When the warm sunlight shone on a figure lying in the medicine pool again, that figure opened his eyes again. If you were looking directly into his eyes, you would find a trace of regret in them.
Of course, this person is Meng Yu. He was also seriously injured in the battle with the junior swordsman yesterday, and these injuries were just because he couldn't bear the impact of such a huge force.
What he regretted was that in the end, the junior sword master jumped off the city wall after a collision, and returned to the Molin Empire's camp after a few ups and downs. All Meng Yu could do was to watch the junior sword master's back, Then he went back to the medicine pool silently, and after vomiting blood, he fainted in the medicine pool.
After all, the gap between a great swordsman and a junior swordsman is still so insurmountable. Even if he injured the junior swordsman with a sneak attack, and finally gained the upper hand with the opponent's pursuit, Meng Yu even calculated the wind direction at that time. It's inside.
However, when the junior sword master found out that the situation was not good, he was able to leave calmly, while he could do nothing. This was the gap.
Quietly closing his eyes, the battle scene with the junior sword master yesterday was replaying in his mind.
"If the angle of this sword can be moved to the right by three points, with the help of the wind, the sword will definitely be able to increase by three points..."
"If the timing of this sword's retraction can be three points faster, then the next attack can be three points faster..."
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Countless inspirations flooded into Meng Yu's mind instantly like stars in the night sky. However, they were also like real stars, twinkling non-stop. It seemed that as long as Meng Yu blinked, they would disappear into the dark night sky again.
An hour later, Meng Yu finally opened his eyes again, and he couldn't wait to come to the square. At this time, the square seemed to be his own training ground. After the battle started, there were even fewer people. Here we go.
Otherwise, if they saw Meng Yu's swordsmanship at this time, or his unstructured moves, they might be so surprised that their jaws would drop to the ground.
Not far from the square, watching the cultivation intoxicated in his own world, an old man is showing his big yellow teeth, and he is overjoyed!
Who else could it be except old man Gongsun? Ever since he accepted Meng Yu as his apprentice, he seemed to be Meng Yu's follower. He would appear wherever Meng Yu went, but, all of this, Meng Yu I just don't know.
More than a month ago, when Ye Zhuang told him that he had found a very good apprentice for him, the old man Gongsun was full of disdain, so he asked Wu Gang to use the highest standard basic test to embarrass Meng Yu, but Meng Yu did not expect Not only completed all the tests, but also performed very well.
This time, even the old man Gongsun has nothing to say, and he is indeed a little moved. Although Meng Yu's talent is not the best he has seen in so many years, it is definitely the most comprehensive he has ever seen. .
And the training in the next few days made the old man Gongsun even more overjoyed. Meng Yu is not only talented, savvy, hardworking,... It seems that he can find all the good qualities of a cultivator in Meng Yu. Of course, is it in the eyes of beholders? It's unknown if it comes out of Xi Shi.
Therefore, in just half a month, he handed over his inheritance to Meng Yu, but it was only to Meng Yu. Until a few days ago, after Meng Yu realized a little bit of power and was able to apply it, after the old man Gongsun In his heart, he truly regarded Meng Yu as his disciple.
This is not old man Gongsun's snobbishness. He can be said to have reached the peak of the mainland in his life, and he has enjoyed what he should have enjoyed. The only regret is his own inheritance. Therefore, he has always been very cautious about choosing apprentices. It took only a few hundred years to find even a single apprentice.
If Meng Yu didn't want to be his apprentice, then even for the sake of Meng Yu's helping Ye Zhuang, he would not make things difficult for Meng Yu, and would even treat him with courtesy.
It was on that day that old man Gongsun decided to let Meng Yu go to the city to fight to sharpen himself, and Ye Zhuang told him to go there. Rather than asking Meng Yu to take Ye Tong away, it would be better to say that old man Gongsun would test him for the last time.
That's why Meng Yu saw him and Wu Gang waiting at the door late at night.
And Meng Yu's performance in the past few days made old man Gongsun laugh from ear to ear. This time he really found a treasure. Meng Yu's performance has completely surpassed his definition of a genius. He used to think highly of himself, but for Meng Yu, he is really convinced and has completely regarded Meng Yu as a treasure.
After more than a month of practice, Meng Yu has grown to such an extent. Where can I find such an apprentice
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After swaying the inspiration in his mind, Meng Yu was ready to return to the city wall again and make progress in the battle. This feeling has already made Meng Yu a little unable to extricate himself.
However, when Meng Yu walked to the edge of the square, the old man Gongsun limped over. Although he had been a teacher for more than a month, Meng Yu had very little communication with the old man Gongsun.
However, Meng Yu also has a little understanding of his master. It seems that because of the injury, the old man is a little withdrawn, even stubborn and weird. There is so much hatred in this world, but Meng Yu knows that the old man is actually a cold-faced and warm-hearted person.
Seeing his old friend dominating the world, while he could only squat in the corner of the world, licking his wounds alone, although Meng Yu had never felt such a feeling, he could understand it.
But this time, old man Gongsun was obviously different. His face was full of seriousness. This kind of seriousness was the first time Meng Yu felt it from his master. Sometimes I don't know where to go.
However, the seriousness of the old man Gongsun did not scare Meng Yu. On the contrary, Meng Yu felt a trace of kindness in his serious eyes. However, why did this kind of expression appear on this old man
The old man Gongsun smiled at Meng Yu who was a little stunned, and there was a kind of boldness in his hearty laughter: "You must think that I am very incompetent as a master?"
"How could it be? I can feel my great progress these days. If it weren't for my master, how could I have the strength I have today. Yesterday I was tied with a junior sword master."
Meng Yu said sincerely that when it was said that he was tied with the junior sword master, Meng Yu became a little excited.
The old man Gongsun smiled again, but this time, the smiling eyes were more kind.
"It's not that I don't want to teach you, Shixiu. In fact, I don't know much, and I don't know where to start."
The old man Gongsun sighed and said helplessly.
After finishing speaking, old man Gongsun stretched out his right hand, snatched the long sword from Meng Yu's hand, and then limped towards the rows of specially made wooden figures prepared for Meng Yu's training.
The old man Gongsun casually held the ordinary standard long sword in his hand, and then gently handed the tip of the sword to the wooden man in front of him.
This sword seems ordinary, and its speed is even very slow. Even ordinary people can capture the trajectory of this sword, but in Meng Yu's perception, this seemingly ordinary sword seems to be blown by the wind. Xiaocao bent down as naturally as she could, giving Meng Yu a sense of taking it for granted.
Of course, there is no way to dodge it. Thinking of this, Meng Yu was startled. Yes, if he stood in front of the old man Gongsun's sword at this time, he must not be able to dodge this sword, because this sword came so naturally. So unreasonable.
No wonder old man Gongsun's sword is so slow, because, anyway, you can't dodge it, so what's the difference between speed and slowness
When the long sword fell, the wind between the sky and the earth seemed to stop at this moment, and then when the old man Gongsun's long sword fell on the wooden man, everything returned to normal again.
boom!
In front of the long sword, a hundred wooden figures fell down with the wind. The wooden figures were not broken into powder, nor were they broken into several sections, but fell neatly to the left and right, just like the hundred wooden figures. The wooden man whose root was broken in half was copied and pasted.
The two hundred wooden figures lined up in half fell to the ground almost at the same time, making a crisp sound at the same time.