Chapter 708 Sword Learning
Outside Bai Zeng City, Xiaolong Mountain.
There is a Jianghu sect on the mountain here called Tongtian Sect.
The name is very grand, the mountain gate is also very grand, the buildings are high and scattered, and when viewed from the bottom of the mountain, it looks like a thousand-year-old temple.
But in fact, this is a very small sect, but its sect leader is from the Fang Shui royal family and has accumulated wealth, which is why it has such grandeur.
Although the Fangzhou Kingdom has long since declined and died, the wealth that is difficult for the old country to maintain a living, as long as a small amount is cut off, is enough to make generations of its royal family rich and prosperous.
"Their young sect leader fell in love with my wife back then."
The skinny man lowered his eyebrows and said in a harsh voice: "Ordinary poor people, being beautiful and good-looking is the source of misfortune. "
Zhu Mei stood beside him, blinking, not understanding.
However, she didn’t need to understand, because Wu Yan called her.
"Amei."
Wu Yan's voice came from the stairs: "Come and see."
"Oh, okay!" Zhu Mei responded, picked up the hem of her skirt, and ran away Go up.
The skinny man swallowed, with a look of expectation in his eyes, and followed closely.
At the end of the stairs, at the gate of Tongtian Sect, Wu Yan was walking forward slowly, holding a thin iron rod with a sharp tip.
Two Tongtian Sect disciples holding broadswords were slowly retreating with nervous expressions on their faces.
There were several blood stains on their bodies and their clothes were in tatters.
"Junior brother, hurry up and call someone!"
One of the disciples trembled: "I, I will bear it!"
Another disciple bit him Gritting his teeth, he turned around and ran away.
Wu Yan acted as if he couldn't see it and continued to walk forward with the iron rod, gradually forcing the remaining disciple to retreat.
"Brother, sister is here!"
There was a sound of brisk footsteps behind him, which was when Zhu Mei finally caught up.
Wu Yan turned around and gave her a gentle smile.
This turn around showed a flaw in the eyes of the Tongtian Sect disciple. The other party's eyes lit up and he struck at him with a big sword!
But Wu Yan seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. He quickly picked up the iron rod in his hand and accurately placed it at the root of the opponent's broadsword. The sword had just been swung, new power was born, and the slashing force had not yet started. This point was exactly right. The most uncomfortable thing about the other party was that the disciple swallowed back all of his strength, took a few steps back, and his face turned as pale as pig liver.
“Do you understand?” Wu Yan asked.
Zhu Mei tilted her head and blinked: "Is this the second move?"
"It's the second move."
Wu Yan raised the corner of his mouth and said: "Then what tricks should I use to defeat him without killing him?"
Since coming out of the capital, he has been trying to teach Zhu Mei swordsmanship. Zhu Mei is stupid, but as long as he repeats it over and over again, he can always learn it.
"Well..." Zhu Mei frowned when she was asked.
The Tongtian Sect disciple's face turned even more ugly, and he shouted: "Thieves! How can you look down on people so much!"
After shouting, he struck with the knife again.
This time, with a ruthless look on his face, he slashed at Zhu Mei!
Wu Yan's expression remained unchanged, and he swung his stick again. It was the same move he had just made, and it hit the base of the knife accurately, causing the disciple to take a few steps back again.
Immediately afterwards, he actually put the iron rod into Zhu Mei's hand.
"You come." He said.
Zhu Mei looked a little nervous, but also inexplicably excited.
Like a child who got a toy, she walked towards the disciple cautiously, holding the iron rod.
The Tongtian Sect disciple's expression was extremely disgusting, as if he had been greatly insulted, he let out an unwilling roar, and waved his sword again.
His sword skills are very ordinary and far from exquisite, but this person should have the fourth realm of martial arts. When he swings the sword, there is a faint sound of wind whistling around him. To an expert, it seems like a joke, but to an ordinary person, it is far too powerful.
There is no spiritual fluctuation in Zhu Mei's body. But facing such a knife, she didn't seem to be afraid. Instead, she stared at the opponent closely. At the same time, Wu Yan read a poem quickly beside her.
