After Jiang Han swung his last sword, he looked at the scabbard and tried it twice before putting the Bibo Sword in. He raised his head and said, "Master Zhongli, how are my skills?"
Zhongli Wuyou: "..."
"Dancing the sword like this is really a waste of time!" Zhongli Wuyou couldn't hold it in for a long time before he said this.
Although Si Jian next to him still had a straight face, his eyebrows were also furrowed. How could stabbing and slashing like a mad dog be called swordsmanship?
Jiang Han said awkwardly: "The boy has just learned some martial arts in the past few days."
Zhongli Wuyou said: "That's not your fault, come on, give me the sword!"
Jiang Han respectfully handed over the Bibo Sword.
Zhongli Wuyou choked and took the sword in his hand, and said: "The most important thing in learning swordsmanship is qualifications. I will dance a sword technique for you to see. If you can remember even half of it, you will have the qualifications to learn swordsmanship."
Jiang Han asked worriedly: "What if you can't remember even half of it?"
"If you can't remember even half of it, it proves that your aptitude is extremely poor. The worse your aptitude, the slower you will learn the sword. A sword technique that an ordinary person can master in three to five days may take more than half a month or even one or two months for those with poor aptitude. If only half of it can be learned, If you can’t remember it, it proves that you may not be suitable for learning swordsmanship at all.”
Zhongli Wuyou held the sword in one hand, flicked the tip of the sword with the curled finger of the other hand, and let out a clear groan, saying: "Let's see how many moves you can remember!"
After that, he said no more, flicked his wrist, and immediately practiced a set of sword skills.
Jiang Han watched intently, calming down and trying to memorize Zhongli Wuyou's sword skills.
But I saw that Zhongli Wuyou was dancing extremely fast for one moment, and very slowly for another moment, like a roc leaping ninety thousand miles away, and like a long dragon straightening into the sea, sometimes opening and closing, with majestic momentum. It has undue power, sometimes it is ingenious and flexible, as fast as lightning, and its changes are subtle.
After the sword dance, Zhongli Wuyou choked and put away the long sword, then handed it to Jiang Han and said, "Show me the sword dance I just performed."
He then said with relief: "The smartest among my disciples can only remember half of this set of swordsmanship after reading it. If you can remember three or five moves, I will teach you this set of swordsmanship."
Jiang Han nodded, took the long sword, took a deep breath, recalled Zhongli Wuyou's posture and movements of the sword dance just now, pulled out the long sword, and started making moves one by one.
After calming down, every move appeared in his mind. Jiang Han imitated every move, making sure that every move was accurate.
Zhongli Wuyou was still smiling when he saw Jiang Han perform three or five moves. When he saw Jiang Han repeating more than ten moves, he had a surprised expression on his face.
When he saw that Jiang Han had copied most of the sword skills, Zhongli Wuyou's smile froze and his eyes were slightly blank.
When he saw Jiang Han completely perform this set of swordsmanship, although the speed was much slower, but there were almost no mistakes in every move, Zhongli Wuyou could no longer hold back and couldn't help but ask: "You learned it before?" Can you pass this Ying Ning sword technique?"
Jiang Han said blankly: "Is this sword technique called Ying Ning sword technique? I have never learned it before."
Zhongli Wuyou thought that the first time he danced with a sword, he danced blindly as a person who didn't know how to swordsmanship. When performing this set of Yingning swordsmanship, although the movements were correct, the transition between sword moves was too sluggish. It was obvious that before Never practiced before.
Zhongli Wuyou's eyes shone with surprise as he said, "You can remember it after just reading it once?"
Jiang Han nodded and said, "I remember almost..."
After thinking for a while, he explained: "My memory is different from ordinary people."
Ever since he traveled through time, he has discovered that his memory is ridiculously strong. If he memorizes it carefully, he can basically achieve a photographic memory.
Regarding this kind of super memory, Jiang Han felt that it should be a sequelae of soul piercing.
Zhongli Wuyou's heart was filled with thoughts. Can he remember it just once? A unique genius? Did you just meet me like this?
Not only is he talented, but his aptitude for learning martial arts is as good as a monster! This person is simply his biggest gain from coming to Yunmeng City!
Fortunately, Gu Qingqiu looked away...
