Douluo Continent: From Blue Silver Grass to Nine-Leaf Sword Grass

Chapter 65 Learning Swordsmanship

Bone Douluo could only sigh at Ning Fengzhi's idea.

As the one who had spent the most time with Sword Douluo, how could he not know his old friend's temper?

However, at present, Feng Zhi is the current sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Moreover, what the other party said was not entirely unreasonable.

It might not seem like much in a day or two, but over time, it might actually change something.

Seeing that Bone Douluo remained silent, Ning Fengzhi's strange emotions deepened.

Meanwhile, Jiang Li, who was in mid-air, was still in a state of confusion.

You should know that right after Dugu Bo agreed, Sword Douluo Chen Xin just carried him away so gracefully.

To be honest, Jiang Li was a little dumbfounded.

Despite knowing that Sword Douluo Chen Xin was very obsessed with the way of the sword.

But no one told him that he was that stubborn.

Moreover, at this moment, Jiang Li could only think about these things, since he could only look down.

At an altitude of one or two thousand meters, and still maintaining a fairly fast speed.

This almost triggered a slight fear of heights in him.

It should be noted that even when Dugu Bo was leading him, it was still a challenge.

They also took into account that his speed was at most half that of Sword Douluo, and his distance was at most only a few hundred meters in the air.

But it's clear that Sword Douluo isn't so gentle.

At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind: he had finally encountered such a promising talent.

If the other party is willing to practice swordsmanship with me, then I will naturally fly as fast as I can.

Let's find a suitable place to practice swordsmanship as soon as possible.

This didn't last too long; half an hour later, the two arrived at the back mountain of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Sword Douluo then threw Jiang Li, whose face was somewhat pale, down into the waterfall. If Jiang Li hadn't seen the waterfall below, he would have been in serious trouble.

Some even suspected that Sword Douluo was going to kill them.

After Jiang Li emerged from the pool, Sword Douluo scratched his head upon seeing Jiang Li's somewhat pale face.

I realized that I might have gone a bit too far.

After Jiang Li made some adjustments, Sword Douluo also came over.

Then he looked at Jiang Li and said in a deep voice.

"Demonstrate the sword techniques you know, one by one."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Li realized that Sword Douluo wanted to test his foundation.

So Jiang Li didn't hesitate and used his first soul skill to conjure a sword.

Right in front of Sword Douluo, he demonstrated the most basic sword techniques one by one: slashing, chopping, pointing, hooking...

After watching the video, Sword Douluo couldn't help but sigh inwardly as he looked at Jiang Li.

Over the years, Sword Douluo has seen many people who can use swords, but these people lack a solid grasp of the basics of swordsmanship.

At the same age, no one can compare to Jiang Li in front of him.

It is important to know that the most crucial yet seemingly insignificant foundation of the art of swordsmanship lies precisely in this.

After all, if the foundation is flawed, then no matter how strong or fancy the subsequent sword techniques are, it will all be ineffective.

Even so, those who understand swordsmanship can spot its weaknesses and break it in one move.

So after Jiang Li finished demonstrating his basic sword techniques, Sword Douluo met his gaze and spoke in a deep voice.

"Jiang Li, tell me, why do you practice swordsmanship? What is your understanding of the sword?"

Jiang Li was not at all surprised that Sword Douluo would ask him this question.

He spoke his understanding of swords almost without thinking.

"My way of swordsmanship is this: the sword in my hand can cut through anything."

As he spoke, Jiang Li was also looking at Sword Douluo.

After Jiang Li finished speaking, Sword Douluo couldn't help but mutter a couple of words.

"Ha, what a sword in hand, capable of cutting through anything."

To be honest, although Sword Douluo knew very little about Jiang Li during their first meeting and acquaintance, he only knew him as mysterious and unpredictable.

It was only after seeing the other party's talent in swordsmanship that I felt the urge to teach him.

He hadn't expected that Jiang Li had already found his own way of the sword at such a young age.

