In the afternoon, the warm sun is on the mountain.

Several teenagers stood tall and stared ahead, their eyes boiling and burning.

What they were holding in their hands was no longer a pitch-black stick, but a sword, a real sword.

"Hold the sword with the blade facing up and down, one hand in front of the hilt, and the other hand pointing at the sword. Whoever dances the sword, whether it is hitting, stabbing, checking, or washing, both hands should be strong, the wrist should be soft, and the strength should be both rigid and soft. ”

"For those who are new to swordsmanship, eye techniques, striking methods, washing methods, and stabbing methods are indispensable. ”

"There are six eye methods, look at the sword, look at the walk, look at the hand, and look at the ......"

"There are five ways to strike, leopard head strike, cross left strike, wing left strike......"

There is not a trace of fluctuating sound to say the swordsmanship, and every time he says a word, he will make corresponding movements, concise and powerful, without a trace of redundancy.

"This is the long-term sword technique of the White Deer Academy, not a profound sword technique, but a sword technique that beginners must practice. ”

"At the beginning of the exercise, it is necessary to run slowly, disassemble and practice one move at a time, so as to be standard, and the hand-eye-body steps are in harmony with the spiritual qigong to be successful. ”

The boy listened carefully, and was eager to start practicing his sword immediately, and after months of boring training, the ebony stick in his hand could be described as extremely proficient.

The sword is a unified system of the academy, and there is no open edge, but all of them are a good sword that has been refined into steel.

In order to practice swords, the young men were all dressed in short shirts, the cold wind was cold, several people's faces were red, their bodies were trembling, but the swords in their hands were clutched.

Mr. gave an order, the teenagers immediately began to practice according to the gourd painting scoop, at first not very skilled, the movements were quite funny, fortunately after many months of training, the foundation was there, and after a while, they found the feeling.

Zhuang You spit out in his mouth, leveled the sword in his hand, meticulously, one move, one style, one board and one eye.

The snowflakes fall slowly, a few days into winter, the snowflakes in the north finally arrive, the size of goose feathers in a moment, the snow is colorful, the tips of the hair, the shoulders out, the snow is white.

The wind blows and the snow flies thousands of miles.

The sky and the earth are vast, and there are a few teenagers in the mountains.

When dancing the sword, the sword wind is agitated, taking away a snowflake, but the sword is swung, and the movement is very inaccurate.

Even though the snow is falling, Zhuang You is still moving slowly, not seeking speed, but seeking stability, every sword is extremely slow, but full of strength.

The true qi in the seemingly slow body is agitated, from the inside to the outside, the snow falls to the body, and it melts instantly, and the snow does not stick to the body.

One tea, two teas, a quarter of an hour, an hour.

Some people are patient and lose money, complain about the cold wind and snow, some people play with their hearts, they have no intention of practicing swords, their movements are floating, and they are teenagers.

Zhuang You finished a set, put away his sword, stood, pondered, and let the heavy snow fall on his body, without care.

Finally learned the art of swordsmanship, since two years ago, since leaving the town, the sword has been with him all the time, but he has never used the sword.

The master has a sword for thousands of miles, the uncle has a sword to the road, what is the sword, for the young man, he can't think clearly, but until a set of long-term swordsmanship is finished.

He finally understood what the sword in his hand, this three-foot Qingfeng, was.

There was a little trembling in body and mind, not cold, but excited, joy, a feeling that had not been seen for a long time.

The boy knew that in this life, he could not and did not want to leave the sword again.

This is the fate.

The thoughts in his mind are like thousands of snow, fleeting, clear, and the young man who is about to become a snowman moves, this time, he is very fast.

In his short life, he has only learned one kind of swordsmanship, and he has only practiced it once, but it seems to be thousands of times, and every movement is extremely enjoyable, how freehand.

The sword wind is agitated, this wind, this snow, this mountain, has become the background, Zhuang You feels more and more that there is a breath of heat in his chest, and his body is getting hotter and hotter, and this breath is not vomiting or unhappy.

The action is getting faster and faster, one sword, two swords, a hundred swords, a thousand swords, thousands of sword shadows, it is not real, and the figures are also changing in reality.

How pleasant, how refreshing!

Even though it was windy and snowy, the teenagers saw the strange appearance here, and they were amazed.

"Zhuang You has practiced this sword technique before?"

Mr. Lu looked at the young man with deep meaning in his eyes.

If the soup realm of a good teacher is here, he will definitely praise: "Good boy, the opportunity is rare!"

After a lot of calamities, enlightenment is instantaneous.

Epiphany, a practitioner can encounter an unattainable opportunity.

Each sword is very exciting, but it is always not dripping, and there is always something missing.

Faster and faster, corresponding to the previous extreme slowness, falling snowflakes flew everywhere, without discipline, three steps outside the body, without a single snow.

Hitting, stabbing, gridding, washing, every action has been used, time has passed, lifting the top momentum, point sword momentum, drilling momentum, twenty-four sword momentum, is about to end.

The last style, the rampage, unstoppable, unrestrained, the young man roared, the sound was like thunder, and a mouthful of dantian qi that had been accumulated for a long time erupted out.

Sword to the snow!

After a while, the snow stopped, the wind stopped, and the clouds opened.

Zhuang You exhaled, put his sword into the sheath, and swept his eyes, so that the students did not dare to look at it directly.

The warm sunlight poured down, sprinkled on the people, bathed in the golden light, Zhuang You felt that his body and mind were fluttering, not in this mountain.

He's broken!

"Zhuang You, why did you suddenly do this?" a young man asked,

"I just did what my husband asked. ”

We did the same thing, looking at the sword in their hands, the teenagers lamented, this Zhuang You is not only good at cooking, but also swordsmanship?

