Chapter 21 Instructions on Sword Skills
Everyone soon heard about Rama’s Mind Technique. Although they were still doubtful about its effectiveness, they did not delay and started learning together.
Actually, Su Hanshan also thought about whether to teach Songhe Chunyang Kung Fu to them, just like Songhe Martial Arts School had accepted a group of apprentices in another world.
But Songhe Chunyang Kung Fu is much more complicated than Rama’s Mental Technique, and the nature of the internal force is too different from what they have learned before.
If they were distracted from learning this in just a few days, they would probably be self-defeating and lose more than they gain.
It is best to let everyone concentrate on practicing Rama’s mental method.
As the night got darker, Zhu Hui brought a quilt, and Su Hanshan had a good sleep that night.
His mood has calmed down a bit, and he is no longer so excited that it is difficult to sleep. Moreover, practicing martial arts is too much. If he stays up for days and only focuses on practicing martial arts, it will have a negative impact.
When the sun rose again, its bright light filled this dilapidated but lively courtyard, it was already the sixth day of March.
"Come on, come on, I've cut two new crutches for you according to their description. They should be similar to the original ones."
Xiao Shaofan heard that although Su Hanshan was good at martial arts, he didn't have much experience against enemies, so he planned to practice with him.
Su Hanshan took the crutches. The length and weight were really good for him: "I haven't had breakfast yet."
"Practice for a while before eating."
Xiao Shaofan smiled and said, "I tell you, my swordsmanship is very good, then God was still afraid of being under siege, so I didn’t even pull out the sword from the umbrella, otherwise, I would never have been hurt by Cao so easily.”
He held the handle of the black umbrella. Twisting the tip outward, a sharp long sword was indeed drawn out.
The sword is narrow, less than two fingers wide, but more than three feet long.
Probably to prevent it from breaking, the spine of the sword is made thicker, with blood grooves on both sides.
At first glance, it looks like a sword that is not very useful for cutting, but very convenient for stabbing.
Su Hanshan lifted the quilt, crutched a little, turned over and landed ten feet away.
He used his most familiar posture of touching the ground with his left crutch and responding to the enemy with his right crutch.
Xiao Shaofan came closer. After a few tentative collisions between the long sword and the cane, he suddenly took a step forward. The cold light on the sword flashed and he struck down on the head.
Su Hanshan raised his stick to block it, but suddenly realized something was wrong. He held the stick horizontally and lowered it, just in time to block the sword that stabbed his chest.
But this change was hasty. Su Hanshan could not completely offset the force on the sword, and his standing was unstable. The crutch in his left hand slipped on the ground, leaving a trace, and then he used his internal strength to press it down and regain stability. .
“What a quick change of moves.”
Xiao Shaofan admired, but did not pursue the victory and said, “The speed of my sword movement just now was not faster than your cane. , but you almost didn’t have time to stop me. Do you know why?”
Su Hanshan thought for a while: "Fake action?"
"Fake action, this word is quite appropriate. In the martial arts world, this technique is called the method of luring the enemy in swordsmanship."
Xiao Shaofan said, "When I slashed you with my sword just now, it was just a fake move. I thought about it before I drew the sword. It was just a precursor to slashing, and it immediately turned into a slash. Stab."
"So my slashing and stabbing are not two movements, but one movement."
"But your crutch is raised and lowered. Two movements, the time it takes me to do one movement, and you have to do two movements, even if the actual speed is the same, it will appear that you are slower.”
Xiao Shaofan explained, "This is the simplest change of virtual and real in swordsmanship, one virtual and one real."
Su Hanshan recalled the previous battles and found that he basically relied on speed and strength to suppress others, even if the opponent I also wanted to use some virtual and real changes, but I couldn't keep up with my own rhythm and couldn't achieve the effect.
Only Feilong caught up with his speed after using the Meteor Blade, and a slight change in reality put him in danger.
"I understand. If my tricks are too straightforward, I can only bully some people whose basic qualities are far inferior to mine."