Although the other party may not fully understand what he said at the moment.

But it cannot be denied that Jiang Li was only twelve or thirteen years old at the time.

He had already seen the path of the sword that he was to take.

How precious is this?

Some people may spend their entire lives imitating the shadows of their predecessors, but never think about what path they should take.

However, some people, not long after taking up the sword, have already determined the path they want to take.

Although there is such a thing as diligence compensating for lack of talent in the way of the sword, the sooner one understands this, the further one can reach in the way of the sword.

Clearly, Jiang Li in front of us belongs to the latter category.

I'm currently reading the error-free version! This is the first time I've published this novel.

After regaining his composure, Sword Douluo looked at Jiang Li in front of him and couldn't help but speak.

"Boy, once you start practicing swordsmanship with me, don't bother with those fancy titles like 'Your Majesty.' Your master, Dugu Bo, and I are of the same generation. From now on, you can call me Uncle-Master Chenxin, how about that?"

Upon hearing these words, Jiang Li understood.

It's not a big deal to call someone who's going to teach you swordsmanship "Shishu" (junior uncle). Logically, he should call him "Shifu" (master). But Chen Xin is asking him to call him "Shishu," and the meaning behind it is self-evident.

Jiang Li immediately clasped his hands in a fist salute and looked at Sword Douluo solemnly.

"This junior greets Martial Uncle Chenxin!"

After hearing this, Sword Douluo's slight resentment about not taking Jiang Li as his disciple sooner dissipated considerably.

After patting Jiang Li on the shoulder with a smile, Sword Douluo casually picked up a wooden stick and, in front of Jiang Li, demonstrated the basic sword techniques move by move.

During this time, Jiang Li didn't even want to blink.

After finishing his move, Sword Douluo turned to look at Jiang Li and slowly spoke.

"In the way of the sword, the foundation determines a person's upper limit. It's good that you've reached this level in the basics without a teacher, but it's not enough. Because the basic sword techniques are just the foundation; the next step is variation. All sword techniques in the world, despite their variations, are derived from the basic sword techniques. If you want to forge your own path in the sword, the first step is to practice these basic sword techniques until you can do them at will, without being bound by the moves. Do you understand?"

"Of course, thank you very much, Uncle Chenxin."

"Then let's begin. I will observe your basic swordsmanship once a day, and then practice it again in front of you, until you have mastered the basic swordsmanship to the point of being able to do it at will. Only then can you begin the next stage of your training."

After saying that, Sword Douluo's figure disappeared from Jiang Li's sight.

Jiang Li, however, was recalling in his mind the figure of Sword Douluo using the basic sword technique just now, and the difference between it and the one he used.

After comparing the techniques, Jiang Li suddenly opened his eyes again and began to refine his basic swordsmanship, move by move.

On a mountaintop, a swordsman dressed in snow-white robes, upon seeing Jiang Li practicing his sword under the waterfall, and witnessing Jiang Li meticulously refining his skills while comparing his own shortcomings, observed this scene.

A genuine smile appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but murmur to himself.

"Unexpectedly, this kid's comprehension and foundation are even better than I imagined. It seems that the time required can be shortened even further..."

At the same time, Sword Douluo's smile suddenly vanished, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Because he sensed who was coming from behind.

Seeing this, the other party also came to Sword Douluo's side, stared at Jiang Li for a moment, and couldn't help but exchange pleasantries.

"Uncle Jian, how is this child's comprehension?"

"very good."

Seeing Sword Douluo's almost ruthless attitude, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but feel a bit bitter.

Then, with a hint of helplessness in his voice, he spoke.

"In that case, could you…?"

Ning Fengzhi was interrupted by Sword Douluo's cold tone before he could finish speaking.

"Fengzhi, this child just arrived."

Seeing that Sword Douluo was determined, and that the other party had indeed just arrived, Ning Fengzhi could only suppress his inner thoughts for the time being. But for him, it was only a temporary suppression...

(End of this chapter)