The First Marquis of Daxuan

Chapter 3: Introduction to Sword Skills

Su Mu always felt that every drop of sweat would not be in vain.

He practiced swordsmanship hard all day and finally reaped the rewards.

“Sure enough, I guessed right. The points on the panel can be used to add points to martial arts.

In the past, I had a mountain of treasure but could not use it. Now, like a dragon entering the sea, the sky is vast and the sea is boundless."

Su Mu's heart was filled with great joy. The long period of hardship was finally over.

With the panel, even if there is no one to guide him, even if he does not know the method of using the power of the Fu Bo Sword Technique, as long as he has points, he can directly improve the level of the Fu Bo Sword Technique.

As long as he practices diligently behind closed doors, he will be able to slowly hone this martial art to perfection.

Su Mu took a deep breath, his expression serious, and looked at the panel solemnly. Then he moved his mind and clicked on the "+".

boom!
A flash of golden light passed by, and Su Mu felt something violently inserted into his mind, and then exploded.

A huge amount of information was raging in his mind.

The Fu Bo sword techniques that were originally learned by imitating others were corrected one by one with the help of this information.

How to use each move, how to exert force, and the correct use of the moves were all deeply imprinted in his mind.

It was as if he had been instructed by a famous teacher and practiced hard for several months according to the absolutely correct practice route.

After the earth-shaking changes in my mind have completely calmed down.

Su Mu took a deep breath and gripped his hatchet.

Suddenly, a completely different feeling arose. Although he was still holding the rusty and worn-out hatchet, Su Mu felt that he had truly become a swordsman.

The thirteen moves of the Fu Bo Sword Technique, every move and all the variations, were now completely memorized.

How to wield the sword, how to exert force, how to change, how to fight the enemy, everything became clear, unlike before when he could only demonstrate some movements.

"I have really mastered the sword skills. With just a little push, it felt like I had been practicing sword skills for several months. Even my injuries have healed, and my body is stronger than before."

Feeling the changes in his body, Su Mu also noticed the changes in the panel.

[Name: Su Mu]

[Identity: Woodcutter (Refugee)]

【Points: 5】

[Martial Arts: Fu Bo Sword Technique (Beginner)]

After learning the Fu Bo Sword Technique, the "+" at the end disappeared, and the points were reduced by 10 points.

According to the secret manual, the Fu Bo sword technique is divided into four levels: entry, minor success, major success, and perfection.

If practiced correctly, most people can get the basics in three to six months, and achieve some success in one or two years. At this point, it is no problem for a person to defeat two or three armed bandits who have no martial arts skills with a knife.

It takes five or six years of practice to reach perfection, and you can deal with five or six ordinary opponents.

If it is perfected, one can practice the Fu Bo sword power and become a true enemy of ten people.

"As a refugee, I only get one point every five days, and 1 points every fifty days. On the surface, it seems that I only get a little bit, but in fact, I have practiced for fifty days to get started."

Su Mu thought about it in his mind, and with an idea, he tapped the Fu Bo sword technique.

A prompt pops up on the panel, saying that a small success requires 100 points.

"One point every five days. 100 points will take five hundred days."

Su Mu calculated in his mind that five hundred days, nearly two years, was about the same time as the secret book said it would take to practice the Fu Bo Sword Technique to a small degree of success.

"I can achieve a minor level of success by practicing on my own in five hundred days, so why would I need you?"

Su Mu secretly complained in his heart.

Having said that, Su Mu knew in his heart that things were not calculated in this way. Now it seemed that the time required to add points was about the same as the time required for his own cultivation, but that was only because the speed of obtaining points was not fast enough.

If I could improve my status a little bit, if I could gain one point a day...

"First, you have to get your household registration. Once you have it, you can spend a few more years practicing the Fu Bo Sword Skill to perfection. Then, whether you join the army or become a constable, it can be considered an improvement in your status."

Su Mu pondered in his heart.

