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13. Knife Instruction

After saying that the sword was opened, Miaoyuan was finally not so restricted. Although these swords were not her opponents, they were all concerned about her and she was not ungrateful. If the swords were opened, don’t blame her if they still did.

Because I knew that Miao Yuan was actually practicing sword skills, in addition to the Gexian and Guangzhong who were also worried about, other swords were easy to accept Miao Yuan's settings that Miao Yuan did not need to be careful. The new Yamato Shou An Ding directly invited Miao Yuan to handhe.

Miaoyuan naturally agreed: "Okay."

"I'll come too." Izumi Yuki was also interested in joining.

Everyone came to Shuhe Room. This was a very spacious room. There was a knife holder in the corner of the room. There were some wooden knives on it. Miaoyuan had never used a wooden knives before. Since the first time she got a short knife at the age of 7, she had used real knives.

Picking up a wooden knife, it was different from her natal magic weapon Wuguang. Wuguang was a straight horizontal knife, and these knives were basically bending, "What does the lord's knife look like? Can we take a look?"

"Not yet. I don't know if my knife will become a human like you. It's not that it's bad to become a human, but I haven't figured out your current state yet." Miao Yuan shook her head. Since she checked the physical condition of the swords, she made up her mind not to take out the dull light if she didn't understand clearly.

"What state?" Yamato Morika, Izumizu, were both later, and they didn't know that there was something wrong with the sword man's physical problems, so they were a little confused.

"This, you can ask Gexian and the others at that time. I remember that it was a very low-key photo taken at that time." Seeing them like this, Miaoyuan was too lazy to say it again, and directly asked them to find the people who had heard about it before.

"Okay." Liangbing nodded and asked without chasing.

"Come on." Miaoyuan picked up a wooden knife and tied a knife flower. Well, I learned from her senior brother. He practiced swordsmanship and liked some fancy moves. Although it seems that they are pretty, they are actually very powerful.

However, this knife is too light. Although it is made by the artistic conception of the swords and swords according to the weight of their body knife, the weight of the half-ton of the natal knife is not fake. Miaoyuan is born with divine power and can easily lift objects of more than 100 kilograms at the age of 7. Now it has several tons of arm strength. Such a wooden knife is naturally too light.

"I'll do it first." An Ding first picked up a wooden knife and stood opposite Miaoyuan. The two of them held the knife in different positions. An Ding held the knife with both hands, held the knife with his hands, tilted the blade slightly to the right, moved the weight down, and separated his feet, and was ready to attack.

On the contrary, Miao Yuan held the knife in one hand, pointed the tip of the knife to the ground, and stood slightly apart with his feet. His waist was as sharp as a knife that had been unsheathed. Because she wanted to fight, she changed into a suit for combat.

The black and red red shore pattern are straight and have slits on both sides. The lower body is wearing white trousers and black boots. The long black hair is tied with a high ponytail, which is fixed with a crown, making it look heroic and cool.

Such Miaoyuan looked very stressful, and fine sweat beads began to secrete on An Ding's head. In the end, he took the lead. Although An Ding was very elegant, he was a very crazy person in his bones. His attack was rapid.

But there are still flaws everywhere in Miaoyuan's eyes. Although they are sword incarnations and naturally know how to use their own body, their foundation is too poor. It's like a person who has no foundation can't keep up with the body even if he inherits all the memories of martial arts masters.

For example, they are all chefs, and the difference between novices and chefs is very big. They all know how to cut. The dishes cut from the former are not only not neat, but also slow, while the latter is not only evenly cut out in size, but also very fast. This is the difference between An Ding and Miao Yuan.

Therefore, Miao Yuan had never moved a few books in the battle against An Ding. He had just deflected a few times and blocked the block to avoid all his attacks, and he had not even moved his other hand.

"Ji Jun is really amazing." The short swordsmen who ran to watch were a little stunned. They had also been with An Ding, but they could not do this at all.

When An Ding stopped panting, Miaoyin didn't even have any messy hair. Then Miaoyuan began to remind An Ding, what was wrong with him and how should he improve it?

"Jun Ji, I'll come too." He Quanshou couldn't sit still, picked up the wooden knife and was about to come.

Miaoyuan didn't refuse either. Yamato Shou sat next to the short swords and started watching, then he personally verified how he was completely abused. Compared with Izumi Shou, he had some advantages in height, but he still failed to move Miaoyuan half a step.

"So amazing." Wuhu retreated and spoke.

"Yes, I want to ask my master for advice, too." Jin Jian was also a little eager to try.

After He Quan defended, Jin Jian immediately said that he wanted it, but Miao Yuan did not refuse. After that, several short swords were compared with Miao Yuan in a row. Even the timid and shy Wuhu retreated on weekdays. Short swords are more flexible than other sword types, but the so-called one inch shorter and one inch shorter, and other doors cannot avoid this, which also leads to their flaws being more obvious than others.

After one-to-one duel, Miaoyuan pointed out their shortcomings and ways to correct them, but she felt that it was necessary to add some basic exercises to them. I heard that hand-to-hand can also increase their survival and reconnaissance.

Miaoyuan was actually very curious about these so-called attributes. How did they judge these? So, she checked them first, and then asked them to start practicing the basics. Oh, she added a double gravity formation in her hands and room, and asked them to practice swinging a knife a thousand times. That is the basic skills that must be practiced by sword cultivation and sword cultivation.

Back then, she had to swing her sword ten thousand times every day, but with the blessing of the gravity formation, she could not bear even physical cultivation. Later, she gradually got used to it and could even hold on to the greater gravity.

So when the blades gathered in Daguangjian at night, the others noticed that the hands of these people were shaking so hard that they could hardly grasp the chopsticks, and they couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you?"

"We were guided by Ji Jun today. She asked us to contact us to swing the knife and installed some gravity formation in the hand and room. Now our hands are sore." He Quanshou clamped a piece of meat with his hands, but he couldn't hold it in, and he explained that he was crying without tears.

"Yes." Others, such as Andyama Jinjian, nodded.

"Is it okay?" Yaoyan looked at his brothers with concern, Maeda Hirano and Wuhu Retreat.

"It's okay, your arms are sore." Wuhutui looked at his uncontrollable hands and finally put down his chopsticks.

"Kansan, I'll feed you." Horikawa Kunihiro sat beside Kazumizumaki, and couldn't help but say that when he said this.
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