Absolutely arrogant: The Defying Little Concubine

Chapter 63 [Teaching Swordsmanship] (5)

"How about it"

Refining the spirit into the body, Luo Xu asked hastily.

Although it was only for a moment, his forehead was already sweating, his nose was a little crystal clear, coupled with his big bright eyes and cute dimples, he actually had a faint masculine smell.

Let her stare blankly for a while.

"Is it made poorly?"

Seeing Meng Xiaodie staring at her face all the time, Luo Xu's face turned red again, with a look of shyness.

"You have already glimpsed the path of the sword."

Meng Xiaodie withdrew her gaze, showing no embarrassment at all. She first gave him affirmation, and then changed the subject: "However, there are still many things that are not in place."

Luo Xu cheered up and listened to her talk about the shortcomings in her swordsmanship.

"The way of swordsmanship is to follow one's inclinations, move freely and freely...especially the fast sword, it should not be stagnant in things, it should be natural. Your swordsmanship is too heavy, too rigid and changes in moves, and you haven't let it go completely. open arms..."

Meng Xiaodie stood with her hands behind her back and said these words.

Luo Xu fell into a stupor, thinking about what she said, comparing it with his own swordsmanship, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that what she said made sense, and finally he couldn't control himself.

For a moment, he concentrated his energy and drew out his sword again.

This time, the sword technique is ethereal, if there is nothing, but it has gone to another extreme.

After finally finishing it, he frowned slightly, thinking about the key point.

"Cultivation of swordsmanship is not something that can be achieved overnight. It needs years of practice and comprehension. Don't be too impatient."

Meng Xiaodie said, with a tiptoe, a dead branch fell into her hand, with a flick of her wrist, the dead branch stabbed at Luo Xu, the sword seemed to be slow but fast, and it reached his eyes in an instant.

He clearly saw the trajectory of the dead branch, but he couldn't resist the idea of ​​dodging.

He was terrified, this was the real fast sword, he didn't even have time to turn his mind, the sword was already in front of him, if it was against the enemy, he might have turned into a corpse.

"Swordsmanship should be adjusted according to oneself and the environment. Swordsmanship is dead, but people are alive. You can't let swordsmanship control you, but be the one who wields the sword."

Meng Xiaodie was on the sidelines giving theoretical guidance, while Luo Xu adjusted the experiments over and over again.

"The angle of this sword is too high."

Meng Xiaodie stepped forward, grabbed Luo Xu's hand, moved the sword, and helped him feel the rhythm.

Her chest was pressed against his back, and the two breathed and smelled each other.

"Brother Nongyue's chest muscles are so developed, no wonder they are so powerful. It seems that I have to work hard to cultivate."

Feeling the fullness of the back, Luo Xu was secretly envious.

Suddenly there was a scent of fragrance, Luo Xu secretly laughed, this brother Nongyue actually put on makeup, hehe...

The cold light floated in the air, and the sword was swung out, running along a specific trajectory, which was mysterious and indescribable.

Luo Xu's attention was instantly attracted, he quickly restrained his mind, and tried his best to catch this mysterious feeling.

Letting go of Luo Xu's hand, she took a step back, and he actually felt lost.

Slowly closing his eyes, Luo Xu drew out his sword again, this time with nothing in his heart, and slowly pushed out a sword, the speed of this sword was not fast, much slower than his previous speed.But Meng Xiaodie nodded inwardly, knowing that he has grasped a bit of profundity, as long as he persists in practicing, he will definitely achieve something.

"I succeeded."

Waking up from this state, Luo Xu shouted excitedly.

But when he looked back, he found that Meng Xiaodie had disappeared, leaving only a faint fragrance floating in the wind, the fragrance quickly dissipated, but lingered in his heart for a long time.

(End of this chapter)