Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 29: Sword training

　　 Sui Hezhi accompanied the smiling face and said awkwardly: "Brother Ou, I just lost my mind for a while, so...hey, I'm sorry anyway."

　　 Ouyang Ming nodded slowly and said: "Brother Sui, are you satisfied with this knife?"

　　 Sui Hezhi's face suddenly showed mixed surprises, and he trembled: "Oh, brother, are you really sure, are you going to give this knife to me?"

　　 Ouyang Ming said without hesitation: "If it's not for you, what shall I do with it?"

　　 "Yes, but..." Sui Hezhi hesitated, and said: "This is an attribute saber, let alone a soldier like me, even if it is a general fire chief, it is impossible to have attribute equipment. !"

　　 In the barracks, ten people make one fire, and one hundred people make one team. The fire chief is the length of ten people, and he is the most basic-level military officer.

　　 Ouyang Ming smiled slightly and said: "Brother Sui, you belong to the General Chen's Guards, how can you compare with ordinary Xiaohuo?"

　　 Sui Hezhi immediately opened his mouth and said: "Brother Ou is really a sensible person, haha, in the barracks, except for the general's guards, I really didn't see him."

　　 Although there are many exaggerations in this sentence, from another aspect, it can also prove how arrogant and domineering Chen Yifan's guard team is.

　　 Ouyang Ming smiled and said: "Brother Sui, I also have one thing I want to ask you for help."

　　Sui Hezhi's eyes lit up, he patted his chest quickly, and said, "Brother Ou has something to do, please tell me, as long as I can do it, Lao Sui will never frown."

　　 Ouyang Ming laughed and said: "Brother Sui is too worried, I just want to follow you to practice martial arts..." He paused, and said every word: "Practice in actual combat."

　　 Sui Hezhi was startled, and said in amazement: "Brother Ou, don't you have the general's personal guidance on your martial arts." He sternly said: "Do you feel tired of squatting?"

　　 Ouyang Ming shook his head slightly, and said: "Why is it annoying to squat, I just want to learn something practical as soon as possible."

　　 Sui He Zhichang sighed and said, "Hey, brother Ou, what do you want me to say?" He thought about it seriously, and said: "The most important thing for us martial artists is actually not all kinds of Fancy, it's the rank level, yes, it's the rank level." He squatted down and suddenly punched out.

　　 The power of this punch is so amazing. The wind of the punch blows past Ouyang Ming's side, causing his bare skin to ache.

　　Sui Hezhi said in a deep voice: "Brother Ou, you understand. If you have my grade, what else can you resist as long as you punch it out?"

　　 Ouyang Ming was dumbfounded, only feeling cold. Yes, this punch is so powerful, how can he resist it? If it were to fight recklessly, it might be possible to be killed alive.

　　 Sui Hezhi continued: "The general doesn’t teach you skills, he just makes you squat, just doesn’t want you to be distracted. As long as you concentrate on cultivating the dantian light, what else can you learn? Will it?"

　　 Ouyang Ming knew that he would never lie and deceive people. If there were no such variables as Zhang Yinfan in this barracks, he could indeed practice step by step, and then learn martial arts after reaching Chen Yifan's expectations.

　　 In fact, the main purpose of an arms forge in practicing martial arts is to make the arms easier to control and make the power of the arms even greater.

　　 So, what they want to cultivate is the light of dantian. As for martial arts, those useless kung fu, arms forgers won't take it to heart.

　　 But, Ouyang Ming is different, because he knows that in a dark corner of the military camp, there are always a pair of viper-like eyes staring at him, so that he dare not slack in the slightest.

　　 "Brother Sui, thank you for your kindness, but I still want to learn a bit of self-defense, teach me!"

　　 Sui Hezhi sighed and said: "Well, since you insist, I will teach you a set of military swords and fists."

　　 Although he disapproved from the bottom of his heart, he took Ouyang Ming's treasured sword and couldn't say anything to refuse.

　　 came to the empty part of his yard, Sui Hezhi held a saber and started to practice.

　　 When he was practicing, he kept talking about the skills of the knife and his experience during the years of practicing the knife. A set of swordsmanship ended soon, and Sui Hezhi rehearsed a set of boxing techniques and footwork. That footwork can actually be used in conjunction with the knife and boxing techniques, which are the simplest and most direct kung fu in the military.

　　 But, because of its simplicity and directness, it is also the most aggressive killing.

　　 When Sui Hezhi shot, whether it was boxing or knife skills, he had a strong killing intent. This effort may not be elegant, but it is what Ouyang Ming needs most at this time.

　　Sui Hezhi finished the exercise and said: "I will only teach you once today. You can write down as much as you can. I will come back in three days to see where you can practice."

　　 Ouyang Ming's expression moved slightly and said: "Thank you, Brother Sui."

