Outside the community city, Zhou Yi was sitting on a wooden bench uneasy. The one with him was Teacher Liang Wenhui, whom Qingnv respected and admired by Qingnv. Qingnv didn't know, that was fine. But Zhou Yi knew very well that this young lecturer who was only one or two years older than him was Qinghui who once said that to him in Sishui two years ago.

Two years have passed in a flash. When you meet again on the other side, Zhou Yi seems to be at ease in handling things. After all, if you are on the other side, he still thinks that he can handle everything well. All his career on the other side should not involve real life or have no impact on real life. This is Zhou Yi's basic limit.

But now, he feels that this bottom line is in danger.

While sitting down to rest, the heat and sweat dissipated by running gradually cooled down. Qinghui took out a tissue from her pocket and wiped her face. The broken bones between her forehead were like strings of hanging bead curtains rolling. At this time, the morning sun had risen halfway. Under the gentle sunlight, Zhou Yi went over and saw the nearly transparent tip of his nose under the sunlight and the sweat beads slowly rolling on his thin eyebrows, which were wiped off by a shiny white cloud.

"Do you still drink water?"

She suddenly turned her head and looked at Zhou Yi, smiling and asked. "The tone was gentle and graceful, but it was a little different from her in the virtual project. The fine shorts made her look more energetic. Combined with the flawless face, it added a different kind of spiritual energy, which was hard to describe, but it exuded a kind of cold independence.

"I'll treat you."

Qinghui added another sentence. These words no longer had the ambiguousness that made Zhou Yi worry. If he insisted on thinking like this, he would seem immature. Zhou Yi's eyes fell and he noticed that there was a large trace of sweat on the sportswear on her chest, as was the case with her back, and there was still sweat on her thin white neck, and as for her head, it was even more wet.

"Go!"

Zhou Yi stood up, without the uneasiness caused by random thoughts at the beginning, he stood in front of Qinghui: "Sit here for a rest. Just take a shower when you have recovered. If you have the wind here, don't sit for too long to avoid catching a cold. Don't drink water anymore?" Qinghui sat on the wooden bench without moving. He pressed the empty bottle on the table with his hands. Although his fingers were thin, it made people feel a little force.

"No need, I have water at home after I go."

Zhou Yi shook his head. Look? After Qinghui also got up, the two of them joined the expert together. Until now, Zhou Yi has become much more open-minded. Some of them have been working as a lone man on the other side for a long time. He feels that he is not like a person who can make jokes now. If he sticks to some small details, it will really make people think a lot. Thinking about it carefully, Zhou Yi feels it is unnecessary.

At least, Qinghui didn't say anything, he was safe. Although he might not be much worse in age, from the beginning of contact, Zhou Yi obviously realized that he was not the same type of person as her, which made him feel a little relieved. At least as long as he restrained himself, the extraordinary relationship could still be eliminated.

“By the way.”

On the small path by the lake, Qinghui wiped the sweat from her forehead. She suddenly remembered something, "When the Yaochi Festival was you, was the Taoist boy in Zhenyuanzi? When you were fighting with Jiang Yunhuan at that time, you fought with one hand, using the Shangqing Xiaoyan Wanxiang you learned at the beginning, right? What happened to those moves?"

Zhou Yi looked up, a little confused.

"You know, it's the moves he forced you to go to a desperate situation and then you counterattack. I have never understood the logical judgment of how you transitioned. According to normal circumstances, it is basically destined to be dead." Qinghui opened her arms and gestured twice, and at the same time turned around, learning Zhou Yi's movements at that time. I don't know if she had learned dance. These postures were done well, light and floating, as if she was about to fly.

Zhou Yi couldn't help but be amused by her actions, and stopped her from continuing to gesture, and then explained: "You are the first to ask this question. Let's give you some popular science first! The segments of the sword fighting system are based on the Confucian system at the beginning. The sixth level statement corresponds to doing whatever you want without breaking the rules. The meaning is literal meaning, and you can do it according to your own will without breaking the rules and the system. More accurately, all the movements and moves used at that time are in line with the logical judgment of the sword fighting system, and they are all based on the rules of judgment. In your words, it is a transition."

"I understand."

Qinghui nodded.

“More specific.”

Zhou Yi made a gesture to continue to explain, "The existing sixth level is mostly based on what you want, without paying attention to it and not exceeding the rules. This is certainly a style and artistic conception, but as the highest level, it will never be perfect. In other words, there is no specific rule for the framework and completely free use. It can become stronger and stronger with the accumulation of unbelieving moves. But first, its strength is limited because it does not have a perfect artistic conception and style, and it will always be incomplete; second, it has infinite progress, but because it is incomplete, it can continue to improve, but it will always be a perfect inferior."

"So, there must be a 'moment' as a framework here so that it can achieve a self-consistent and perfect style within a limited range. This 'moment' refers to an integrated move system, because this 'distance' is naturally self-consistent. This is why the Yaochi sword was set when fighting swords. If you can perfectly use the sword to make the sword at will without exceeding the rules, it is the Hunyuan Wuji level fighting sword, and the sword fighting level with the top combat power on the other side, there is no doubt."

Zhou Yi was very sure at the end, and at the end he added: "Actually, I also slowly emerged in a small modeling project recently. It is indeed a powerful tool to do whatever I want without breaking the rules, so when I was fighting the sword in Yaochi, I personally tried it with my own moves."

Qinghui smiled and was completely different from the other side of the shore. "So you have reached the level of Hunyuan Wuji's sword fighting? It's really amazing!"

“It’s still early.”

Zhou Yi looked serious, "I would like to give you a suggestion. I originally wanted to say this to everyone I know, but if they don't ask, I will let them take a detour and understand it by themselves. If you want to try this kind of sword fighting, I suggest you start with the most basic sword technique and move system and never use a high-level move system from the beginning. This is a taboo, and it will go to another wrong path. A very ugly wrong path to use a move." (To be continued.)
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