With your own fighting style, you can kill a hundred people, and you can kill a thousand people, but the price you pay is absolutely unbearable.

What's more, tens of thousands of enemies?

Also, will there really be such a day?

Looking at the silent Emperor Zhu Wu, Xu Jian continued, "Using strength to crush the opponent is indeed a method, but that is just the most primitive method."

"The meaning of the existence of the knife is to allow users to pay a minimum and almost negligible price to expand their results to the maximum."

"In a way, the blade is the extended arm of the user, which provides the user with everything to become a part of itself."

"The most important thing for an excellent swordsman is to do three things well, accumulate momentum, start momentum and use swords."

Speaking of this, Xu Jian put the long sword into the sheath at his waist. The moment Emperor Zhu Wu looked at him, the long sword had already pressed against his neck.

"Storing up the power requires the user's own perception. In the entire process of accumulating the power, it is actually the process of getting along with the knife. Only by understanding every inch of the sharpness of the knife can you feel the fleeting opportunity."

"The momentum is directed by the three and serves as a bridge. It requires years of practice, and repeating the knife-like posture to the extreme. Only in this way can we grasp the fleeting opportunity."

"When the two are now integrated, the knife will naturally be like breathing, and it will be natural."

"All the words I said above are the basis for becoming a top swordsman."

Xu Jian explained very seriously, and Emperor Wu of Da Zhu also listened very seriously.

While retracting the long sword that was placed on the neck of Da Zhu Wuhuang, dozens of invisible slashes appeared behind Xu Jian, and then passed by Da Zhu Wuhuang's body, carved slight scratches on the green tiles on the roof.

After setting off his posture again, Xu Jian said in a low voice, "Come again."

"Here you come!"

Emperor Dazhu shouted in a deep voice, then tightened the blood soul sword in his hand and launched an attack again.

When they were about to collide, Emperor Wu of Dazhu changed his attack method and changed from flat slashing forward.

Xu Jian still maintained his previous posture. When the tip of the knife was about to stab him, his figure was slightly wrong, causing a sweep across his legs towards Emperor Wu of Da Zhu.

He felt his calf loosening and he lost control and fell to the ground again, but Xu Jian picked him up with one hand.

"Although changing moves during the rushing will make the opponent unable to understand, but if you don't have enough lower limb strength to support you, you will backfire."

After saying that, Emperor Zhu Wu was thrown back to his original place by Xu Jian.

"The swordsman's control of the body is far more important than the moves. When performing straight piercing forward, the strength of the whole body must be gathered in one line to hold the handle and push it quickly."

"The coordination of the body is particularly important. If the attack hits, the blade will pierce the organ and cause a lot of bleeding, causing the opponent to lose its ability to move."

"I can feel that you have a much better control over your strength than your peers, but these are still not enough, come again!"

Emperor Zhu Wu stood up and looked at the calm man in front of him, which was quite a headache.

In these two short confrontations, he was able to easily resolve all kinds of moves, as if the movements of Emperor Da Zhu Wu were playing in slow motion in his opinion.

And his long, thin black sword like a dead object, was as directed as an arm.

The silent escape suddenly spoke, "Remember every word he said, he is now telling you how to use physical strength and firm mind to kill every enemy in front of you when all the external forces that can be relied on are exhausted."

"Use your physical strength and mentality?" Emperor Zhu Wu slowly closed his eyes and held the hilt of the knife with both hands.

The next moment, a red rhyme burst out from the blood soul-long blade body, and then he opened his eyes and his muscles all over his body were tensing.

"drink!"

The pace is no longer loose, and every step seems to leave marks on the tiles, but the body is moving forward quickly.

With the long blade pressing down, Xu Jian did not dismantle the moves, but instead put the long sword across in front of him at the same speed.

The two swords collided heavily, and the invisible wave of air like clouds suddenly exploded between the two swords.

A hint of surprise flashed through Xu Jian's eyes, and then quickly took a step back, dispersing the power suppressed by Emperor Wu of Da Zhu.

The green tiles under her feet quickly shattered like spider webs, and in the blink of an eye, most of the roof radiated.

"Good boy! Not only is it powerful, but it also works well!" Xu Jian said in admiration.

Emperor Zhu scratched his head and smiled.

Strictly abide by Xu Jian's words, it is indeed effective. It gathers the strength of the whole body and releases it by the long sword. It is indeed not as tired as before...

If Xu Jian knew what he was thinking at the moment, he would probably have to shake his head and sigh.

After mastering the first step, Emperor Dazhu Wudi took the challenge as if he knew his own advantages.

But the result was cruel. It was not until Xu Jian slashed the back of the knife hundreds of times that he suddenly realized that the Ye Daolang, who was much higher than the world, could only have such a few simple moves?

And when fighting against the Emperor Da Zhu Wu who had all his strength, Xu Jian could still take the time to instill knowledge in him.

"The chopping action can not only cut off weapons made of lighter materials, but also divide the opponent's body into two. This is the ultimate balance requirement for the body and weapons..."

"When the deadly attack range combines strong attack strength and extremely precise control methods, the physical body of the same realm cannot be stopped..."

Just like a sponge absorbs water, Emperor Wu of Da Zhu remembers the mantras that Professor Xu Jian gave him word by word, and at the same time, he is subtly applying what he has learned.

