When Chen Lihan heard this, he quickly cheered up. He took the opportunity to wipe the water stains on his face and watched Zui Hongchen's movements attentively.
It's so humid. Are you using an air humidifier?
Pooh!
The way Zui Hongchen taught Chen Lihan was to let him realize it on his own, rather than telling him directly with words!
Combat skills can be taught, but how to use them depends on your own understanding and usage. This is why the same combat skills have different powers in the hands of different people!
Zui Hongchen maintained the same strength as Chen Lihan, drew a semicircle with the toes of his right foot on the ground, squatted down slightly with his whole body, and completed a solid horse stance in an instant.
The left hand gently held the scabbard, and the five fingers of the right hand slowly climbed up the handle. At the same time, the upper body was slightly tilted forward.
The whole process seems to be natural, full of the beauty of power.
"choke!"
A crisp sound sounded, and the long sword was instantly drawn out, and then returned to the scabbard before Chen Lihan could see clearly.
The whole process was flawless, however, Chen Lihan saw a difference in it!
"What did you see?" Zui Hongchen twisted his neck, stood there lazily again, took a sip of wine, and asked Chen Lihan.
Chen Lihan suddenly frowned when he heard this. He saw that Zui Hongchen's movements were slightly different from his usual movements. However, it was this difference that caused Zui Hongchen's sword drawing skills to be much faster than his!
When Zui Hongchen saw this, he didn't bother him and allowed Chen Lihan to meditate.
Chen Lihan kept playing Zui Hongchen's action of drawing the sword in his mind, constantly replaying it and thinking about it.
Suddenly, Chen Lihan had a flash of inspiration, his eyes flashed, and he said: "It's the waist!"
When Zui Hongchen heard this, he immediately smiled.
Chen Lihan's usual personality may be too out-of-the-box, but I have to admit that his understanding is indeed excellent.
After taking a sip of wine, Zui Hongchen said seriously: "Yes, it's the waist! Whether it's drawing a sword or using a sword, the most important thing is the strength of the waist.
However, this does not mean that the strength of the hands is not important. On the contrary, the strength of the waist is the core, but the strength of the hands is the direction.
When the movements of your hands reach a certain level and you understand the strength of your waist, your sword-drawing skills will have a certain qualitative change. "
Hearing this, Chen Lihan nodded in understanding and asked, "Then why don't you start training from the very beginning?"
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What about the coordination between waist and hands? "
Hearing this, Zui Hongchen sneered and cursed: "You're not good at anything, how can you learn the essence of it? If we train together from the beginning, it's nothing more than painting a tiger instead of a dog."
After Chen Lihan heard this, he suddenly realized that, to use a simple analogy, only after you master your balance and body strength as a toddler can you take bigger and faster steps and then start running.
If you don't learn to walk from the beginning, but start running directly, there is only one result.
I can't beat you to death!
Pooh!
"What else can you see?" Zui Hongchen took a sip of wine and asked again.
When Chen Lihan heard this, he was stunned and said, "No more!"
Zui Hongchen was not angry either. He took up his posture again and said, "Look again!"
A flash of light appeared and disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared.
"Did you see anything?" Zui Hongchen asked.
Chen Lihan thought about it carefully, frowned and shook his head.
"Look again!"
"choke!"
"Do you see anything?"
Chen Lihan still shook his head.
"Come again!"
"choke!"
"how?"
Shake his head.
After several times.
"choke!"
"What now?"
"It seems..." Chen Lihan raised his eyebrows, clenched his right hand into a fist, and pressed the third phalanx of his index finger against his lips, hesitantly said.
Zui Hongchen stood up, took a sip of wine, and said, "What does it seem like?"
Chen Lihan exhaled, then licked his lips and said hesitantly: "It seems that the scabbard left the blade, not that the blade was pulled out of the scabbard."
Chen Lihan's words seemed to have no preface and follow-up, but Zui Hongchen's eyes lit up when he heard it, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he said: "That's right! Your idea is not wrong! When will you do what you said, when will you draw the sword? You will practice it to perfection! Practice it yourself!"
After Zui Hongchen finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Only Zui Hongchen himself knew the shock in his heart. He didn't expect Chen Lihan to see through it, but wanted to plant a seed in his heart.
Who knew that he could actually see it directly? !
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Although I am not sure, I do see the essence of it!
This...he is outrageous!
"Tsk, tsk, this understanding is too scary! No, I have to drink some wine to calm down." Zui Hongchen thought to himself.
Chen Lihan frowned and started a new practice. He didn't know how shocked Zui Hongchen was by his performance. He also didn't know how incredible the sword-drawing technique Zui Hongchen taught him!
When Zui Hongchen was at his peak, few people at his level could catch his sword. At that time, the descendants of the major forces were so afraid of Zui Hongchen, especially his sword-drawing skills, that he was called a god. Unpredictable!
Chen Lihan has been practicing sword-drawing skills for so long. I don’t know that sword-drawing skills are also divided into different factions. It can be said that Chen Lihan has just stepped into the sword-drawing skills of Zui Hongchen.
However, this has also benefited Chen Lihan a lot, and he can take the upper hand in almost every battle.
"The scabbard leaves the blade, not the blade pulls out of the scabbard? Damn it, am I crazy! What the hell am I talking about!" Chen Lihan was going crazy. After trying several times, he couldn't figure it out at all. It was even more muddy inside.
While Chen Lihan was struggling, the Eastern Wilderness Competition was also in full swing, and sects of all sizes were working hard to qualify for the qualifying spots.
Ten days later, the competition between the major sects was finally settled, and the top three sects finally stood out!
They are Luoxue Sect, Shanxin Sect, and Zhiren Sect.
The next day after the results come out, there will be the sect qualifying competition, which means that Chen Lihan will briefly end his practice of drawing swords and devote himself to the competition!
Early in the morning, Chen Lihan was sent to the new competition ground by Zui Hongchen.
"Be gentle!" Zui Hongchen's lazy voice came.
Chen Lihan disappeared in a flash and muttered: "Bah!"
During the sect's renovation, this sect competition had already been taken into consideration. A circle of stepped auditoriums was built around all competition venues, divided into five trapezoids, scattered around the competition venues.
At this time, the disciples of the Kuangwu Sect directly occupied one of the seats in the trapezoidal auditorium. In the second row were the Nine True Legends headed by Wu Qinghao and Tang Baoer. Only Chen Lihan was missing.
Later, Zheng Hua and other inner disciples were in the back row. At this time, the members of the Tyrant Squad were waving desperately to Chen Lihan and shouting: "Boss! Here!"
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