[Mission 4: Inspiration +1]

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[Mission 4: Inspiration +1]

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[Mission 4: Inspiration +1]

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[Task 4]

[R&D Project Name: Dugu Nine Swords (Difficulty: G ★)]

[Inspiration: 8]

[Complete the quest to get 'Gain +50,000' and 'Spirituality +50,000'.] 】

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"Sure enough, I have to play in person!"

Yan Chuang watched the inspiration of the 'Dugu Nine Swords' grow, and he was overjoyed.

As the saying goes: just talk and don't practice fake tricks!

He previously held the 'White Horn Horn' and commented the spectator seat, chattering endlessly, and his mouth was dry, but in the end, the feedback of "Teaching and Learning" and the inspiration growth of "Yanfa" were limited.

It's easy to understand.

Yan Chuang was born in the Iron Wire Martial Arts Gym, he knows best, whose martial arts hall disciples are not even talking and analogizing, who is not practicing while explaining?

Sometimes, it is even necessary to start beating and breaking corrections on the apprentices.

And what about Yan Chuang?

He was in the watch seat before—

One can't be rehearsed.

Second, there is no way to correct it.

can only be based on the performance of the players on the stage, play on the spot, and make corresponding explanations.

This time, the effect is naturally too poor.

Now it's different.

"I'm on the field myself, I'm dancing the sword myself."

"Explain while anaglyzing."

"The teaching effect has been greatly improved, and the effect of "Teaching and Learning" has of course skyrocketed!"

Yan Chuang was overjoyed.

According to this progress, you don't need to fight for forty or fifty days in a row, and you can complete the development of [Task 4: Dugu Nine Swords] in a maximum of twenty games.

But there's a problem with this --

"There are a total of seven rounds of 'Jianzhou Da Competition', from the first round to the seventh round, if you go all the way to the end and win all the way, you will play a maximum of ten games."

"There are too few shows!"

"Victory?"

"Of course, it's a lot of trouble, but for me, it's a big loss!"

Yan Chuang made a decision in an instant.

But there is no hurry.

'Cangshan on the Sword' stipulates that the time limit of each competition is two hours, and if the winner is not decided in two hours, it is a draw, and both are classified into the loser's group.

In this scene, Yan Chuang first taught boxing for more than half an hour, and then helped Yu Jinpeng experience the 'Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound' for half an hour.

It's been a whole hour.

After that, Yan Chuang made a move, boxed, and taught swords, and more than three quarters of an hour passed.

There were almost five quarters of an hour left.

There is still more time.

Yan Chuang had no intention of dragging Wang Zhengyi into the losers' group, but he was not in a hurry at this moment-

"Let's fight first!"

"The rest of the time, I can still earn a lot of inspiration and get a lot of feedback!"

Yan Chuang's sword is chic and elegant.

He went from shallow to deep and continued to teach-

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"The basic swordsmanship is probably these, it seems to be complex and diverse, but in fact, one move and one style, figure it out, learn a sword a day, at most three or five months, and you can generally get started."

"And after that, you can learn a deeper level of swordsmanship."

"For example, one of the eighteen widely spread boxing methods of Guangling Academy, the 'Twelve Hands Rotten Silk Winding Sword Technique', that is, the sword technique performed by this Feng Ru Feng Woman, is derived from the basic sword moves, and on top of this, it combines the artistic conception of the 'Silk Winding Boxing' boxing technique, and finally derives a high-level sword technique."

"This swordsmanship pays attention to 'stepping like a plow, stepping straight on the Zhonggong Chonghong Gate', footwork is important, and at the same time, the sword moves are on it, and it pays attention to 'walking swords like silkworms spinning silk, soft and stained', 'issuing like poisonous arrows off the string, and the law is strong'."

"Look—"

"Feng Ru makes a sword, stepping on the flood gate, forcing the middle palace, urging people with steps, hitting people with steps, sending people with steps, the sword goes out of a line, and there are swords all around the body when you retreat."

