Chapter 7 Battlefield Sword Technique
"General Cheng, rest assured."
Ding Ling seemed to be cheering himself up, and said loudly:
"I will definitely do it!"
He has read "The Self-cultivation of Actors", "The Lines and Performance of Actors", "The Expressions and Notes of Actors", etc.
He has raised the skill of acting to the maximum level in many aspects!
He is not to say that his acting skills are superb.
But he can definitely beat most stars in seconds.
It can be said that his acting skills are quite outstanding.
Because of this, he actually hid it from Cheng Huan and Gao Lan.
Cheng Huan became more and more anxious, and he almost took Ding Ling away directly.
Gao Lan breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't wait to say:
"Have you decided to gamble?"
Ding Ling is a talent!
If he can be used for his own benefit and as an assistant, Gao Lan's career in the future will definitely be smoother!
"It's decided!"
"Okay."
Gao Lan laughed loudly, not knowing whether he was laughing at himself for getting a talent or at Ding Ling for overestimating his abilities. He took out a scroll of silk from his arms and gave it to Ding Ling, saying:
"This is the battlefield sword technique. I will only give you one day. After one day, if you haven't learned it, you must come to my Gao family with the sword manual!"
"No problem!"
Ding Ling nodded solemnly.
"Great!"
Gao Lan nodded, looking at Ding Ling with a happy face:
"You can take your time here. I'll go out to explain some things."
After that.
He left.
Cheng Huan stayed in the tent, sighing, looking at Ding Ling with pity and regret.
Ding Ling did not explain, but hurriedly opened the battlefield sword technique and read it carefully.
As he practiced the primary and advanced sword techniques to the full level,
In terms of sword technique, Ding Ling's knowledge can be said to have surpassed many third-rate generals in a certain sense.
He is no longer an idiot who knows nothing about martial arts.
Because of this, he understands the value of the battlefield sword technique.
"No wonder Gao Lan is so confident that I will never be able to learn it. The difficulty of this battlefield sword technique is dozens or hundreds of times more difficult than the high-level sword technique. The two are not at the same level at all."
It's like the difference between wood and metal.
There is a world of difference.
"The high-level sword technique is called high-level, but in fact it is just a basic external skill."
"The battlefield sword technique in front of you is the real advanced martial arts. If you learn it, you can definitely become a second-rate general!"
Ding Ling's eyes became brighter and brighter as he looked at it.
Cheng Huan noticed it and was a little surprised: "Did you understand it?"
"I'm studying it."
Ding Ling replied seriously and continued to look carefully.
"Ah."
Cheng Huan sighed:
"Even if you understand it, what's the point? You definitely can't learn it in just one day."
Even Cheng Huan, who is extremely confident in Ding Ling, is like this, so you can understand why Gao Lan is so confident and sure that Ding Ling will lose.
This also proves from the side that this battlefield sword technique is famous and extraordinary!
At least in this Jizhou area, it is definitely a well-known advanced version of martial arts.
"Although I can understand a little, it is really difficult to learn it with my qualifications."
Ding Ling originally wanted to try to learn it by studying and practicing.
But after studying for half an hour, it still felt very strenuous and laborious.
Decisive to give up this thankless and stupid behavior.
He has a plug-in! Why should he learn to study and practice martial arts like others?
I will never do such stupid things again in the future!
Ding Ling thought so in his heart, and then looked at the library.
As expected.
As he turned his attention to the library, he recalled all the details of the Battlefield Sword Technique in his mind.
In just a moment.
A book condensed in the library.
Then...
[Battlefield Sword Technique Full Level]
[Strength +1.3]
[Agility +1.5]
[Physique +1.3]
Crack!
Ding Ling's bones seemed to be making a crisp sound like bursting. This was the condensation of energy in his body, which greatly improved his strength, agility, and physique, causing his bones and muscles to undergo major changes.
Ding Ling felt that his height seemed to have increased a little at this moment.
He clenched his fists.
A sense of transparent power came naturally.
He felt that he could easily defeat the previous two selves.
Not only did his strength increase by more than 100 pounds out of thin air.
His speed also increased a lot, and his body became lighter and lighter, as if he could jump dozens of meters out of thin air with a light jump.
He knew it was not an illusion.
If he went all out now, he might really be able to jump that far.
"This feeling..."
It's really perfect.
It's so cool.
Ding Ling felt the joy of cheating again. Others worked hard for decades, but they couldn't compare to the moment when he cheated!
This is a dimensionality reduction attack!
"How is it possible?!"
Cheng Huan was shocked and looked at Ding Ling in disbelief:
"You, you, your figure and height seem to have changed just now? How could this happen suddenly?! Unless..."
He suddenly realized, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and he stammered:
"You, you, you can't, can't you be..."
"Yes."
Before Cheng Huan finished speaking, Ding Ling said with a smile on his face:
"I have learned the battlefield sword tactics."
"......!!"
Cheng Huan's face was dull, as if he was stupid.
How long has it been? !
It seems that only half an hour has passed? !
"I don't believe it!"
Cheng Huan took a long while to utter three words, and finally added:
"Unless you demonstrate it once."
Originally, Ding Ling wanted to say that it didn't matter whether you believed it or not, but Cheng Huan helped him a lot. If it weren't for him, his initial progress would not have been so smooth. At this moment, Cheng Huan looked like he was exploring, curious, and expectant.
He nodded, picked up the long sword to the side, and then began to play the battlefield sword tactics.
Boom!
Once the momentum was launched, a tragic battlefield momentum exploded in all directions. Cheng Huan was the first to bear the brunt. He was horrified and couldn't help but step back three steps.
He stopped at the door of the tent.
He looked at Ding Ling, surprised and shocked. At this moment, he began to believe Ding Ling's words, because this battlefield fighting spirit naturally generated by the sword tactics was enough to prove that Ding Ling had already achieved a great accomplishment in the battlefield sword tactics.
"That's amazing. How long has it been?!"
Clang!
Long sword in hand.
Ding Ling began to wield it, becoming more and more handy. Before, he felt that the long sword was a little heavy to hold as a weapon, but now he felt it was just right. When he used the battlefield sword tactics, the long sword was like Ding Ling's arm, hitting wherever he pointed. Sometimes it turned into a raging dragon that turned the sea upside down, sometimes it turned into a fiercely charging armored lion;
Sometimes it turned into a divine blade that swept through thousands of troops!
An ordinary long sword, in Ding Ling's hands, exerted a power comparable to that of a divine weapon.
Clang clang clang!
The last sword was slashed out, accompanied by the clang of the sword, poof! The whole tent was chopped through!
"......!!"