His identity is related to his points, so he has to climb up step by step.

The Daxuan Dynasty values ​​martial arts, and there is a very complete promotion mechanism for warriors. As long as you have the ability, you will have no worries about climbing up.

"Household registration, first of all, you have to have a household registration."

Su Mu returned to reality. This was the first thing he needed to solve. If he couldn't change his status as a refugee, it would take nearly two years to achieve a minor accomplishment in swordsmanship, and more than ten years to achieve a major accomplishment.

As for learning the Fu Bo sword stance, that would take an eon.

By then it will be too late, and there will be no future even if you learn the sword skills.

"The household registration problem is not difficult to solve. It only costs 500 wen and 3 zhu."

Su Mu said to himself.

Sanzhu coins are copper coins minted in the Daxuan Dynasty, and were named after the words "Sanzhu" on them.

"I spent 80 coins on medical treatment and medicine, and I only have 70 coins left. But it doesn't matter. I have mastered the swordsmanship now. I can't say anything else, but my efficiency in chopping wood should be improved a lot."

His swordsmanship is only entry-level, and he is still at the bottom of the bottom in Wuling City. It is not realistic to use his swordsmanship to make money.

The woodcutter had been doing the job for so long that he didn't mind working for two more months.

In the past, I was forced to do nothing but endure the day and saw no hope at all. But now it’s different. I have a clear goal, and even if my life hasn’t changed for the time being, I feel completely different.

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time flies.

For several days in a row, Su Mu went out of the city to chop firewood every day when the city gates opened.

He would not finish his day's work until the city gates closed at sunset.

We have not yet seen how effective the Fu Bo sword technique is in chopping people, but its effect in chopping wood is immediate.

Originally, it took Su Mu more than an hour to chop a load of firewood, and he was exhausted.

Now, with the Fu Bo sword technique, even a dead branch as thick as an arm can be cut off with one sword.

It only takes the time of a meal to cook a load of firewood.

Originally, I earned seven or eight cents by carrying firewood three times a day.

Now, he can carry firewood at least six times a day and earn at least fifteen cents!

At this rate, he would be able to save enough money to change his household registration to Wuling City in two months at most.

After a busy day's work, Su Mu returned to the ruined temple and hid in an empty place behind the temple to practice sword for an hour.

Snapped!
Stretching legs, tightening abdomen, turning around, swinging the knife...

The strength from the spine to the arms is trained into a straight line, and the sound of the hatchet breaking through the wind is like firecrackers exploding.

"If this happened in my previous life, I would be considered a martial arts master."

Su Mu nodded secretly, very satisfied with his own progress.

…………

The days passed by.

Su Mu chopped wood, practiced sword skills, and counted money every day.

Before he knew it, more than half a month had passed and he had saved up three hundred and fifty coins.

After carefully counting all the copper coins, he put them into a rag bag and put it in his arms.

This was all his fortune, so naturally he had to carry it with him to feel at ease. Even when he was counting the money, he would avoid the homeless beggars in the dilapidated temple.

Although he was very careful, he couldn't avoid people when he took money from the Chai Gang every day.

Money can make people excited. In recent days, he has noticed that several people in the dilapidated temple often secretly stare at him.

But when he looked over, those people turned their gazes away in an attempt to hide their true intentions, not daring to look him in the face.

There were more than a dozen homeless beggars living in this dilapidated temple, good and bad, doing all kinds of work. Although Su Mu had never interacted with them much, he knew that those guys who were peeping at him were not good people.

"Living in a place like this doesn't allow for any privacy or security. We must change our household registration as soon as possible and move to where 'normal people' live."

Su Mu calmly withdrew his gaze, put the hatchet under his body, and quietly became more alert.

The night is getting darker.

There is no moon tonight, and there is not a single light on the entire street. It is even darker inside the dilapidated temple.

In the darkness, a rustling sound came into Su Mu's ears.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were frighteningly bright.

　The signing has passed, you can follow it with confidence~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)