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Chapter 3 Basic Swordsmanship

Aware of Chen Feng's gaze, Yue Buqun's sword-holding hand clenched the wooden sword tightly, and a set of sword techniques floated out of his hand.

This is a real martial arts plane. Although it is a set of basic swordsmanship, it still provides a lot of visual enjoyment in the hands of Yue Buqun. After all, the swordsmanship used by people in TV and movies are all staged.

It didn't seem like much at first, but compared with the swordsmanship used by the real Yue Buqun now, it still looked very stiff.

It can be seen that after practicing swordsmanship all year round, Yue Buqun in this world has very good physical coordination, and a set of swordsmanship makes him very elegant.

Although he wanted to think so, Chen Feng had no chance to enjoy it at this time. He used all the brain cells in his brain and tried hard to memorize the sword techniques used by Yue Buqun.

Soon, after the thrust of the sword was retracted, Yue Buqun stood up straight under Chen Feng's helpless eyes. It was obvious that the sword technique had been practiced.

"Feng'er, how are you? How much do you remember?"

After exhaling a breath, Yue Buqun put the wooden sword aside and sat back on the chair.

Hearing Yue Buqun's question, Chen Feng felt a little sick. His body had been transformed by the system and returned to the state of ten years old. His memory seemed to have been enhanced a lot, but for the basic sword used by Yue Buqun,

However, he only remembered half of the method. Compared with the super strong memory of the protagonists in novels and movies who can learn it after just one reading, it seems a bit weak.

"Master, my disciple is too stupid, he only remembered half of it." Chen Feng shrank his head, glanced at Yue Buqun aggrievedly, and said weakly that he had really tried his best.

"Half?" After hearing Chen Feng's words, Yue Buqun's calm face finally changed, showing an expression of surprise.

"Uh..." Chen Feng blushed a little and nodded in shame.

"Ahem, I can remember half of it in one go. It's pretty good. Let me show you how to use it." Yue Buqun coughed lightly, his face regained his composure, but his heart was still in a state of shock.

You know, when his master demonstrated basic swordsmanship to him for the first time, he didn't remember even half of it. His eldest disciple Linghu Chong was also considered a smart person, but he only remembered one part of it the first time.

Xiaoban, my little apprentice can actually remember half of it. This memory is really amazing.

Chen Feng pursed his lips and stepped forward to pick up the wooden sword. He shook it and found that the weight was a little lighter, but it was quite suitable for practicing swordsmanship with his current body.

Standing still, he thrust out the sword with great force, but without any momentum. You must know that when Yue Buqun used his sword technique before, this wooden sword made a whirring sound.

But when I got there, there wasn't even a fart sound.

The first half of a set of sword techniques was used intermittently by Chen Feng, but the second half was basically not remembered.

After swinging the wooden sword a few times, but finally unable to remember it, Chen Feng put away the sword and looked at Yue Buqun eagerly, not knowing what the legendary middle-aged uncle with extremely sinister intentions would say about him.

However, what Chen Feng didn't expect was that Yue Buqun just nodded slightly with satisfaction and took out a book from his chest.

"Yes, I am very satisfied with my master. This is a sword manual of basic swordsmanship. The sword skills in it are the ones I just demonstrated to you. You can just practice according to the sword manual. If you don't understand anything, please ask me.

, when you master the basic swordsmanship, I will teach you the swordsmanship of my Huashan School."

After saying that, Yue Buqun handed the basic sword manual to Chen Feng who stepped forward to pick up the sword manual.

"Thank you, Master, for teaching me swordsmanship." Looking at the sword manual in his hand, Chen Feng's eyes lit up. He did not dislike it because it was a basic swordsmanship. Instead, he was particularly excited.

Having read countless novels in the original world, he knew the importance of laying a foundation. This thing is like building a house. Only when the foundation is solid can the upper floors be built higher.

"Damn it, damn it, I am considered a swordsman. Although I am still very picky now, from now on I will be called Daxia Chen."

Chen Feng felt a sense of joy in his heart, and then happily opened the sword manual and read it carefully.

On the other side, Linghu Chong and others were practicing sword practice while looking towards Chen Feng. They secretly saw the situation on Chen Feng's side and were very curious about this new junior brother.

Of course, the consequence of casually deserting during sword practice was that many disciples were stabbed several times in the anus by the wooden sword of the person behind them.

"Ouch, ouch..." For a moment, the screams of several disciples and the scolding of Yue Buqun rang out in this small open space.

About an hour later, it seemed that the morning exercises of the Huashan sect disciples were over. Yue Buqun looked at these disciples who knew they were lazy, snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and walked into the Taoist temple.

"Ouch, my arms are sore."

"Ouch, it hurts me so much. Who poked me in the butt just now? Was it you, Lu Dayou?"

"Shit, my butt also suffered. I was hit several times on my legs by the master, which made me feel sore."

As soon as Yue Buqun left, all the disciples of the Huashan Sect started wailing.

"What, practicing swordsmanship is fun. Why do you all look so miserable? Humph, you still aren't a man."

On the side, Yue Lingshan put away her sword excitedly and looked at the miserable appearance of these senior brothers with confusion. Her little mind was still filled with the freshness of having just come into contact with the way of kendo.

"Little junior sister, you are just new to this. You will get bored after a long time." Linghu Chong threw away the wooden sword in his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Hehe, no way. I want to be a peerless heroine in the future, so I will definitely practice my sword well."

Yue Lingshan put her hands on her hips and raised her chin high, like a proud little peacock.

After hearing Yue Lingshan's words, Chen Feng, who was practicing basic sword moves against the sword manual, couldn't help but look up at her.

According to the plot development of the drama "Swordsman", Chen Feng feels that she can't!

As if feeling Chen Feng's gaze, Yue Lingshan looked towards Chen Feng.

"Junior brother, stop practicing, let's go dig out the bird's nest and play together. Senior brother said they want to go, so let's go too."

Yue Lingshan ran up to Chen Feng with a smile, tilted her head and asked.

????Chen Feng raised his head in confusion and dug out the bird's nest?

"Are you kidding me, my great future swordsman, you want me to dig out a bird's nest?"

Chen Feng's eyes widened. He was an adult in his twenties after all. He would not do anything these little kids were doing!

However, it suddenly occurred to me that I had dug out bird's nests when I was a child, and boiled the eggs directly and ate them. The charming aroma after peeling off the eggshells even made the children next door cry.

That smell is so delicious...


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