#528 - I also know swordsmanship

"Bang! !"

"Clang clang!"

"Take this sword!"

"Brother Changtian, the swordsmanship of the man using the sword seems extraordinary. Look, every time he swings his sword, he brings up several afterimages. It's really hard to tell which one is real and which one is fake if you don't look closely."

"Is that so?"

Wei Changtian, who was studying how many layers the mille-feuille cake in front of him had, raised his head upon hearing this and looked towards the arena.

As Liang Qin said, the swordsmanship of the Guiyi Zhai disciple was indeed a bit tricky.

Every time he made a move, he would bring up three or four sword shadows, seemingly like three or four swords suddenly appearing.

However, only one of these sword shadows was real, and the rest were feints.

If the opponent couldn't determine which was real and which was fake in a short period of time, they would likely suffer as a result.

"Well, it is indeed not simple."

"It seems that this Guiyi Zhai does have some real skills."

Nodding, Wei Changtian withdrew his gaze after only a few breaths and said casually, "However, breaking this move is quite simple."

"Although his sword shadows look the same at first glance, the tips of the swords are actually different."

"Sword tip?"

Liang Qin was stunned and quickly looked carefully at the tips of those sword shadows.

And upon this look, she immediately noticed the difference.

Among those sword shadows, only one sword tip was slightly glowing, while the rest were the same color as the sword body.

If Wei Changtian hadn't reminded her, such a subtle difference would have been difficult to observe.

"Brother Changtian? Why is that?"

Liang Qin asked with some surprise, "Where does the faint light on the sword tip come from?"

"There."

Wei Changtian pointed to the big sun outside the window.

"The real sword will reflect light, the feints won't."

"Although this swordsmanship can conceal the sword body, it can't hide the tip of the sword."

"So, you can tell which sword shadow is real and which is fake by looking at the tip of the sword."

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Hearing Wei Changtian's explanation, Liang Qin's mouth widened slightly.

Although this method of breaking the move wasn't complicated, it was very logical.

But even such a simple trick, she hadn't been able to see through it after watching for so long.

And Wei Changtian?

He saw through it in just a few breaths?

"Brother Changtian, when did you become so knowledgeable about swordsmanship?"

Staring with wide eyes, Liang Qin asked doubtfully, "Or did you already know about this swordsmanship of Guiyi Zhai before?"

"I don't know."

Shaking his head, Wei Changtian thought to himself that he had known swordsmanship for a long time.

Although he stopped practicing the Picking Moon Sword halfway, he practiced the Falling Sky Sword, the Bai Dian's ultimate skill taught by Old Zhang, every day.

There were a total of thirty-six forms, and he had already learned twenty-eight of them.

It was just that the power of the twenty-eight forms was not as great as the Return to Dust Saber in the Great Perfection Realm, so he didn't usually use it.

But the understanding of swordsmanship that he gained from it was real.

It was just that Wei Changtian was too lazy to explain the Falling Sky Sword to Liang Qin, so he casually said:

"Sabers and swords are both short weapons, and the principles are similar."

"If you practice the saber well, you will naturally understand the sword."

"Is that so?"

Liang Qin nodded as if she understood, and then muttered to herself in a slightly depressed tone:

"But I also practice the saber every day, so why didn't I see it just now..."

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Looking at Liang Qin, who was in low spirits, Wei Changtian quickly took the former's small hand and comforted her, "What are you saying? Why are you comparing yourself to me? In fact, you are already much better than 99% of martial artists."

"Brother Changtian..."

Liang Qin raised her head blankly and asked softly, "Are you praising yourself?"

"Uh..."

Wei Changtian was immediately a little embarrassed: "Cough, I mean you are already working hard enough, so don't be self-deprecating because of such a small matter."

"The Return to Dust Saber is so difficult, but haven't you already almost reached the Small Perfection Realm?"

"Oh, right..."

Liang Qin blinked her eyes and finally stopped being inferior.

She gently held Wei Changtian's hand, and her gaze quickly turned to the arena, watching the two people who still hadn't decided the winner of the competition seriously.

Wei Changtian looked at her profile and sighed secretly in his heart.

Although Liang Qin had Liang Zhen's excellent genes, she was indeed not stupid.

But she was indeed not very talented.

Not to mention comparing her to himself, even compared to Little Xu, who had basically "abandoned martial arts for business," she was far behind.

Xu Qingwan had also practiced the Return to Dust Saber, and she had reached the Small Perfection Realm in only half a year. Even though she was no longer as hardworking as before, she was still about to reach the Great Perfection Realm.

But Liang Qin had to swing her saber more than 10,000 times every day, continuously for more than half a year, but she was still in the Pure Realm.

Alas, it can only be said that the differences between people cannot all be made up for by hard work.

A quarter of an hour later.

When the two people in the arena finally decided the winner, and the Guiyi Zhai disciple won with a narrow victory, Liang Qin finally had time to drink a sip of tea.

After watching the entire battle, she seemed to have gained a lot of insights. While drinking tea, she was still discussing various details with Wei Changtian, while waiting for the next match to begin.

Just as the two were talking about "the advantages and disadvantages of swordsmanship and saber techniques," the door of the private room was suddenly knocked.

"Come in."

Wei Changtian thought it was the waiter coming to change the tea, so he casually responded.

However, the person who pushed the door in was a gorgeously dressed, pot-bellied, and smiling fat man.

"Young Master Wei, Madam Liang."

"Well, I am the Master of Changwu Hall. I was out on business just now and didn't know that you two had come to our hall."

"As soon as I got the news, I immediately rushed back."

"I have failed to welcome you, Young Master and Madam. Please forgive me, please forgive me..."

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While nodding and bowing non-stop, he secretly wiped the false sweat from his forehead.

The fat man's performance was exactly like that of a cunning merchant who was very good at flattery.

Wei Changtian had seen this kind of person before, but he was slightly stunned at the moment.

Master of Changwu Hall.

That is to say, the man in front of him was not the manager of the Changwu Hall's Shuzhou branch, but the head of the entire Changwu Hall?

Even though Changwu Hall was not a famous sect, the Master was actually such an image... It was really a bit outrageous.

Besides, why would he be in Shuzhou?

The main hall of Changwu Hall was not in Shuzhou City.

Several questions popped up in his mind in an instant, but Wei Changtian didn't think about it carefully.

No matter what, the other party was considered a figure in Da Ning, and now he was acting so politely, so he certainly wouldn't put on any airs.

"Hahaha, you are too polite."

"We are just looking around casually when we have nothing to do. I didn't expect to delay your business."

"By the way, may I ask your honorable surname, Hall Master?"

"Ah, look at my brain! I actually forgot about this!"

The fat man's expression was one of shame, and he smiled and hurriedly bowed to Wei Changtian and Liang Qin.

"Young Master, Madam."

"My surname is Zhuang, and my given name is Zhiming."