Li Yan waved his hand. "I don’t think your teacher gave you some advice at the beginning, but now you have made some progress after seeing you one year apart."
Hearing his praise for Liu poor, he suddenly trembled with excitement. Perhaps he seems to have nothing more to say than Li Yan’s praise.
"But you are in a hurry. Whether you practice sword or boxing, you should pay attention to a step-by-step approach. In other words, you should walk step by step. Do you know that some people practice boxing day after day, and year after year, the waterfall is hit by a torrent of thousands of feet. Some people practice the wooden stakes and go back and forth several times, but you don’t even have a good foundation. How can you practice this fast sword?" Li Yan said
Liu poor immediately disappeared after hearing the excitement and took a face of shame. He bowed his head and dared not speak.
Li Yan added, "You are still young and have laid a solid foundation. If I were your age, I didn’t even touch a sword, but you have already practiced for more than one time, and you barely have some foundation in the future. It is bound to be easier to practice swords here from today. Learn to meditate and hold a sword first."
"It’s just that you don’t have a specific plan yet, and I’ll teach you a method." He remembered that this poor Liu was still about ten years old and couldn’t compare with himself. Although the children in this world are precocious, they lack the understanding of adults.
Li Yan went over and raised his sword-holding hand to "straighten it out"
Liu poor did it, but the outstretched arm trembled slightly, and the iron sword was vacillating in the middle, although the amplitude was not large, it could be clearly seen.
"Ordinary people can barely control their bodies by 60%. You can raise your arms and straighten them, but you can’t be as motionless as dead wood." Li Yan suddenly took out his red sword and straightened it, but his sword was as motionless as a rock.
Liu’s poor face shows incredible color. Although this is a small difference, he can feel the gap as if it were one day at a time.
"Every day, when your sword is as motionless as mine, you can come to this tree to cut leaves," Li Yan said.
"If I am a master, I will practice my sword like a master." Liu’s poor face is full of fighting spirit, just like finding any goal.
Li Yan said, "When practicing sword, you can practice it in a pile way, so you can also practice leg strength. If you are willing to make the sword more powerful, you can hang a stone from the tip of the sword and increase the weight in turn. That’s the way to do it. It’s up to you to practice hard."
Liu poor nodded and was full of power. He asked again, "When will I be as good as my master?"
"I told you not to call me a master, and I didn’t intend to take an apprentice." Li Yan said that if he is interested in taking an apprentice, he is definitely qualified, but he is unwilling to teach others because it is too much trouble to teach his disciples to practice, and he is a person who is afraid of trouble.
Liu Qiong said, "My sister said that the benefactor will be my teacher from the day."
"Did your sister say that?" Li Yan’s eyes flashed "What a clever girl"
This poor sister Liu also knows that no matter what the motive is, it makes him unhappy to take a child as a bargaining chip. If fate has it, there is nothing wrong with him accepting this apprentice.
"Forget a trivial matter and forget about it." Li Yan’s heart andao then said to Liu Poor, "Practice your sword well. When I recognize your fencing one day, I will recognize you as an apprentice."
"Is the teacher" Liu poor that some depressed little face immediately ecstatic.
Hesitated for a while, Li Yan lost the red sword in his hand and directly inserted it into the thick green slate. "This sword is for you. I hope you can take good care of it."
Although the Red Sword was painstakingly refined by him, there is nothing much in the ordinary sword now, and now he has a better sword. It is better to give this beloved Red Sword to the younger generation, which may continue to shine.
"Teacher … Master, can I really use this sword?" Looking at it like a fire is sharper than the face of Han Jian Liu’s poor eyes, and the excitement is almost speechless.
Li Yan said, "It is natural to send you a gift, but the sword is a double-edged sword that hurts people and hurts themselves. You should be careful in the future."
At this time, a woman shouted "Poor food"
"Sister, come and see the master gave me a sword." Liu poor shouted and jumped. He was still a child.
Li Yan looked back slightly, only to see a woman with a strong robe and wheat skin striding forward, giving people a feeling of vigor and vitality.
"Master? Is it … "Liu poor sister Liu fluttering looked at his brother next to the tall and straight black hair shawl man’s eyes gave me a little surprise, but when the man looked back, his sharp eyes like a sword made him unable to help but jump.
"I didn’t expect it to be noon, so I should go. If it’s fate, let’s meet again in the future." Li Yan said and strode.
Liu fluttering watched Li Yan get closer and closer, and suddenly became nervous. On weekdays, he quickly and decisively disappeared, as if he were at a loss when he saw his elders and children.