Chapter 11 Li Hao draws his sword

Yesterday, the swordplay was a little unfamiliar, but today it has shown the charm of a swordsman.

The posture is precise, the movements are crisp and neat, and there is a sense of dexterity!

Kendo genius!

At this moment, only these four words came to Lin Haixia's mind.

You know, how many days has Bian Ruxue learned this set of swordplay? It's good to be able to get started in half a month.

But now he is already proficient, and there is a rare spirituality in his moves, which is the key.

Although he was fierce to the little girl yesterday, it was only because he saw the child's kendo talent and hoped to become a strong swordsman in the future, so he was strict and harsh.

Unexpectedly, Bian Ruxue's performance today greatly exceeded his expectations. This is definitely a kendo genius, the kind that is rare in the world!

"Good, very good."

Lin Haixia laughed and nodded repeatedly. After Bian Ruxue finished practicing, she asked: "Did you practice by yourself last night?"

Bian Ruxue immediately thought of Brother Li Hao's guidance, but also thought of the other party's instructions and warnings with a stern face, so she nodded gently.

Lin Haixia was not surprised. If she had not worked hard last night, she would not have been able to perform like this today.

However, it was gratifying that she had made such rapid progress after only one night of practice.

"This sword technique is a bit simple for you. Today I will teach you the best sword technique!"

Lin Haixia said.

The previous one was only the inferior sword technique. He had no right to enter the Li family's Tingyu Tower. He was not qualified to teach the superior sword techniques and even the super sword techniques listed in it to the little girl in front of him on behalf of the Li family.

Unless Li Hao's parents instructed, even the current Li Hao would not be qualified.

He was still too young to be the head of the family.

"Yeah."

Bian Ruxue nodded.

The big and the small, they practiced new sword techniques in the yard again.

One taught and the other learned.

Li Hao looked at it for a while, felt a little bored, and continued to think about his chess heart.

He held the black and white pieces in his hand, turned them back and forth on his fingertips, gently stroking them, but thinking about the chess records in his heart.

Time passed quietly in this courtyard without leaving any trace.

During the day, Li Hao stared at the chessboard in a daze.

At night, he would occasionally give some pointers to Bian Ruxue and correct some of her minor faults.

Bian Ruxue's swordsmanship progressed rapidly, which surprised Lin Haixia.

A few months later, in the snowy courtyard.

Li Hao stood silently in the crowd, watching an old man with a fairy-like appearance take away the eight-year-old Li Wushuang to practice.

Wu Niang sent him off with tears in her eyes, and told Shuang'er to eat well, be obedient, and sleep well.

Li Hao remembered that when he was still in his cradle, the little girl grabbed her mother's pants and looked at him with sparkling eyes.

Wu Niang has three children, two girls and one boy, and this is the eldest daughter.

When measuring bones at the age of five, the ninth-level combat body was measured, and the Li family had another genius.

Now, it is said that he has shown a very high talent for practice, and he has been recognized by a master and accepted as a disciple.

Li Hao had seen this familiar scene two years ago.

At that time, it was Liu Yuerong's child who was taken away by a bald monk chanting Buddhist mantras.

Obviously, that person was from Wuliang Mountain.

Most of the people with top talents in the Li family would join Dayu's top forces for cultivation, which is also one of the ways for top forces to spread their connections.

And those with inferior talents, like Er Niang's second son, who only tested the seventh-level combat body, although he was also a genius, were obviously a step behind those geniuses. In the future, he would join the Tan Palace Academy in Qingzhou City for cultivation.

Compared with Wu Niang's motherly mood, Li Wushuang's little face was full of maturity, like a little adult, just nodded calmly, and told her mother to take care of herself, and her father to take care of himself.

Then, the little girl's eyes swept across the courtyard and looked around at everyone.

When she passed by Li Hao, she just glanced at him briefly and had no impression of him.

Among the three generations of children in the mansion, the ones she heard her mother mention the most were only a few, all of whom were extremely talented, such as Li Qianfeng, the child of the second mother, who was the target she was pursuing.

She no longer paid attention to the rest.

Immersed in the great vat of martial arts, the words of her mother, the instructors who taught martial arts, the servants, etc., fell into her ears. Although she was young, she was already mature in mind, her eyes were somewhat sharp, and she had the ambition and goal of pursuing the highest martial arts in her heart.

