The red girl and Kunlun sat side by side on a bench in the shade of the bamboo forest, resting in the shade while waiting for Luo Changfeng to return.

It's just that the two of them are sitting together, the difference in body shape is quite a bit of Beauty and the Beast, the red girl has just arrived at Kunlun's waist, and the length of Kunlun's sword alone is almost to her chest.

At this time, Kunlun was holding his sword with both hands, his chin was on the back of his hand in a daze, the red girl looked at him sideways, patted his arm, and said, "Eh, Kunlun, how much does your sword weigh?"

Kunlun straightened up, stretched out his hand, and compared his thumb with his index finger crossed.

The red girl stammered: "Eighty pounds? If I carry it, I will almost be unable to walk." ”

Kunlun grinned, touched his head, then lifted the heavy sword, spread it with his left hand, put the sword on the palm of his hand, checked it, and spread it with his right hand to the red girl, and said, "Ah." ”

The red girl's eyes widened and she exclaimed, "You mean that you still think the eighty-pound sword is too light?"

"Uh-huh. ”

"You've got a lot of strength. ”

The two chatted for a while, and I don't know how long it took, and finally heard the sound of footsteps outside the bamboo forest.

The two looked back, and saw Luo Changfeng with a long sword in his waist, and a large log on his left and right shoulders, the log was nearly zhang long, and Kunlun's thighs were as thick, and the bottom end had been sharpened and could be driven into the ground.

The two stood up and greeted them, Kunlun inserted the heavy sword back into his back, and took the initiative to take the two logs.

Luo Changfeng walked to an open space, pointed to the ground and said, "Kunlun, hit one here, the height is ...... It's up to your chest, and the rest of it all goes into the ground. ”

"Uh-huh. Kunlun nodded, put down one first, and then held the other with both hands, and walked to Luo Changfeng's designated place.

"Ah......h

Kunlun exhaled, shouted, and with the strength of both arms, he planted the wooden stake straight into the ground, and the pointed part disappeared directly.

Kunlun then straightened up, compared with his own body, and then reached his neck, and then he drew his heavy sword, jumped up suddenly, and slammed the bottom of the hilt into the top of the log.

"Tom"

With a muffled sound, the log suddenly sank down again, Kunlun compared it again, knocked it twice, and finally got it in place.

Kunlun nodded with satisfaction, and then picked up another log and looked at Luo Changfeng.

Luo Changfeng walked two feet away from the beaten log and said, "Let's hit this one!"

Kunlun Yiyan hit the second log into it, clapped his palms, walked to Luo Changfeng's side, and looked at him curiously.

Luo Changfeng pulled out her sword from the red girl's hand, walked to the bench, put the sword on the stool, and only stretched the tip of the sword out of the stool, then stood on the stool and stepped on the sword body.

"Kunlun, use your heavy sword to cut off the tip of this sword. ”

Although Kunlun didn't understand Luo Changfeng's intentions, he completed what he ordered without discounting.

"Ding"

As the Kunlun heavy sword slashed down, there was a crisp sound, the tip of the sword broke, and the tip of the sword became flat.

Only then did Luo Changfeng return the sword without the tip to the red girl, and said, "Come here." ”

The red girl followed Luo Changfeng curiously, walked to one of the logs and stood still.

Luo Changfeng put his hand on the hilt of the sword, and pulled the sword out of the sheath with a "bang", and the moment the long sword came out of the sheath, it had already stabbed into the log.

"Tuk"

The tip of the sword was in the center of the log, leaving a sword mark on it, and then said to the red girl: "From today on, you will stab this log every day, the old rule, every time you stab with all your strength, and stab it as fast as possible." ”

"When you practice, stab a hundred swords with all your strength, and a hundred swords pierce into this sword mark impartially, without the slightest deviation, and your first step of cultivation will be completed. ”

As soon as Luo Changfeng finished speaking, the red girl understood the effect of such a practice, and said, "This is to practice the accuracy of my sword, right?"

Luo Changfeng said: "Yes, you have practiced flying knives, your eyesight and stability are enough, what you need to do is to make your sword as accurate as your flying knife." ”

"When you stand still and each sword hits the target accurately, you take a step back, stab a sword with a step, and then take a step back after hitting the target with the same accuracy. ”

"Cultivating like this, when you can go out with a sword and still be able to accurately stab the sword marks with each sword, your fast sword will have a small success. ”

"If you don't be lazy and make sure that every sword is stabbed out with all your might, then when you can do it with one zhang out of the sword, your sword speed will also be qualitatively improved, not surprisingly, at least twice as fast. ”

"The next step is to use all methods to improve the speed of the sword, there are many methods, footwork, body method, force skills, arm strength, wrist strength, etc., are all factors related to the speed of the sword. ”

"I will teach you all these in the future, although I don't dare to guarantee that you will definitely reach my level, but at least I can guarantee that the number of people in the world who can dodge your sword will not exceed one palm. ”

"As for now, you can prick the log for a few months!"

After listening to Luo Changfeng's words, the red girl sighed: "No wonder you say that your fast sword is not learned, but practiced, and this practice method is similar to my flying knife." ”

After saying this, the red girl looked whole and said proudly: "Don't underestimate people, what you can do, I may not be able to do it, the number of palms and fingers is about the same." ”

What the red girl means is that she will definitely be able to practice, and at most there is only Luo Changfeng herself in the whole world, who can avoid her sword realm.

Luo Changfeng was silent, he had reservations about the red girl's words, after all, if he didn't understand the internal skills, the red girl would not be able to catch up with him in this life.

However, it should be no problem to reach the realm of General Li Jinglin, the first swordsman of the Republic of China and known as the sword immortal of the Republic of China.

After all, in addition to not knowing internal skills, there is no internal strength, and the footwork, body technique, sword movement skills and so on she will learn are all from the martial arts world.

Li Jinglin, the sword immortal of the Republic of China, is said to have sparred with a sharpshooter, and at a distance of one zhang, the speed at which he draws his sword can be faster than the speed at which the opponent draws his gun and fires, and shoots down the opponent's pistol before the opponent fires.

However, if Luo Changfeng comes to fight against that sharpshooter, then the opponent can't even finish pulling out the gun, and he will be pierced through the throat, so why shoot down the pistol?

Seeing that Luo Changfeng no longer spoke or nonsense, the red girl went straight to her cultivation.

"Tuk ...... Sincere...... ......"

A rhythmic stabbing sound sounded in the bamboo forest, and listening to this sound, a hint of remembrance flashed in Luo Changfeng's eyes.

After a while, Luo Changfeng turned around and left with Kunlun, leaving the red girl alone to practice here.

The red girl stabbed for less than half an hour, and she felt a hot pain in the palm of her hand.

Because each stab was with all her strength, there was a friction between the hilt and the palm of her hand, but she held the sword very tightly, and the friction acted on the flesh.

For the first time, the palm of the hand will inevitably blister and break the skin, so from the next day, you need to wrap a layer of cloth on the palm, otherwise, you will not be able to hold the sword at all.