Douluo Dalu: I am Qian Renxue’s daughter

Qian Motang waved the swordsmanship moves in his mind, hoping to get new inspiration from them, but his hands did not allow it.

The result of continuous sword practice is that the wrist becomes swollen and painful, and even the entire arm is so sore that as soon as he raises his hand, the entire arm starts to tremble slightly.

"Look, this is what will happen if you continue to practice swordplay!" Feng Xiao sat by the campfire, squinting her eyes and watching Qian Motang turn into a one-armed man who could only use his left hand to cook.

Qian Motang glared at Feng Xiao angrily, "If you keep saying that, I won't cook, and you can eat that guy Hu Yanna's!"

When Feng Xiao heard this, her face suddenly turned ugly. When she thought about being forced to eat the food cooked by Hu Yanna in the past few days, she felt her stomach churn and she felt extremely uncomfortable!

No, the food made by that guy, although it is edible and not poisonous, is extremely unpalatable and the presentation is not good. When I see those meals, I can't help but think of a certain picture in my mind, and I can't bear it. Stop and spit it out!

"No, no, no, don't, Mo Tang, I was wrong, can't you? My stomach can't bear that kind of torture anymore!" Feng Xiao knew that the current affairs man was a hero, and immediately hugged Qian Motang's thigh, begging hard. , even if her stomach is healed, she still can't bear the tea poison in Hu Yanna's food, so please spare her!

Hu Yanna listened to the side and became unhappy. She glared at Feng Xiao with a black face and said angrily: "What do you mean by this guy?!"

If she hadn't been cutting some wild vegetables and pieces of meat in her hand, she would have definitely waved the kitchen knife in her hand and frightened her so hard that she dared to dislike herself!

Qian Motang had no choice but to stand up and act as the peacemaker, "Okay, okay, that's it, Yan Na, the water in the pot has boiled, and you can put the food in."

When Hu Yanna heard this and saw the steaming cauldron, she glanced at Feng Xiao fiercely, gritted her teeth and said angrily: "Next time you dare to dislike me, you will be the one to watch!"

As she spoke, Hu Yanna immediately increased her speed, cut the wild vegetables and meat into small pieces, and then poured them all into the big pot. Qian Motang immediately started stirring the soup with the spoons, stirring evenly, and then covered the pot.

Feng Xiao knew that she had angered Hu Yanna, so she immediately came to Qian Motang's side and massaged her right arm as if to please him.

Qian Motang's right arm has been hanging on the right side of her body. She wanted to lift it up, but the soreness immediately came up. The pain made her burst into tears. Even if she could grit her teeth and continue to practice the sword, her arm also needed to rest, so she could only Apart from practicing swordsmanship, I can't let it do anything.

Qian Motang, who felt much more comfortable after being massaged, glanced at Feng Xiao and nodded with satisfaction, "Xiaoxiao, your massage skills are very good. It seems that you have really improved a lot."

I still remember the first day I practiced sword fighting. Whether it was my right wrist or my entire arm, it was so sore that I kept shaking all night. I gently pressed my fingers on the sore muscles and it hurt all over. All the arms were shaking.

Then Feng Xiao volunteered to massage her, but when he started, her entire arm was almost not destroyed. It turned out that I started in the wrong place, pressed the wrong meridians on my arm, and affected the muscles of the entire arm. The severe pain doubled, and it was naturally very painful!

In the end, she just couldn't stand it any longer. Qian Motang wanted Feng Xiao to stop, but when she saw the other party looking at her delicately and pitifully, her pitiful eyes and cowardly mouse-like eyes immediately made her feel sad. Yu couldn't bear it, so she could only pinch her nose and dictate how to massage it. Wherever she pressed, she had to follow her instructions.

Therefore, under his own training, Feng Xiao's massage skills finally improved a lot. At least he didn't almost lose his right arm with just one move.

Feng Xiao hid beside Qian Motang, her eyes still looking at Hu Yanna who was gnashing her teeth at her, swallowing hard, and immediately hid aside to massage her right arm.

"This guy is so irritating!" Hu Yanna gritted her back molars viciously, it was really awesome!

But what concerned her the most was not Feng Xiao, but Qian Motang's sword skills. She couldn't help but curiously asked, "Qian Motang, are your sword skills almost completed?"

When Qian Motang heard this, he nodded slightly. He was indeed almost finished. After all, he had spent six years in the Dark Valley of the Fire Prairie. At that time, her right hand was disabled, so she had no choice but to use her left hand. She picked up the sword and kept practicing until she could hold the sword steadily, and then she began to create the spirit of the Seraphim. The idea of ​​unique skills, after all, how come those aristocratic sects don’t have one or two unique skills in their hands?

But looking at the past and the present, it seems that the unique skills of the Seraph Martial Spirit have never existed before. Perhaps it's because those who possess the Seraph Martial Spirit are all attack-type soul masters, and they always use their powerful Martial Spirits and soul skills to suppress their opponents. Even if they do it, they always use their absolute soul power level advantage to crush other souls. Master, he was very disdainful of using any unique skills, even using swordsmanship. As long as he could get rid of his opponent, he didn't think about anything else.

This also resulted in the Seraph Martial Spirit having nothing passed down except the angelic armor.

The sword manual of the Seraph Martial Spirit has not been handed down at all, and it can even be said that it never existed!

After arriving at Death Canyon, there was Hu Yanna, as well as the team led by Tangmen Captain, Ximenze and Lina, who had been secretly monitoring and following the three of them.

Let her not dare to easily reveal that besides her right hand, her left hand can also hold a sword. This is her secret backhand and must not be known to anyone!

Therefore, in order to complete the unique skill of the Seraph Martial Spirit, she could only pick up the sword with her right hand and continue to wield the sword. Even though her right wrist could not withstand such high-intensity training, she still gritted her teeth and persisted.

If you want to master swordsmanship, you can't just complete it with one move. You must also let your body keep up with this kind of high-intensity training. You must train your physical foundation well, especially your feet, which must be firmly planted. Secondly, the two arms must be trained to support the movement of the sword, so that the arms become part of the sword!

Finally, there is the wrist. The wrist can be said to be the heart of the sword. Only if it can move freely can the arm and the sword be integrated as a whole. Therefore, for those who practice swordsmanship, wrist and arm strength are most tested. If you want to achieve the unity of man and sword, these conditions are naturally indispensable.

Qian Motang thought back to his past life, and found out that the sword manuals he had seen were countless. If he wanted to master so many sword techniques, it would take a lot of time.

However, during the six years in the Dark Valley of the Fire Prairie, she had already started taking action, and now it was almost completed. She was just short of the last step to become the unique skill of the Seraphim Martial Spirit!

"I heard you say so much, those sword skills that have not yet been coherent are still missing a chance? Mo Tang, are you lying to me?" Feng Xiao said, immediately squinting her eyes and staring at Qian Motang. In the past, it took six years, but it still hasn’t been completed. It’s so slow!

When Qian Motang heard Feng Xiao's disgust, he immediately stretched out his hand and gave her a hard slap on the forehead. How can I say it? Is it so easy to complete a unique set of unique skills of the Seraph Angel?

Thinking about the unique skills passed down by the sects of the aristocratic families, they were not completed overnight, but after several generations of hard work and hard study, they were able to complete a set of unique skills.

How dare you dislike your own unique skill? I'm so impatient!

"Xiaoxiao, I think your skin is really itchy. How dare you dislike my unique trick!" Qian Motang glanced at this guy with a sinister look. After his right arm is healed, he will definitely take care of it. Just give her a meal!

Otherwise, if you dislike this or that, you really think you are so awesome!