After bidding farewell to her parents, the little girl left with the Taoist priest in the farewell of everyone.

If she saw him again, it would probably be when he returned to the mansion many years later.

The days returned to peace.

In this quiet time, Li Hao slowly returned to the time when he played chess with himself.

But now, he was not thinking about experience, but simply thinking about each game of chess.

He was trying to defeat himself. When he played with white pieces, he switched his mind to white pieces. When he played with black pieces, he switched back to black pieces. Although the process was a bit difficult, it felt like a challenge.

Fighting with oneself is endless fun.

In this world, entertainment is scarce. Li Hao gradually liked the feeling of focusing on something, especially the fun of challenge.

So the maids would occasionally see the young master startled.

For example, when he was eating quietly, he would suddenly shout, "Oh, that move should be there!"

He looked regretful.

Sometimes he would point to the flower bed and ask the maids around him, do you think that piece of flowers looks like a chess game?

Maids: ? ? ?

I don't understand, I don't understand at all.

But the young master said that it was.

After all, he is his own young master, what else can he do? Just go along with it.

When Li Hao was six years old, Lin Haixia found Li Hao and said she wanted to teach him the skills.

He brought a weapon rack and asked Li Hao to choose the weapons on it and practice one by one, just like he chose the weapons for Bian Ruxue.

It was only because Li Hao's bones were not as top-notch as Bian Ruxue's that he chose to postpone it for one year, so as not to exercise too early and affect the development of bones.

Only then did Li Hao know that the reason why this strong man in the army stayed in the mansion was to teach him the skills.

"Isn't it that I can't practice?" Li Hao was pulled up early in the morning, yawning, and just wanted to climb back into bed.

"Practice the skills first, just in case the commander finds a way to help you open up the meridians in the future, you can also start practicing immediately without falling behind in the skills." Lin Haixia said, this is his plan, practice first, prepare.

What if you can practice in the future, you will use it.

"What if it doesn't work?" Li Hao asked.

"You are idle anyway." Lin Haixia said lightly.

Li Hao felt like vomiting blood. What kind of words are these?

It's better to be idle than to be tired!

But Lin Haixia was obviously determined. No matter how Li Hao persuaded her, it was useless. Finally, she took out a bamboo stick with a stern face and beat her if she didn't obey.

Although Li Hao was not afraid of pain, after all, with his current physical body, unless Lin Haixia really took action, it would be just a tickle.

But seeing that the other party was so serious, he had to avoid the edge for the time being.

Li Hao picked up the weapons and practiced one by one, just wanting to perfunctorily do it. He didn't play the swords, guns, sticks and clubs in a good way.

When he got the sword, the little girl was still beside him with an expectant look on her face, clenching her little fist and encouraging: "Brother Hao, come on!"

Li Hao was a little speechless, and waved a few times casually and finished it hastily.

Lin Haixia looked gloomy, as if she saw what the little guy was thinking, and said: "You didn't pick one of these weapons today that satisfied me, so you are not allowed to rest, and you are not allowed to touch that damn chessboard again!"

"Uncle Lin!" Li Hao wailed.

"Practice for me!" Lin Haixia gritted her teeth and ignored Li Hao's pleas.

Li Hao had no choice but to pick up a knife and play with it, but his mind was not on practicing. Although he looked serious, he had no rules.

Seeing that Li Hao was interested in the knife, Lin Haixia taught him one move at a time, starting with the simplest stance.

Seeing that he was so serious, Li Hao didn't dare to practice anymore. If he saw signs and hope, he would have to give himself chicken blood every day, and don't think about peace.

Therefore, when Lin Haixia taught, he nodded repeatedly and said that he had learned it.

Once he took over the knife, he played with it in a confused way.

It was as if his hands and feet were saying, you know your sister!

After an afternoon, Lin Haixia wanted to curse her mother.

Even the most inferior swordsmanship has not been practiced, which means that he has no martial arts comprehension at all.

He couldn't help but think of some geniuses.

Some people have extremely high talents in some aspects, but they know nothing about other aspects, and are even worse than ordinary people.

And Li Hao seems to be this type.