"Turn around and step forward, taking a step of three and a half feet; sideways to chop with the knife, the hand is nearly two feet long; the knife is from the upper left to the lower right, the knife is four feet long, and it is tilted four feet. Where to go? ”
He read these words very fast, so fast that others could hardly hear them clearly. He had finished reading as soon as the other party swung his sword.
But Zhu Mei’s eyes were slightly bright, she clearly heard clearly.
Not only did he hear it clearly, but he also gave the answer.
“Here!”
She responded and stabbed hard with the iron rod in her hand!
This is exactly the same move as when Wu Yan swung his stick just now, and it is also what they call the "second move".
She can't learn complicated things.
Therefore, Wu Yan had already dismantled and crushed his sword skills into the most basic, simplest, yet most complex methods, and taught them to Zhu Mei.
Every time you take action, first dismantle the opponent's movements, turn it into the most essential arithmetic problem, draw a conclusion, and then choose the most suitable one among several sword moves and stab it.
Only Wu Yan can teach such a laborious and extremely clumsy teaching method, and only Zhu Meiken can learn it like this.
The disciple of the Tongtian Sect was halfway through swinging his sword when he saw the iron rod being handed over lightly. The woman stabbing the stick had frivolous steps and erratic techniques. There was no trace of any martial arts training. She probably hadn't even opened one of her orifices.
“You asked for this!”
A ferocious smile appeared on his face, and he slashed hard with the big knife!
But the next moment, his smile froze on his face.
He watched with his own eyes as the knife in his hand flew out, and then he felt pain in his wrist.
The splattering blood and the feeling of weakness in his arms made him a little confused - what happened?
What happened?
The answer is simple. Zhu Mei doesn't know how to use martial arts, so every thrust she makes is done with all her strength, and... she strikes strictly according to what Wu Yan taught her.
This also means that Wu Yan’s two swords in the previous teaching style were deliberately withdrawn. Not only was the force withdrawn, but the shooting position was also shifted. He only hit the sword, and the real sword was hit. The target location was left to her.
So, her sword accurately broke the Tongtian Sect disciple's tendon!
"Okay!"
Seeing the other person falling to the ground with blood on his hands and a pale face, Zhu Mei jumped up happily: "Brother, is your sister doing well with the stabbing?"
"Okay, very good." Wu Yan smiled more gently.
He took back the iron rod, rubbed Zhu Mei's head, and turned back to look at the thin man.
The skinny man had already followed, gaping at the scene in front of him.
He had already noticed that this woman was a little foolish... How could such a foolish woman who didn't know how to practice defeat a disciple of Tongtian Sect?
“Have you brought the knife I asked you to bring?”
Wu Yan asked.
The skinny man was startled, nodded quickly, and then took out a water-stained cloth bag from his sleeve, carefully opened it, revealing a... kitchen knife.
The blade of the kitchen knife shone coldly and was still a little damp. It was obvious that it had just been sharpened with water.
"I said, let you make your own choice."
Wu Yan said calmly: "The one who hired people to kill your whole family was the Tongtian Sect - similarly, I will make each of them become like this. "
As he said that, he waved his stick at the disciple guarding the mountain who was kneeling on the ground!
This time, his shot was no longer an ordinary stab, but so fast that no one could see it clearly!
In an instant, the disciple’s limbs exploded with bloody flowers, and he let out a scream!
In less than a breath, Wu Yan stabbed him with the sword several times, breaking all the tendons and tendons of his hands. The man immediately collapsed softly, his eyes were filled with hatred, and he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Master, they will definitely kill him." You! You will definitely do it!"
"You decide whether to kill them or not"
Wu Yan said this to the skinny man. Holding Zhu Mei and an iron rod in one hand, she walked towards Tongtian Sect.
At this time, the reinforcements from Tongtian Sect also arrived.
Thirty or forty young disciples rushed to the front, and some middle-aged people followed behind. Everyone was holding a big sword in their hands, and their faces were extremely gloomy.
The person standing at the back of everyone in the vast white snow is an old man who looks to be over seventy years old. He is dressed in gorgeous silk clothes like a royal family. His eyes are arrogant and cold. He is condescending, standing far away on the steps, looking down. with everything.
(End of this chapter)