Chapter 85: Sword Theory
Although it was dark clouds the next day, Zhao Tiancheng and the Condor still practiced against each other all morning, Zhao Tiancheng's strength basically did not improve, and he would be bullied very badly every time, and he would be defeated in a few moves, fortunately, Zhao Tiancheng was already mentally prepared, so he stood up and started again without discouragement every time.
At noon, it was still hunted by the Condor, regardless of Zhuge Guanlan's objections, and it was still barbecued meat at noon. The black clouds in the sky became thicker, and the inky black clouds seemed to fall to the ground, and the dull atmosphere made it difficult to breathe.
After lunch, just when Zhao Tiancheng and the Condor wanted to continue practicing the sword, a lightning bolt, the sky was torn, a miserable white, followed by a string of muffled thunder, after the thunder, the heavy rain poured down, and the splashed water droplets actually formed a mist, Zhao Tiancheng originally wanted to go back to the stone cave to hide from the rain, but the Condor pulled Zhao Tiancheng's clothes to the northeast, Zhao Tiancheng remembered that there should be a stream near here, and now under the heavy rain, it is the moment when the mountain flood erupts, and it is an excellent place to practice swords.
After walking for several miles, I faintly heard the sound of roaring, which was endless, and the more I walked, the louder it became, and it was obviously a great sound of water. Turning a mountain gorge, the sound of water was deafening, and I saw a big white dragon-like waterfall rushing down between the mountain peaks, rushing into a stream, rushing thunder
Ming, the turbulence is abnormal, and the water is carrying branches and stones, and in a blink of an eye, it rushes to the point where it is gone.
Zhao Tiancheng was originally a northerner, and this was the first time he saw the scene of this kind of flash flood, and he sighed, "In the face of nature, the power of individuals is really very small." "Even if Zhao Tiancheng's internal force is very deep now, he still can't compete with this water potential head-on.
There is no need for the Condor to urge, Zhao Tiancheng lifted the heavy sword and jumped into the stream, at this time the water potential is very large, when Zhao Tiancheng just entered the stream, Zhao Tiancheng's body swayed from side to side, and it was difficult to stand firmly, but in the thought of "I came here to master the mysteries of the realm of martial arts, just because of these difficulties, do you have to give up?" Zhao Tiancheng held his breath and condensed, his breath sank, the surging internal force rolled and flowed in the meridians, and his legs fell directly into the mud at the bottom of the water.
With the gradual adaptation, Zhao Tiancheng somewhat comprehended the method of condensing qi and exerting force, even if he did not rely on the support of internal force, he could stand in the flood just by relying on his own strength.
After stabilizing his body, Zhao Tiancheng lifted the heavy sword and swung it in the water, due to the impact of the flood, every swing of the sword consumes great strength, the flood becomes more and more ferocious, and gradually Zhao Tiancheng's entire body is submerged underwater, Zhao Tiancheng has to hold his breath and not breathe for the time being, and when his strength is exhausted, he rushes out of the water, takes a breath and then re-enters the middle of the stream.
With the passage of time, Zhao Tiancheng found that it was a very difficult thing to swing the sword only by brute force in the stream, and the speed of the sword was simply maddening, so he had to concentrate and think, while swinging the sword, he thought about the martial arts he had learned before, although he only learned it by relying on the stone room before, but after years of practice, Zhao Tiancheng actually had some comprehension, but he had been kept in the dark, like a veil that he could never see the essence clearly.
After practicing in this torrent for a long time, I rested by the stream for a night at night, and at the same time summarized the sword theory I had learned during the day.
The next day, the sky was already clear, and the flash flood had subsided, but the waterfall upstream of the creek was still not small, and the eagle didn't know when it left, so Zhao Tiancheng had to take a heavy sword to the bottom of the waterfall and slash at the water flowing down the waterfall.
After a year of life in the wild, Zhao Tiancheng and Zhuge Guanlan are like savages, because Zhao Tiancheng has never left this place, and Zhuge Guanlan does not dare to go to Xiangyang City alone, plus the reason for practicing martial arts, at this time, the luxurious clothes that Zhao Tiancheng wore before have long been tattered, and he doesn't know where to throw them, but he just left the jade pendant, wrapped in an animal skin, and his feet are also wrapped in animal skins, although the image is a little sloppy, but now Zhao Tiancheng's temperament is completely different from before, it is the kind of physical and mental unity, a kind of martial arts style from the bonesใ
At night, the moon was exceptionally round, and the silver moonlight sprinkled between the mountains, Zhao Tiancheng's lonely figure stood on the boulder of Dugu's defeat and buried the sword, and now his understanding of martial arts was no longer the feeling of depiction, just like a person who had been copying for many years suddenly mastered the real painting skills.
Now Zhao Tiancheng has the extremes of two swordsmanship, the method of heavy sword is thick and simple, and the change is single, but the moves are strong and strong. And the sword law of warding off evil spirits is fast and fluctuating, and it is varied. He didn't know which of the two paths would go further. But as long as you can learn the old naughty boy's left-right tricks, the strength of the whole person is definitely not as simple as doubling.
Although he was not able to appreciate the demeanor of Dugu seeking defeat with his own eyes, but he could also experience that kind of realm from the words he left, Zhao Tiancheng knelt down and bowed a few times, anyway, maybe Dugu was the first master Zhao Tiancheng admitted! It was also the first time that he did not use the stone room to learn advanced martial arts. Even if the stone chamber disappears now, he is confident that there will be a place for him Zhao Tiancheng in this river and lake.
The next day, Zhao Tiancheng and Zhuge Guanlan stood outside the cave, and took one last look at this place, his feelings for this place may not be forgotten in this life, and Zhuge Guanlan's eyes on the side actually faintly flashed tears, Zhao Tiancheng was very moved after seeing it, patted Zhuge Guanlan's shoulder and said: "I didn't expect you to be such a person with such rich feelings?"
Zhuge Guanlan said with some tears: "Childe, I am finally leaving here, and I swear that I will never return here again." โ
Zhao Tiancheng, who wanted to comfort a few words, was suddenly choked back.
When he was about to leave the valley, Zhao Tiancheng didn't see the Condor, and originally thought that the Condor would not leave with him, but when Zhao Tiancheng turned around, a loud carving sound echoed throughout the valley, and a vigorous figure rose to the sky, and after wandering around the cave for a few laps, it suddenly flew towards Zhao Tiancheng and the two.
Zhao Tiancheng laughed, grabbed the claws of the Condor when the Condor was near, and at the same time grabbed Zhuge Guanlan on the side with his right hand. In the sky, only Zhuge Guanlan screamed like killing a pig: "I know!"
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