The first thought that came to Liu Feng's mind was that he had gone astray, but what puzzled him was why no matter whether he used his right hand or his left hand, when he danced according to the moves in the booklet, his meridians would flow backwards.
"Did something go wrong?" Liu Feng looked up at Jie Hun, but Jie Hun's eyes were only focused on the Tianyan Refining Furnace.
"Even if you give me the secret manual, I can't practice well. How embarrassing it would be if this gets out?" Liu Feng muttered to himself as he opened the booklet again. The ancient booklet still contained those moves, and Liu Feng still had not made any progress.
"Do it again!" Liu Feng suddenly picked up the branch with his left hand again, "Left-hand sword skills must be used with the left hand."
The branch lay horizontally quietly. This time Liu Feng slowed down. He thought that at this slow speed the meridians would not flow backwards. However, he was still wrong. After a few moves, the meridians began to recoil again, but the reaction force seemed to be much smaller than before.
"Should I slow down even more?" Liu Feng thought as he slowed down again. However, a miracle really happened. The slower the speed, the smaller the force of the meridians' retrograde recoil, and the less discomfort he felt.
Liu Feng raised the corner of his mouth and smiled. His speed was as slow as it could be. That simplest sword stab took him a very long time.
"What kind of left-hand sword technique is this? It's clearly the slowest sword technique in history!"
"By the way, isn't the highest realm of swordsmanship the only way to be invincible is to be faster? Do you want to use this slow sword to kill people? Is that old man kidding me?" While thinking, Liu Feng put down the branch and walked excitedly towards the Ring Soul in front of him.
From afar, the infinite cold iron in the Tianyan furnace had also turned red along with the Tianyan furnace. Jie Hun narrowed his eyes, nodded, and increased the firepower.
"Old man, are you playing tricks on me again?" Liu Feng suddenly shouted.
Jiehun turned around and asked in confusion, "Fooling you? I don't have the time to do that. Don't bother me. How is your left-hand swordsmanship going?"
"It's the left-hand sword technique. Tell me, why do my meridians flow backwards when I perform the moves in the booklet?" Liu Feng's tone was not polite at all.
Jiehun smiled and said, "It's correct for the meridians to flow in reverse. If they don't flow in reverse, it would be abnormal."
"What's the meaning?"
"Because your cultivation level is not yet able to control this set of sword skills, but if you slow down your movements, it should be better. When you use your left-hand sword skills at the fastest speed without being stunned by the reverse meridians, it means you have succeeded!"
"What?" Liu Feng looked at Jiehun in surprise.
After Jie Hun extinguished the smelting fire in his hand, he shook his head and said, "I'd better demonstrate it to you once!" As he spoke, an air sword appeared out of thin air in his left hand. The white air sword suddenly stabbed out, and in the blink of an eye, Liu Feng only felt a sword shadow swaying in front of his eyes. After a while, Jie Hun performed the left-hand sword technique. When he put away the sword, Liu Feng truly understood that it was the left-hand sword technique.
Jiehun said: "With my speed, it is no problem for me to kill a mid-level Holy Spirit master!"
"What about my speed? What level of master can I kill?" Liu Feng held a branch in his left hand and danced according to the moves of his left-hand sword skills. His speed was very slow, even slower than a snail.
(End of this chapter)