A cold and stern young man named Wen Liang walked towards the tree with a sword in his back and a firm and sharp step.
The sun sets and falls on the ground through the gaps between the green and dead leaves of the big trees, with mottled silhouettes that move back and forth with the wind.
There are rules for the leaf-breaking technique. When she came, the waitress had already explained to Lin Xiao that using a sword meant that she had to pierce the dead leaves and string them on the sword. If she wanted to buy the imitation handed down from generation to generation,
The qualification for a sword is to be able to penetrate nine leaves with one sword without damaging the leaf surface. If you can't do that, it means failure.
As for other weapons, each has its own requirements. For example, a knife is required to split nine dead leaves with one knife, and the cuts must be smooth.
Dead leaves are different from new leaves, because dry leaves are brittle and fragile, and the strength requirements are more delicate. How can it be done without sufficient attainments.
Wen Liang stood under the tree. Manager Li, who looked lazy, stretched out his hand casually. He didn't know when a stone was clasped between his fingers. He flicked it, and the stone suddenly broke through the air and made a roaring sound. It seemed as if it was light and heavy.
The thin needles made an astonishing sound like a giant hammer, directly hitting the trunk of the century-old tree.
It was as if a strong man was pushing hard and the big tree was shaking violently. The branches swayed, the leaves danced and rustled, and dozens of dead leaves fell off the branches without hesitation.
"True warrior!" Lin Xiao looked at the lazy Manager Li and was secretly shocked. A true warrior who seemed to be less than thirty years old was really amazing.
So far, he is the youngest true warrior Lin Xiao has ever seen. Baobingfang's background is indeed extraordinary.
Dozens of dead leaves fell one after another. The swordsman named Wen Liang stood tall, his back straight like a sharp sword, his narrow eyes slightly narrowed, and a ray of cold light flowed through his eyes like water.
The young master played with the suet-fat jade ball in his hand, and his smiling face seemed to have a bit of expectation.
"Brother, he looks very powerful." Zhou Zheng said as low as possible.
"It's quite powerful." Lin Xiao also responded in a low voice.
The moment Lin Xiao's voice fell, the swordsman named Wen Liang drew his sword. His shoulders swayed slightly, and the long sword at his waist suddenly unsheathed, bringing with it a cold light like autumn water across the sky, and like cold lightning.
As he moved quickly, he could vaguely hear the joyous chirping of birds, which gave the sword light a bit more agility in its sharpness.
"Good swordsmanship." Lin Xiao's eyes brightened slightly. Among the swordsmen he has seen so far, this one has the best swordsmanship. That is not the level of swordsmanship, but the state of swordsmanship itself. In other words
, which is the realm of basic swordsmanship.
Body sword realm!
Only Wang Xingyang is also in the sword realm, but compared to the cold and fierce swordsman in front of him, he is still a little less rounded.
The more he understood, the more Lin Xiao understood the importance of basic swordsmanship. It may not be very powerful, but it can lay the foundation of swordsmanship and improve the realm of swordsmanship.
Of course, there is still a clear gap compared with myself.
The light of the sword pierced across the sky, and the sound of joyful chirping like birds filled the surroundings. The dead leaves fell one after another. The swordsman named Wen Liang thrust out his sword. There was a line between the sword and his arm, and there were ten dead leaves strung on the sword.
"One sword cuts through ten leaves. Well, Wen Liang, your swordsmanship really didn't disappoint me." The young master immediately touched his palms and chuckled, and then looked at the lazy man leaning against the wall: "Manager Li, I can buy that sword.
Bar."
"One sword pierces nine leaves, which is enough." The lazy manager Li said casually. The expression of the swordsman named Wen Liang changed slightly, and he immediately looked carefully and saw that one of the dead leaves was almost broken, which meant
This dead leaf didn't count, and I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. "Manager Li, as long as you pass the exam, you are qualified." Young Master said with a slight smile.
