Chapter 20 Missing the slightest bit

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"A quarter of an hour……"

Chu Mu pursed his lips and subconsciously recalled the state of "Spiritual Glory" blessing just now.

With sufficient preparation, this experience is undoubtedly much deeper than the previous two experiences.

Under the blessing of "Linghui", his thinking and wisdom seemed to be suddenly raised to a higher level. The simplest example is like reading and literacy for more than half a month. He knew a lot of words, but the meaning of the words was just swallowed up. .

This feeling is like the previous life. Even if he graduated from college and was given a book of songs, even if it was just the Analects of Confucius, he knew every word in it, but after each word was put into a sentence, he must have only a half-understanding of most of them. .

And under the blessing of this "Spiritual Glory", everything taught in the school, whether it was what Chu Mu understood or what Chu Mu was confused about, was quickly integrated and became Chu Mu's own knowledge.

If Chu Mu were to learn this process by himself, Chu Mu estimated that even if he hired a student to tutor him, he would still need to study quietly for several days, and he might not be able to complete it.

But under the blessing of this "spiritual brilliance", it was less than two quarters of an hour.

Such wisdom is truly terrifying.

call……

A gust of cold wind flowed in through the cracks in the window, chilling his face. Chu Mu subconsciously tightened his clothes, and then recovered from the leap of wisdom.

Chu Mu took a long breath and shook his head secretly. The taste was so intoxicating.

Who would want to return to stupidity after experiencing otherworldly wisdom?

After resting for a long time, Chu Mu slowly stood up, picked up the long knife placed on the side of the table, opened the door, and stepped into the wind and snow without hesitation.

After being in this world for more than a month, if reading and literacy is Chu Mu's initial preparation for integrating into this world, then this sword skill is Chu Mu's only confidence to face this strange era.

Although, Chu Mu didn't know if these basic sword skills could give him confidence.

but……

In this strange era, he couldn't find any other confidence.

With a sharp knife in mind and a desire to kill, in this strange...and cruel era, nothing can make people feel more at ease than having the force of their own hands.

"Linghui..."

Chu Mu muttered silently, and an indescribable depth suddenly appeared in his bright eyes.

The blade also bloomed among the snowflakes in the sky.

The long sword weighs several kilograms. With Chu Mu's strength at the moment, every time he uses a move, the inertia of the blade falling will cause it to fall.

Even after half a month of practice, I can barely control it.

But now, with the blessing of "Spiritual Glory", the weight of the long knife seems to be visibly lighter in Chu Mu's hands.

From being unable to control the remaining power, to being like a plaything in the hand, controlling it at will.

To the outside world, this change seemed to last only a short moment, but in Chu Mu's mind, it experienced the blooming of countless thoughts.

All the knowledge about swordsmanship and martial arts in the information age of previous lives, true and false, are gathered together.

In this life in this courtyard, I have worked hard to practice each sword and each style.

The blooming mind peeled off the true and false, bit by bit of experimentation, trial and error, and summary, which ultimately enhanced Chu Mu's understanding of this basic sword technique.

And all of this is extremely clearly reflected on the light screen panel.

Since the blade was swung, the proficiency of the sword skills in the initial learning stage has begun to increase at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What is reflected in reality is his increasingly proficient mastery of this knife.

In the end, as if suddenly enlightened, the boundary in the dark gradually dissipated. The blade, which was still extremely wanton, suddenly stopped, and then... slowly lowered it...

The wind and snow were still there, Chu Mu stood silently, the depth in his eyes had dissipated, but his gaze was fixed on the light screen panel.

[Name: Chu Mu. 】

【Skill:

Basic knife skills (first glimpse into the door) 1/500]

[Spiritual radiance value: 0%]

"Two quarters of an hour, more than half an hour...is that the limit?"

This time the blessing of "Spiritual Glory" was naturally different from before. Before, he was caught off guard and was too intoxicated. But this time, he did it for the purpose of experiment.

It took less than two-quarters of an hour to use "spiritual radiance" to support me in reading and literacy in my room.

Then he took a nap for almost half an hour, and then came out to practice swordsmanship after regaining his energy.

This time, the "spiritual radiance value" was directly exhausted. According to the calculation just now, the time was obviously more than two quarters of an hour.

This time, the body was not directly hollowed out like the first time.

But it seems like I can’t hold on mentally...

My head feels dizzy, and there is a tingling sensation from time to time. As expected, it is probably a reaction to excessive mental exertion.

Chu Mu rubbed his forehead, took a long breath, silently sheathed the long sword, and slowly walked into the room.

With a harsh creaking sound, the door was closed, the flickering candles were extinguished, and the night slowly approached dawn amidst the wind and snow.

In the early morning, the snowflakes in the sky finally stopped, and the Qinghe County town was completely covered with a layer of silver.

The weather is cold, but the flow of people on the street has not decreased much. People at the bottom are trying to make a living and have no right to dislike the weather.

In the room, as usual, Chu Mu got up early. After a night's sleep, he seemed to have regained his energy. Although his head was still a little tingling, it was undoubtedly much better than before going to bed last night.

Looking at the basic sword skills on the light screen panel that had already reached the stage of first glimpse, Chu Mu couldn't help but feel inexplicably excited.

For a moment, his hands were itching and he couldn't help it. He glanced at the heavy snow that had stopped outside the window, grabbed the saber, and walked into the yard.

Just by holding the handle of the knife, Chu Mu instantly noticed something different.

familiar!

Although I have wielded this knife countless times, I have never felt this inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Chu Mu thought about it carefully for a moment, then slowly took out the sword from its sheath and stroked the blade gently. The inexplicable feeling of familiarity became stronger and stronger.

After a moment of silence, Chu Mu swung his sword fiercely, and the next second, the blade suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Chu Mu could see it clearly. With one strike of the knife, under the inertia of his own strength and weight, the blade suddenly stopped, and the shaking was minimal. If Chu Mu hadn't been careful, it would have been difficult to detect.

Chu Mu couldn't hide his surprise. You should know that even though he had been training hard for more than twenty days, his control of strength was always a bit reluctant.

A breakthrough is like being completely reborn, reaching such a point!

Chu Mu looked around the small courtyard, and his eyes quickly focused on the big tree on one side of the courtyard.

Stepping forward quickly, he swung the blade and left a clear mark on the tree trunk. Chu Mu didn't feel the slightest trace of accumulated snowflakes falling, and his eyes were already fixed on the knife mark on the tree trunk.

The blade moved again, hitting the tree trunk with such force that the snowflakes on the leaves scattered again. Chu Mu was still unaware, his eyes fixed on the marks left by the blade.

The difference between the two knife marks is also very slight, and even if you don't look closely, it is difficult to tell that they are two knife marks.

Chu Mu pursed his lips and swung the knife again. The three knife marks converged, and the gap in the tree trunk seemed to widen.

"Missed by the slightest bit..."

Chu Mu patted the snow and frost on his body and murmured to himself...