The Face Changing Warrior

"Swords are different from other weapons. Swords have double fronts. They can stab, cut, and chop... Every swordsman has his own habit of using swords. For example, some warriors are good at using large swords on the battlefield. Swords pay more attention to strength, so there are not so many requirements in terms of skills. However, some samurai are good at using long swords. They may be slightly weaker in strength, but they are more complicated in terms of skills..."

"I know these things, you must have studied them before, you have a good foundation... but I tell you, these are just the most basic theories, and there is still too much distance from more advanced swordsmanship!"

"It's not that the skill of using a big sword is not as good as a long sword, and a long sword is definitely inferior to a big sword in strength. Most martial arts in the world are like this, no matter you use any weapon, or sword, or knife, or other What? After reaching a certain level, you no longer stick to the changes and skills or strength of the weapon itself..."

"The reason I'm talking about is... from the outside to the inside!"

"For example, yesterday, I cut your sword into seven or eight pieces with only two swords...what was that for?"

Mr. Qiu smiled and looked at Roddy.

Roddy thought for a while, his face was already red, but Mr. Qiu couldn't see it through the mask. He tentatively said: "I heard that the master's sword will be fast, will it be you? I shot seven or eight swords continuously in an instant, the speed is too fast, I didn't see it?"

"Hehe..." Mr. Qiu smiled softly, and said softly: "No! The kind you are talking about is just a legend. A samurai, no matter how fast he can shoot, even the most famous ones in the empire say 'And a famous samurai can't shoot a sword several times in an instant, others can't even see it. The speed of the sword that is invisible to the naked eye is impossible. After all, we are human, not god!"

"Speaking of fast, a swordsman, the fastest speed, at best, is only a sword strike, so fast that the opponent has no time to react-when it comes to shooting the sword seven or eight times in an instant, the opponent can only look at it. No, that is a myth rather than a fact."

"I just said, from the outside to the inside!"

"Inside?" Roddy frowned.

"Yes! I mean inner strength when I say inner strength! Or it is a kind of soft power, yin power, dark power!"

"Let’s make an analogy... You’ve seen the river, and the river rushes down, flowing smoothly all the way-we compare our sword power to a river... You, and ordinary swordsmen, are like this... But you think Didn’t, there are still vortices in the river! The direction of the vortices is not straight forward, but spiral! Then the power is different!"

Roddy seemed to realize something, and couldn't help nodding.

Mr. Qiu squatted down and suddenly stretched out his hand, piercing his five fingers into the soil on the ground, then grabbed a handful of soil and squeezed it in his hand.

"Go on!" After saying that, Mr. Qiu's hands were the same, and the mud ball in his hands was thrown towards Roddy.

Roddy caught the mud ball as if reflexively, and then couldn't help but twist it twice.

He lowered his head and pondered for a while, and couldn't help saying: "I seem to understand a little bit. If we want to make a metaphor, then we ordinary swordsmen will act like the mud ball you just threw over. The direction of force is obvious. There are traces to be found, a thorn is a thorn, a chopping is a chopping, and a chopping is a chopping! But after reaching a higher level, the situation is different, such as this..."

Roddy raised his hand and threw the mud ball out of his hand, but this time his finger strength was slightly different. The mud ball was thrown out instead of being thrown in a straight line, but it seemed to be spinning.

A smile appeared on the corner of Mr. Qiu's mouth, and he said softly: "Yes, not bad, you understand it quickly."

Roddy was in a good mood and said loudly: "Then I understand. Yesterday you cut my long sword into seven or eight pieces with two swords. It was not because you made the sword fast—in fact, you also made two swords. , But your power is more ingenious, so I used An Jin to break my sword into seven or eight pieces!"

Roddy pondered for a while: "In other words, it is no longer swordsmanship, but a power technique-this kind of technique, even if it is not used for swordsmanship, it can be used on other weapons, right?"

At the end, Roddy's tone became more and more excited, and his voice became more and more cheerful.

Mr. Qiu nodded, but said solemnly: "These are not high-level things. Generally speaking, once you have practiced a certain level of swordsmanship, you can also comprehend these things. Even if one day you truly comprehend these things, It's just an ordinary swordsman, even if he is better than other swordsmen, he is not really a master..."

Roddy immediately asked: "Then...what is a real master?"

Mr. Qiu didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Which kind of person do you think the samurai or warlock is more powerful?"

Roddy thought for a while and sighed: "Of course it's a warlock!"

"why?"

Roddy curled his lips-Mr. Qiu couldn't see his move. But his voice was very frustrated: "Isn't this obvious? A high-level swordsman can kill a few enemies with a single sword. But a high-level warlock can sweep a piece of it with one spell, and it's amazing. It made the landslide and the ground fierce, lightning and fire..."

"Haha." Mr. Qiu smiled: "Since you think the swordsman will be invincible when he meets the warlock, then why are there still warriors in this world? Just let everyone be a warlock!

Roddy was stunned for a moment-this question was something he had never thought of.

"You look good!" Mr. Qiu put away his smile.

The long sword in his hand suddenly pointed to the sky, his face solemn. At this moment, the whole world in Roddy's eyes seemed to change!

Mr. Qiu is still that Mr. Qiu, but in Roddy's eyes, it is not so at all!