"And him." Manager Li pointed at Lin Xiao, and his eyes suddenly looked at Lin Xiao. A playful smile suddenly appeared on the young master's face, and he said slowly: "Please."
The swordsman named Wen Liang stared at Lin Xiao with a pair of narrow eyes, cold and sharp, shining brightly, as if he wanted to see through Lin Xiao.
Zhou Zheng became nervous for no reason. After all, he was just a thirteen-year-old boy with no experience.
"Don't panic." Lin Xiao gently rubbed Zhou Zheng's hair, let go, and walked towards the foot of the century-old tree. Looking up, he could see the dappled sunlight through the gaps between the new leaves and the dead leaves.
A bit dazzling.
Manager Li took action again, and with a snap of his fingers, stones from nowhere hit the trunk of the tree. The trunk shook suddenly, and dozens of dead leaves fell one after another. Lin Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and could see those dead leaves.
The height and speed of falling are completely different. Some leaves are still spinning, some are tumbling, and the shape and size of each leaf are also different.
The Intention Sword Realm made Lin Xiao's mental will stronger and more condensed, and his five senses became sharper.
Everyone looked at Lin Xiao to see how he would draw his sword.
Wen Liang's cold and stern eyes were fixed on Lin Xiao, watching the dead leaves flying to the ground like butterflies. There were fewer and fewer dead leaves remaining in the air, but the opponent still didn't draw his sword, so he couldn't help but smile.
This is probably because it is difficult to catch the dead leaves, unable to accurately judge the timing, and unable to draw the sword due to hesitation and hesitation.
"Those of us who are practicing swordsmanship should abandon all hesitation and hesitation from the moment we hold the sword. The sword should be like thunder and storm. It should not be hesitation. Without accurate judgment, we will miss the opportunity.
This person can't even draw a sword, that swordsmanship..." Young Master seems to have a good understanding of swordsmanship. Seeing that most of the dead leaves have fallen to the ground, and only a few of them are still falling, he can't help but shake his head.
, said in a tone that seemed to be both regretful and ridiculing.
The waitress who came with Lin Xiao couldn't help clenching her hands, but there was also a bit of disappointment on her beautiful face.
Although whether Lin Xiao can succeed in the challenge does not actually have much to do with her, she is the one who brought it after all. If the challenge is successful, it will be a pleasant conversation after dinner with others.
Furthermore, if Lin Xiao succeeds in the challenge, she may be able to purchase imitation weapons from ancient times, and she will be able to earn a little profit by then.
Unfortunately, nine out of ten people who challenge the art of leaf-breaking fail, and very few succeed.
For such a young man, no matter how good his swordsmanship is, how good can he be?
Zhou Zheng subconsciously clenched his fists and stared at Lin Xiao with a nervous and excited face. He had seen Lin Xiao practicing swordsmanship. The sword rose like thunder, lightning flashed across the sky, and the momentum was astonishing. He had already left a deep impression on him.
It is like a brand that is etched in my heart and will never be forgotten.
Manager Li was still leaning against the wall casually. He didn't know when there was another stone in the hand that was wrapped around his chest. He was gently twisting it. He looked at the dead leaves that were almost falling to the ground. He seemed to be bored and a little sleepy.
Yes, I couldn't help but yawn.
Suddenly, it was as if wind and thunder were rising on the ground. The howling wind turned into roaring thunder, rushing in all directions, flowing like mercury in the wide courtyard. The last twelve dead leaves that were about to fall to the ground seemed to be held by invisible hands, and seemed to
Swept by the sword wind, it spun and floated as if it were reversing gravity, and it seemed as if an invisible hand was pulling out the chaos and arranging the last twelve dead leaves into a straight line.
The sword light, like a cold electric shock, pierced out from the center of the first dead leaf, moving forward like a broken bamboo.
Second piece!
