"My hidden power is a little bit advanced." The other party said bluntly, but did not continue to talk about it. He only said: "Keep practicing. Body movements and postures require long-term practice, and it will take several years to achieve success." When teaching Xi Heng the posture, the other party casually said: "In fact, when learning martial arts, you should practice the posture first and then the moves. However, the purpose of your coming to the Sword Academy is to become a martial artist who has entered the realm of strength. Practicing the posture and body movements first is too time-consuming and not very helpful for entering the realm of strength, so we changed the order." "Will it be more powerful if I practice the posture first?" Xi Heng asked. "Stance is the foundation of martial arts. Only by laying a solid foundation can you have a chance to reach the pinnacle." The other party replied: "For example, those real martial arts families will not rush their offspring to master Qi and blood, but will start practicing postures from an early age, and then guide their offspring to master Qi after their bodies have grown up." Xi Heng said "oh" and asked after a moment: "If I want to become one of the strongest warriors, I need to practice my stance first?" "Oh?"
Hong Miao's natural look that she had maintained for a long time suddenly disappeared. She raised her eyebrows and stared at Xi Heng for a long time. She gradually raised the corners of her mouth, her expression became interesting, and then she chuckled a few times, raised her finger and pointed at Xi Heng and said: "The elders told me before that you are very special. I didn't see how you were unique at the time. Now I understand." She showed some confusion again: "How can you have the confidence to say this?" "Do you need to practice postures?" Xi Heng didn't like the other person's look as if he was looking at a rare animal, so he returned the topic to his own problem. Hong Miao sighed, and seeing that Xi Heng didn't answer, she casually continued: "Generally speaking, it is necessary, but it is not completely necessary, because from time to time there will be a kind of story circulating in the martial arts world, which is probably about a young boy who picked up a peerless magic skill. Although he has no foundation at all and even has low martial arts talent, he can become a top master famous in the martial arts world after practicing the magic skill for a year or two." "That should just be a story, right?" Xi Heng felt that this was like the plot in a martial arts novel. "I used to think so, until I saw those legendary masters with my own eyes." The other party shook his head: "Martial arts requires talent, but what is more powerful than talent is luck." After that, she teased Xi Heng, "Maybe one day you will be able to pick up a magical skill book and ascend to become a master of the realm of transformation in one step." "I hope so." Xi Heng's thoughtful look attracted a few more teasing remarks from the other party. …… Another month later, Xi Heng had trained his body movements to the average level among the apprentices at this stage and could start replacing his wooden sword with a real sword. The rest of the time would be spent honing his moves with a real sword, and trying to sense the Qi and blood in his body during the process. On the first day of changing swords, she practiced from early morning to late evening, with only a few breaks in between, and other than that she practiced her moves non-stop. He almost exhausted all his physical strength and only stopped fighting when dusk fell. Xi Heng let out a sigh. I practiced all day long, but I couldn't feel any so-called qi and blood. At most, you can just feel the blood flow in your body more clearly.
My heartbeat was accelerating to an unknown speed, my clothes were soaked with sweat, and my muscles had almost no strength left - my body was pushed to the limit. But even with such efforts, there was still no progress in dealing with the difficulty of qi and blood. It is really difficult to sense qi and blood, especially for someone like her who is born with insufficient qi and blood. Another genius of her generation, named Lin Ying, has been able to sense the qi and blood during this period of time, but has not yet been able to truly master it. Xi Heng has always been targeting this person, but no matter how hard he tries, the gap is getting bigger and bigger. The senior sister is also optimistic that Lin Ying will be able to master the qi and blood and become a powerful warrior within three months of admission. But the evaluation of Xi Heng is - still far from enough. "Maybe, it won't happen in this life." Xi Heng couldn't help feeling disappointed when he heard this. However, the loss soon passed. Xi Heng never had the thought of giving up, nor did he relax his daily practice because of the loss. Perhaps because of such persistence, the eldest sister cared more and more about Xiheng, and would often come to take a closer look at him in her free time. Seven days later, seeing Xi Heng still using all his energy to practice swordplay as usual, she watched for a long time and finally said: "Perhaps you can do it." "Of course." Xi Heng never doubted it. "I really don't know where you get such persistence and confidence from." The eldest sister shook her head and walked to the other side to guide and check others' practice. Xi Heng looked at the other person's back for a while, and then continued to practice his moves. Others certainly wouldn't understand. The reason why she could persist for so long was that every time she wanted to relax and relieve herself, she would involuntarily recall how weak and powerless she was when her life was about to end in her previous life. When the symptoms persist for a long time and become more severe, people will feel a sense of powerlessness and restraint. It was as if the gradually decaying body had become a cage that imprisoned the true self. At that time, nothing could be done, and even thinking was difficult to continue. Xi Heng didn't want to experience that kind of weakness again. He didn't want to faint after saying a few more words or doing a few more movements. He didn't want to be unable to control himself until he died. Compared to the extreme weakness she felt when she was critically ill, the fatigue and soreness from sword practice now did not disgust her. The real feelings of tiredness and pain actually gave her a sense of liberation and happiness. Not only that, you can reload the save file after Xi Heng's death, and you won't be pessimistic and hopeless because of the possible inability to enter the game. Because even if it doesn't work out in this life, there will still be a chance in the next life. You can accumulate experience in every life, and achieving your goal is just a matter of time. This is only the first life, there is no reason to give up. "There are only four days left before the third month of admission..." Xi Heng already understood that it would be difficult for him to get into the state of strength in such a short period of time. He planned to spend another twenty taels of silver in four days to stay in the hospital to practice. "It would cost twenty taels of silver to stay in the Sword Academy to practice martial arts every three months, plus three taels of silver per month for the Dabu Dan..." Xi Heng calculated silently: "The silver I get from selling the jade token can allow me to stay in the Sword Academy for nine months."
