"Okay, you!" Miao Xiaowen was pulling Lu Jiu's ears at this time, gritting her teeth: "I was just wondering why my antiques have 'dynamic patterns'! It turns out it was you who did it!"
I bought this bronze tripod from the black market at a low price. After appraising it, I found that I had made a lot of money.
I thought I could become well-off this time and make a lot of money.
But who would have thought that after leaving his antiques for just a month, he would find that Lu Jiu had cut a big gap in them with his sword!
This means that Miao Xiaowen’s hundreds of taels of gold were instantly wasted!
One can imagine how frustrated Miao Xiaowen felt!
"No, no, no! Sister Xiaowen! I will compensate you in the future!"
Lu Jiu gritted his teeth and cracked his mouth in pain, covered his ears and begged for mercy.
Why do you think you are so unlucky?
If Lu Jiu had known earlier that the bronze tripod was so valuable, how could he dare to use that thing to practice swordsmanship?
It's better to just hack yourself!
"Compensation? What compensation can you give me! I'm telling you, Lu Jiu, you have to work for me for the rest of your life!"
"And no-salary!"
Miao Xiaowen's face turned blue with anger, she poked Lu Jiu's forehead with her paw and said loudly.
Then he let out a cold snort and let go of the paw that was grabbing Lu Jiu's ears.
Lu Jiu's mouth twitched when he heard this, with a depressed look on his face.
When others travel through time, they fight against the sky, the earth, and the air, defying heaven, Buddha, and destiny!
I'm better off, I traveled through time and worked for a cat for the rest of my life!
And it’s the kind without wages!
Why are you so miserable?
Dog than the author really abuses the owner!
"Hmph! Just in time, you're going to Dadong City and we'll stop by! Get ready and we'll set off in a week!"
Miao Xiaowen stared at Lu Jiu fiercely, and then said angrily.
Wang Dapao snickered in his heart, but his face was meticulous.
The girl Qingzhu was so happy that she burst into tears and laughed.
Lu Jiu rubbed his red ears with a grin on his face, looking aggrieved.
…
It was late at night, there were crickets chirping outside the window, the breeze was blowing willows, and there was a crescent moon in the sky.
Lu Jiu's face was cold, and he stabbed and thrust the broken dust sword in his hand. His body was as light as a swallow, and his sword energy surged.
The sword in his hand is like an extension of his arm, without any sense of awkwardness. The sword moves are ever-changing, but he keeps them firmly in mind and uses them in the palm of his hand.
Today's battle made him more proficient in swordsmanship and gained a little more experience in life and death combat.
Many battles are not a matter of meeting the opponent, and they have to be fought for a long time before the winner can be determined.
There are many factors that affect combat, such as weapons, physical fitness, combat experience, and... the ethereal luck!
Just like today, Black Eagle should have been on par with Lu Jiu, and even had more strength.
After all, Lu Jiu had only practiced swordsmanship for less than three months. No matter how talented he was, he could not defy the odds.
But Blackhawk is really unlucky.
The Duan Chen Sword was too much of a restraint on his weapons! The quality of Lu Jiu's Duan Chen Sword was far ahead of Black Eagle's by several blocks. In Lu Jiu's opinion, his sword was no different from a piece of wood.
In Lu Jiu's opinion, Black Hawk is positioned as an assassin and relies on weapons, unlike warriors like Meteor Hammer who can still fight hand-to-hand without weapons.
And if the Black Hawk weapon is gone, it will be for nothing.
Only then did Lu Jiuyi sword kill him.
This also made Lu Jiu understand that many opportunities in battle are fleeting, and if he does not seize them firmly, he will definitely fall into passivity.
"Before the Nine-Yang Divine Art is not perfected, it still has great disadvantages. It seems that I will have to rely on swordsmanship to fight for a long time."
Lu Jiu thought silently in his heart.
Before the Nine-Yang Divine Skill is perfected, it is no different from ordinary skills. Although it has a certain restraint function on certain skills, its use is still not as good as that of swordsmanship.
