Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the courtyard, the sound of the impact of wooden swords was crisp.

Zhao Cheng just swung his sword casually, easily freehand, and every impact of the wooden sword made Zhao Xiaoxiang's originally not very smooth sword path immediately become smooth.

The first practice of swordsmanship is like this, to let the body, remember the feeling of force.

If possible, someone will help correct the sword path, and it will make rapid progress.

If you don't have any conditions, learn according to cheats and videos, it will take a lot of hard work, and even think about it to the end, not all of it will be correct.

In the past few months, with Zhao Cheng helping to practice swordsmanship every day, Zhao Xiaoxiang can be said to have made rapid progress, according to this progress, after a while, swordsmanship should be able to really get started.

"Are they sparring?!"

In the courtyard, Zhao Cheng's uncles and aunts, as well as his grandparents, who didn't know much about the situation, all had such thoughts.

When they went to school, although there were swordsmanship classes, how could there be swordsmen to correct their swordsmanship, and when they worked later, they also worked wholeheartedly, and it was too late to rest after work, and they didn't have the heart to study swordsmanship.

Yes, they didn't know the doorway inside, but they just felt that Zhao Cheng and Zhao Xiaoxiang seemed to be practicing against each other.

As for Zhao's father and Zhao's mother, although they also knew that the two of them would have this one in the morning, they just thought they were practicing.

Zhao Cheng's swordsmanship has suddenly become stronger, and they know it, but they don't have any idea how strong it is.

Zhao Cheng went to win the Youth Cup, but Zhao Cheng didn't say anything, because they just thought it was Zhao Cheng who really went out to play for a few days, and didn't think much about it.

Otherwise, the news of Zhao Cheng winning the championship would have spread to the circle of friends of relatives long ago.

Xuanwa belongs to traditional arts, even parents, who don't think much about their children's feelings.

At this time, they watched it, and they only thought they were practicing, and then they talked to Zhao Cheng's grandparents, uncles and aunts, and balabala or something, saying that the two children have suddenly become diligent and so on, and they have to come to such a day every day.

After that, I turned to something, diligence is a good thing, but I don't know, whether it's because I'm in love or something.

The group of elders is very strange, when the children are young, they say that early love is not good, and when they are older, they say that it is not good to be single.

Only Zhao Manyun, because he went to an aristocratic school, and the kendo instructors in the school were all swordsmen, did he see something.

On weekdays, when they take kendo classes, their instructors seem to be the same when they correct their kendo paths.

Zhao Cheng wields a sword, and each sword gives people a sense of relaxation and freehand, and the same is true when the instructor corrects the sword path for the students.

"He's a swordsman?!"

Zhao Manyun was taken aback by the idea that he suddenly came up, it is not that there are no swordsmen of this age, but that kind of person, throughout history, every hundred years, there are only a few.

And all of them, since childhood, he has shown an amazing endowment for swordsmanship, and then he was discovered by people who are either the country or the great inheritance, and cultivated with the best resources and the best conditions.

This is the only way to complete the road that others can walk in decades, or even more years, in just a few years.

Although Zhao Cheng has indeed become much better-looking, his aura is not the same, it would be too exaggerated to say that he is a swordsman.

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She didn't know that Zhao Cheng was indeed not a swordsman, but a swordsman was a swordsman to him.

Even, if it weren't for Zhao Cheng's willpower to forcibly suppress the instinct of life evolution, he is afraid that he would have taken that step naturally.

This "sparring exercise" lasted for almost 20 minutes, Zhao Xiaoxiang went to the back, even if it was winter, he was still sweating profusely, but Zhao Cheng, not to mention sweating, did not even turn red, and his breathing was not chaotic.

"According to your current progress, two months at the fastest and three months at the slow, you should be able to get started with swordsmanship."

"The entry is a level, and from the beginning to the mastery, to the mastery, it is all the kung fu of the water mill, as long as you are diligent enough, you can grind it."

Zhao Cheng encouraged.

"In the future, swordsmen can be expected!"

Zhao Xiaoxiang didn't speak when he heard this, adjusted his breathing for a while, and then said, "Then how long will it take for me to catch up with you?" ”

When Zhao Cheng heard this, he pondered for a moment and said solemnly: "If swordsmanship really exists at the highest level, you should have a chance. ”

For Zhao Xiaoxiang, he can't directly hit the enthusiasm of the other party, saying that there should be no chance in this life, and things like the next life, he can only say it euphemistically.

With his current progress, after half a year, he will become a swordsman, and his kendo talent will be further improved.

Moreover, this is still a snowball process, the more time passes, the stronger he becomes, the faster he can obtain resources, and at the same time, the talent will be more terrifying, and he will become stronger and stronger.

……

After the morning's incident, the elders only felt that it was a good thing that the child was motivated, especially Zhao Cheng's uncle and aunt, and they were even more wondering if their own cubs were too idle.

Zhao Manyun is okay, so he said that Zhao Dong, when he rested, he slept until noon and didn't get up, he was too lazy, but it was not good to criticize him during the New Year, so he could only wait until the New Year.

Zhao Dong: ????

And Zhao Manyun, since the morning, has fallen into a serious state of entanglement, did he look at the chair in the courtyard, sitting in the sun in a daze, Zhao Cheng, seemed to want to say something, but he still couldn't make up his mind.

When Zhao Dong finally woke up and came to the courtyard, what he saw was Zhao Cheng who was wandering outside the world under the sun, and Zhao Manyun, who seemed to be basking in the sun, but was a little restless.

As soon as he saw Zhao Dong, Zhao Manyun's eyes suddenly lit up, and when he had an idea, he directly pulled Zhao Dong, who was confused, into the house and whispered for a while.

"Brother Cheng, are you already a swordsman?!"

Zhao Dong ran to Zhao Cheng in a daze and asked, he was wondering if he hadn't woken up and was dreaming.

As soon as I woke up, my sister began to go crazy.

But because of my sister's long-term oppression, I had to come.

"It's not."

Zhao Cheng shook his head.

"Sister, Zhao Cheng said no."

Zhao Dong trotted all the way to the house.

"Brother Cheng, then how did you correct the sword path for people in the morning?"

Zhao Dong ran over and ran back again.

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"Sister, Zhao Cheng said, as long as you practice basic swordsmanship to the grandmaster."

Zhao Dong said, and he was stunned after speaking.

“？？？”

“！”

"Grandmaster!"

"What the hell!"

Zhao Dong was excited, and he reacted reluctantly.

Originally, he was forcibly pulled out of the bed, and he was still a little sleepy, but now he is not sleepy at all.