Chapter 11 Magical skills, the sword dance of son Xiyao.(2/2)
Therefore, swordsmanship performance is known as sword dance.
Sword dance is an art.
Wang Xiyao closed his eyes and recalled various beautiful movements in his mind. With Wang Xiyao's physical fitness, body flexibility, jumping power, and various difficult movements can be easily done.
Not afraid of making a fool of yourself.
Then Wang Xiyao moved!
White clothes are better than snow.
Like a stunning geese!
When Cai Yong, the great scholar, was immediately amazed when he saw Wang Xiyao's sword dance. This was the most amazing sword dance Cai Yong had ever seen.
Lu Bu looked contemptuous and sneered: "It's just a fancy but not a useful one."
After saying that, Lu Bu sprinkled a glass of wine on Wang Xiyao.
Wang Xiyao's wooden sword drew a beautiful arc and faced the wine in the air. The wine in the air seemed to give Wang Xiyao inspiration, touching his heart a little, and the sword moves became smoother and more flexible.
The wine should have fallen on the ground.
But.
When the wooden sword touched the wine, the soft force on the wooden sword bound the wine.
A magical scene was born.
This shocked the generals.
Wang Xiyao's control of his own strength can be said to have reached a state of magical skill.
What is skills that are close to Tao?
That's it!
At this moment, Wang Xiyao's swordsmanship surpassed the subtle realm defined by people. Although he had not yet understood the artistic conception, his control over power reached a higher level.
In terms of strength, Wang Xiyao is much different from first-class generals, let alone compared to war god-level powerhouses like Lu Bu. However, in terms of controlling the strength, he surpassed the generals present, including Lu Bu.
Under the control of the wooden sword, the wine turned into crystal clear silk threads and fluttered in the air.
The sword dance practice is completed.
Wang Xiyao stood firmly in the middle of the hall with a few consecutive flips. The sword was sheathed and everyone came to their senses.
Wang Xiyao clasped his fists and said, "The Prime Minister, the Cao people have only such a few superficial sword skills, and they can't get on the table. Let the Prime Minister and all the adults laugh."
Chapter completed!