In a circular open space with a radius of tens of feet, a young man in white wearing a sword was fighting fiercely with a middle-aged man in blue wearing a sword. Judging from the patterns embroidered on their clothes, they should be "Gui Yi Zhai".
And a disciple of the "Kongchan Sect".
Wei Changtian and Liang Qin were sitting in the private room next to them, drinking tea and watching this seemingly fierce, but actually not dangerous duel.
Although both of them are at the sixth level, their fighting skills are really flashy and their moves are all over the place.
But after all, there was no life-or-death feud between them, so they obviously didn't use all their strength, and kept their strength in every move.
Therefore, Wei Changtian felt bored after watching it for a while.
On the contrary, Liang Qin has always been quite serious and even commented a few words from time to time.
"Brother Changtian, the swordsmanship that the man who uses the sword seems to be very simple. You can see that every time he swings the sword, he can bring up several afterimages. If you don't look carefully, you really can't tell which one is real and which one is real.
Fake."
"Is it?"
Wei Changtian, who was studying the layers of the thousand-layer cake in front of him, raised his head when he heard this and looked towards the venue.
As Liang Qin said, the swordsmanship of the man from Gui Yi Zhai does have some skills.
Every time he makes a move, he will bring up three or four sword shadows. At first glance, it seems as if three or four swords suddenly appeared.
However, only one of these sword shadows is real, and the rest are all false moves.
And if the opponent cannot determine which is true and which is false in a short period of time, it is very likely that he will suffer a loss because of it.
"Well, it's really not easy."
"It seems that Gui Yi Zhai is somewhat real."
Nodding, Wei Changtian looked away for a few seconds before looking away and said casually: "But it's easy to break this trick."
"Although the shadow of his sword looks the same at first glance, the tip of the sword is actually different."
"The tip of the sword?"
Liang Qin was stunned and quickly looked carefully at the sword tips of the sword shadows.
And when she saw it, she immediately noticed something strange.
Among those sword shadows, only the tip of the sword was slightly shiny, while the rest were the same color as the sword body.
If Wei Changtian hadn't reminded him, such subtle differences would have been difficult to observe.
"Brother Changtian? Why is that so?"
Liang Zhen asked in surprise: "Where does the faint light on the sword tip come from?"
"There."
Wei Changtian pointed at the bright sun outside the window.
"A real sword will reflect light, but a feint will not."
"Although this sword technique can cover the body of the sword, the tip of the sword cannot be covered."
"So you can tell whether the sword shadow is real or fake just by looking at the tip of the sword."
"..."
After hearing Wei Changtian's explanation, Liang Qin's mouth opened slightly.
Although this solution is not complicated, it is very reasonable.
But it was such a simple move, and she didn't even notice the flaw after watching it for a long time.
And what about Wei Changtian?
How long did it take to see through it?
"Brother Changtian, when did you learn swordsmanship?"
With his eyes widened, Liang Qin asked doubtfully: "Or do you know Gui Yizhai's sword technique before?"
"have no idea."
Wei Changtian shook his head and said to himself that I already know the swordsmanship.
Although he stopped practicing the Moon-Tearing Sword halfway through, he practiced the Baidian's secret skill of Falling Sky Sword taught by Lao Zhangtou every day.
There are thirty-six postures in total, and now I have practiced twenty-eight postures.
It's just that the power of the twenty-eight postures is not as powerful as the Guichen knife in the Dzogchen realm, so he doesn't usually use it.
But the improved understanding of kendo gained from this is real.
It's just that Wei Changtian was too lazy to explain to Liang Qin about the Luoqiong Sword, so he casually said:
"The swords are all short-handed, and the skills are not much different."
"If you practice the sword well, you will naturally understand the sword."
"Is it?"
Liang Qin nodded in understanding, and then muttered in a depressed voice:
"But I also practice swordsmanship every day, why didn't I notice it just now..."
"..."
Looking at Liang Qin who was in a depressed mood, Wei Changtian quickly took the former's little hand and comforted him: "As I said, what are you comparing to me? In fact, you are already much better than 99% of the warriors."
"Brother Changtian..."
Liang Qin raised his head blankly and asked in a low voice: "Are you bragging?"
"Well......"
Wei Changtian suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "Ahem, I mean you are already working hard enough, there is no need to belittle yourself just because of such a trivial matter."
"The Guichen Knife is so difficult, aren't you almost ready to reach Small Perfection now?"
"right......"
Liang Qin blinked and finally no longer felt inferior.
She gently held Wei Changtian's hand, and quickly turned her gaze to the field again, carefully watching the competition between the two people who still had not decided the winner.
Wei Changtian looked at her profile and sighed secretly in his heart.
Although Liang Zhen has excellent genes, Liang Qin is indeed not stupid.
But she is indeed not that talented.
Not to mention comparing herself with herself, even compared with Comrade Xiao Xu, who had basically "abandoned martial arts and engaged in business", she was still far behind.
Xu Qingwan also practiced the Guichen Sword, and it only took half a year to practice it to the Small Perfection level. Even though she is no longer as hard as before, she is still close to the Great Perfection level.
But Liang Qin had to swing his sword more than ten thousand times every day, and he had done so every day for more than half a year, but now he was still in the state of pure youth.
Alas, it can only be said that not all differences between people can be made up by hard work.
...
A quarter of an hour later.
When the two people in the field finally decided the winner, and the one who Gui Yi Zhai narrowly won with one move, Liang Qin finally had time to take a sip of tea.
She seemed to have some insights after watching the entire battle. While drinking tea, she was still discussing various details with Wei Changtian, while waiting for the next game to start.
And just when the two of them were talking about "the advantages and disadvantages of swordsmanship and swordsmanship," there was a sudden knock on the private room door.
"Come in."
Wei Changtian thought it was the waiter who came to exchange tea, so he responded casually.
But what came in after pushing the door open was a fat man in rich clothes, with a big belly and a smile on his face.
"Mr. Wei, Mrs. Liang."
"Um, I'm the master of Changwu Hall. I was out on business just now. I didn't know you two were coming to our hall."
"It's not like I rushed back immediately after receiving the letter."
"I hope you will forgive me for not being able to greet the young master and his wife. I hope you will forgive me..."
"..."
While nodding and bending, he quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead.
The fat man behaves like a profiteer who is very good at flattery.
Wei Changtian had never seen this kind of person before, but now he was a little stunned.
The leader of Changwu Hall.
In other words, the man in front of me is not the steward of Shuzhou Hall of Changwu Hall, but the head of the entire Changwu Hall?
Even though Changwu Hall is not a famous sect, the image of its leader is a bit outrageous...
Besides, why is he in Shuzhou?
The main hall of Changwu Hall is not in Shuzhou City.
Several questions popped up in his mind in an instant, but Wei Changtian didn't think about it in detail.
No matter how you say the other party is considered a figure in Daning, and he is so polite now, he will definitely not put on any airs.
"Hahaha, you're welcome."
"We were just taking a look around when we had nothing to do. We never thought that it would delay your business."
"By the way, I wonder what the hall master's name is?"
"Ah, look at the little man's brain! He has forgotten this!"
The fat man looked ashamed, smiled and hurriedly bowed to Wei Changtian and Liang Qin and handed over his hands.
"Sir, madam."
"The villain's surname is Zhuang, and his name is clear."