It's a pity that his talent is used in the wrong place.

Chess... What a shitty thing? !

Lin Haixia even hated it. Why would someone in the world be so boring and invent such a thing? It's simply damnable!

But after the hatred, he felt sad again. Could he really not help the young master?

He hated his incompetence and hated to repay the kindness of the coach.

After forcing Li Hao to practice for another half a month, Lin Haixia finally gave up in despair.

He told Li Hao that there were some changes in the Yanbei war recently, and he would leave soon.

Li Hao looked at this man and knew that he had given up.

During this period of time, he saw the man's grief, and he felt touched and ashamed.

The other party hated the chessboard and hated his incompetent teaching, but he never hated Li Hao.

"Uncle Lin, do you think that people who can't practice martial arts can become masters if they take the path of physical training and combine it with skills?"

Sitting in the courtyard, Li Hao looked at the man who was drinking next to him and asked.

Lin Haixia put the wine aside, thought about it, and said with great certainty: "Yes!"

Then he said: "I have seen masters in the army, with strong physical strength and superb spear skills, which can be regarded as the level of strong men."

He turned his head to look at Li Hao, but his eyes quickly dimmed: "Young master, I know you are smart and can endure hardships. If you take the path of physical training, you will definitely be able to bear it, but your understanding..."

He didn't say anything more, his heart was sad, and he had this idea when he asked Li Hao to practice skills before.

Li Hao looked at him in surprise and said, "I sleep till noon every day, you think I can endure hardship?"

Lin Haixia shook her head slightly, with a bitter smile on her lips: "I've seen you play chess, I know you can endure hardship, but you just don't like it."

From Li Hao, he saw the possibility of becoming a top powerhouse.

That is intelligence, character, and hard work.

But the only thing is that he doesn't have the martial arts qualifications and martial arts understanding.

These two things are exactly the tickets for martial arts.

If you can't even get in, how can you talk about the top seats?

This also led to the sky full of cultivation resources in the God General's Mansion, but it was just an empty mountain in front of Li Hao.

Hearing Lin Haixia's words, Li Hao was slightly surprised, turned his head to look at the man, and then fell silent again.

The night wind came, one person continued to drink, but the other silently stared at the night sky, as if a meteor passed by, whose star fell?

Two months later

Lin Haixia was leaving and said goodbye to Li Hao formally.

Li Hao was waiting for him in the inner courtyard. The huge courtyard was empty. He asked the servants in the inner courtyard to leave and go to the outer courtyard. He was the only one to see him off.

"Will Uncle Lin feel too lonely?" Li Hao asked with his hands behind his back and a smile.

Lin Haixia sighed and said, "I don't care about these empty things. As for you, Xue'er will be left to you to take care of. That girl has a very high talent in swordsmanship and will definitely achieve great success in the future. You treat her well and she will protect you in the future."

At this time, there was a complex look in his eyes, as well as sighs and relief.

At this point, he had completely given up on Li Hao's martial arts training.

At the beginning, he came to the God General's Mansion with full expectations and enthusiasm. He wanted to do his best to train the commander's youngest son with all his efforts to repay his kindness.

Now, he left with a lot of regrets and loneliness. He felt a little sad.

Li Hao smiled slightly and said, "Uncle Lin, I don't have anything to give you when we meet. Since you are leaving today, I will give you a small gift."

"I don't want any gift, and I don't have the face to ask for it. You just need to be nice." Lin Haixia was slightly relieved, but she was not interested in the gift Li Hao mentioned. He had everything.

Li Hao didn't say anything, but slowly walked to the weapon rack.

Lin Haixia was stunned and looked at him in confusion.

Then, Li Hao slowly drew out a sword from it.

"This sword is for Uncle Lin."

"Disciple thanks you for your teaching!"

Li Hao said softly.

Then, the sword rose.

His posture was as graceful as snow, and the sword light in his hand was like surging waves. In an instant, countless sword flowers flashed, which were complicated and exquisite, and gorgeous to the extreme.

The ultimate, the sea has no boundaries, and the tidal sword technique!

At this moment, the bright and dazzling sword light illuminated the entire empty inner courtyard.

Similarly, it also shone in Lin Haixia's eyes, making those dark and shrunken pupils appear snow-white and shiny.