dognovel Chapter 675: 1 point, just 1 point
Chapter 675: 1 point, just 1 point
"January!"
Mo Jian looked at Qin Han with excitement.
"Young Master's talent is something I have never seen before in my life."
"During this month, I have personally witnessed you understand the Way of the Sword, enter the Way of the Sword, and then master the Way of the Sword."
"The young master today is like a general on the battlefield. When he wields his sword, he is full of his own unique style. He is calm and composed, and he is always victorious in every battle!"
"If we take one more step, we will have the strength to compete with the gatekeeper."
Qin Han: "You said before that as long as I learned the perfect sword moves without any flaws, once I formed an uninterrupted momentum, I would be invincible in a sword duel."
"It's just that even after all my studies, I still haven't figured out the perfect sword moves."
"Everything I've seen, even the sword moves I've deduced, has flaws. It seems like perfection never exists."
Mo Jian smiled and said, "Sir, what you said is quite true. After all, the human body is so big, and how much area can one hand protect?"
"Besides, even if there is a near-perfect sword move, it can only block the first move, but can it block the second, third, and infinite moves?"
Qin Han: "So, your so-called flawless and perfect sword moves were all lies to me?"
Mo Jian walked into the open space with a smile on his face and his iron sword in hand.
"Young Master, you have made great progress this month. Do you have the confidence to fight me again?"
Qin Han: "I've wanted to do this for a long time."
He grasped the long sword, pointed his toes, and became one with the sword, flying towards Mo Jian.
Dangdang Dangdang!
This time, unlike a month ago,
Qin Han's attack was fierce, his sword moves were as fast as afterimages, one sword after another.
In the blink of an eye, the two men exchanged more than ten moves.
It seems that no one can do anything to anyone.
But soon, Qin Han found something wrong.
For some reason, his sword moves became more and more frustrating the more he fought.
The more you fight, the weaker you become.
It's like a fool being fooled by others.
In his eyes, each of the opponent's sword strikes was not very clever.
Full of flaws.
But every time he drew his sword, the result was completely different from what he expected.
Hit, hit, hit,
Suddenly, the sword in Qin Han's hand loosened suddenly and flew out of his hand.
Looking at Mo Jian, he was still calm and composed.
There was no sign of being in a state of disarray after just one battle.
Mo Jian handed the sword back, "What do you think, sir?"
Qin Han thought about the battle for a while.
But found nothing.
"how did you do it?"
Mo Jian shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I have been on the defensive the whole time."
"This time, let me show you my attack."
Upon hearing this, Qin Han quickly got into position.
As soon as he stood firm, Mo Jian's attack came.
Logically speaking, Qin Han is also a senior swordsman who has seen many sword techniques.
But as soon as they started fighting, the pressure came out instantly.
When the opponent was defending, it wasn't so terrifying.
But as soon as he made a move, the memory of a month ago instantly attacked his brain.
Mo Jian's attack looked effortless and freehand, like a splash-ink landscape painting.
But it was extremely difficult for Qin Han to dodge each sword.
After struggling to hold on and passively taking a few beatings,
The sword in his hand slipped again.
Mo Jian returned the fallen sword with a smile.
Qin Han was speechless.
"what 's wrong?"
Mo Jian: "Sir, there are no flawless sword moves in the world, but there are flawless people."
"If the sword master calls himself a school, then the sword sect is a domain in itself, and he can become the king instantly."
Qin Han: "How to reach the Sword Sect?"
Mo Jian: "The fastest way is definitely actual combat!"
"Only by constantly fighting against powerful opponents of higher levels can we gain more experience and put it to good use."
"Young Master has become a peak swordsman in just one month. I think reaching the level of a sword master won't be too far away."
Qin Han heard this and said doubtfully: "I've recently learned that you are the only one here who can be called a sword sect."
"You don't have a real combat environment."
Mo Jian: "I don't have a real combat environment, so I can only understand it on my own. I took a lot of detours and wasted a lot of time."
"I used to be fond of painting, but I was repeatedly rejected when I visited famous teachers."
"Then, by chance, I entered a cultivation sect and became a sword cultivator."
"While practicing swordsmanship, I was inspired to incorporate Danqing into it."
"It increased little by little, and finally suddenly formed its own sword style."
"This kind of comprehension is not replicable and difficult to teach. You still need to understand it yourself."
"Fortunately, you still have me by your side and can continue to fight with you."
"I believe it won't be long before you can form your own school and become a master."
In the woods,
Qin Han chewed over Mo Jian's words carefully.
In the end, I didn't get any insight.
I can only calm down.
A new round of practice began.
Just this practice.
It's much harder than before.
His sword would fall after almost every few strikes.
For three days in a row,
Qin Han has been in a passive position and was beaten.
It can even be said that it is in ignorance.
The feeling of being an idiot made him restless.
Many times, he thought he had understood the opponent's swordsmanship.
But he was soon taught a lesson by the opponent's seemingly endless sword moves.
Mo Jian's sword moves seemed to have a pattern in them.
But if you look closely, the opponent's sword moves seem to be randomly generated.
at night,
In front of the bonfire,
Qin Han was eating barbecue in a depressed mood.
Mo Jian happily ate the delicious food Qin Han brought out.
He discovered that this young man's background was much higher than he had expected.
The delicacies that are taken out at random can be called the best in the world.
Not to mention, these delicacies actually contain all kinds of wonderful energy.
He could feel that his life span had recently increased by several years.
A man who eats someone's food will be grateful to you.
Mo Jian spared no effort to help Qin Han comprehend.
"Sir, your way of thinking must not fall into clichés."
"Ever since I reached the Sword Sect, I haven't actually calculated every move or form."
"Every move I make is almost done spontaneously."
Qin Han's eyes lit up when he heard this.
"Use random moves. In other words, forget all your moves."
"It is precisely because you don't think that your swordsmanship is like an antelope hanging by a horn, leaving no trace."
"No wonder I can't see the pattern in your sword moves, because you don't have any pattern at all."
"Isn't this the so-called ultimate wisdom of using no tactics to defeat all opponents?"
Qin Han seemed to understand something.
That night, he pulled Mo Jian and started fighting.
Jingle bells,
Less than five seconds,
Qin Han's Qingfeng sword fell to the ground again.
He said depressedly, "If I don't think, then I won't be able to make any moves at all."
Mo Jian said: "If you can practice swordsmanship as easily as breathing, you will surely achieve something."
Qin Han: "You are right, we can give it a try."
Another day passed.
Qin Han: "Not enough. I feel the intensity of the battle is not enough, and the environment is not dangerous enough. It's like once you notice your breathing, the more you want to forget, the harder it is."
"I should change to a more dangerous environment."
Eyes flashing,
He said goodbye to Mo Jian temporarily,
In a mountain forest, I saw a sword maniac sleeping with a wine gourd in his arms.
"Wake up, don't sleep anymore, you can sleep too."
"Help me find some masters, I want to practice."