"This way of swordsmanship is a combination of defense and attack, with rigidity and softness, and softness overcoming rigidity, so as to combine rigidity and softness, and integrate offense and defense."

"Splitting hands and winding silk, winding silk fierce horse fist, winding silk coiling dragon fist, winding silk chain boxing, winding silk thirty hands, silk wrapping true trick, eight-step silk winding, Liuhe winding silk, nine-way silk winding, big cross, small cross、......"

"This 'Twelve Hands Rotten Silk Winding Sword Technique' contains too much of the essence of 'Silk Winding Fist', which can be described as a sword technique created by the culmination of 'Silk Winding Fist'."

"Learn boxing first, then learn sword, boxing through sword, practice sword with half the effort!"

"Learn the sword first, then learn boxing, sword through boxing, practice boxing with half the effort!"

"Feng Nuxia obviously entered the sword from the fist, and her boxing skills are not bad, but there are still many things that can be improved in the swordsmanship, such as this move 'Winding Silk Hundred Flowers Sword', which focuses on chaos, but Feng Nuxia is too neat, and it seems that the sword move is accurate, but it loses the essence of this move."

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Yan Chuang talks about swords, from shallow to deep.

After talking about the basic swordsmanship, he talked about the 'Twelve-Hand Rotten Silk Entanglement Swordsmanship' performed by Feng Ru, not only breaking and crushing, but not only from Feng Ru's body, Yan Chuang himself was also performing this swordsmanship-

Whew!

'Twelve hands rotten silk swordsmanship' in his use, the sword with him, with the sword, like a dragon out of the water, quiet like a civet cat catching mice, in the actual combat of the hand yin and yang, hiding gossip, stepping on the nine palaces, the inner and outer in its shape, and Feng Ru in one place, high judgment, more than ten times smarter.

"What a swordsmanship that combines fast and slow, rigid and soft!"

"This is no longer a 'rotten silk swordsmanship', it fell into the hands of Yan Chuang, and after he performed and adapted, he gave this way of swordsmanship more changes and more contents, it is already a brand-new swordsmanship!"

Ni Mengtong sat up straight.

She is also a master of making swords, and she thinks that in swordsmanship, no one in the entire Jianzhou can beat her. But today, seeing Yan Chuang's sword, I learned a lot from it in simple terms. She didn't think that her swordsmanship was inferior to Yan Chuang, but she only felt that Yan Chuang's understanding of swordsmanship was quite unique, which helped her a lot.

Look hard!

Listen carefully!

Ni Mengtong has gained a lot.

And in the field.

Feng Ru, who was 'repaid by Yan Chuang in his own way', was even more touched and gained under Yan Chuang's 'fingering'.

It's not just Feng Ru.

Although Yan Chuang was talking about the 'Twelve Hands Rotten Silk Winding Sword Technique', he continued to diverge, and Zhong Le and Teng Siqian, who also made the sword, also have a lot of gains.

While besieging Yan Chuang, the three of them were listening to the lecture and pondering the mystery of swordsmanship.

Enjoy!

Unconsciously forgot about the victory and defeat, and immersed himself.

However, the third daughter forgot, Wang Zhengyi didn't forget-

"We can't go on like this!"

Wang Zhengyi's spear and spear were like dragons, attacking Yan Chuang, but he was repeatedly frustrated, an inch long and an inch strong, but it was not as good as Yan Chuang's sword in his hand, and he easily parried.

The more he attacked, the more urgent he became, and he could see clearly that Yan Chuang could easily defeat the five of them with one enemy and five enemies, but he didn't make a dead move, he didn't rush to win, he just played, and he was addicted to being a good teacher, or Yan Chuang had been studying swordsmanship recently, and he couldn't extricate himself, in short, Yan Chuang could win at any time, but he was reluctant to win.

"Big than seven rounds!"

"Win it all!"

Wang Zhengyi did not want to enter the lower bracket, let alone enter the lower bracket with Yan Chuang in a draw, at that time, if he was too lucky, and met Yan Chuang in the repechage match in the lower bracket, Yan Chuang would definitely win, and both sides would either lose the selection, or only one side could enter the next round.

