"Do you want to practice swordsmanship? Come with me, I know a place." Hong Feiyu said.
"Really? Thank you!" Of course Jiang Chen would not refuse.
Immediately, Jiang Chen followed Hong Feiyu to a quiet bamboo forest, crossed the path, and saw a pavilion in front of him.
Outside the pavilion is an open space paved with bluestones.
Before he even got close, he heard the sound of a sword being swung.
Jiang Chen and Hong Feiyu looked at each other and walked up curiously.
Soon, a graceful woman appeared in sight, with long flowing hair, wearing a white training uniform, and her movements were as light as a wild cat.
When facing this side, Jiang Chen discovered that this was an extremely beautiful woman, with green eyebrows and clear eyes.
But what really fascinates Jiang Chen is this woman's sword skills and her mastery of sword points.
"It's Sister Wen Xin."
Hong Feiyu stopped and murmured, wondering whether he should step forward.
However, Jiang Chen had already walked over on his own. The space here was more than enough, and he didn't want to waste any more time after wandering around for a long time.
"It should be okay."
Hong Feiyu quickly followed and first called out to the woman: "Sister Wen Xin."
The woman named Wen Xin nodded, her face was as frosty, and her beautiful eyes were full of coldness. Those who didn't know it thought she was in a bad mood.
She was indeed in a bad mood. Jiang Chen noticed that she kept practicing the same sword move but kept failing.
"Friend, don't be rude and offensive."
When Jiang Chen stared at others like this, Hong Feiyu felt embarrassed for him.
"All right."
Jiang Chen also thought not to meddle in other people's business, so he took out his long sword and started practicing with his right hand.
The current right-handed sword is not as awkward as the first time. After all, the left-handed sword brings a lot of experience and insights.
However, the level of swordsmanship is still significantly different from that of the left hand.
Hong Feiyu next to him didn't think anything was wrong, because his level was about the same as Jiang Chen's right-hand sword.
bite!
Suddenly, a crisp sound interrupted Jiang Chen and Hong Feiyu.
The two of them looked over and saw that it was Wen Xin who slammed the sword in his hand to the ground, with an evil look on his face and raised eyebrows.
Hong Feiyu was startled and pulled Jiang Chen to leave.
Who knows, Jiang Chen walked over instead, picked up the sword on the ground, gently stroked the blade with his fingers, and said: "Such a good sword should not be treated like this."
Wen Xin stared at him, her eyes as sharp as a sword.
"The reason why you can't perform that sword move is not because you're not good enough, but because your heart is wrong." Jiang Chen didn't notice at all and thought to himself.
"Is your heart wrong?"
Jiang Chen said: "You are almost close to the sword intention, and the sword technique used to achieve the sword intention is a kind of artistic conception that you cannot fully integrate into."
"How do you know? I just saw you practicing swordsmanship, and it was very average." Wen Xin's tone was full of doubts. If it weren't for Jiang Chen's confident look, she would have had an attack.
"Don't worry about how I see it. You might as well listen to me first. Don't think too much when you draw the sword. Spend your time understanding the artistic conception of the sword."
Wen Xin sneered and said: "You should know who I am, then you should know that I am on the fire list."
"Winning list?!"
Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment, he heard someone say this when he was at the inn.
There is a Qingyun List in the Fire Realm, and those on the list are all peerless strong men with real talents.
The status of the strong men on the Qingyun List is unshakable in the Fire Domain.
However, it is too difficult to get into the top rankings, especially for young people. After all, most top rankings are middle-aged and above.
So someone created a salary list, specifically targeting the new generation under the age of twenty-five.
People are always extremely enthusiastic about such rankings. The Xinhuo Ranking was only launched ten years ago, but it has already swept the entire Great Xia Dynasty and even the Fire Domain.
Young people are all proud to be on this list.
Different from the top 100 ranking in Qing Yun List, the ranking in 1000 place in Xinhuo List is because there are too many young people after all.
Even so, it's not easy to get on the list.
Wen Xin's pride is not unreasonable. She is ranked in the top 800 of the Xinhuo List, which is considered to be the highest among the people on the list in Kowloon City.
From her perspective, Jiang Chen's teachings are really laughable.
"I don't know who you are. I just have good intentions. If you don't listen, it doesn't matter." Jiang Chen's reaction was neither salty nor cool, and he said casually.
"Okay, I'll give it a try." Wen Xin took her sword. This time she was not in a hurry to draw the sword. She closed her eyes slightly and controlled her breathing.
Jiang Chen stepped back. He just pointed out the problem and how long it took for Wen Xin to solve it was her business.
But no matter when, she would always find that what she said was right.
"You are awesome!"
Hong Feiyu gave him a thumbs up, full of admiration, and said: "You are the first person in Kowloon City to talk to Sister Wen Xin like this."
He had just been worried that Jiang Chen would be scolded back.
Unexpectedly, Wen Xin actually listened.
In the final analysis, it was the confidence that Jiang Chen showed.
"Eaaah!"
Suddenly, Wen Xin let out a cry of surprise.
Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment. Is it possible that he succeeded in hearing his heart just once?
That talent is too terrifying.
"Wait a moment."
Wen Xin called Jiang Chen and walked towards him. She swept away her previous depression and asked, "Who is your master?"
"What?" Jiang Chen didn't quite understand what he meant.
"This is the master who taught you how to practice swordsmanship."
Wen Xin just followed the method Jiang Chen said, and although it didn't succeed, she found the problem, just as Jiang Chen said.
However, she had seen the level of Jiang Chen's sword practice just now, and she definitely did not believe that Jiang Chen would teach her such a high level, thinking that he had a famous teacher.
"No, I don't have a master." Jiang Chen told the truth.
Soon, he saw a confused look on Wen Xin's face, which made him very puzzled.
Ever since I left Shiwandashan, no one seemed to believe what I said.
For example, if he wants to join the Tiandao Sect, no matter who he is, he will look at him with an inexplicable expression.
Wen Xin's expression is almost the same now.
"I don't believe it. The advice you gave just now must be of sufficient quality." Wen Xin did not use roundabout ways of speaking politely, but directly expressed the doubts in her heart. A person is like an unsheathed sword, its edge exposed.
"First of all, it's your fault if you don't believe it. Secondly, if I point it out to you, if you find it's not wrong, you should thank me instead of questioning it."
Maybe Hong Feiyu will follow Wen Xin's trick, but Jiang Chen is different.
Wen Xin seemed surprised because no one had ever dared to talk to her like this.
Hong Feiyu next to him quickly turned his eyes and wanted to say something to Jiang Chen, but he couldn't say it.
"You really don't know who I am?" Wen Xin asked.
"I only know your name is Wen Xin."
Wen Xin actually showed a rare smile, which made her face breathtakingly beautiful.
Hong Feiyu next to him thought he had seen it wrong and rubbed his eyes.
"Then what's your name?"
"Jiang Chen."
"New to Kowloon City?"
"Yes."
Jiang Chen vaguely felt that this woman's identity was not simple.
At this moment, there were chaotic footsteps in the bamboo forest, as if a large number of people were coming this way.
One of them, Jiang Chen, knew him, the young man who blocked him from entering the Statue Square just now.
If you look carefully, you can see that the group of people who came were all practicing swordsmanship in the square.
That Yang Jianwei is also there.
Taking a closer look, Jiang Chen found that this man looked good, tall and mighty, with thick eyebrows and black eyes, but the domineering look on his body made people uncomfortable.