Kendo True Explanation

A faint breath of momentum escaped slightly from Yuan Yue's body.

Lin Fei was sure that he did not admit his mistake, it was indeed the aura of power. Although it is faint, it does exist.

At first, Lin Fei thought he had misread the traces of blue aura floating around Yuan Yue, but after using his power to check it, he was sure that he was not delusional.

Yuan Yue walked to the center of the sword room, and slowly pulled out the long sword, which reflected a slight silver light.

"This move is called Hongguang! It is one of the unique moves of Qinghong swordsmanship handed down in my family." Once Yuan Yue was involved in swordsmanship, she seemed to have changed in an instant. The atmosphere suddenly became cold and distant.

Quietly, a turquoise arc suddenly flashed in front of Yuan Yue. The sword body was obviously metallic in color, but the sword moves turned out to be turquoise. The arc instantly lit up like a rainbow, and Lin Fei, Zhou Ting, and Ye Qing in the room all felt the afterimage of the blue rainbow just now faintly remaining on their retinas. It seems that the Qinghong from just now still remains in front of Yuan Yue.

"Fantastic. There is no sign of this move, and it can definitely be caught off guard, but for physical fitness, explosive power should be very high?" Lin Fei said.

Only then did the other two wake up from the aftertaste. Looking at Yuan Yue who was standing in a stand, there was a hint of envy and surprise in their eyes. Indeed, for them who are still ordinary people, seeing this kind of sword move that can only be seen in super movies is naturally like a dream.

However, for Lin Fei, this move seemed commonplace, and he could also perform sword skills much faster than Yuan Yue. But the difference is that he suspects that Yuan Yue has some kind of power-generating technique, and can use a foundation far inferior to his physical fitness to make moves at a speed similar to his sword moves. There is a big difference between the two. This is also the key to why he said twice in a row.

If he can also master this way of exerting force, then it is very likely that on the basis of being extremely fast, he will become even more rapid and unpredictable. But it is a pity that his physical fitness is limited now, and his speed has an upper limit.

Hearing Lin Fei's question, Yuan Yue nodded.

"It is true that the explosive power of the wrist and elbow is very high. And there must be a special way of power transmission passed down from my family."

Lin Fei gently clapped her hands. Zhou Ting and Zhou Ting also applauded closely.

"Once upon a time, Master Yuan Yonglong also demonstrated to me his family's Longyi swordsmanship, which was powerful and unstoppable. But your swordsmanship style is different from his. You belong to the way of lightness and ingenuity. Both have their own merits."

"I have also heard about Master Yuan's swordsmanship. Although I didn't have the opportunity to ask him for advice when I came to the club, the future will be long and we will work together. There is always a chance." Yuan Yue put away the long sword, and his face returned to softness.

Lin Fei nodded, and suddenly turned to face Zhou Ting and Ye Qing who were listening to the conversation.

"Now that you have seen the true strength of Instructor Yuan Zong, you must have a general understanding of the environment and level we are in. I have been observing your hard work these days." Of course it is false...

"The Longyi swordsmanship I practiced before, and the Qinghong swordsmanship taught by Mr. Yuan now can be regarded as the secret swordsmanship in the hidden folks of my country. Which style of swordsmanship do you want to learn?"

Lin Fei decided to lay the groundwork for the two of them first, and after the observation test is over, they can directly record it for their own use. Yuan Yue on the side didn't say much, she also knew what Lin Fei meant, it was just laying the foundation for the two of them, and there was no need to teach the secret skills passed down from family.

Ye Qing's eyes were already shining, when he heard Lin Fei's question, he immediately learned the ancient etiquette, knelt down on his knees facing Yuan Yue, and sang his head three times.

"I am willing to learn swordsmanship from Mr. Yuan!" He said firmly.

Yuan Yue's face was also slightly stunned, as if she didn't expect Ye Qing to make such a big move. But in addition to being surprised, he was also slightly moved. In this kind of society, there are still people who have such a pious attitude towards martial arts. It's really rare.

"Since you have such great determination, then show me what to do next. The determination is not about talking, but about doing it!"

Ye Qing nodded fiercely. His eyes were full of determination. Hearing that Yuan Yue agreed temporarily, she slowly stood up.

On the other hand, Zhou Ting rolled her eyes and said with some hesitation.

"Can I choose neither?".

Everyone else present was stunned.

Zhou Ting quickly waved her hand and said, "Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand! It's just that the purpose of my coming here in the first place was to target him!" She pointed at Lin Fei.

Not surprised, Lin Fei smiled and said, "Do you still remember what happened at that time?"

The other two were a little inexplicable. But he didn't make a sound, just watched.

A smile appeared on Zhou Ting's face.

"As a teaching brother in the club, Lin Fei's teaching skills must be extraordinary, so..."

She paused.

"I want to worship you as my teacher!!"

Now Lin Fei was also stunned.

"You worship me as your teacher?"

"Of course." Zhou Ting laughed, "As a senior teacher in the club, your strength is definitely not bad. Even the chief teacher Yuan Yue demonstrated a move, so you should also demonstrate it?"

