Seeing that I really knelt down and became a disciple, I couldn't help but feel a little panicked. No cool guy's posture was shaking, and he helped me up and said embarrassedly: "That, that, I'm just talking, I didn't let you do this. So, get up quickly, get up." I was pulled up by Qi Xin. Looking at Qi Xin's panicky look, the humiliation had dissipated a lot, and a smile appeared on the corner of my mouth hidden under the bandage. He looked embarrassed, and looked like the man who had become "Ying You".

Ah, I shook my head and huh--I was thinking about something. After I woke up, I began to plot against Qixin. Anyway, the master had already worshipped me, so it would be a pity not to make good use of it. I bowed to Qixin very formally and said, "Teacher Jing Tomb, please teach me the sword technique." Qixin Jing Tomb rubbed his nose embarrassedly and said, "Well, if you don't cut it, okay, OK, knife technique, um, let's teach you a simpler first." I have no foundation myself, and I finally have someone to guide me, of course I listen carefully.

Mirror Tomb Qixin: "Well, lend me the Inu Pill first." I obediently handed over the Inu Pill. Qixin took the Inu Pill and inserted the decapitation knife to the ground, walking like a big tree that one person could not hold. Qixin: "Look, this is the easiest way to practice sword skills and the most difficult to master. Its power is no worse than the A-level ninjutsu." Qixin staggered his steps, holding the scabbard with one hand and holding the hilt with the other, and opening it towards me: "Look, drink!" The next second Qixin took a step back and slowly put the knife into the scabbard. My eyes only caught a black shadow in the air. After the black shadow flashed, he heard a subtle friction sound "swish". Almost the big tree that the two of them hugged gradually collapsed in my vision, and the huge trunk fell.

On the ground, there was a loud noise, but I didn't pay attention to the deafening sound, and I was completely immersed in Qixin's sword. My eyes saw the light of the sword first, and the sound only heard in my ears. This shows that his speed of the sword had exceeded the speed of sound, and the speed of sound was as high as 292.5 meters per second, while Jing Tomb Qixin's sword was at least 300 meters per second. I asked blankly: "Pull out, sword drawing technique?" Jing Tomb Qixin returned to his cool state, and turned his tall body sideways, only revealing his back, and said coolly: "Haha, this is sword drawing technique." I frowned my eyebrows without brows. Jing Tomb Qixin couldn't get my response for a long time, so I had to turn around and ask, "How is it? Isn't it?"

I nodded and said, "Let's explain it?" Qi Xin saw that I was so direct, widened his eyes and said, "Oh..." Jing Tomb Qi Xin shook his head and said, "You really defeated me, okay, okay, well, I want to talk about the principle of sword drawing. First of all, the knife and scabbard have a certain arc, and sword drawing is to use the arc and friction when drawing the knife to create a momentary explosive force, and its force and speed are greater than that of swinging the knife out of thin air; and the knife attached to the waist will naturally extend backwards, so it is difficult for the other party to accurately estimate the length of the knife without pulling the knife, so it is impossible to determine whether the other party can pose a threat to him; but he is completely clear whether the other party is in his first move.

Within the scope of the war, we can grasp the situation in advance and put the first move in a favorable position. Well, that's all. Let me talk about the practice of sword drawing. Well, there are two types of sword drawing, so the practice methods are also different. Well, let's practice the first one first. Simply put, in order to increase the explosive power of sword drawing, generally use the run-up method to increase the inertia of the sword, so that it has greater power at the moment of drawing the sword. Oh, if you don't cut, your speed is good. If you have a chakra burst, you should increase a lot of power. The rest is the practice of sword drawing. Well, try to draw the sword in place first." After Mitsun Qixin finished speaking, the Inumama handed me. I took the Inumamama, moved for a while, and prepared to start.

I held the scabbard with my left hand, pinched the hilt with my right hand, and made a pose. I twisted my waist and pulled my sword with all my strength to slash at the stump left of the tree that was cut off by Qixin. The knife drew a graceful arc in the air and cut it on the stump. But for some reason, when the knife was chopped on the tree, my strength had dissipated a lot, and I felt a sense of powerlessness in my hand. Look at the degree to which the stake pills were cut into the stump, which was not as deep as when I was holding the knife. I couldn't help but feel like this. My hand was shocked a little numb. Looking at the stake pills that were cut into the stump, I couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

Qi Xin shook his head and said, "No, the arc of the knife is wrong. Only when you use the knife, the scabbard faces the angle of 30 to 35 degrees will it have the strongest explosive power. When your knife just hit the tree stump, the angle was almost 90 degrees. What strength do you have? Then when you draw the knife, not only will you use the right hand to move, but also draw the scabbard back while drawing the right hand with your left hand. This can increase the speed of drawing the knife. If you have the right hand alone, the speed will be at least half slower. Well, according to me, try again

Try it." I put my knife in the sheath, digested what Qixin said, closed my eyes, looked for the feeling, opened my eyes, and drove the Inu Pill to sweep it out from the scabbard again. The moment before the knife was unsheathed, I also pulled the scabbard back with my left hand. A gorgeous silver sword light appeared in front of my eyes. The knife suddenly cut into the stump. I couldn't help but feel secretly happy. The speed of the knife just now was half faster than I usually did, but when I saw the Inu Pill cut into the tree level, I couldn't help feeling sad, which was not much different from the time I usually cut.

