bayedsolid Chapter 172 The Sword Saint's sword intent is missing something?
Chapter 172 The Sword Saint's sword intent is missing something?
After closing the door, Zhou Ping respectfully placed the novels he treasured on the table, gently smoothed out the wrinkles, and then spoke to Li Jie.
"These are my treasures. I learned most of my sword techniques from books. These are all uncut versions that Ye Fan and the others went to great lengths to find."
"I learned one of your moves, 'Sweeping Across All Directions,' so I should at least do something in return."
"These books are for you to borrow. Return them to me after you have learned them."
After he finished speaking, an expectant look appeared on his face, just like a child sharing his most cherished toy with someone else.
Seeing this, Li Jie smiled slightly.
As someone with social anxiety, Zhou Ping is almost never likely to initiate a conversation with a stranger.
Although he had already tested his sword skills with Li Jie and they weren't complete strangers, it was still quite an achievement for him to say so much...
He stood up, made a sword-finger gesture, bowed slightly, and began to speak.
"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Sword Saint."
After speaking, Zhou Ping quickly bowed in return.
The two men smiled at each other, just like the swordsmen in the book.
After saying goodbye to Li Jie, Zhou Ping returned to his room, panting heavily.
He sat on the hard bed and kept slapping his cheeks.
Did I embarrass myself just now...?
We were just like the heroes in the book...
hey-hey.....
Lost in thought, Zhou Ping rolled over and lay down on the bed, holding a yellowed novel, and drifted off to sleep.
Before he knew it, it was already late at night, but Li Jie was wide awake.
He casually flipped through the Sword Saint's 'treasures', a strange smile appearing on his face.
The Sword Saint of Great Xia...
What a fascinating person!
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The next morning.
Lin Qiye and the others shakily carried eight bowls of clear soup noodles out of the kitchen.
They sat around a table made of several iron plates, grimacing and wincing.
"Brother Li really hit hard... It woke me up in the middle of the night because of the pain..."
"Sigh...it did hurt a bit, but Brother Li definitely held back..."
"I told you... do you think your flesh is tougher than a missile?"
"Wouldn't you say we've brought this upon ourselves?"
After Shen Qingzhu finished speaking, the four little ones sitting on the small stools slurping noodles nodded in unison. Jialan, who hadn't joined their conversation, watched them from behind with a half-smile...
Because Li Jie and Zhou Ping had somehow arrived beside them...
"I think... I went a little too lightly yesterday..."
"You guys are actually able to get up?"
Upon hearing Li Jie's amused voice, Lin Qiye and the others instantly shuddered and mechanically turned their heads to look.
Two noodles were still hanging from the corner of the chubby mouth.
"Brother...please let us explain..."
"There's nothing to explain, just eat your food..."
"After you finish eating... let's continue training!"
The five little ones looked distressed and all turned to look at Jialan, who seemed completely unaffected.
"Sister Jialan...why are you alright?"
Upon hearing the question, Garan proudly stretched out his arm and patted the muscles on it.
What I'm saying is that no matter how they fight, it won't do any good for me.
Seeing this, everyone felt utterly hopeless and slumped back, letting out sobs.
In the end, it was the socially awkward Sword Saint who came to their rescue.
"Um... this morning's schedule was supposed to be a two-on-two practice session, do we need to change that?"
Upon hearing this, the five little ones lying on the ground seemed to hear beautiful celestial music, and after a somersault, they stood upright in front of Zhou Ping.
"Senior, let's do it your way, two people sparring, you can arrange it!"
"Actually, Li Jie's training method yesterday was quite effective. It's worth modifying it, since you'll all be going through it in the future..."
"No, no, no!! No change, then sparring!" Hearing Zhou Ping's hesitant words, the five little ones shook their heads like rattles, afraid that the Sword Saint would change his mind and switch to the training method from yesterday...
"Okay then... I'll wash the dishes after I finish eating..."
"Please arrange a practice session first!!"
"........"
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Warehouse 0213 has nothing but a large space.
Considering that the scenery in the mountains might have a negative impact on their training, Zhou Ping simply divided the training ground into several areas for them to practice in pairs.
After the six children went to their respective venues as arranged, Zhou Ping turned to Li Jie and spoke up.
"Let's start too."
Hearing this, Li Jie nodded in understanding.
Being able to fight the Sword Saint is also a good thing for his growth.
"So where do we begin?"
After speaking, Zhou Ping's face showed a thoughtful expression. After a short while, he seemed to have thought of something and said to Li Jie.
"You come with me."
About ten minutes later, Li Jie and Zhou Ping arrived at the back of the No. 0213 heavy equipment warehouse. The stone walls here were mostly made of granite, which was extremely hard.
It is very suitable for testing swords.
"Let's do this. You and I will each draw our swords and critique each other's weaknesses," Zhou Ping said excitedly to Li Jie.
After breaking through the human ceiling, he hadn't felt the opportunity to advance to the next level for a long time.
However, after he fought Li Jie once, the seemingly insurmountable barrier began to loosen slightly.
He had a deep-seated feeling that Li Jie was the key to breaking through that ceiling!
Hearing this, Li Jie couldn't help but nod to himself. An outsider's perspective is clearer; even a child understands this principle. To be instructed by Zhou Ping, the strongest swordsman in the Great Xia Dynasty, is an opportunity that others would beg for.
"Who wants to go first?"
Upon hearing the question, Zhou Ping first took out a chopstick from his pocket.
"I'll go first, you can just do it my way."
After saying that, Zhou Ping closed his eyes, and a profound sword intent emerged from his body.
Then, with a flick of his two fingers, a very faint silver-white sword aura struck the massive quartzite mountain in front of him.
As the smoke and dust cleared, only a very shallow gap remained on the stone wall.
What exquisite control!
As the so-called insiders watch the doorway, the outsiders watch the excitement.
If Lin Qiye and the others were to witness this sword strike, they would definitely say, "It's nothing special."
However, Li Jie, who was also wielding the sword, marveled at how Zhou Ping's control over force had reached a level of meticulous precision.
In other words, his sword strike could cleave mountains and seas, or pluck flowers and snatch leaves.
Whether it's light or heavy, it all depends on a single thought!
"Alright, tell me your feelings first. The key to understanding kendo is speed; you'll forget it all in a little while."
Upon hearing Zhou Ping's question, Li Jie composed himself and began to speak.
"Your control is exquisite, but I always feel... something is missing from your sword intent, senior..."
"What's missing?"
"Hmm... I actually have a better way to tell you, take a look!"
As he spoke, Li Jie formed a sword shape with his fingers, a faint blue light swirling in his hand.
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