Qin Feng leaned against the doorpost on the side, breathing heavily, his face turning red and white.
I miscalculated. I didn't expect that this narrow-edged knife was made of meteorite iron. It didn't look big, but in fact it weighed several hundred kilograms!
It's all my fault that my second brother, who waved so skillfully, gave me a wrong perception and misled my judgment!
"Brother, are you okay?"
Qin Feng coughed dryly and hurriedly hid his trembling right arm behind his back: "What can happen to me? It's just that I stayed up late reading last night and was too tired, so I lost my strength for a while.
Second brother, what do you mean by this? You don’t think I can’t even hold a knife, do you?”
Qin An suppressed his laughter, raised his right hand easily, and picked up the narrow-edged knife again: "Of course I trust my brother, come on, show me the knife skills."
"Hold the knife away from me!" Qin Feng was startled and hurriedly retreated.
Realizing that he had lost his composure, he pretended to be thoughtful and said: "I just thought about it carefully. This sword technique is very mysterious. I am just demonstrating it, because I'm afraid you won't understand the essence of it. So, let me draw the sword technique on the ground."
, you follow the drill, and if there are any deficiencies, I will naturally point them out."
"Then I'll bother you, brother."
"Yeah." Qin Feng glanced at the courtyard and caught a glimpse of a branch on the ground. He was about to squat down and pick it up with his right hand, but suddenly he stopped and switched to his left hand.
Damn it, when I was writing the couplet yesterday, my right hand was overwhelmed. I didn’t expect that the injury would get worse today!
Xiaoyou, I can't help you.
Holding the branch tightly with his left hand, Qin Feng thought that since he was not left-handed, the paintings he drew would be crooked, but he was surprised to find that his left hand was as skillful as his right hand!
Is this also the effect brought about by Wen Sheng Taoism?
Within a moment, lifelike pictures of figures and swords appeared on the ground. If anyone compared the pictures in "Tiangang Yuan Zhan", they would be surprised to find that the two are exactly the same!
"Second brother, this is the first stage of swordsmanship. You learn it first and make random gestures." Qin Feng, who is well-read, understands that Tiangang Yuan Zhan is not extraordinary. Although its moves look simple, there are
He has a lot of skills and pays attention to the techniques of exerting force. Therefore, Qin Feng does not expect that the other party can learn these moves in a short time.
Qin An looked at the figure on the ground, Yan Dao Tu, in a daze, as if he had not heard these words at all.
When Qin Feng saw this, he didn't bother him. After about half a stick of incense, Qin An, who had been hesitant to move, finally made a move.
His eyes widened suddenly, he raised the knife in his right hand, and then began to perform knife skills in the courtyard.
The sound of breaking wind was heard endlessly. Qin An's sword swings became faster and faster, and he became more and more skillful. When he swung the sword for the third time, his sword skills were exactly the same as those shown in the Yan Dao Diagram!
Damn it, what an enviable talent Qin Feng muttered.
"Huh~" Qin An took a deep breath, put down the narrow-edged knife in his hand, and said with bright eyes: "Brother, this sword skill is really amazing, where did you learn it?"
"Oh, your brother, I have everything in my mind. It's just a sword technique. It doesn't matter. Wait until I tell you the secret of the energy flow in the first stage of this sword technique. You try to circulate the energy in your body and then use it again."
Knife once."
"OK!"
Qin Feng spoke out what he had recorded in his mind without missing a beat. After Qin An finished listening, he pondered for a long time before starting to swing his sword again.
Obviously the moves look the same on the outside, but when swinging the sword, the energy in the body is activated at the same time, and the consumption required is far beyond what it was before. Qin An only used the sword technique once, and he was panting and sweating like rain.
Seeing that the opponent was about to withdraw his sword, Qin Feng found a palm-sized stone in the yard and threw it three feet away from the opponent.
"Second brother, this sword technique is called "Tiangang Yuan Slash". It pays attention to the four levels of strength. Please try and see if you can chop this rock three feet away! If you can do it, it means that you have successfully stepped into it.
A lot of effort."
"Okay!" Qin An responded, then held the handle of the knife with both hands, shouted loudly, and slashed out with the knife. As expected, the rock did not break into pieces, but only left a line on the ground between the two.
Shallow knife marks.
It seems that it is still far from enough.
Thinking about it, if you can easily enter the first level of strength, then this sword skill is too worthless.
"Second brother, you don't have to be depressed. Practice makes perfect in martial arts. If you practice more, you will surely improve."
Qin An looked at the narrow-edged knife in his hand and frowned: "Brother, I'm not frustrated. I just always feel that I am a little weak when performing this knife technique. It seems that there is a problem with the flow of energy."
Hearing this, Qin Feng pondered for a moment. The secret to the flow of energy is not something that can be understood by dictating it once.
The reason why those famous teachers can produce great disciples is because they can point out the shortcomings of others based on their own experience and guide them on the right path.
But the problem is, there is no energy in my body. Even if there is a problem with the circulation of my second brother's energy, I can't do anything about it.
At this moment, Qin Feng suddenly thought of something and his eyes lit up.
"If I remember correctly, when I looked at my second brother's body before, I saw countless tiny golden veins in his muscles.
Combined with the description of the eighth-level Qi training and the seventh-level breath gathering of the Shenwu Taoism, those golden veins must be the condensed strength!
That being the case"
Qin Feng had an idea and immediately said: "Second brother, please mobilize your energy again and perform "Tiangang Yuan Slash" again!"
"Okay." Qin An said nothing and waved the narrow-edged knife in his hand.
At the same time, Qin Feng concentrated on his eyes. As the golden light flashed in his pupils, everything changed again.
At this moment, the flesh, blood, bones, and breath changes in Qin An's body can all be seen at a glance.
Especially the golden veins in the opponent's muscles are extremely clear at a glance.
Qin Feng watched his second brother practicing the sword carefully. He was already halfway through the moves, and there was no problem with the flow of golden energy until.
"Stop!"
"What's wrong?" Qin An put the knife on the ground and looked up.
"When you swung the sword just now, did you feel that your energy was not flowing smoothly?"
"I do have this feeling, brother, how did you know about it?" Qin An looked curious.
Because I have a pair of clairvoyant eyes. "Of course I have my own methods. The problem with your energy flow lies in the move just now."
Having said that, how should I correct his mistakes and guide him to flow his energy correctly?
At this time, Qin Feng thought of yesterday's "Haotian Mirror", the secret art of Literary Saint. Since Literary Qi can guide the external manifestation, can I inject Literary Qi into the second brother's body and then guide his strength?
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