This also made Lu Jiu secretly decide in his heart that although the Nine Yang Divine Art cannot be left behind, his focus now should be on swordsmanship!
Strength is the foundation! Otherwise, if you are killed because of lack of strength, you will have no place to cry!
It is impossible to tell the enemy: wait until I have mastered the Nine Suns Divine Art before fighting again!
"Die Chen's Seven Swords Drawing Style pursues the ultimate speed and hits hard with one blow!"
"The fine snow style is like the continuous snow falling all over the sky. It can be used both offensively and defensively, and the attack and defense are integrated."
"Zhanqiu style is about looking for the enemy's weaknesses, looking for flaws, seizing the opportunity, and killing with one strike!"
"The Wanhua Style is the most exquisite among the first four styles. The sword technique is ever-changing, sometimes as sharp as electricity, sometimes as gentle as waves."
"It seems to be a collection of many swordsmanship characteristics. It can change the state according to different people so that it cannot be restrained by the enemy."
Lu Jiu thought silently in his heart.
Then he simply closed his eyes, quietly experiencing the exquisiteness of the swordsmanship in his hands, and recalling the mystery of Wanhua Style in his mind.
"The sword is the head of all weapons, the extension of the arm, the direction of the heart, and the point of the sword..."
Lu Jiu silently muttered to himself, calmly comprehending it.
The sword is a killing weapon, and it can also be regarded as an extension of the swordsman. Only when the arm can be indistinguishable from the sword can it be called a qualified swordsman.
Lu Jiu's figure continued to dance with the sword skills in his hands, sometimes like catkins in the spring breeze, sometimes like flags in the strong wind.
"Shua——"
A series of silver-white sword lights flashed past, shimmering with a slight cold light in the soft night.
Lu Jiu closed his eyes tightly, contemplated it calmly, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the swordsmanship.
At this time, Lu Jiu felt that his consciousness was hazy, and there was nothing else in his eyes except the sword in his hand.
"Huhu..."
The sound of even breathing fell, and Lu Jiu's figure gradually relaxed and stretched.
The muscles and bones all over his body were shaking, as if some kind of shackles had been released.
Threads of willow catkins fluttered in the wind, and the cool night was enveloped by the moonlight.
A figure in white clothes kept dancing with a sword, and his figure flashed.
Lu Jiu did not use a trace of Qi, and the Jiuyang Qi in his body was like a silent lake, motionless.
What he relies on is pure flesh!
Devote yourself wholeheartedly to swordsmanship!
A cat and a dog peeking from the side were holding their chins, slightly lost in thought.
"You said that this guy Lu Jiu is so talented in swordsmanship and he cares so much about Plum Blossom Hero...could he be Plum Blossom Hero's illegitimate son?"
Looking at the figure in white in the backyard, Miao Xiaowen couldn't help but guess.
In Miao Xiaowen's opinion, Lu Jiu has such a good swordsmanship talent, so his father should also be very good.
If Lu Jiu's father was the Plum Blossom Hero, then it would make sense.
Qingzhu couldn't help but chuckle when he heard this.
"How is it possible? Who in the world doesn't know that Plum Blossom Hero has thirteen daughters? If Lu Jiu was really his son, wouldn't Plum Blossom Hero be happy?"
Qingzhu smiled and shook his head.
Indeed, Plum Blossom Hero would have to burn incense if he had a son, let alone someone with swordsmanship talent as good as Lu Jiu.
"Yes." Miao Xiaowen nodded upon hearing this, feeling that what Qingzhu said made sense.
Lu Jiu's movements at this time also gradually stopped, and the Duan Chen Sword in his hand was slowly inserted into the scabbard.
It is obviously impossible to directly enter the realm of Dacheng. Many martial arts ancestors took several years or even decades to reach this threshold.
Lu Jiu still has a long way to go before he can master his swordsmanship.