"With nine full months, I should be able to get into shape." "Hopefully." After making the calculations, Xi Heng turned back to continue practicing sword skills. Before she could perform two moves, a shout from not far away interrupted her thoughts. Some people are getting into it. …… Chapter 8: Jade attracts the crowd Hongxian Sword Academy, in the sword training ground. More than thirty or forty Red Line Sword apprentices gathered in a corner of the Sword Academy, forming a semicircle. In the circle formed by the crowd, there was a woman with loose black hair who was constantly waving a sword and practicing various techniques. Although her moves were difficult to compare with those of her senior sisters who had already entered the realm of strength, there was clearly a fierce momentum in her sword movements that was far stronger than that of the other apprentices. When the sword is slashed, the wind whistles; when the sword is turned, there is a crashing sound; when the sword falls, the sword wind can shake the dust on the ground apart. The various sword moves were extremely smooth, and the wandering footsteps and body movements were also displayed. The green sword shook as fast as lightning, hissing and breaking through the wind. Sometimes it moved around like a dragon, and sometimes it spit out a lightning-fast stab like a white snake, shining with silver light. When she reached the last move of the sword technique, the woman with wild black hair suddenly took a step to the side. As her footsteps moved, the sword light shot up diagonally as far as it could. Then, her graceful figure stopped where she was, breathing softly. At the same time, a faint red color emanated from her body, floating and extending towards the sword blade like smoke. The girl gasped a few times, then suddenly took a deep breath, clenched her teeth, and tensed her muscles. The red breath that was about to dissipate gradually tightened at the same time. Finally, the red color stuck to the sword in her hand, drawing a straight red line on the blade. Snap, snap, The senior sister who was watching from the side smiled and clapped her hands: "I have been in the hospital for eighty-seven days and have mastered the Qi and blood. Not bad." When Lin Ying, who was surrounded by the crowd, heard this, her tense body gradually relaxed, and the red line on the sword also silently dissipated. She let out a long sigh, reached out and touched her abdomen, and felt a little more strength. Coming back to her senses, Lin Ying turned around and looked at the people around her who were looking at her. Some were jealous and unwilling, some were sighing quietly, and only a few were congratulating her. Lin Ying looked at Xi Heng who was clapping behind the senior sister, silently turned the sword back and bowed to the few people.
…… The sun sets in the house. Xi Heng sat on the bed, looked at the sword in his hand, and let out another light sigh. "Talent..." Why doesn't this body have any talent? It would be great if I were the kind of genius who could get into martial arts after just one or two months of practice when I first came to a martial arts gym. Unfortunately, the genius is someone else. Xi Heng recalled the scene when Lin Ying was manipulating qi and blood this afternoon, and remembered the red threads that looked like sweat that appeared on the other party's body surface at that time. "That should be Qi and blood...but how can one find Qi and blood in the body?" she asked herself, but naturally could not get any answer. "Let's find a chance to ask Lin Ying later... No, she hasn't said much, so she probably won't be able to say anything. It's better to continue asking Senior Sister." As the girl was talking to herself, there was a sound of gentle footsteps approaching from the door. And stopped in front of the wooden door of her room. Xi Heng looked up and at the same time, there was a knock on the wooden door. bang bang, "What's the matter?" It was the first time in such a long time that someone knocked on her door so late at night. Usually we share what we have learned during the day and chat together in the hall outside after dinner. "I really can't sleep." Yan Hongji's voice came from outside the door: "I have something to discuss with you." "Oh." Xi Heng could probably guess what was going to be said. This afternoon, when Lin Ying was mastering her qi and blood, Xi Heng also glanced at Yan Hongji who was watching on the side. Like most other apprentices, Yan Hongji would sigh quietly and feel powerless and confused when he saw his colleagues being promoted. "Please come in, the door is not locked." Xi Heng said. After a moment, the door opened with a creaking sound. The beauty who came in had red eyes and looked a little haggard. I have to say that she has a slender and graceful figure and a delicate face. With a little dressing up, she would be one of the stunning beauties of this era. When the other party came in, he sighed softly, looked up at Xi Heng, pursed his lips and said: "After three days, do you still want to pay the money and stay in the courtyard to practice swordsmanship?" The other party's words were quite straightforward. "Yeah." Xi Heng also nodded directly.
"Do you still think you have a chance to get in?" she asked. "Maybe not, but what if?" Xi Heng said. “What if…” Yan Hongji shook her head: “You are a sickly person like me, with insufficient Qi and blood. Others can now vaguely feel a sense of Qi in their bodies, which helps them to persevere. Have you ever felt it?” "No." Xi Heng told the truth. "In this case, what's the point of practicing swordsmanship?" Yan Hongji was lost, and her figure was a little shaky when she stood. "It's obviously impossible, why do you still insist on it?"