Seven hundred and ninetieth chapters sword practice wizard
The movements of the phantom boy were very slow, like a deliberately slowed down movie.
"Hey, I can practice like him, then I don't need senior brother to teach me!"
Yang Kun looked around and saw that there were no weapons, so he looked at his left hand and saw that the ring was still there.
So, he took out the wooden sword that he had placed in the Qiankun Ring before going to bed, and then imitated the movements of the shadow boy.
Again, again, and again...
I don’t know how many times I have practiced it, but the shadow boy’s movements are getting faster and faster, and Yang Kun is also getting faster and faster.
The next day, Yang Kun came back from cutting bamboo. After lunch, Wei Dabao came to teach Yang Kun the introductory sword skills of the Immortal Sword Sect.
At the beginning, Yang Kun practiced with Wei Dabao, but slowly, Yang Kun discovered that Wei Dabao didn't seem to be familiar with it on his own.
Swish swish swish~!
The wooden sword in Yang Kun's hand made a shrill sound. Wei Dabao stopped what he was doing and turned to look at Yang Kun, suddenly startled.
Oh my god, this is not an apprentice who has just learned swordsmanship, he is simply a master of his generation.
I saw the sword in Yang Kun's hand swimming like a blue dragon, with traces of sword energy piercing the air, carrying endless domineering power.
After Yang Kun finished dancing the entire set of Xianjiamen's introductory sword skills, he discovered Wei Dabao who was stunned.
"Elder brother, are you okay?"
Yang Kun put the wooden sword behind his back and asked.
Wei Dabao opened his mouth and said in surprise: "Junior brother, who taught you your swordsmanship?"
Yang Kun was stunned for a moment and said: "Senior Brother, are you kidding me? Didn't you just teach me this?"
Wei Dabao shook his head and said: "No, I definitely did not teach you this swordsmanship. To be disrespectful, my master is not as good at practicing such a precise swordsmanship as you."
After listening to Wei Dabao's words, Yang Kun's mind buzzed and he thought: "Isn't that a dream? Did I enter the space of that totem?"
After a while, Yang Kun scratched his head and said, "I practiced according to the sword manual I gave you."
"Really?" Wei Dabao asked dubiously.
Yang Kun hummed, nodded and said, "Really!"
Wei Dabao was suddenly overjoyed, extremely excited, and said with a smile: "Junior brother, do you know that you are a genius at practicing swordsmanship? Do you know how long I have been practicing this sword technique?"
Yang Kun shook his head.
Wei Dabao said: "I have been practicing this set of swordsmanship for more than ten years, but it is still like this. I always feel that some parts are not connected. I also asked the master, but the master said that he has been practicing for decades and still can't.
Really practice this set of swordsmanship well, you know, the swordsmanship you just practiced is the best I have ever seen."
"What a genius, I just practiced blindly"
Hearing Wei Dabao's compliment, Yang Kun said a little embarrassed.
Wei Dabao patted Yang Kun on the shoulder and said: "Well, it seems that I don't need to teach you this swordsmanship. Now that my task has been completed, you can be considered a formal beginner. You will rely on it for your future practice."
You are on your own. The date for the Nine Meridians Competition is getting closer day by day, and I have to go and do my own business. You are probably not qualified to participate in this competition, but if you practice diligently, you will definitely be able to do it next time.
One of the best in the martial arts competition."
"The next term? How long will it be?" Yang Kun frowned and asked.