Sharp reappeared two days later in the evening. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Jun Li was not at home yet, so he waited for a while, and saw that on the ground in the backyard, Jun Li had wantonly written "My name is Jun Li" with a sword.

The last time I came, it didn't seem to be. This time, he seemed to have written countless times in one breath, and then there was no place to write, so he wrote some small characters densely in the gap between words. But, when he looked closely, he found that not all the original four words were all on the ground.

Those small characters are written "My name is Junli".

"Away", the difference of one word, this always seems to be a Taoist priest who is full of thoughts, what is he thinking?

It can be seen that his strength has become much more familiar, these words no longer look difficult and ugly, the sword marks are deeper, and the stone is neat. Because of this, Ling Li can read the true state of mind from his handwriting. It was a strange state of mind, always seemed to start with eagerness and end up with coolness, like a hopeful heart for something, but in the end, it had to turn into cold despair.

Jun Li didn't come back until it was dark, and was taken aback: "I didn't know that Ling Daxia was coming today - I went to the mountain to practice footwork today." ”

"You're diligent. "It's a compliment.

"I don't dare not be diligent, I'm afraid that my qualifications are too poor, if Ling Daxia doesn't make any progress every time he comes to take the exam, wouldn't it be very embarrassing. ”

"Do you have any experience in practice?"

"Yes, there are a lot of them. Jun Li said with a smile. "You'll find out if you try it. ”

"Aren't you afraid that I'll try it now?"

"What's the matter, it's only natural that I lose to you, anyway, I only use you as a measure. ”

"It's so easy to say, okay, measure your skills tomorrow. Ling Li laughed.

When he actually saw Jun Li, he knew that he was different from before. Although it was still that gentle and restrained face, the look in his eyes had brightened a lot, and there was no vanity in his gestures.

The next day, the two of them found a place in the forest to practice, and Ling Li became more and more surprised-Jun Li had not yet practiced swordsmanship, but his physical coordination was close to perfection--when the body turned at will when he was at his most physical, there was almost nothing wrong with it, and the choice of footwork and the scale of control could be called just right.

It's a pity that he still can't get it at all. said that it was a matter of course, but after stopping, he still showed a little frustration after all.

"Do you know why you can't hit me?" Ling Li asked the same thing as the first time.

Jun Li still remembers that the last time he replied, "Because I can't move as fast as Ling Daxia", and Ling Li added with a little schadenfreude, "Isn't it uncomfortable to see a flaw, but you don't have time to break it?" But today, the situation seems to be different.

"I'm just—I'm just inadequate. Jun Li was unwilling. "At least—I didn't miss the flaws you let out this time, but you had a back-up move to avoid it, but my tricks were rusty. ”

Ling Li smiled, "Well, I think it's time to teach you swordsmanship." ”

"Really!" Jun Li became excited.

"Don't worry, we still have half a game. ”

Jun Li knew that he was going to dodge himself, threw the wooden sword to the side, and said, "Come on." ”

"Be careful, it's not easy. ”

Dodging is not as easy as the sword, this Jun Li has long learned - after all, he takes out the sword himself, controls the rhythm by himself, and the other party will not fight back, so he is not so nervous mentally;

But after practicing qi and steps, he is not too panicked, the first three moves have passed, his breath has not changed, and he easily avoided it, I don't know how much better than the first time. Especially, because he was worried that Ling Li would come again and suddenly stretch the red silk by an inch or two, he always gave in a few more points, and he also showed his skill. But the sharp moves are getting faster and faster, Jun Li is not proficient at all, after more than fifty moves, he was forced by his rain-like sword momentum, and it was inevitable that he began to be pointed at by the silk satin here and there.

Ling Li didn't stop even now, as if to force him to the extreme, and once again the red silk rose and pointed at the center of his eyebrows. Jun Li turned sideways, so the trick was repeated, and he went around behind a tree. But what was the aya was a malleable thing, and he turned around and wrapped around like this, he was startled and continued to turn along the tree, but as soon as the red aya bounced back into place, it was just about to touch the center of his eyebrows.

He threw himself back with all his might, trying to dodge, but his balance was lost, and he staggered back, his left shoulder still being tapped. The latter move has arrived, only to hear Ling Li frowning and saying, "Have you practiced your footwork in vain?"

Jun Li had an epiphany that under his nervousness, he habitually only cared about his body to dodge and forgot his step. Seeing that it was too late, he gritted his teeth and took a dangerous road, taking advantage of the sharp silk satin to uncollect, and suddenly rubbed his side behind him. Ling Li turned around and said, "You're so bold." But seeing Jun Li smile: "I don't dare to face you, I only dare to run behind you." He slid a few more steps away from him.

"Don't think you're smart, you can't do this to anyone. Ling Li said. "You don't know the details of your opponent, don't do such a risky trick easily, if someone has a hidden weapon poison on their body, they can't greet you when they want. ”

After a pause, he said, "You think I'm playing tricks against you with this tricky weapon, but this is already the brightest means." It's certainly good to have a little more room to spare, but if you're really fighting someone, I advise you to add a few more points. ”

Jun Li said solemnly: "I have been taught." Ling Li saw that he deliberately stood up, and he couldn't make any more moves, so he had no choice but to put away his blade and said, "If you want to be lazy, forget it today." ”

"I'm not lazy. Jun Li resisted. Although he was not as out of breath as last time, he was sweating like rain in this cool autumn, and his physical strength had obviously been exhausted.

