Talk about one thousand, talk about ten thousand, Jianghu is about fists.
Feng Linyi proposed to teach Tang Ci how to sword, just to see his talent.
Tang Ci touched the five cents hidden in his underwear again, and finally made up his mind and nodded.
He didn't even have the money to go home. If he couldn't join the Tianxia Wuzong, he would probably starve to death.
This is a very real problem.
Following Feng Linye, the two wandered around and arrived at a relatively quiet courtyard on the outskirts of Tianxia City.
The yard is overgrown with grass, and there is only one path that is barely passable.
On the other hand, the three tile-roofed houses at the back are in fairly good order.
Of course Feng Linwen doesn't live here on weekdays, but his identity as a fortune teller requires a complete and appropriate 'origin'. This small courtyard is regarded as an add-on to his identity.
He took out an iron sword from the house, then pulled out the long sword and stood on the path.
"A sword is a gentleman's weapon." Feng Linhui swiped his long sword, and the sharp blade cut the surrounding grass blades.
"It's not as fierce as a sword, not as steady as a stick or an axe, and not as powerful as a spear or halberd, but it follows the golden mean. Only one stab can best demonstrate the danger of a sword."
After saying that, Feng Linwen stabbed out his sword straight.
This sword accurately mastered the three-character key of being fast and accurate.
Before the sword's edge, a petal was instantly pierced, but the entire flower on the stem was not damaged.
"Stab is an inescapable key in all sword techniques. Once you practice this move, you can master half of the world's sword techniques without a teacher. Some people even only practice this stab in their lives, and they can practice it faster than all other sword techniques." People can become the first-class masters in the world." Feng Linwen deliberately said some misleading chicken soup, trying to test Tang Ci.
Tang Ci took the sword handed over by Feng Linyi, and his hand sank, as if he didn't catch it completely, and his arms were a little loose.
"The foundation... is equal to zero, and the natural muscles and bones are not good, but... it doesn't matter!" Feng Linwen didn't care about this.
He wanted to see if Tang Ci could master this thrust in an instant and get some good results.
Crookedly, a sword thrust out.
Naturally... there is no achievement. It can be seen that Tang Ci's thorn was originally aimed at a grass stem, but it deviated crookedly from the original direction. It was several inches away from the grass stem. .
With a slight smile, Feng Linwen let Tang Ci continue to practice on the spot. He returned to the hut, dragged out a deck chair, and lay down on it like mud.
Time passed quietly.
When Feng Linwen stood up to read again at sunset, Tang Ci did not bring him any surprises.
That ordinary stab didn't make much progress at all, and it couldn't be said to have any speed or accuracy. The distance between it and the ruthless one was even more than a hundred and eighty thousand miles away.
"I remember that my avatar taught Su Xiu before. Su Xiu was obviously ill for a long time, but his muscles and bones were just a little stronger. A set of Chasing the Wind and Luo Yue Sword Technique. After watching it once, he could perform it completely. It only took three days to see it. He is quite accomplished in his swordsmanship. In less than half a month, he is already on par with those swordsmen who have practiced this swordsmanship for more than ten years. In comparison...is this Tang Ci's talent a bit too scummy?" Feng Linwen raised his eyebrows, and for a moment he even doubted whether he had seen the wrong person.
However, this suspicion was quickly denied by Feng Linyi himself.
When he no longer looked with his naked eyes, but used his spiritual sense to perceive, he could feel Tang Ci's terrifying... progress that even he himself didn't know about.
"This...fuck!" Feng Linwen was really shocked.
Tang Ci's stab was still skewed. If he fought with someone, he would be stabbed to death in an instant.
But Feng Linyi understood what he was doing.
He did not copy and learn from Feng Linyi's stab. He was adjusting, interpreting and... summarizing and making progress.
Feng Linyi's stabbing, no matter the body shape, angle, or the posture of the shot, all belonged to Feng Linyi.
Of course Tang Ci can be learned, and after copying it, one can make rapid progress.
But he seemed to be driven by instinct not to do so.
Just like an ordinary kindergarten child, the teacher tells him that one plus one equals two. If the child pays a little attention, he will remember this conclusion. Then based on this, quickly master the basic mathematical addition and subtraction algorithms.
As for Tang Ci... he not only memorized the conclusion, he also wanted to analyze and ask for proof.
He wanted to prove why one plus one equals two. This is very abnormal. The key is that... he is not standing still, but is really effective and making progress, although it is slow.
Tang Ci's skewed sword kept stabbing one after another. The mediocre people naturally frowned when they saw it, thinking that this person was stupid and uncultivated.
But Feng Linyi understood that he was using different angles and methods to demonstrate the best angle for thrusting the sword and the most suitable way for him to thrust the sword.
"A horse that can run a thousand miles can eat as much millet or a stone in one meal. Those who eat a horse don't know that it can run a thousand miles and eat. Even though this horse has the ability to run a thousand miles, it is not full of food, lacks strength, its talent and beauty are not visible, and it desires If you can't wait for an ordinary horse, how can you expect it to be able to travel a thousand miles?" Feng Linwen couldn't help but say what the horse said.
It means that a horse that travels thousands of miles a day can sometimes eat a stone of food in one meal.
However, people who feed horses do not know how to feed them more feed according to their appetite.
Even if such a horse has the ability to run thousands of miles a day, due to lack of food and strength, its talents and good qualities cannot be expressed. Instead, it cannot run like an ordinary horse.
There is no doubt that Tang Ci is such a thousand-mile horse.
He didn't have the ability of Su Xiu, who could learn a profound swordsmanship in one go and practice it to an extremely sophisticated level in a few days.
I'm afraid, just a simple thrust will be enough for Tang Ci to practice for a long time.
But it’s different...the foundation is different!
Su Xiuna is standing on the shoulders of giants. All his excellence comes from the accumulation of excellence of those powerful martial artists who were created in the first place. He just put the legacy left by his predecessors into good use.
As for Tang Ci... he has been walking alone on the road from the beginning.
Although he learned from the paths of others, he was looking for his own path from the beginning.
Looking at Tang Ci's constant attempts, Feng Linwen suddenly had some insights.
"I am sitting on the resources of the Galaxy Era, I have a golden finger that ignores the First Ring, and there are so many powerful methods for me to choose from. But am I not another Soviet cultivator? Maybe the purpose of the First Ring is not just for Let the galactic human race not rest on its laurels, but make continuous progress. It is also to find the kind of true genius who can learn from thousands of ways, but can also create one from the beginning."
"Perhaps, compared to the countless mediocre people who are trapped and unable to make progress because of unclear, polluted, and messy roads, for the entire galaxy civilization, as long as a true genius can be born who can open a new path on his own and stand alone, it will be worthwhile. ." Feng Linwen was shocked in his heart, but he did not deny himself.
If people are so easily infected and guided by the behavior of others, they will only gradually lose themselves and eventually fall into endless hesitation.
Everyone has their own direction and path that suits them. If they don’t reach the end, what’s right or wrong?