If they knew that Zhuang You had never touched a sword before, they should be even more surprised.

"Swordsmanship is not just a showmanship, but also a real use. ”

Zhuang You Zhengrong listened to Mr.'s teachings, and wrote in his heart that he would add two more swordsmanship every day in the future.

Entering the second realm, Zhuang You obviously felt that the meridians in his body were smoother, his true qi was getting longer and longer, and his whole body seemed to have inexhaustible strength.

And for dinner, Zhuang You was also more sumptuous than usual, and when Tang Jing and other senior brothers saw Zhuang You, they also said: "Congratulations." ”

Our generation deserves congratulations on every step of our practice.

Every ten days of rest, Zhuang You is still soaked in the study, the more he reads, the more Zhuang You knows that he still has many shortcomings.

Zhuang You reads books, and when he doesn't meet a sentence or paragraph he likes, he will always quietly read it a few times and memorize it as if he were a collection. But most of the time he reads extensively, not seeking to understand more, just understand, and the vast books in the study can always make Zhuang You read himself, if it is not for the canteen can not leave himself, he does not want to leave the study at all.

Over time, most of the colleges knew that there was a little bookworm in the study and a little kitchen god in the cafeteria, and these two were the same person.

Even Tang Jing sighed that Zhuang You's reading energy was about to catch up with him, and everyone in the academy knew that Tang Jing was known as Banzhai, which meant that half of the study was in his stomach.

And the antler test is about to kick off.

The antler test, an annual event of White Deer College, is a competition between students of A, B, C, and D, and the one with the highest score is the first of the case.

And every Ding Zike student wants to be the head of the case, even if it is the top ten, because winning the head of the case is not only an honor, but also a rich reward from the college.

And the top 10 in the first department have the opportunity to participate in the Three Kingdoms test held by Daqin Yue Liangyan Kingdom, what an honor!

Zhuang You learned about the antler test, and he was still confused, he didn't know what it was, and he only understood after knowing it.

For this, Zhuang You didn't think about anything else, but he just felt that the emphasis was on participation, and it was good to be able to know the gap with others.

For this reason, he also went to Senior Brother Tang Jing for consultation.

"You have found the right person, your senior brother and I were the head of Ding Zike's case back then, and we even broke the highest score in the literary examination of Bailu Academy!"

Tang Jing was triumphant, accepting the adoring gaze from Zhuang You.

"And then?"

Tang Jing's face collapsed suddenly, and he said: "I am a literati, the gentleman does not move his mouth, and the sage said: Only women and villains are difficult to raise, and those who are close are not inferior, so ......"

After a long time, Zhuang You learned that the head of the Antler Test of the Chongzi Branch was Senior Sister Li Zhuling, and the Senior Sister was even the first of the Yizi Branch case, and the well-deserved women did not let the eyebrows be shaved!

Zhuang You didn't expect that Senior Sister was so powerful, and the woman who looked soft and weak could actually defeat Senior Brother Tangjing.

In the Ding Zike, the literary and martial arts tests are very important, but in the first three subjects, the level of personal cultivation is mainly manifested in all aspects, and it is no longer a simple word for civil and military.

"What about Jiazike, did the senior sister win?"

Tang Jing's face darkened, and he didn't even want to see Zhuang You, who had always looked at him rightly, and after a long time, he said, "It's Song Maidong's stinky boy!"

Song Maidong, the elder brother of Jiazike, was still a peasant boy who had just left the crop field when he first entered school, and the smell of yellow earth had not faded away, and he was incompatible with the surroundings.

When he came to school, he didn't know a few words, and he couldn't even speak official words well, everyone only knew that the dean took him in, and he ranked last in the Ding Zike antler test.

He made some progress, but it was still like that.

Yizike, he ranked eleventh, shocked everyone, but he was still not cared about by the proud son in front of him.

Jiazike, he is the head of the case.

No one knows how such a smiling, mild-tempered, and somewhat rustic person who has been in school for several years can do it.

He likes to cook for everyone, likes to help everyone do things, likes to read, likes many things. Everyone knows such a smiling Song Maidong, but they didn't expect that he would surpass Li Zhuling in the Tang Realm and become the head of the case.

But since then, he has been the elder brother, and everyone hopes that he can become the leader of the Three Kingdoms Test!

After listening to Senior Brother Tang's words, Zhuang You was stunned for a long time, but he didn't expect that the gentle Senior Brother would be such a good person!

If you have the opportunity, you must learn from the elder brother.

Because of the approaching antler exam, the number of students in the study suddenly increased, because Ding Zike took the Confucian classics and the Taoist 3,000 volumes.

Zhuang You doesn't need to grab a position, the students in charge will leave a place for him, who will make him everyone's chef.

When he went back later than usual, Zhuang You was still thinking about the scripture he had just memorized, and when he arrived at the schoolhouse, he found that Tuoba Hao was already resting.

"Tuoba, do you know the antler test?"

"I don't participate. ”

You don't have to take the antler test, but very few people do.

"Why, you are so good, you will definitely get a good ranking if you participate!"

There was silence in the shadows for a long time before a cold voice came,

"I don't read much, and I'm afraid I'm going to hurt people. ”

"I can help you review if you don't read much, I'm afraid of hurting people, aren't there teachers and brothers watching, it's okay." ”

Zhuang You really hopes that Tuoba can participate in the antler test, he is too withdrawn and incompatible with everyone, if he can participate in the antler test, presumably everyone's opinion of him will change.

Tuoba Hao stopped talking, hiding in the dark, not knowing what he was thinking, and Zhuang You didn't say anything more, but something was still circling in his mind.