"Take a break. He pointed sharply to the edge of the tree.

Jun Li sat under the tree according to his words. Ling Li said, "Have you seen the moves in the sword spectrum?"

"Looked. ”

"Have you practiced it secretly?"

“...... No, you didn't say let me practice, I don't dare. ”

Ling Li laughed. "It's so brainless at such a young age. ”

"Because after I watched it, I felt that I might not be able to practice it on my own. ”

"Oh?"

"That swordsmanship is too powerful. I mean—it's too simple, it's too fast, it's too ruthless, it's all the point, and I'm just looking at it, and my palms are sweating. The Gu family sword is full of complex changes, and it is inherited from before and after, I can go straight to the practice by myself, but you have nothing to do with it, every move is unique, and any change of moves is like no need - even if I want to practice, I don't know how to practice it at all. ”

Ling Li sighed. "It's not that I don't need to change my moves, it's just that this sword book wasn't originally meant to be learned, but someone drew some of my movements for me to see. I never thought to teach this to others. If you really want to say it, this booklet shouldn't be called 'swordsmanship' at all, all of them are murderous moves. ”

He glanced at Jun Li. "That's why I want you to practice your eyes, steps, and qi first. With those, most of these moves won't be difficult. Killing can only be so simple, fast and ruthless, if it can be done, it can save the trouble of fighting for a long time, and you need those complicated moves to do. I hadn't practiced internal strength well before I was twenty years old, thinking that if I fell into a long battle, I would definitely lose and not win, so I created some moves, especially a fierce move, before I started, I had to gather the strength of my whole body, and even let the internal breath run several times the usual operation, and strive to kill one move, and it didn't matter how weak I became after that. Of course, this is not the right way to learn martial arts, but it has earned me a reputation that is feared. They only said that my sword was terrible, but in fact, no one knew that if I used that style of killing, I would hate to sleep for three days and three nights every time to recover. ”

"No wonder you say that if the other party doesn't die when you go out with a sword, you will die. ”

Of course, this is just one of the most sinister of all. "I was doing assassination at that time, so I would have that kind of opportunity, and if I was an ordinary enemy, I would be very risky." If you want to kill Maas, what do you want to do? Do you want to have an open duel with him, or is it going to be assassinated?"

"I-if I say I want to fight him head-on, will you laugh at me for not being able to do it?"

"Yes. ”

"But I want him to know that I killed him!" Jun Li said hatefully. "I want him to see who he is dying!"

"If that's the case, you'll have to learn more. Ling Li said. "Practicing swordsmanship is no better than the basic skills you practiced a few days ago, and you also feel that you can't do it on your own, you have to find an opponent. ”

He groaned. "I'm also in Lin'an anyway, and I'll come to Xi with you for an hour or two every day. ”

"Really?" said Jun Lixi.

"Don't be too happy, I said, in a month or two at most, I will go back to the north, and if you don't get what I want to see in one or two months, I will persuade you to give up the idea of looking for Maas. ”

"I'm not going to give up—"

"Do you know where Mas is? Do you know where Black Bamboo will be? Can you find him?"

Jun Li is stopped. He hadn't even thought about it. The Black Bamboo Society was originally in Huaiyang, and he knew it, but now that it has moved to the south, there is no clue.

"Then you-you must know, tell me. "He couldn't be authentic.

"As I have already said, I will tell you if you can show me enough to enter the country before I leave. ”

"What do you think is enough?"

"Attack, you can force me to fight back - no limit to how many moves you make, as long as you still have the strength left; defend, within a hundred moves, don't let me get touched once - I won't force you with special tricks, just the same as today. - Do both of these things, and I'll tell you to go to Maas. ”

Jun Li bit his lip. Now that he is attacking him in a hundred moves, he has reached the top, and he can't touch half of the corners of his clothes, and after fifty moves, he can't resist his sword disease, and the next moves are only getting faster and faster. It seems that it is still far from what he said about entering the country.

But then he raised his eyes and said proudly: "Okay, then don't regret it." ”

"If I repent, I won't come to teach you now. Ling Li said, kicked the wooden sword on the ground at him casually, and said, "Take it, listen carefully to the sword trick." ”

Jun Li held the sword in his hand and stood up in response.

Even this must be revenge, and the concentration when learning the sword from Ling Li, can make him temporarily forget the inexplicable depression caused by the broken sword spike and the brittle grass ring the day before. When Ling Li was not there, he either continued to carry weights, swim in the water, practice calligraphy, and practice steps - doing the exercises that he felt were still lacking, or carefully read the key points in the sword book, and then practiced alone, chasing the feeling of the sword thunder. He even found a low stump in the woods, and worked it slightly with his black sword, so that it was a stand-in for Maas, and he practiced his sword moves on it. When he lay down in bed at night, he pondered what he had gained during the day, and how he could be forced to save himself by this sword move, and how he could dodge a hundred of his blows.

Just two months ago, he never dreamed that he would practice martial arts so hard, and he never thought that he would hate someone so much that he wanted to kill him quickly. If, that is, if he could really kill Maas, then what should happen after that, whether he would immediately slack off and still be his own fortune teller, or whether he would continue to practice martial arts like this, he really didn't know.

But at least, the feeling of being able to grasp something on your own is much better than before. If you get into trouble again, you won't be the same as before, just a weakling.