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

Luo Changfeng still stabbed the trunk of the tree with one sword after another, for an hour every day, rain or shine.

In addition, he also did not relax in basic training such as arm strength, whole body coordination, footwork and body technique, and his internal strength was even more courageous and refined, which were all factors that had a significant impact on sword speed.

He has been practicing like this for nearly four months, and he has already achieved some results, and among a hundred swords, only a few swords will be slightly off, and most of the time, it is a sword that goes straight into that sword mark.

The speed of the sword is several times faster than when he first started practicing swordsmanship.

Now he pierced the tree, no longer standing on the spot, but standing half a foot away, quickly took a step forward, and then stabbed out with a sword.

As his cultivation progressed, he would get farther and farther away from the tree, and no matter how far away he was, he would make sure that he would stab that sword and complete it in less than a second, that is, ...... Less than a second.

His palms often blistered and cracked, so he began to go to Zhao Mingde to make potions again.

This potion really had a great effect, he didn't even have calluses, but the strength and toughness of the skin and flesh on the palm of his hand were not much different from calluses.

At the beginning, Zhao Mingde was very strange and asked Luo Changfeng why he practiced like this, and what was the use of practicing like this.

With his eyes, he could naturally see that Luo Changfeng was practicing the accuracy of the sword.

But in his opinion, the most important part of practicing equipment is to master the variations of various subtle moves.

After all, there are too many enemy parts that can be attacked against the enemy with a sword, and you only need to ensure that you can attack the opponent, and no matter where you stab it, you can cause great damage to the opponent.

No matter how accurate your sword is, it will be in vain if you can't stab your opponent, but if you can stab your opponent, even if the accuracy of your shot is poor, it won't have much effect.

Is there any difference between a stab in the center and a stab in the chest?

Zhao Mingde is a swordman, and he is not good at swordsmanship, and he doesn't see that the key to Luo Changfeng's sword practice is fast, not just accurate, so Luo Changfeng didn't argue with him.

Luo Changfeng only said that he would talk to him again in a year, and then he would know what was the use of practicing like this.

Zhao Mingde admired Luo Changfeng's qualifications and understanding, and readily agreed to this not-so-formal one-year appointment at the moment, and no longer cared how he practiced.

After practicing like this for seven months, Luo Changfeng finally found that he seemed to have reached a bottleneck, and it would not be very effective if he continued to practice like this.

Now he was more than a foot away from the tree, and this distance was basically enough for the time being.

The speed at which he unleashed his sword was also extremely fast, of course, it was the extreme of his own ability, not the extreme of swordsmanship.

Therefore, Luo Changfeng stopped cultivating the "thorn" and instead practiced the second move-cutting.

That's right, the target is the other party's carotid artery and throat trachea, although it is better to prevent it than stabbing, but that is in the case of a reaction.

When the speed of the sword exceeds the reaction speed of others, and the awareness of defense has not even been mentioned, the sword has already swept over the opponent's neck, so how can we prevent it?

So at the end of the day, it's going to have to be fast.

Practicing slashing saves a lot of effort compared to practicing stabbing, because his own conditions have reached the extreme that he can achieve so far.

What he needs to do now is to adjust the way he uses his power to sharpen his sword skills when he cuts out again and again, and then practice this trick to his current extreme.

He still used his steel sword to cut a sword mark on the trunk of the tree, and then used the unedged sword to cut the sword mark continuously.

This time, it only took four months for Luo Changfeng to practice to the extreme.

There is still a month left to compete with Zhao Mingde, Luo Changfeng thought about it, it seems that among the swordsmanship, the most practical and fastest sword is this stab.

Therefore, Luo Changfeng did not plan to practice other sword moves, but began to practice "drawing swords".

That is, from the sword in the sheath for the move, the moment the sword is drawn, it is stabbed or sharpened, and then the sword is immediately returned into the sheath.

An action is divided into three steps to complete, drawing the sword, out of the sword, into the sheath, but to achieve the integration of the three steps into one action, the completion of the clouds and water.

In this way, there is no need for a sharp, bladeless sword, because it has no sheath at all.

Drawing the sword from the sheath, it was really a little slower, after all, there was one more step, but in fact, it didn't take much more time, only a few tenths of a second.

But for masters, a few tenths of a second may be the boundary between life and death.

Therefore, Luo Changfeng was very concerned about the difference between a few tenths of a second, and he had to constantly shorten the time for drawing his sword.

"Bang...... Qiang ......"

The sound of the long sword coming out of the sheath and into the sheath kept sounding in the forest, which was very rhythmic, and this was also a proof that Luo Changfeng's sword drawing technique was not successful.

Because of Dacheng's sword drawing technique, he can't hear two voices.

Only the sound of unsheath and sheath is recombined into one sound, so that others only hear one sound, and his sword is as if it has not been unsheathed, but the enemy has already been sheathed, and the sword drawing technique is considered to be complete.

A month passed quietly when the interval between the sound of the unsheath and the sheath became shorter and shorter, almost end-to-end.

On this day, Luo Changfeng came to the martial arts training ground as usual, and after waiting for a while, he saw Zhao Mingde walking over with a wooden sword and a sword in his hand.

Looking at Luo Changfeng, who was standing tall and motionless, quite a bit of abyss, Zhao Mingde sighed.

It's been four years, and Luo Changfeng has been in Changlin Village for more than four years, and it can be said that he has watched him grow up day by day.

It can even be said that he taught it by hand, although Chen Jinnan is Luo Changfeng's master, but between him and Luo Changfeng, although there is no name of master and apprentice, there is the reality of master and apprentice.

Luo Changfeng, who is now in his twenties, is a little taller and more robust than when he first came, and he looks slender and straight, and he is called burly.

It also made him originally just very thoughtful, not how handsome his face was, and he looked a little more uniquely charming, only the indifference on his face was still the same.

But because of this, he is the unique Luo Changfeng, the disciple of the unique Heaven and Earth Society, not others.

Luo Changfeng's temperament, if you use the words of later generations to describe it, is ruthless, as for all ruthless, then I don't know.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Zhao Mingde smiled and threw the wooden sword to Luo Changfeng.

Luo Changfeng reached out and grabbed the wooden sword and said, "No." ”

Zhao Mingde nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, then come on! Let me see what tricks you have practiced this year." ”

As soon as Zhao Mingde's voice fell, he immediately found that Luo Changfeng's temperament had changed, and his gaze became a little dazed inexplicably.

Zhao Mingde suddenly felt very twisted, because Luo Changfeng's eyes seemed to be looking at him, but they didn't seem to be looking at him at all.

A strange and uncomfortable feeling rose in his heart, which made him irritable and made him want to slash at it.

Luo Changfeng's wooden sword was obviously held in his hand, pointing diagonally at the ground, but Zhao Mingde felt that his sword was not unsheathed, and was still deeply hidden in the scabbard.

With Zhao Mingde's qualifications, comprehension, martial arts cultivation, and martial arts knowledge, he still can't figure out a truth.

However, he will be able to understand this truth in a while, because after fighting with Luo Changfeng, his martial arts knowledge will increase by another point.

That's right...... The sword in Luo Changfeng's hand is often the most terrifying when it is unsheathed, because once Luo Changfeng's sword is unsheathed, his opponent will not know that he is afraid.

Dead people naturally don't have the emotion of being afraid.