If Mr. Qiu didn't have any aura before, it was like a sharp sword hidden in a scabbard-then at this moment, this sharp sword has been out of its sheath!

Mr. Qiu's whole body is full of a bitter and solemn meaning!

A strange scene appeared in Roddy's eyes-as if Mr. Qiu was the center, everything around him was spinning around Mr. Qiu! Although the yard is still that yard and the trees are still that tree, in Roddy's eyes, the entire space seems to be distorted! Everything seems to be attracted by Mr. Qiu! It seems that there is always a big hand, pulling everything around to Mr. Qiu!

Although this was just a momentary fantasy, Roddy didn't dare to care at all, holding his breath, staring at Mr. Qiu, for fear of missing a glance!

"Kill!" Mr. Qiu snorted softly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly raised, and a sword light slashed straight out like an entity!

With a bang, the sword light actually separated a huge blade of light, and it soared out!

Roddy stared at the dazzling blade of light-even in the daytime, the light was so obvious and clearly visible!

Roddy is certain that if he is hit by that light blade, let alone the long sword in his hand, I am afraid that the whole person, together with everything in this yard, will fall to a crushing end!

Roddy grew his mouth and murmured, "This...this is...what? Is this also swordsmanship?"

Mr. Qiu smiled softly, holding a sword flower with the long sword in his hand, and retracted it into the scabbard gently and skillfully.

Roddy was still sighing: "Where is swordsmanship? This is already magic...no, or magic...but, it's not swordsmanship at all."

"You are wrong!" Mr. Qiu patted Roddy's shoulder lightly, and said with a serious face: "This is indeed swordsmanship! And it is a kind of advanced swordsmanship! Whether you repair swords or swords, martial arts reach a high level, this is The ultimate power!"

"The ultimate power?" Roddy didn't understand.

Mr. Qiu said: "You just said that a magician, or sorcerer, can cause landslides, lightning, and fire, but those are no longer normal powers! A person, no matter how strong the body itself is, it is impossible to reach that. Such a degree! So, whether it is magic or sorcery, a supernatural power is used!"

"Supernatural power?"

"Yes! Our world is actually a world made up of energy! The rise and fall of the stars, the sun's sunset, the ebb and flow of the tide, the changing seasons... All the ways of nature are energy and power! No matter magic or art The law, what is studied, is not just how to use this power."

"What about martial arts?"

"This is the difference between martial arts and magic arts!" Mr. Qiu's tone showed a sense of pride: "Martial arts is not about studying how to use other powers! Martial arts is about cultivating oneself, so that oneself has more powerful strength! We samurai, practice It’s the real power of oneself!"

"Own power?"

"Not bad!" Mr. Qiu said indifferently: "A warlock can also achieve the same level of energy as the sword I just cleaved, but that is not his own power, but he has used his magic skills. A certain kind of energy in nature-but I am different! The sword just now is entirely the power in my own body!"

Roddy's eyes widened and he looked at Mr. Qiu carefully.

His own power-my God, that shocking sword just now, the power of that sword! That contains a sword with super destructive power! Is it all the power in his own body?

Mr. Qiu smiled slightly: "You don't have to be so surprised. The reason why I tell you this is to make you understand-a warrior is not inferior to a warlock! If a warrior cultivates to a high level, then his strength can surpass that of a warlock. !"

"But... this is amazing!" Roddy sighed.

Mr. Qiu shook his head: "It's nothing. You know, the ancient holy sword warriors can split the mountain with one sword and pierce the city wall with one sword! That is the ultimate martial arts system! Compared with them, our current This strength is nothing at all."

"Split the mountain, pierce the city wall..." Roddy's eyes flashed, his eyes full of excitement, and his mouth muttered.

Mr. Qiu looked at the obsessed boy in front of him, smiled slightly, and then said again: "Well, now I ask you a question! What comes from the power of a samurai?"

"Huh?" Roddy was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "Of course it comes from a strong body!" But at this point, Roddy sighed immediately: "But it's not right... My swordsmanship teacher in the academy, Many of them are much stronger than you, but they are definitely not as powerful as you, and they will definitely not be able to cut a sword like you just now."

"Yes, strength does not simply come from muscles."

"Where does that power come from?" Roddy said in confusion.

Although Mr. Qiu didn't really teach him any moves and swordsmanship, these words are undoubtedly the same as naming Roddy a road to the deep martial arts, opening the door to another hall for Roddy! Roddy was fascinated and fascinated!

Mr. Qiu pondered for a moment, and said: "Is this question, but it is not clear in a few words... Um... Well, you and I are destined, although I cannot accept you as a disciple because of an oath back then, but I I can give you a little gift."

After all, Mr. Qiu stretched out a finger and pointed it as a key. When the finger was sharp, it already hit Rody's forehead.

This finger seemed to contain some strange power, and that power seemed to pass through the silver mask on Roddy's face! Roddy only felt a pain in his eyebrows, then he snorted and fell softly.

Mr. Qiu looked at Roddy in front of him and slowly said softly, sighing: "This is to give you a seed of strength! In the future, if you can truly understand the profound martial arts, then I will send you this seed of strength, Let you benefit endlessly!"