"It means that you have to choose the most correct sword technique at every opportunity to use the sword! Don't accept death, as long as you can cut people!"

Zhao Rang pondered for a moment and went through Ye Sanniang's moves in his mind again. He felt that he should have mastered it, so he said:

"Come again!"

Ye Sanniang still asked him to draw the knife first.

Zhao Rang still slashed towards her chest.

Ye Sanniang did not change her moves, and still responded with the same method as before.

Zhao Rang was overjoyed and immediately responded with the moves Ye Sanniang had just taught him.

The blade of the blade came down from top to bottom, slashing straight towards Ye Sanniang's neck.

Just as he was about to approach, Zhao Rang suddenly felt a pain in his arm!

Only then did he realize that the bamboo chopsticks in Ye Sanniang's hand were standing vertically upward, like a flagpole. Just when he was cutting downwards, his arm hit him!

If this was a sword, Zhao Rang's right arm would have been cut off.

"Chasing the shape and cutting off the pulse, the last thing comes first!"

Zhao Rang didn't understand Ye Sanniang's words and asked:

"What does it mean?"

Ye Sanniang explained:

"This sword of yours is all about speed, but you forget to be accurate!"

Zhao Rang thought for a while and retorted:

"Although I will be hit by your sword, at worst I will trade my life with you with one of my arms, but in the end I still win!"

But Ye Sanniang shook her head and said:

"If you continue to cut, my sword will penetrate your forearm, and then I will only need one side of the sword to break off your arm!"

"Unless you are invulnerable, indestructible, or don't even know pain, how can you still have the energy to chop?"

Zhao Rang was convinced by these words and began to think about Ye Sanniang's previous words.

"That is to say, speed alone is not enough. The main thing is to be accurate! With this knife just now, you obviously struck later than me, but because you were accurate enough, you were able to strike last and arrive first!"

Ye Sanniang smiled and nodded, with an expression like "a child can be taught".

This sword, Sanniang Ye actually told Zhao Rang again, even if he knew the opponent's flaw, don't rush to use the sword.

Unless the speed of the sword is so fast that the opponent has no reaction, you have to watch the timing of the sword strike and then ask you to enter the urn.

Only when the opponent has completely fallen into the trap can it be considered safe. At this time, speed and precision go hand in hand, and the sword will definitely draw blood!

A duel between masters can often be decided by one sword strike, so it is extremely important to grasp the timing of the sword strike.

"But if your reaction is a little slow, wouldn't you just stand and wait to die?"

Ye Sanniang smiled and said nothing.

The key to martial arts is understanding.

If I tell him everything, it will not be of any benefit to Zhao Rang's future cultivation.

"Come again!"

Zhao Rang felt that he was still a little short of the state of enlightenment, so he persevered and wanted to continue fighting Ye Sanniang.

But Ye Sanniang also wiped the bamboo chopsticks in her hand, put them away, and said:

"Your little sweetheart is awake, why don't you go check on her?"

Zhao Rang replied awkwardly:

"She is not my lover! Stop talking nonsense!"

Before he could put away the knife, Yuan Kexin walked out of the house. Her face was indeed much better than last night!

"Okay, I won't disturb you two anymore! I'm going to see if the food is ready!"

When Ye Sanniang passed by Yuan Kexin, she stopped and looked twice more, and then let out a burst of laughter like silver bells.

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