Su Hanshan shook his crutch with his right hand and said, " But I have also learned some very subtle tricks, let’s try them again.”
He made a strong stroke with his left crutch, and his whole body shot forward. His right hand bent his elbow and raised his wrist. A crutch suddenly shot out seven afterimages, attacking Xiao Shaofan almost in no particular order.
This is the phantom of Lingbo in the Fish Dragon Spear Technique. When Su Tieyi practiced the Fish Dragon Spear technique, he especially liked to start with this move. With a flick of the spear tip, seven afterimages would attack forward.
It can include a person's head, throat, heart, lungs, spleen and lower body within the attack range.
But in fact, out of the seven afterimages, six were fake and only one was a real attack.
Xiao Shaofan's eyes were clear and he flicked his wrist forward, as if he was holding not an iron sword but an extremely flexible bamboo branch.
With this swing, the iron sword was whipped out. The three-inch tip of the sword, where the force was strongest, hit Su Hanshan's crutch from the side.
He saw through it at a glance. Su Hanshan's only attack on the throat was a real attack.
Su Hanshan flicked his wrist, and the tip of the crutch shook in a semicircle. There were still two afterimages, separated into upper and lower places.
Attack the collarbone upwards and the navel downwards.
Xiao Shaofan took a step back, and at the same time returned the sword, widening the distance between the two.
"Ha, you learned very quickly."
Xiao Shaofan praised, "I knew that six virtual and one real were useless to me, so I immediately switched to one virtual and one real."
Su Hanshan nodded and said: "But for a master like you, one false move and one true one seems too simple."
When fighting against others, of course, the more fake moves the better.
Sometimes the opponent's strength is low, and if you make a fake move too fast, he may not be able to realize that you just made a fake move, and naturally he will not be fooled. It is a waste of effort.
If your opponent is strong enough and you make too many false moves, you may be easily seen through by the opponent and even seize the opportunity.
So Su Tieyi can use six emptiness and one reality whenever he practices.
But when Su Hanshan fought against others, he was far from using that level of offensive power.
“When you and I fight, one virtuality and one reality, three virtualities and one reality, it’s enough to mix them together, which makes it easier to form a rhythm.”
Xiao Shaofan held a sword flower in his hand and said, "The sky is cloudy and sunny, and the sword has its virtual reality. If someone can practice the change of virtual reality to the peak, the swordsmanship can be said to be superb."
"But remember, the purpose of virtual and real swordsmanship is to defeat the enemy and cannot be used to restrain yourself, otherwise it will be a waste of time and money, which will make people laugh."
"My master is virtual. A great expert in actual swordsmanship, he was known for his flying swords and bizarre swordsmanship when he was young, but when he fought with me when I was a disciple, he used all his actual swordsmanship and not a single false move."
"Who can say that if he is completely real and without virtuality, and his sword is effective, he will not be a great master in the virtual and real swordsmanship?"
Su Hanshan's heart was slightly shaken, and he nodded seriously.
The time they fought was short, and the conversation didn't last long, but in terms of swordsmanship, Xiao Shaofan could be said to have learned everything from him.
The so-called true message is often like this.
What kind of results can be obtained next depends on Su Hanshan's own practice.
Cao Wubo's large team will not arrive until the ninth day of March. These people in the temple still have three days to recuperate and prepare.
Xiao Shaofan secretly thought that with this time, his internal injuries should be fully recovered.
When the time comes, with a master like Su Hanshan improving his fighting skills and supporting him from the side, maybe he can actually escape intact after assassinating Cao Wubo?
Xiao Shaofan glanced at the crowd, with a vague thought of hope in his heart. After drinking the morning porridge, he took the time to exercise and recuperate.
Unfortunately, his idea was shattered within a few hours.
On the afternoon of the sixth day of March, Zhu Hui, who was on guard high on the city wall, hurried back and brought a piece of news.
The troops led by Cao Wubo arrived early! !
(End of this chapter)