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Chapter 13 Sword One, Three Jins 3

"Master, just tell me, don't keep it aside."

Wang Yu was very helpless when he was photographed. The old man was so thief-handed that he was so heavy that he would hurt him for a long time.

Chen Dachui snorted coldly, "In the eyes of ordinary people, it is the middle finger, but in the eyes of a skilled swordsman, it is a long sword that stands tall and strong!"

Wang Yu felt a lot of words stuck in his throat, not knowing whether he should spit it out.

Seeing him like this, Chen Dahui sneered: "Why, don't you believe it?"

"Master, what do you say, how dare you, my disciple?"

"Let you see it."

Chen Dachui stretched out his middle finger and slapped it on the table. He saw that the tabletop, which was hard to cut with a knife, was actually like tofu, and a small hole was poked silently.

Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, stepped forward and grabbed the finger, and looked up and down, "So powerful?"

Chen Dahui curled his lips and said, "What's this? There are even more powerful ones, please see."

I saw the middle finger swing outward, and ripples appeared in the air. The green semicircular sword aura flew out directly, slashing the outside wall, cutting out a wound more than one meter long.

"So awesome?"

Wang Yu was convinced. Li Yi said before that Chen Dahui was so powerful, but he just gave him an impression. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he truly understood the sharpness.

"Do you want to learn?"

"No~uh! I think, Master, I want to learn!"

Chen Dachui snorted coldly, "If you want to learn, I don't want to teach you. If it weren't for your master's wife's sake, I wouldn't have passed this sword technique to you."

Wang Yu was worried about his hair, but his face showed an amazement, "Master, your move is really amazing. He is worthy of being a famous master in the world."

Faced with his apprentice's flattery, Chen Dachui accepted it happily, "I learned three moves back then, but I can teach you only one move, that's when I just happened."

Wang Yu was a little confused and raised his middle finger and shook it.

Bang!

Chen Dachu slapped him on the head, "What are you thinking? I can point out the sword with my hands, chopsticks out the sword, branch out the sword, and even the mouth out the sword. This is my level of energy that has reached a certain level. If you want to learn, you still have to practice with the sword honestly."

"So that's it." Wang Yu asked, "Then is this trick famous?"

"Uh, the old man who taught me swordsmanship back then didn't say that, my master, I didn't read much, so I gave him a name, Sanjin."

"Three pounds? Three pounds of pig iron?"

Bang!

"Three pounds of sword energy, stupid!" Chen Dachui said angrily: "I was not very talented back then. The old man said that I could not learn advanced swordsmanship, so I could only use the most primitive, stupidest and stupidest method to practice swords."

"This move can bring three pounds of sword energy into your body. When you fight against the enemy, you will be given a sword energy in the sky. Not only will you be invincible in the group attack, but you will fight against others, and take advantage of the price."

Wang Yu still didn't quite understand, "Can sword energy be considered a big deal?"

"It's just a metaphor. If you talk nonsense, I won't teach you."

Wang Yu quickly shut up, "I will learn from me, and I will ask my master for advice."

Chen Dachui breathed out, got up and walked to the backyard, and took out a wooden sword from somewhere.

"I'm sure I'll demonstrate the practice for you."

He walked to an open space with his wooden sword in his hand, "This move is very simple, just chop it down from top to bottom."

As he said that, he raised the wooden sword high, then opened his eyes wide and slashed down hard, and a whistling sounded in the air.

This time, no sword energy came out.

Wang Yu stepped forward to take the wooden sword and said curiously: "This way, can we cultivate the sword energy?"

"How is it possible? The practice is just a practice method, to exercise your body. I will teach you a set of breathing methods later. With this move, you will work with the sword energy that is suitable for your body to exercise. Let's move on to the next step."

As he said that he would talk about all the things he should pay attention to when swinging his sword, especially the accompanying breathing method, which focused on reminding him.

"You must do what I said, otherwise you will waste time at the least, and you will be distracted from the air at the worst, causing your body to become weaker as you practice."

Wang Yu nodded and signaled that he knew.

In fact, until now, he is still very hesitant about whether he should practice. If he doesn’t pay attention to the good standards, he will become more and more balder as he practices.

But looking at Chen Dachui on the side with his eyes bright and staring at him, he probably couldn't escape.

According to the breathing method, when Wang Yu raises his sword and slashes, he must reverse his usual habits. He cannot hold his breath or breathe too hard.

After three consecutive strokes, I couldn’t find the trick, and I felt it was twisted no matter how I swiped it.

"Don't you feel uncomfortable? That's right. You practice hard, I'll go back and take a nap."

Chen Dachui threw down this sentence and ran away, leaving Wang Yu alone outside, swaying his sword and breathing foolishly.

From Shushi to Zhongshi, he kept swinging his sword. After all, he was used to the breathing method taught by Chen Dachui, and at the same time he felt his muscles heat and swell.

However, once his movements deformed or his breathing was chaotic, the feeling was gone.

After practicing until his arms couldn't be lifted up, Wang Yu stopped moving. He went to the backyard to take a shower, washed his master and his clothes, and everything was silent in the town.

The silver moonlight shone, and the courtyard showed a different scenery than usual. Countless stars in the sky were flashing. When he looked up, Wang Yu felt that he was not so uncomfortable all over.

In a daze, he seemed to see a bronze gate. An unknown monster was carved on it, roaring in the sky.

Just a glance, a rebellious aura came to your face.

Suddenly, Wang Yu seemed to see the door moving slightly, and a small hole was exposed in the crack of the door that was originally closed, and endless hot air flowed out from it.

At this moment, he seemed to be in magma, and his body seemed to be melting. He was in great pain, but he could not make any sound.

Fortunately, the pain came inexplicably and went quickly.

When Wang Yu came to his senses, he found himself lying on the ground, covered in cold sweat and muddy, sticky and very uncomfortable.

He touched his head and accidentally pulled off a handful of hair.

“…”

"ah!"

Chen Dachui, who was lying in the room, was startled and ran out quickly.

I saw Wang Yu sitting on the ground, looking at the hair in his hand heartbroken.

"What's wrong? I'm sorrowing in the middle of the night!"

"Master, my hair, my hair is gone!"

Chen Dachui stepped forward and looked at it, reached out and pulled it on his head, and accidentally pulled off a large handful of hair.

Wang Yu: “…”

"Uh, it's just nodding your hair. Although it's not good to turn around at a young age, we are a man of a high position, so what's the small matter?"

He waved his hand and pressed the hair in his hand back, "It's okay, I'll go to bed first."

Wang Yu was distraught. He thought that as long as he did not break through the boundaries, such a thing would not happen. Unexpectedly, he had just started practicing swordsmanship and had a head full of hair and was about to leave him.

He was sad and angry, and rubbed his hands on his head until he rubbed a big bald head out before he stopped.

"My poor hair!"

Wang Yu's eyes were filled with tears, and he picked up the hair that had fallen on the ground one by one. He found a small cloth bag in the room and put it in it, and sat there speechless for a long time.

In Chen Dachui's bedroom, he grabbed his head. The resistance in his hands was so friendly and so happy.
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