Jing Tomb Qixin patted my shoulder and said, "Is it good? You have strong coordination and the cooperation between the left and right hands is already qualified, but the angle of the knife is still not good. Your left hand should be raised to create a better space for the right hand to produce a better knife space. In addition, if you use the right hand to use the knife, you should also swipe the knife with your wrist, so that you can exert more force. Well, come again." While absorbing Jing Tomb Qixin's teachings, I drew the knife again.

"Angle, angle, little ghost!" Drawing the sword... "Oh, there's only an angle, where is the left hand, little ghost, left hand!" Drawing the sword... "Oh! Damn little ghost, I just asked you to pay attention to your left and right hands, and this time you don't care about the angle." Drawing the sword... "Well, this time is good, come again." Drawing the sword... "Damn, just praised you, are you finished again? Come again!"...... Noon gradually passed, and neither Jing Tomb Qixin and I had dinner. I gradually improved the sword drawing technique under the guidance of Qixin. Although Qixin likes to pretend to be cool, in fact, he is also a little childish in his heart. I am intoxicated by the continuous improvement of sword drawing technique. Jing Tomb Qixin may be intoxicated by the cool feeling of "being a role model", constantly finding out my shortcomings. Time is spent in the continuous drawing of one person and the continuous "word" of another person......

The sun is about to set, and the remaining half of the red sun is still trembling with vague sunlight. Several remaining clouds float around the sun, dyed red, and have a kind of depressing beauty. I breathed in big mouths, squinted my eyes, shook my shoulders, and my arms suddenly exerted force. A moon-white knife light flashed through the slightly black second driving range. A big tree held by one person fell down, and Qi Xin's teaching sound came from his ears: "This time is good,... Guru Guru, um." Qi Xin looked up and looked at it.

God, he stroked his chin without beard and said, "Haha, let's get here today, um, um, let's do it. In order to celebrate your ability to have a teacher like me, I'll treat you to barbecue!" My forehead couldn't help but hang a few black lines. Just as I was about to say I wasn't hungry, I practiced for a while, and my stomach was very hungry and called "guruguru" to me. I put my knife back and hung the dog balls horizontally on my back, pinched my two stiff muscles, and agreed with a "hmm".

Qixin saw my performance and realized that he was very embarrassed. He immediately changed his tone and said coolly: "Come on." He thought it was really that true. But one day, I almost understood his character. Qixin carried the beheading sword obliquely and walked out of the practice field first. I carried the Inu Pill and slowly followed him. In the sunset, the tall and short figures, along with the two big knives that were not taking photos on both of them, were pulled long by the last sun. In the barbecue restaurant, two debilitating men ate very vigorously. Qixin: "School rules, is the kerosene in Nilian Shang? How dare you scold this car? (Little kid, you have nothing on your face, why cover your face?)" I swallowed the barbecue in my mouth little by little, and said, "Habit." Qixin finally swallowed the barbecue and said, "What habit." I didn't answer, continued to eat meat, and liked to pretend to be cool. Xin didn't know how to ask again, so he had to continue stuffing meat into his mouth. After the meal, Qi Xin paid the barbecue pitifully (two hungry ninjas were very good at eating, and they ate more than 20,000 taels in one meal). After breaking up at the barbecue restaurant, I slowly walked back to the Taodi Mansion, washed it, threw myself on the bed, and slowly fell asleep. For some reason, I dreamed of the man named "Jingyou". When he invited me to eat barbecue before, he was very anxious. Except for occasionally hesitating with the barbecue in his mouth, we were all eating on our own. I looked at "Jingyou" staring at me tightly, and for some reason I was a little scared. Jingyou, who was sitting at the barbecue table, suddenly hugged me. I wanted to break free, but I couldn't break free. I looked up at Jingyou, half of my face was rotten, and I almost saw white maggots squirming on the half-decaying face.

"Hu---" I sat up from the bed, looked at the Dogma at the head of my bed, shook my head, and fell asleep in bed again...

As time passes day by day, under the guidance of Qixin, I have improved my sword skills and learned to give the sword drawing technique stronger through running-up. This move is called cassock cutting, which means running in. When the opponent in front raises the knife and wants to cut it down, he pulls it from the lower right to the upper right, and cuts the cassock from the left shoulder, thus giving the opponent a fatal blow. Qixin also gave me a three-way cut with one hand, which means that when I run in, I suffer from attacks on the front and left and right, three-way opponents, first instantly hit the head of the right opponent, and then slash. The face of the opponent on the left was followed by the rapid battlefield killing technique of slashing the opponent opposite. Qixin occasionally invited me to dinner because of my good performance, but with the lessons of barbecue, I either invited me ramen or porridge. For some reason, I felt a sense of peace of mind when I stayed with Qixin. Reason told me that I should restrain this feeling, but when I was with him, there was always a feeling of pain in my brother, which made me immerse myself in it. Today Qixin asked me to train myself, and I didn’t know what to do.

I sat cross-legged under the tree and realized my progress. Haha, my body was almost comparable to the elite Zhongnin, and even some Shangnin who were not good at physical skills were not as good as me (for example, Xiri? Hong). The sword drawing technique was almost the strongest way for me to attack. I often combined my silent assassination technique with sword drawing technique at night. Now I am almost sure that the assassination shadow is quasi-shadow. Of course, the premise is that the fog is not blown away. I slowly refine the chakra in my body. Time gradually fades away with the rotation of the sun. The sun is about to set. I also adjusted my state and walked out of the second driving range. When I looked up, I saw the beheading sword stretched by the sun at the intersection, and its owner...

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Next Chapter: Qi Xin's death will not kill ghost shadows again, and the special power of inheriting the beheading sword. The beheading sword will gradually appear

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No more killing information: age 8 (10) years old, number of tasks 3b7c3d
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