"Not bad!" Zhongli Wuyou quickly came to his senses, nodded slightly and said: "Your qualifications are pretty good, you can learn this set of Yin Ning sword techniques. But you need to practice more diligently, don't be lazy!"
After a pause, he continued: "There are nine styles in this set of swordsmanship, and each style has nine variations. What I practiced just now is the most basic variation. You must become proficient in this variation first, and then I will let you practice it. Si Jian passes on your complete Yin Ning sword technique."
Jiang Han was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you, Lord Zhongli, for passing on the sword!"
He put the Bibo Sword back into its scabbard and returned it to Si Jian.
Si Jian stared at him and praised in a rare way: "What a qualification!"
This person's qualifications are outstanding, no less than any of the teacher's disciples! Not even inferior to myself!
No wonder the teacher originally said that he would be admitted to the Li Ming Division!
Jiang Han sat back in his seat and drank at the same table as Zhongli.
Zhongli Wuyou said with great regret: "You boy, you are both talented in poetry and swordsmanship, but it is a pity that you joined the Ningguo Mansion as a son-in-law. You have such talent, you should marry a well-educated woman." Only the real wife is right.”
Jiang Han said sternly: "Without Ning Guofu, it would be difficult for this boy to be appreciated by Zhongli! What's more, my marriage to the legitimate daughter of Ning Guofu has been announced to the whole city. If he regrets it again, how will Jiang Han be any different from a beast?"
Zhongli Wuyou said with a smile: "So Ningguo Mansion is very kind to you. You are a boy who knows how to repay your kindness, which is very popular with me. If it had been twenty or thirty years earlier, I would have insisted on sworn brotherhood with you and brought you When he is awake, he holds a sword to punish evildoers; when he is drunk, he lies in the wind and moon."
Jiang Han said: "I see that Confucian Zhongli is still as majestic as ever. If I hadn't been engaged, I would have wanted to invite Confucian Zhongli to enjoy the romance."
Zhongli Wuyou stroked his beard and smiled and said: "What you said is wrong, I don't need anyone to invite you. I remember when I was young and passed the Jinshi examination, I was so high-spirited that I spent two years in Jiaofangsi and lived in Kyoto for two years. All the oirans were in love with me... When they came out, not only did they not spend any money, but they were also given a lot of silver."
Jiang Han was shocked. Jiaofangsi was the most high-end romantic place in Dayu. Even businessmen might not be able to play in Jiaofangsi once.
As a result, this great scholar actually lived in Jiaofangsi for two years, not only not spending any money, but also making money!
Your surname is not Zhongli, but Liu, right?
Jiang Han really wanted to kneel down and ask this great Confucian to teach him how to have sex for free.
Zhongli Wuyou shook his head, put away his ungrateful expression, and said seriously: "Forget about those ridiculous things when you were young, Jiang Han, write another poem to cheer me up!"
Jiang Han did not shirk and said, "Please ask the Confucian scholar to make a proposition!"
Zhongli caressed his beard and smiled: "Then let's take sword as the title."
Jiang Han stood up, looked at the sky, pondered for a moment, and then said: "Yes!"
"So fast?" Zhongli Wuyou said in surprise: "Sijian, go get the Four Treasures of the Study!"
Si Jian immediately went back to his room and got pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Zhongli Wuyou took the pen in his hand and said, "Jiang Han, you recite it and I will write it."
Jiang Han did not refuse. He put his hands behind his back and said, "This poem is called "Xia Ke Xing"!"
"Zhao Ke is wearing a tassel, and Wu is covered with frost and snow. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star."
After reciting only four lines of the poem, Zhongli Wuyou's face lit up and he hurriedly wrote it down.
"Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace for a thousand miles. When it's over, brush off your clothes and hide your body and name." Jiang Han read loudly again.
Zhongli Wuyou's eyes shone with surprise, and he said enthusiastically: "Hurry! Hurry! Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace behind in a thousand miles!"
"Three cups of Turanuo will make the five mountains lighter. After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit and energy will rise."
"..."
"Even if the bones of a dead hero are fragrant, I will not be ashamed of the world's heroes. Who can write your Excellency, the White-headed Taixuan Sutra?"
After Jiang Han finished reciting the last sentence, Zhongli Wuyou wrote it with a pen and exclaimed: "What a poem! What a poem!"
"Here comes the sword!"
"I want to perform another sword dance!"