　　Sui Hezhi patted the attribute saber on his waist, smiled bitterly and said: "You don't need to thank me, it should be me thanking you."

　　 Ouyang Ming's heart moved slightly, saying: "Brother Sui, if I want to go hunting in the jungle with you..."

　　 Sui Hezhi waved his hand and said, "Don't even think about it! Humph, unless you get the general's approval, no one will take you there." He said earnestly: "You are no longer a helper, but arms. No one can afford this responsibility except the general."

　　 Ouyang Ming's eyes rolled around, and he was no longer reluctant.

　　 After leaving Sui Hezhi away, Ouyang Ming also returned to his yard.

　　 He closed his eyes, and kept reminiscing about what he had seen and what he had heard in his mind. However, he soon discovered that he could not remember what Sui Hezhi said.

　　 Just as he was upset in his heart, thinking about how to make Sui Hezhi practice it again, the purple light hidden in his mind suddenly flashed past.

　　 This light is already very familiar to Ouyang Ming, and it exists like instinct.

　　 So, when it appeared, Ouyang Ming didn't even have the slightest surprise or wavering.

　　The spiritual consciousness naturally splits into two, but the spiritual consciousness that splits out, as if looking down at a high altitude, has undergone a strange change.

　　In the empty eyes of this spiritual consciousness, a figure suddenly appeared somewhere in the courtyard.

　　The figure is Sui Hezhi. At this time, Sui Hezhi is practicing the sword technique and is constantly narrating in his mouth.

　　 Ouyang Ming stared and listened blankly. He watched and experienced it over and over again, and he put all his thoughts into it.

　　 Finally, I don't know how many times he has read it, and finally he has an understanding.

　　 So, the spiritual consciousness that controls the body began to practice swordsmanship, boxing and footwork.

　　 Although Ouyang Ming had already thought about it beforehand, when he was actually practicing, he found that his own body was completely different from what he imagined. With the same slash, Sui Hezhi's sword is extremely fierce, like a tiger descending the mountain, full of aggressive forces. However, the knife made by his own body seemed to be limp and weak.

　　 If there is no comparison between the two, it would be difficult for Ouyang Ming to find the difference.

　　 But at this moment, half of his mental consciousness is like an outsider, and he can also practice the sword techniques of two bodies at the same time. In this case, even the smallest flaw can be seen clearly, let alone the situation where the gap is so large.

　　 Ouyang Ming sighed secretly in his heart, Sui Hezhi's knife seemed simple, but he didn't know how many times he had gone through hard training, wielding, and flesh-and-blood combat.

　　 He wants to learn the essence with a single knife, which is undoubtedly idiotic.

　　 If you want to practice the battlefield swordsmanship like Sui Hezhi, you have to work hard. In this process, there is absolutely no shortcut.

　　 In fact, even if the average arms forge can see the gap, it is absolutely impossible for them to spend painstaking efforts to practice a sword technique that they simply don’t use.

　　 However, Ouyang Ming is full of interest in this. In other words, under the pressure of someone, he was forced to become full of interest.

　　 "Hoo..."

　　 was another cut. This knife was not Sui Hezhi's follow-up knife technique, but was still the first knife he practiced. However, in this knife ~IndoMTL.com~ has a little more something different.

　　 This is Ouyang Ming's modification after comparing and thinking, although he knows that it is impossible to use this knife to match Sui Hezhi in a short time. However, he can move closer to it as much as possible.

　　 One knife, one knife, one knife...

　　 The sun slowly sets westward, and the courtyard is full of the afterglow of the setting sun.

　　 In this afterglow, Ouyang Ming's figure is still vigorous, although his shirt has long been thrown away, his whole body is shirtless, and the sweat is flowing on his body like rain. However, he seemed to be ignorant of all this hard work, and he still practiced bit by bit here.

　　 Finally, the sun is going down, and there is no more sunlight.

　　 Ouyang Ming's figure paused, and he finally woke up from that environment.

　　 With a flick, he sat down on the ground, and sweat quickly flowed to the ground, forming a small puddle.

　　 His body is exhausted to the extreme, it seems that he can fall asleep as long as he closes his eyes. However, he did not stop, his eyes were still full of firmness.

　　 Ouyang Ming reluctantly stood up, the arms flashed in his hand, circled the saber in a circle, then walked to the corner and fiercely inserted the saber into the beast that Sui Hezhi sent today.

　　 After a while, Ouyang Ming's face flushed slightly, and the exhausted body was filled with powerful force that seemed to be endless.

　　 There is a smile on the corners of his mouth, smiling like a baby.

　　 Then, he stared straight ahead, his eyes sharp and firm, as if there was a hint of murderous intent.

　　 "Kill!"

　　 Ouyang Ming let out a loud roar, took a step forward, and slashed with a knife.

　　 This blade, this blade intent, and this aura is as good as Sui Hezhi!