When the long black blade in the sky was aimed at him, Emperor Dazhu's heart was half cold, and a feeling of powerlessness like a tide surged into his heart.

Then he dared to simply put away his knife and beg for mercy.

Xu Jian's long sword was closed with his sheath, and countless black blades behind him rushed back into his body like a tide.

"I won't beat you anymore, I won't beat you anymore," said Da Zhu Wuhuang, pounding her waist and skewed her hair, "It hurts so much. Today ends here, and I will continue practicing tomorrow."

Xu Jian smiled slightly, "Aren't you afraid of pain?"

"As long as I can make myself stronger, I can endure it even if I feel pain!" Emperor Zhu Wu said firmly.

Xu Jian did not speak, but sat on the dragon ridge of the eaves on his own, "Come on, sit here for a while."

When Emperor Zhu Wu sat down, Xu Jian looked ahead and said, "Why are you so persistent and stronger?"

"Because, I also have people I want to protect, peace," Emperor Dazhu said indifferently, and then he looked passionate, "Don't you think the progress and breakthrough that never gives up is interesting?"

Xu Jian burst into laughter and looked at Emperor Zhu Wu with something extra in his eyes.

"Listen, I'm afraid I can't teach you how to swordsmanship tomorrow," Xu Jian's face was very plain, "I'm leaving here tonight and returning to where I should have been."

"Let's leave tomorrow? But your injuries..." Emperor Zhu Wu looked at Xu Jian anxiously.

"These injuries are not serious for me. The injuries I suffered in the past were several times worse than this time," Xu Jian's face showed a lonely god, "but I am still alive."

Emperor Zhu Wu had seen his terrible scars and knew that Xu Jian was not lying.

At the same time, it was hard for him to imagine what this man had experienced so indifferently about life.

He gritted his teeth secretly, and then Emperor Zhu Wu took out two white jade porcelain bottles the size of a palm from his arms and stuffed them into Xu Jian's arms.

Looking at Xu Jian who was confused, Emperor Zhu Wu said in pain, "This is Lingzhen. As long as you are not dead, you can save him even if you suffer a fatal injury."

"This thing is very precious. Don't use it as oral liquid. Take a few sips if you have something to do. It's best to take a sip in your mouth before a fight and swallow it after being seriously injured."

"And this thing can also cure secret diseases. If you have so many knife injuries on your body, you will definitely get cold legs when you get old, and you will have messy diseases around your waist. Puff a little bit every day, and your body will feel better when you get old."

"And after you go back to your original world, it's best to do what you can and don't do it like yesterday. If you really encounter an accident one day, it will be really cold. Sometimes escaping is also a strategy..."

Listening to the familiar nagging of Emperor Wu of Da Zhu, Xu Jian's face, which seemed to have been stiff for thousands of years, showed a soft smile, and in his eyes, it was a little crystal clear.

After talking for a while, Emperor Zhu Wu realized, "Did I say a little too much..."

"Not much," Xu Jian turned his head and quickly turned back, laughing and said, "I've recorded it all."

Pulling out the thin black sword from the scabbard, Xu Jian lightly knocked the scabbard with his hand, and popped up a stack of extremely thin yellow paper strings connected with thin linens.

"Although I'll leave today, if you want to become a top swordsman, these will still help you." Xu Jian handed the yellow paper to the Great Zhu Wuhuang.

"The things recorded above are all my insights over the years and my own sword techniques. I hope you can use them."

Looking at the yellow paper title page in his hand, the four big words "Ye Dao Simplified Note" written in regular script were written in the four main characters, Emperor Zhu Wu subconsciously swallowed his throat, "This is too expensive..."

Xu Jian stood up, "All things that exist are worthless, and value will only be generated when handed over to those in need."

He solemnly put the knife in his arms, and Emperor Da Zhu bowed and said, "I will never forget the advice of Mr. I have received his master now. Now I will be taught by him. Let me call you Master."

Xu Jian's figure was slightly stunned, and all kinds of emotions surged into his heart.

After a while, Xu Jian laughed loudly, "I didn't expect that Xu Jian, I, was lonely for half my life, and finally had an apprentice who inherited my legacy. God treats me well!"

The dark and dark color began to surge around Xu Jian. He turned around and gently patted Emperor Zhu Wu on the shoulder, "When I handle everything, I will come back to teach you how to practice the knife."

"Yes, Master!" Emperor Zhu Wu bowed solemnly.

Xu Jian's figure finally disappeared from the zenith, and when he was about to leave, he also gave a complete set of sword scores for Da Zhu Wuhuangwu.

The wind roared, and when you look around, the whole of Zhongzhou was silent in the darkness.

Emperor Dazhu was a little sad for no reason.

Some people may be separated and will never meet again for life.

He and him, perhaps the same kind of person, were just too lonely.

Time passes quietly and will not stop because of anything.

Emperor Zhu Wu, who sat on the bed and watched the knife recipe all night, was finally interrupted by the girl who came in to deliver the meal.

Zhongzhou became lively again. The hawkers carrying the pods crossing the street were hawking, mixed with the fragrance of food, which made the huge Zhongzhou feel a bit more fireworks.
To be continued...