This will not work!

Wang Zhengyi pointed to the 'Cangshan on the sword', and there was no room for the slightest mistake.

He gritted his teeth—

"Fight!"

"I can't care about much!"

Immediately, I saw Wang Zhengyi holding a gun to feint against Yan Chuang, but with one hand, he took out a mist pearl in his arms, his blood was spurting thin, and his internal strength was swallowed, and a thick fog suddenly leaked out of this pearl, diffusing it, and in an instant, Yan Chuang, including Wang Zhengyi, all five people were shrouded.

Thick fog!

I can't see my fingers!

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"Huh?"

"What's fogging?"

"I just talked about that kind of 'soul chasing skillful fighting', and I haven't finished talking about it yet!"

Feng Ru almost wanted to scratch her ears and cheeks, but just before Yan Chuang explained and pointed out the 'Twelve Hands Rotten Silk Winding Sword Technique' was at the key point, she watched it carefully, listened carefully, and learned it seriously, and as a result-

The fog is rising!

Turn off the lights!

Feng Ru suddenly lost his vision, and Yan Chuang's 'teaching' was also forced to be interrupted.

Feng Ru's hatred!

At this time, I heard a voice that seemed to sound in my ears: "I have a thick fog, Yan Chuang can't see, and his hearing is also affected." Pay attention to your feelings, I will show you where Yan Chuang is, and I will show you where Yan Chuang is, and quickly besiege it, and do not delay any longer! ”

It turned out to be you!

Thick eyebrows and big eyes Wang Zhengyi!

Feng Ru didn't know what to say for a while, but it was indeed the 'Jianzhou Dabi' that was more important, and the matter had come to this point, and it was only right to win this game first.

Immediately.

She followed as she said, holding her breath and staring, feeling the guidance that the flow of mist brought to her, and pressed towards Yan Chuang.

It's not just Feng Ru.

Zhong Le, Teng Siqian, and Gong Yu also moved when they heard the sound.

Just now they also felt the pressure brought by Yan Chuang, and they also knew that most of them were going to lose this one, but they didn't expect that at this time, Wang Zhengyi actually hid such a treasure.

Dense fog together.

Yan Chuang was blind.

And they can be 'opened the back door' by Wang Zhengyi.

At this time, if you come to besiege Yan Chuang again, can Yan Chuang still be murderous?

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"Fog?"

Yan Chuang lifted a heavy fog around him, stretched out his hand and couldn't see his five fingers, he was in it, only to feel embattled on all sides, ambushed on all sides, this was a sign of great evil!

And!

It's not just fog!

In the fog, there are also light and shadow flickering, manifesting mountains, buildings, downtown and other scenes, this is a 'mirage', 'illusion', the image is full of vision, interfering with hearing, trance, in the ear, Yan Chuang seems to have heard the birds, beasts and insects between the mountains and rivers, heard the silk and bamboo songs and dances in the palace of the towers, and heard the noise in the streets and alleys.

Sight interferes with hearing!

And then it affects the whole, in a trance, making it impossible to distinguish between the real and the unreal.

Yan Chuang was in a thick fog, sometimes on the top of a high mountain, sometimes in the depths of the sea, sometimes there was a strong wind, sometimes there were huge waves, it was difficult to distinguish between the true and the false.

Accompanied by the sound of wind and rain, the sound of reading and selling, in the noisy sound, there was a strong wind coming, and the sword qi was pressing.

Feng Ru and the others finally attacked!

Boom!

Yan Chuang held a sword in his hand, guarding his body, blocking all attacks, and at the same time, carrying the "Zixia Divine Skill", his face was full of purple qi at that time, and his ears and eyes were doubly sensitive when he landed, and his hearing and vision could reach far.

This luck is clear to the ears and eyes.

"Here!"

Yan Chuang Qingming stabbed out four swords in a row, like a dragon parade in the river, and a swallow through the forest and pine forest-

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(End of chapter)