Yuan Yue and Ye Qing next to him also showed curious expressions. Indeed, although Lin Fei has been hanging a sign in the club to teach senior brothers, no one has actually seen the shot, and even the group practice of swords is not practiced with everyone. Instead, there is a secret sword room alone. No one knows how he practiced the sword. Some students even guessed that this senior brother, he actually knows nothing, and belongs to Wang Yuyan's type of theoretician. He will only give pointers when everyone is practicing swords collectively, although the pointers are very reasonable.

Yuan Yue had also heard such remarks, so she was also curious about Lin Fei's strength.

"Me? I don't have much strength." Lin Fei smiled wryly, "I'm actually just a little stronger than you." His normal status is just an ordinary boy who hasn't practiced swordsmanship for less than two years, which is naturally impossible. What a show of great talent. At most, it is a little more proficient, which is in line with the normal situation.

"I don't believe it." Zhou Ting shook her head.

"There's nothing you can do if you don't believe me." Lin Fei spread his hands, "I've only been exposed to swordsmanship for only two years. What kind of peerless martial arts do you think I can practice?"

Zhou Ting wanted to say something else, but she seemed to think of something again, so she stopped talking immediately.

"Anyway, I want to take you as my teacher." She simply didn't say anything, and directly picked up the topic.

"That's up to you, but let me declare in advance that I can only teach you the basics of cultivation." Lin Fei shook her head and smiled wryly.

"Okay!" Zhou Ting did not hesitate. She firmly believed that the sword-wielding boy she saw upstairs in her house was definitely not that simple. At that time, she could still vaguely hear gunshots, but the final result was that the boy walked out of the upstairs unharmed alone, while the others did not make any sound. The strength that is not afraid of even a gun is definitely not that simple! !

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Jiang Nan's inquiry came from outside.

"Is Brother Feifei in there?"

"Yes." Lin Fei walked over to open the door, and Jiang Nan changed into an ordinary white sweater and stood at the door with a black sword bag.

"Are you done with your work? Nan Nan."

"En." Jiang Nan nodded.

Lin Fei turned around.

"Then, Mr. Yuan, Zhou Ting, who is Ye Qing? See you tomorrow."

January nodded.

"Your cousins ​​have such a good relationship."

"It's okay." Lin Fei replied with a smile, but Jiang Nan waved back her sword bag in her hand. "I'm leaving."

Zhou Ting gritted her teeth and watched Lin Fei and Jiang Nan leave the door of the sword room.

"I'm leaving first too. Goodbye, Teacher Yuan." She also hurriedly picked up her bag and rushed out of the sword room. The sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor gradually faded away.

On the bus back home, Lin Fei rarely occupied two seats side by side. Let Jiang Nan sit by the window.

He has always liked the feeling of getting on the bus like this. Every time he takes the bus back, he feels as if he is still an ordinary person, without fighting, without supernatural powers, and without all other dangers. Just live in peace every day. The world will not change if there are more of him, and it will continue to function as usual without him.

The midday sun outside the car window was scorching hot, a little scorching. Like so many scorching sunny days. The sun rises and sets, night falls and recedes. Lin Fei often thinks how wonderful it would be if he could be so calm and relaxed every day.

For a long time, the crisis in the previous life and the ambition born of strength have been spurring Lin Fei to move forward. He didn't stop for a moment, constantly self-study, plan, and secretly act, which seemed to become the main theme of his life. But people will eventually get tired, and Lin Fei is no exception. .

Progressing without gaps, Lin Fei occasionally felt mentally tired. In fact, most of the time, he just stood or took the bus back, watching the passing scenery outside the window. Familiar streets, familiar shops, familiar buildings, smelling the fragrance of Jiang Nan around him. Lin Fei's heart would always be immersed in a kind of tranquility and softness. The distance from the sword club to his home, this period of time, seemed to be the process of his transformation from the ambitious Yan Fei who lived in seclusion behind the scenes to the ordinary Lin Fei. When he got home, he was still the same Lin Fei who lived under the wings of his parents. That ordinary high school student, or college student who is about to enter college.

No matter any strong person, there is a unique way to relax himself, and human nerves also have an upper limit of fatigue. Even metal has metal fatigue. People who can't self-regulate can only be reduced to the common people. Because relaxation is actually to accumulate energy and save it for explosion when it is most needed.

Lin Fei's motto used to be a famous quote from George Bernard Shaw.

"Self-control is the instinct of the strongest."

The sun slanted in from the car window and sprinkled on Jiang Nan's clothes and legs beside him. Reflects bright material colors. Jiang Nan's upper body is a white sweater, and his lower body is dark blue stretch jeans. The pants are elastic and tightly attached to his legs, outlining the curve of round and slender thighs.

Lin Fei's gaze fell on Jiang Nan's legs unconsciously, and the tip of her nose was filled with the slight fragrance of the girl's body. Jiang Nan also seemed to be a little aware of it, her legs were closed tightly, her cheeks were slightly red, and she seemed a little nervous.

"Nan Nan, you are getting more and more beautiful." Lin Fei said suddenly.

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