For this competition, I have decided that Fo Sanku and Su Xun will participate together.

After saying this, Mr. Miao looked at Su Xun and said, "Follow me."

Su Xun nodded and followed Mr. Miao.

Mr. Miao's expression moved slightly, and the sword in his hand immediately began to dance.

In the back mountain, Mr. Miao took out a pot of wine from the Najie and drank it.

Do you want to learn swordsmanship? Mr. Miao suddenly asked.

Although I am not very strong in swordsmanship, I can still perform it, Su Xun said confidently.

Then show me your sword skills.

Su Xun immediately stopped hesitating and used his sword skills.

However, after performing two moves, Mr. Miao couldn't help but shake his head.

Sir, why is this? Su Xun asked doubtfully.

Your swordsmanship looks forward and backward.

You don't think about the angle, strength, and explosive power of the sword technique.

The so-called swordsmanship is to use the simplest moves, which is the most practical.

Just take a look at my swordsmanship.

An ordinary sword appeared in Mr. Miao's hand.

In his hands, a sword is a sword.

Suddenly, another floating figure appeared on the ground, exactly the same as Mr. Miao's figure.

Su Xun looked at this scene in confusion and asked doubtfully: "Is that the afterimage of Mr.?"

Yes, what he saw at this moment was the afterimage of Mr. Miao.

Mr. Miao's eyes were fixed on each other.

The afterimage was also looking at Mr. Miao. The two of them stared at each other and took action one after another.

His artistic conception was so high and getting stronger that he forgot the essence of the sword.

Take a sip of strong wine and drink it slowly into your stomach.

A stream of heat was flowing through his body, and Mr. Miao was only in a surging mood at the moment.

The sword was drawn out, extremely domineering, and the target of this sword was the afterimage man.

The same moves were reflected again on the body of Afterimage.

The same raising of hands to flick the sword, the same attack method.

Su Xun was slightly stunned when he was fighting with himself. This was the first time he saw someone competing with him.

But what he was sure of was that the afterimage was indeed left by Mr. Miao.

The sword moves are sometimes extremely domineering and powerful.

Sometimes it is both hard and soft, shaped like flowing water.

Su Xun felt more and more terrified.

This sword was thrust out simply, but it contained extremely complex principles.

Su Xun naturally saw the reason clearly.

But he understood that Mr. Miao's swordsmanship was by no means simple.

As soon as the sword thrust out, a courageous aura burst out, and the sword light danced, making people dazzled.

Mr. Miao's sword moves were so fast that Su Xun couldn't see clearly who was the shadow and who was the real body.

"happy!"

Mr. Miao drank softly and felt a hearty feeling.

Competing with oneself in swordsmanship, the two can't help each other.

What this brings about is Mr. Miao's competitive spirit. He hopes to stab out the sword that unites man and day and pierce the phantom.

Similarly, the moves used by Phantom are the same as Mr. Miao.

Therefore, the two are comparable.

The more Su Xun looked at it, the more surprised he became.

At this moment, he only felt that such swordsmanship was extremely complicated. Not only that, he also felt that Mr. Miao in front of him was a lunatic.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

What's even more terrifying is that the afterimage is only two meters away from Mr. Miao's body.

At such a short distance, a quick reaction is required to hit the target.

This also illustrates a problem from the side, that is, Mr. Miao's sword skills change too quickly.

When both of them are changing their moves, it shows that their speed has been increased to the extreme.

Madman, really madman, Su Xun had to take dozens of steps back.

Because Mr. Miao's swordsmanship is becoming more and more domineering at this moment.

Su Xun, who was originally smiling, also lost his smile at this moment, and his expression became a little solemn.

Mr. Miao stepped forward.

The next moment, the afterimage also took a step.

The majestic sword intent slowly rose from Mr. Miao's heart.

Bright rays of light shine on the edge of the cliff.

The sword's light was extremely bright, and then the sword's momentum was like a surging river, stretching endlessly.

Although Mr. Miao's sword could not penetrate the afterimage, the surrounding void was in trouble.

There are more and more cracks in the surrounding space.

Soon, the entire void seemed to be riddled with holes and cracks everywhere.

Before the void returned to calm, another sword thrust came out.

Without the constraints of the kendo pattern, Mr. Miao wielded his sword as much as he wanted.

At this time, he did not consider the unity of nature and man in the way of swordsmanship, nor the coherence of sword moves.

All he has is to move forward unwaveringly, swinging the sword in his hand, even if it is the simplest sword technique.

His sword was as tough as bamboo. In those years, he had to endure a lot of hardships to practice his sword.

His sword, just like the trajectory of his life, has twists and turns.

But on this tortuous road, all that remains is true intention and belief.

Mr. Miao's sword moves slowly turned from fast to slow, and finally he sheathed his sword.

When sheathing the sword, the virtual sword slowly inserted into the back, and then disappeared into the void.

Mr. Miao glanced at Su Xun calmly, his expression was calm, and he seemed to have no emotion at all.

He said expressionlessly: "Your swordsmanship is still far from enough."

Su Xun's eyes were empty, as if he couldn't focus.

Suddenly he looked at Mr. Miao and said, "Sir's swordsmanship is too strong."

Not really.

Mr. Miao said with emotion: "It is because we have eliminated the complicated sword moves and selected simple and effective moves."

This last thrust of the sword is called Zhi Ge Jian Qi.

Do you understand? Mr. Miao suddenly asked.

Su Xun was a little confused.

Swordsmanship is not about the speed of sword moves, nor the strength of strength, nor the consistency of swordsmanship.

Su Xun listened to Mr. Miao silently and did not interrupt.

If you give up, you will gain, if you don't give up, you will gain. If you give up big, you will get big, if you give up small, you will get small.

Mr. Miao stroked his beard gently and said in a deep voice: "Many times, decisive feelings and wisdom are needed."

I just couldn't bear it back then, so it took me so many years to realize the truth.

When people get old, they no longer have the heart to fight, and their hearts calm down. Looking back on the past, there are still things that are reluctant to let go.

Mr. Miao said quite self-deprecatingly: "I understand the truth, so I made some progress in my old age."

You... please don't learn from me. People like me are too persistent in what they do.
To be continued...