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Chapter 17

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In the spacious room, Liu Jing sat cross-legged in the corner of the room, and his whole body had accumulated strength on his right arm. He swung his sword suddenly, and then his strength was quickly withdrawn. He shook his head, and this sword was not ideal.

He had been sitting in the room for two days. For two days, he had been studying the Luofeng technique taught by Zhao Yun.

He has gradually realized the profoundness of this technique. It actually has two functions: one is to gather strength and the other is to use strength.

The so-called gathering of power means that it uses the power of the dantian to transfer the power of the whole body to the arm.

Every part of the body has strength, such as an object that cannot be moved by the arms, but the shoulders can be carried. The force of standing and sitting is different.

Zhao Yun’s secret is a trick to concentrate the strength of the whole body. The most important thing is the power of the dantian, which gathers the power of the dantian on the arms.

It is not difficult to gather strength, it is even very simple. He can do it in one afternoon and can successfully cut off the big branches.

But it is rare to use power, that is, to use power as you wish, for example, it is heavier than Mount Tai, but it can be retracted as lightly as a feather, and then split with force, which can suddenly be increased to seven points in the middle. This is the subtlety of controlling power.

On the battlefield, the two generals fought and outsiders seemed to be fighting lively, but the mystery of the battle between them was only the two generals who fought understood in their hearts.

Liu Jing never believed that martial arts competitions could win by tricks, nor did he believe in the mysterious qigong in martial arts novels, but he believed that real ancient martial arts pay more attention to power and fighting skills, which is a lost technique of using power.

The real fight between the two generals depends on the strength, the speed, and the use and control of the power. Zhao Yun's last sword often hits horizontally, and his moves are ordinary, so that people who make the sword can do it, but his sword himself has no way to hide. Why

And Lu Bu is invincible in the world, is it really just because he will use a set of halberd techniques that others can't do?

Lu Bu's Fangtian Painted Ridge is said to weigh 10 to 20 kilograms and is two feet long. He can not only dance it as powerful as a hammer, but also make it difficult for ordinary generals to resist the power of a halberd, but also make it as delicate as an embroidered needle, and a halberd cut off Wu'anguo's wrist.

He could not understand this martial arts before, but now he has understood that the key lies in the use of power. Lu Bu has a thousand pounds of power, but he can also use a thousand pounds of power to embroider. In this way, how can he not dominate the world?

The same is true for Guan, Zhang and Zhao Yun's martial arts, especially the gun hammer that day when Zhao Yun counterattacked Gao Lan, which used this secret.

Liu Jing was excited. He began to realize the importance of Zhao Yun's martial arts. It can be said that it is the foundation of Zhao Yun's martial arts. If he can master the most profound points, he will not only be able to compete with Zhao Yun, but he can also compete with him for more than a dozen rounds.

However, he also knew in his heart that it would take at least several years to achieve the journey of competing with Zhao Yun.

At this moment, he was full of gratitude for Zhao Yun. He actually taught himself such an important secret, and this affection was heavily pressed in his heart.

.........

Time has been boring but full of harvests in martial arts practice.

This month, Liu Biao and Cai Mao led their troops south to fight with Zhang Jin, the governor of Jiaozhou, while Liu Qi sat in Xiangyang for his father. He went out early and returned late every day, and had no time to take care of Liu Jing.

During this month, Liu Jing did not step out of the courtyard. During the day, he practiced swinging his sword in the room to realize the subtlety of his power.

At night, he slashed in the yard and applied his daytime insights to actual combat. In just one month, he felt as if he had been reborn and had a qualitative leap in martial arts.

Now if he meets those two Cao army soldiers again, he can easily kill them.

Early in the morning, Liu Jing practiced swords in the room as usual. He had been practicing for half an hour, and he saw a little sweat on his forehead. He slashed out with a sudden sword. Suddenly, he felt something, and took back the sword that had been halfway through. Turning his head, he saw Uncle Meng appear at the door at some point.

"Uncle Meng, is there anything wrong?" Liu Jing asked with a smile.

Uncle Meng is taciturn, but takes care of Liu Jing in every detail. Liu Jing also respects him very much and calls him Uncle Meng, and never treats him now. The two have gotten along very well for more than a month.

Human feelings are mutual, and Liu Jing's respect is exchanged for Uncle Meng's gratitude and his sincere love for Liu Jing. Although he also feels that Liu Jing does not understand the past, he never doubts Liu Jing's identity.

In his opinion, his master should be like this, tolerant, open-minded, and treat others with kindness.

Uncle Meng sighed in his heart, this kid has been addicted to martial arts for a month, how could he bear it?

"Mr. The second duke is looking for you at the door and tell me what's wrong."

Liu Cong and Liu Jing were stunned. He came to find him to do something Liu Jing stood up and walked out.

In the yard, Liu Cong looked at a bare old pear tree in front of him with his hands behind his back. He remembered how the branches and leaves were lush, but now it turned into a trunk.

"Why are Brother Cong free today?" Liu Jing walked out of the room with a smile.

Liu Cong turned around and smiled and said, "I heard that you are in martial arts. I have a few good knives. I want to ask you to learn from me. Brother Jing is free."

