Volume 2 The Beginning and End of the Martial Arts League Chapter 107 Iron Sword

1.

There are no invincible sword moves in the world, but there are invincible swordsmen.

No matter how powerful the swordsmanship moves, there will be flaws. There is no perfect swordsmanship in the world, and even if a swordsmanship is full of flaws, if it cannot be captured by the opponent, it is no flaws.

The only way to not get caught by your opponents is if your sword is fast enough!

This is what Master Bamao once said to the four brothers when he was learning swords when he was a child.

Although he is not a top master, he is a swordsman. Even if this swordsman's swordsmanship is not so powerful.

Master Bamao once said that he is well versed in the way of swordsmanship, and there are few people in the world.

I asked him, why is your swordsmanship so ordinary?

Master Bamao said that industry is good at diligence and frolic. He just has a hippie smile all day long, so he didn't practice swordsmanship well.

Therefore, from a young age, the only requirement he had when he taught us to practice swords was not to laugh.

Even so, we still haven't practiced swordsmanship.

I hung the scarred bamboo tube from the tree, buckled the brackets, and retreated three feet away.

Silver needles fly like torrential rain and meteors. I swung my sword against the silver light that rained like a meteor.

The sound of "dingding" kept coming.

The Kurou Sword swung in my hand almost like a shining shield.

Sixty-seventh.

I didn't see any light at all, I just felt a little on one shoulder be poked with great force, and half of my body jerked backwards. Then, the shoulder was in sharp pain, and almost half of the body was numb.

I crouched down and rubbed the wound on my shoulder. If it is said to be a wound, it is not actually a wound.

A hair-thick silver needle shoots through the shoulder, leaving a red dot the size of a grain of millet. There is no bleeding either, just severe pain.

I don't know when, Li Xiaoqian walked over. He took off the bamboo tube on the tree, looked back and forth in his hand, and said, "This is the treasure that Bai Jingxing gave you?"

I said, "Yes." ”

Li Xiaoqian asked, "Just use this thing to practice peerless swordsmanship?"

I said, "Yes." He said, "If I catch one hundred and thirteen silver needles, I will be able to practice swordsmanship like his." ”

Li Xiaoqian fiddled with the bamboo tube in his hand and said, "It's not easy. Not to mention 113, even 1,130 is not a problem. ”

How is this possible?!

Li Xiaoqian's words shocked me. I practiced so hard for so long, and endured the sharp pain of countless silver needles piercing my shoulder, before I could barely catch more than sixty of them. The first time he saw this bamboo tube, he said so easily that he could catch more than a thousand!

Did he really know some peerless swordsmanship, or did I practice it wrong from beginning to end?

I said, "It can't be." ”

"What's impossible about this?" Li Xiaoqian hung the bamboo tube back on the tree, took a few steps back, and aimed at the bamboo tube with his thumb and index finger together, in a diamond shape

Aimed, gesturing, and said, "You need a weapon to take advantage of." ”

I picked up the Jiurou sword and looked at it, the gems on the gauntlet were dazzling, and every inch of the blade shone sharply. I said, "The Jiulang Sword is very handy!"

Li Xiaoqian said: "This can't work, it's too narrow!"

I was puzzled and asked, "What do you mean?"

Li Xiaoqian dragged a long voice and said, "This...... Keep it a secret for now!"

2.

It was past noon. Li Xiaoqian came back with a wooden box that was more than two feet long, wide and flat.

He pulled me by the hand and said mysteriously, "Go try this." ”

I asked, "What is this?"

Li Xiaoqian said: "Take advantage of the weapon." ”

I was overjoyed, and I thought to myself, could he really find the weapon to help me succeed?

Then this weapon, isn't it a god-given weapon, a peerless treasure!

I carefully helped Li Xiaoqian carry the wooden box to the backyard. Touching the wooden box, I felt a warm air flow coming from the wooden box.

The air flow passed through the wooden box into my palm and then traveled all over my body.

I said, "I already feel it." ”

Li Xiaoqian asked, "What do you feel?"

I said, "The power it emits." I feel like it's hot. ”

Li Xiaoqian smiled and said: "That's natural, Lao Wang, who strikes iron on the east side of the West Lake, just hit it, and I asked him to pack it for me before it cooled down, I guess it's still hot to touch it directly at this time!"

What the?!

I said, "Isn't this a peerless treasure?

Li Xiaoqian opened the lid of the wooden box. Inside the wooden box lay a jet-black iron sword.

Is this a sword?

It's not so much a sword as a piece of black iron in the shape of a sword. A piece of unpolished iron after quenching and cooling. One end of the iron piece sharpened a random sword tip, the other end narrowed, and two pieces of wood were sandwiched in the middle, which roughly looked like a sword.

The only thing that is unusual is. The blade of this sword is also too wide.

I put my hand up and gestured, and sure enough, the tentacles were still hot. The blade was the width of two palms.

I said, "That's too wide." ”

Li Xiaoqian said: "It's good to be wide! That's what you want!"

I was puzzled and asked, "Does this have anything to do with the swordsmanship I want to practice?"

Li Xiaoqian said: "It will definitely help you catch hundreds or thousands of silver needles!"

Are you sure?

I still can't believe it. Li Xiaoqian asked me to hang the bamboo tube on the book, and he took out two pieces of rag, wrapped it around the hilt of the sword, and stood about three feet away from the bamboo tube, holding the iron sword across his chest.

"Let's go!" Li Xiaoqian shouted, and I immediately buckled the bracket.

The silver light flashed, and with a "ding" sound, the silver needle hit the blade of the iron sword. Immediately, another silver needle shot out, and with a "ding" sound, it hit the blade of the sword

Above.

Li Xiaoqian always maintained a posture, the sword across his neck, the broad blade all the way to his ribs.

Silver needles rained down on the blade of the sword.

Li Xiaoqian held the sword motionless, and shouted at me with a hippie smile: "How is it?

I don't know how many silver needles there are, but there are hundreds of them.

I couldn't see how the silver needles flew out, but I could see the black iron sword constantly flickering with silver light, like dense raindrops dripping into the pool, and there was a jubilant scene on the iron sword.

Only then did I realize that I had been tricked by Li Xiaoqian again.

Li Xiaoqian put away his long sword and hid aside. "How?"

I deliberately grimaced my face and expressed my displeasure, saying, "Not good!"

Li Xiaoqian laughed, he said that the iron sword in his hand was thrown to the ground with a bang, and the two pieces of wood were broken at that time, and the iron sword was completely turned into a black piece of iron.

The bamboo tube was still hanging from the tree, and calm had now returned.

There were only me and Li Xiaoqian in the small courtyard. His laughter echoed here for a long time.

It's been a long time since I've seen such a scene.

(End of chapter)