"98,99..." Huaying counted silently in her heart, constantly waving the dead-branched sword in her hand. Feng Xue corrected the most common sword technique she and Hanguang used. Hanguang was a progressive sting, while she was swinging, to be precise, it was more like swinging - swinging a stick.

"Wrong, wrong! Learn Han Guang!"

Feng Xue's voice sounded again, Huaying's expression immediately froze, she turned her head and looked at Feng Xue:

“Where was wrong?”

"I was wrong!" Feng Xue looked at Huaying seriously and said:

"Don't count in your mind when practicing swords. Instead, focus your attention on the sword. You see, Han Guang does a good job. Although she is very slow, her spirit is always very focused. When you count while swinging the sword, you will fall down. If you swing a thousand swords, you will not be as useful as Han Frost stabs ten times."

"You know I'm using a sword, but what you taught me is like a stick, okay! You can't really treat it as a stick just because the sword looks like a branch! This is made with Zhuanxu's sword!" Huaying swayed the sword in her hand in front of Feng Xue with dissatisfaction, as if she wanted him to see clearly that this sword that looked like a dead branch had a sword edge.

"I know, but you should also know, what is the real usage of the Huaying Sword?" Feng Xue didn't know when he had an extra book "The Famous Sword Record". Huaying is not unfamiliar with this book, or in other words, this thing is simply the basic textbook of Baize training institution of the Baize Training Institution of the Huahua Family.

Basically, every Bai Ze can clearly remember the characteristics of each sword inside, and as for his own hunting tools, he will naturally remember them more clearly.

"If there are soldiers in all directions, this sword flies to the point, and it will be defeated. When it is not used, it will be in the box, and it will always be like a dragon and a tiger roaring."

The painting is a flying sword.

"You want to teach me how to control the sword?" Huaying's expression became excited. She still remembered that Feng Xue was valued because he used the technique of controlling the sword.

"I just want to run if I haven't learned to leave?" Feng Xue made a random move, and the Shanhe Sword placed on the table immediately jumped into his hand. Then, Huaying saw him slowly swing the sword toward his side, which was the move he taught him.

but……

I can't tell what it has to do with sword control.

Huaying was not clearly stated, but she clearly said it was "written" on her face.

Feng Xue saw her thoughts, but she didn't say anything about the sword. Instead, she slowly waved the Shanhe Sword again and said slowly:

"The sword technique I teach you is the focus of the flow of consciousness, pricking, and chopping. Because the direction of force is a straight line, it is not difficult to do this, so I did not point it out, but the move I teach you is in an arc, so you should pay more attention to the flow of consciousness."

"So are you making things difficult for me?" Huaying roughly understood the key points in her heart, but she still said that it was not just a little bitch, but she needed to understand the real reason. Only in this way can they not know the reason when they teach the next generation Bai Ze in the future.

Feng Xuequan patiently explained as if she couldn't see her thoughts:

"This is because of the fighting style. Zero Yi and Han Guang are both melee types that are not in line with the rage. Therefore, the tricks taught to them must be simple and direct, and the key is to be able to burst out the combat power as soon as possible. You are a backcourt assist type. Although you can also fight, your casting accuracy is more important than attacking ability. This move can strengthen your control of your own strength. When you can complete the transfer of your will at a normal speed, this training will be small. When you use another spell, you will know the effect of this move."

"Then I will believe you once." Huaying secretly remembered Feng Xue's explanation, harshed her mouth symbolically, and then started practicing again.

Seeing this, Feng Xue threw away Shanhe Sword and leaned against the recliner again. Then he heard a cold voice suddenly coming from his ear:

"I didn't just go up with a disagreement."

"Did you have no sound when you walk?" Feng Xue looked at the cold light that appeared beside her at some time, and knocked on her forehead with some distress. Because of the characteristics of Han Guangsabre itself, Han Guang's anti-reconnaissance ability is almost a passive skill. With Feng Xue's spiritual sense, if you are not careful, you will be approached.

Of course, this is mainly because of her low combat effectiveness, and because her subconscious mind does not regard it as a threat, she relaxes her vigilance.

"It's just a habit, and I'm not reckless at all." Hanguang looked at Feng Xue with a calm expression and said solemnly. That serious look was really cute.

"Yes, you are not reckless. You dare to rush forward if you don't even know what the enemy is..." Feng Xue grinned and teased deliberately.

It is human nature to pull the Liang family into the water and persuade prostitutes to be good. It is naturally a very interesting experience to make the three-no girl show her expression.

However, Hanguang did not show any expression as Feng Xue hoped. He just shook his head and replied seriously:

"That was the most correct choice at that time. The enemy's strength was unknown, Huaying was good at assisting, and Zero-Yiang's combat power was not enough. Your value exceeded that of the combat power itself, so I'm going to test it out as the best choice."

Faced with such a serious attitude, Feng Xue's idea of ​​teasing was instantly extinguished, and she spread her hands helplessly and said:

"I admit defeat, you're right, but I still think you're more suitable for explosive moves."

"I agree with this." Hanguang nodded, walked back to the open space, and began to practice slowly, step, twist his waist, and hand over the sword. Although it was very slow, it was very smooth, and it looked a bit like an elderly person practicing Tai Chi, but Feng Xue could clearly observe the flow of Hanguang's will.

This girl seems to be naturally good at being consistent. She was discussing her own recklessness with Feng Xue just now, but in a blink of an eye, she entered the state again.

Feng Xue admires such a good seedling very much. In his opinion, this state of mind is even more perfect than the innocent heart that is most suitable for practice in the legend.

The innocent heart is simple, but Han Guang clearly knows what he should do.

On the other hand, the thoughts of paintings are very mixed. Although they are not attentive to read, Feng Xue can still feel that her spirit is not pure when she swung her sword. In terms of purity, she is not even as good as the purity.

But this girl has a good talent.

Feng Xue said before was not wrong. This kind of sword-shaking action can indeed improve the skill of using spells, but in fact, he concealed one thing, that is, he had the intention to increase the difficulty.

The talent of painting is so good, and it is not the wisdom in the traditional sense, but the simple talent. Let’s put it this way, ordinary people learn mathematics and rely on constantly practicing questions to accumulate experience to get high scores during the exam; ordinary geniuses learn mathematics by reading basic formulas, and when they encounter questions during the exam, they can solve them with basic knowledge; while the geniuses of painting are learning mathematics, they do not read formulas or practice questions, but they write out the answers themselves during the exam because she thinks it is easier to write this way.

She is a purely emotional talent. Before working hard, her sentiment will give an answer close to the optimal solution, but along the way of practicing, this talent will make her get closer and closer to the abyss.
Chapter completed!