What Liu Jing longed for the most now is to have a sharp and good knife. Although Uncle Meng got a knife for him, it was just an ordinary long knife and it was not as heavy as his hands.

Liu Cong asked him to take a good knife, which aroused his interest. He readily agreed, "Then I'll disturb Brother Cong."

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The courtyard where Liu Cong lives is very close to Liu Jing's courtyard, and its living and living conditions are much better than that of Liu Jing. Liu Cong's study is paved with wooden floors. In addition to a couch and a case, there are also ledges for precious utensils and two large pots made of precious rosewood on the walls.

There are also bag cabinets for placing clothes and several bamboo cabinets for collecting bamboo slips and books. A pair of bronze white crane phoenix winged lamps that are half-person tall are placed on the left and right of the desk, with all kinds of objects. There are two famous swords inlaid with gold and jade on the wall.

At this time, Liu Cong's attitude towards Liu Jing seemed to be a big turn of 180. He was completely gone without the arrogance and coldness he had a month ago. He became smiling and extremely enthusiastic.

"This is my study, just sit there."

Liu Jing was very calm. He knew that Liu Cong would not change his attitude towards him for no reason, and there must be some reason.

He sat down, looked at the room and smiled, "Brother Cong's study is good, it is spacious and bright, and the decoration is also exquisite. It is not like my brother's place, where the house is barely walled, which makes me envious."

"These are all purchased slowly. After waiting for you to live for a long time, they will be the same as me."

Liu Cong opened the cabinet, took out a knife and placed it on a small table, and smiled and said, "This knife is the collection I have obtained in the past few months. Brother Jing, take a look at how these knifes are."

Liu Jing picked out a long knife with a shark-skin sheath from it. It was a ring knife. The top of the handle was an iron ring. The typical style of this Han knife is straight, and the tip of the knife can be stabbed. It is in the same line as the Tang knife. It weighs about fifteen kilograms and feels very comfortable.

Liu Jing slowly pulled out the knife, and the sunlight shot through the window, and a faint light shone on the blade, and only the cold light was shining, extremely sharp.

"Good knife"

Liu Jing blurted out that he liked swords in his previous life and had a deep understanding of them. This sword was made of iron and refined. The back of the sword is wide and thick, and the blade is strong and sharp. It is a best cavalry sword, a sword on the battlefield, not a decoration.

At this moment, Liu Jing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw four small characters engraved on the hilt of the knife, and was given a lieutenant.

Could it be...Dian Wei's sword, Liu Jing knew that just four years ago, Cao Cao failed to attack Zhang Xiu, and Dian Wei died in Wancheng, Nanyang in that battle.

Nanyang is very close to Xiangyang, and Liu Biao later sent troops to help Zhang Xiu. It was normal for Dian Wei's sword to wander into Xiangyang. More importantly, in his memory, Dian Wei seemed to be the only one Dian Wei, and with the word "Ci", who else could there be except Cao Cao.

Liu Jing gently stroked the knife, feeling very moved. This is Dian Wei's knife.

Liu Cong carefully observed Liu Jing's expression on the side. He saw that Liu Jing liked the sword in his hand very much. He was secretly happy and said without saying a word: "I heard that Brother Jing got my father's Xuanlin sword. Can you borrow it to me?"

The Xuanlin sword was right around Liu Jing's waist. He took the sword and placed it on the table. Liu Cong slowly picked up the sword and his eyes lit up. His father wore this sword for ten years. Once it became a symbol of power in Jingzhou. It was not until his father got the famous sword Chengying that the Xuanlin sword gradually lost its former halo.

But at a banquet two years ago, Cai Mao and his father joked that he was willing to exchange his daughter Shaoyu for this sword. This is actually to use the sword to express his desire to marry the Liu family.

The father smiled and replied that this sword would be a betrothal gift for marrying the daughter of the Cai family in the future. Although it was half joking, it also had a bit of real meaning.

In this way, this sword has a new meaning, which is the marriage sword between the Liu and Cai families. It is precisely because of this that the brothers Liu Qi and Liu Cong yearn for this sword.

But Liu Cong never expected that his father gave Liu Jing the sword, which made Liu Cong both jealous and angry. He didn't even give his own son, but actually gave it to his nephew. Could it be that his father wanted Liu Jing to marry Shaoyu?

Liu Cong's eyes showed an unconcealed look of desire. He sighed in his heart. After all, it was his father who gave Liu Jing, and he didn't dare to force him to take it.

The best way is to get the sword yourself first, and then ask your mother to take the sword to the Cai family to propose marriage. This way, the father can do nothing about making a mature meal.

He put down the sword and his eyes fell on the knife in Liu Jing's hand. Seeing that Liu Jing still couldn't put down the knife, he hypocritically laughed at Liu Jing and said, "If Brother Jing doesn't dislike me, I will give you this knife."

Liu Jing was overjoyed, "Really, then thank you brother Cong."

"You're welcome, you're just a polite relationship." Liu Cong's eyes narrowed into a slit.

The four words "Reciting Reciprocity" hit Liu Jing's heart, and he then understood what Liu Cong meant. It turned out that this knife was not for nothing.

Liu Jing pondered for a moment. If you want to be polite, it would be difficult to deal with. You can say that you have nothing, so why do you have polite and exchange with him?
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