The third piece! One after another, the twelfth dead leaf was also pierced by the sword's edge, completely skewered on the White Bird Sword. Each dead leaf was pierced from the center, and the leaf head and tip of each dead leaf were pierced.
Neatly corresponding, giving people a neat feeling, pleasing to the eye.
The yawning Manager Li kept his mouth wide open and his eyes widened. He was not mistaken.
The young master who was just talking to himself about what a swordsman should be like was like a duck that had been strangled by the neck. He couldn't say anything, and there was no sound. His fair and handsome face suddenly turned red, as if it was cooked.
The prawns quickly turned green and turned green, and their cheeks seemed to be burning with pain.
Wen Liang's cold and narrow eyes suddenly widened, so round that they almost bulged out. He subconsciously clenched the hilt of the long sword at his waist, and his heart was agitated like an overwhelming river.
The waitress couldn't help but exclaimed.
Zhou Zheng was so excited that his face turned red, his eyes were shining, and he was waving his hands vigorously.
"One sword with twelve leaves, it seems I succeeded." Lin Xiao smiled slightly and raised the sword towards Zhou Zheng: "Ah Zheng, does it look like a bunch of candied haws?"
"Like." Zhou Zheng was very excited.
"Okay, okay." Manager Li immediately clapped his hands and stood up, walked over with a smile on his face, his eyes flashed, staring closely at the sword in Lin Xiao's hand, carefully looking at the twelve dead leaves on the sword: "
Every dead leaf is not damaged. The precision of the sword and the subtle force are really amazing. What do you call me little brother?"
"Lin Wuming." Lin Xiao responded with a smile.
Manager Li and others were startled, Lin Wuming?
This name is very special. Isn’t it your real name?
"Brother Lin's swordsmanship is superb, far beyond the standards of our Baobingfang's leaf-striking skills." Manager Li said with an unambiguous smile while his mind was spinning: "Now in our Baobingfang, there is only one imitation handed down from ancient times.
The sword is an imitation of the famous sword handed down from generation to generation, the Sky Meteor Mark Sword, and is called the Starry Sword. Only those who have passed the examination of the leaf-breaking technique are eligible to purchase it. However, the skills displayed in the leaf-beating technique are beyond recognition.
The better, the more qualified you will be to purchase first. Unless you give up, you will be deferred to the second place."
The art of striking leaves is very interesting, but at the same time, the art of striking leaves is also very difficult. It sounds easy to penetrate nine leaves with one sword, but it is actually very difficult. It is difficult for ordinary swordsmen to do it, because it requires more than just one sword.
To penetrate the nine leaves, it is also required that no additional damage to the dead leaves is allowed. Passing through means passing through, and it must be clean and neat, without causing additional fragmentation.
This requires not only solid and superb swordsmanship, but also meticulous control of strength.
"This brother, my name is Wen Jingxu, and I am the third son of the Wen family in Kunning County. The purpose of coming to Lin'an this time is to obtain the Xingliu Sword as a return gift for my eldest sister. I hope Brother Lin can fulfill her wish."
The young master looked at Lin Xiao and smiled slightly. His tone sounded modest, but he also had a hint of agility.
"I want to give you a gift too." Lin Xiao responded unhurriedly.
"Oh, I don't know who Brother Lin wants to give it to, maybe I can help prepare a gift." Wen Jingxu still smiled.
"Give it to myself." Lin Xiao blinked and responded seriously.
A sonorous sound suddenly sounded, and the cold and sharp swordsman named Wen Liang suddenly drew his sword and pointed it at Lin Xiao, speaking sharply: "I don't believe you can really pierce twelve leaves with one sword. It must be a trick. You and I will compete with each other in swordsmanship. I will win."
, you will give up your qualification to purchase."
"Oh, so what if you lose?" Lin Xiao asked.
"If he loses, I will buy the Xingliu Sword for you." Wen Jingxu responded with a smile, his eyes slightly narrowed.
"No, just give the money to me directly." Lin Xiao smiled.