mysterious man shouted: "Han family Han Chuang, don't forget that I saved your life." "Take a step forward, and the momentum on your body is together, oppressing Han Chuang.

For a while, Han Chuang only felt as if a mountain was pressing on his body, and the bones of his body were oppressed "gurgling", he forcibly squeezed out a little smile, and said lightly: "If you want my life, take it, if you don't make the purpose clear, it is impossible for me to learn swords with you." ”

"Hahaha! Sure enough, it is the Han family of Yunzhou, who is arrogant, just like your father. ”

As soon as the mysterious man retracted his momentum, Han Chuang immediately stood unsteadily, fell to the ground, he gasped roughly, and the top of his head was steaming like smoke, and in a short moment, he was overconsumed.

He thought to himself: "What kind of cultivation is this mysterious person, the pressure on me is much greater than that of Cui Meiniang in the concentrating period, is he a master of the soul melting period?"

There are no masters in the Soul Melting Period in Yunzhou, even in the entire Southeast Region, there are not many masters in the Soul Melting Period, Han Chuang began to doubt the identity of the mysterious person, and wanted to resist to the end, but as soon as he heard the word "father", his heart trembled violently, and he forced himself to get up and asked:

"What does it have to do with my Han family?"

"It doesn't matter. The mysterious man said coldly.

"Then you know my father?" Han Chuang asked again.

"I've met once. The mystery man replied.

Han Chuang thought to himself: "My father has not been out of Yunzhou for more than ten years, and he said that he had seen my father, it must have been more than ten years ago, when my father went out to travel for that period of time. ”

No one in the Han family knew what happened to Han Dongshan during that time, only that he took back a child, that is, Han Chuang, and took over the Han family from the old master-that was the thing he rejected the most in the past.

Han Chuang asked loudly, "Where did you see it?"

The mysterious man pondered for a moment, then finally sighed and said, "I know you have too many doubts, I can promise you one thing, as long as one day, you can defeat me with your swordsmanship, I will tell you everything." Mine, the Han family, and everything from your father. ”

Han Chuang didn't think that the mysterious person would lie to him, he could feel this, his eyes lit up, and said, "Really?"

The mysterious man said coldly: "Naturally." The conversation changed, "Then you are willing to practice swords with me now?"

Han Chuang's eyes flashed, and he was about to bow when he got up, but was stopped by a mysterious person.

"I only instruct you, you don't need to apprentice, you have your own master. Mysterious and humane, his tone was a little cold.

Han Chuang smiled and said, "Then I didn't take advantage of you?"

The mysterious man said with a smile: "What do you think?"

Before the words fell, he pulled out a wooden sword out of nowhere, pointed at Han Chuang's chest, and shouted, "Be careful!"

This sword did not use true qi, nor did it use martial spirit, it was just an ordinary sword, but in Han Chuang's eyes, it was as fast as thunder, he subconsciously blocked his hand in front of his chest, and the next moment, he felt a pain in his wrist, and the wooden sword came out of his hand.

The mysterious man put away his sword and stood up, shouting: "You are too bad, you don't even have the most basic sword gripping technique, how can you use a sword?"

Han Chuang shot back: "But you asked me to use a sword, and you said that I am not worthy of using a sword?

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the mysterious man: "Stop! Pick up the wooden sword and keep coming!"

Han Chuang gritted his teeth, picked up the wooden sword with both hands, and before he could swing it, he heard the mysterious man shout: "The technique is not right, it's not a two-handed heavy sword, it's a one-handed sword!" Before he finished speaking, another sword knocked down the wooden sword in Han Chuang's hand.

Han Chuang silently picked up the wooden sword, stood with the sword in one hand, and the mysterious man shouted: "Stand firm! ”

Han Chuang tried to stand firm, but this deep-sea ironwood sword was extremely heavy, pressing his body to a side, and seeing that he was about to fall, the mysterious man reached out a sword, against his waist, and said: "This is to train your arm strength, don't think that swordsmen are a group of fools who rely on true qi to fight, more often, we rely on insight, and it is our pursuit to achieve the maximum effect with the least amount of true qi." ”

After speaking, he walked in front of Han Chuang and continued: "Palm pointing up, use the power of index finger and thumb to drive the entire palm, wrists and shoulders must be relaxed, see if you are as tight as a puppet!"

Although Han Chuang was not angry in his heart, he still did as he said, and he was really a lot more relaxed, and as soon as a little smile appeared on his face, he heard the mysterious man shout again:

If I am your opponent, I will definitely be happy to see this posture, and I don't know how to hide the flaws all over my body, do you think that your goal is not big enough? Lean a little to the side, straighten your waist and raise your head. ”

As he spoke, he corrected Han Chuang's posture with a wooden sword, or tapped his chin, or touched his waist, or slapped his thigh violently, until Han Chuang completed a perfect standing posture, this harassment would not stop.

He nodded and said, "Yes, that's it, this is the real posture of standing with a sword, also known as a sword pile, which is a body formation invented by a swordsman; ”

Han Chuang couldn't help but roll his eyes, although he knew that the mysterious man was right, don't look at this simple sword pile, the posture must be exactly the same, ordinary people can only achieve the current effect after years of training, with the ability to understand the subtlety and the foundation laid by the five fists of the I Ching, Han Chuang has a unique advantage in controlling his own muscles, which can learn the most basic and important sword pile of swordsmanship in a short period of time.

Han Chuang had just taken out a perfect sword pile, and the shortcomings of his arm strength were evident again, although his body could remain in a relatively static state, the right arm that could hold the sword unconsciously lowered downward.

Han Chuang couldn't help but say, "What if the sword falls?"

The mysterious man sneered, leaned into Han Chuang's ear, and Sen Ran's voice chiseled into Han Chuang's cochlea: "The sword and the hand are one, will your hand fall off?"

Before the words fell, another sword was picked at Han Chuang's wrist, only to hear a "snap", and the wooden sword fell heavily to the ground.

The mysterious man waved his hand and said coldly: "Congratulations, your hand has fallen off." ”

Then he shouted: "Come again, start over for me, until you get to the point where you hold this deep-sea ironwood sword and don't move at all, I will only give you five days, if you still can't do this within five days, it can only mean that you are not suitable for sword training." ”

Han Chuang bit his lower lip fiercely, a smell of blood washed in his mouth, and he said coldly, "I know, I will definitely finish it!"

After speaking, without waiting for the mysterious person to remind him, he picked up the fallen wooden sword and continued to pick up the sword stake posture.