vrcanaries Chapter 1775 New Fun
Chapter 1775 New Fun
After Ah Xiong stabilized his early Core Formation stage, his energy became even more vigorous.
He's recently found some new interests.
Although Chen Shu was already the senior disciple among this group, he lacked practical combat experience, so he was very happy to drag Chen Shu into a fight.
In one corner of the training ground, sunlight pierced through the sparse clouds, casting a bright patch of light.
Ah Xiong was shirtless, revealing his tanned, well-defined muscles, wearing only a pair of loose black training pants.
He held an ordinary wooden knife that looked quite old, with a few minor cracks on the blade, but in his hand, it seemed to have come to life, exuding a heavy, menacing aura.
Opposite him, Chen Shu stood in a standard horse stance, his hands tightly gripping a standard wooden sword, his small face tense, his eyes focused, and beads of sweat already seeping from his forehead.
He was also wearing the Wan Chuan Sect disciple's robes, but for ease of movement, the cuffs and trouser legs were tightly tied up, revealing his slightly thin but already shapely arms and calves.
"Come on! Kid, come at me! Don't try to test me like a girl, use all your strength! Don't think I'm the bastard who stole your last piece of spirit cake!" Ah Xiong grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, his tone full of provocation.
Chen Shu's eyes narrowed, and he said in a low voice, "Excuse me, Brother Xiong!"
He suddenly lunged forward, his footwork a basic whirlwind step. Although it was a bit immature, his steps were clear and his speed was not slow.
With a simple diagonal slash, the wooden knife in his hand aimed straight at Ah Xiong's left shoulder. The blade was sharp and fierce, carrying the fearless spirit of a newborn calf!
"Your stance is alright, but your strength is lacking!" Ah Xiong neither dodged nor evaded, casually raising his wooden knife and precisely striking the blade of Chen Shu's slashing knife with the back of the blade.
"clang!"
There was a crisp sound.
Chen Shu felt a tremendous force of recoil coming from the blade, which made his hands go numb, his arms go weak, and his momentum was interrupted, causing him to stumble.
"Lower body! How many times have I told you? When you exert force, your waist and stance should be in harmony! Your toes should be gripping the ground! You're just floating!"
Ah Xiong's voice was like a thunderclap. At the same time, he flipped his wrist, and the wooden knife, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, suddenly stabbed into Chen Shu's lower abdomen from an extremely tricky angle, almost touching the underside of the blade as Chen Shu was still unsteady on his feet!
This move was swift and insidious, completely unconventional in terms of technique or style; it was pure, ruthless directness, like a street brawl.
Chen Shu's pupils contracted, and his hair stood on end.
In that critical moment, his mind went blank. Almost instinctively, driven by the torment he had endured from Ah Xiong over the past few days, he desperately pulled his waist back and jumped to the side and back in a flustered manner, narrowly avoiding the fatal stab!
"You dodged pretty quickly! But what's the point of just dodging?"
Ah Xiong chuckled, pressing his advantage relentlessly. His footwork appeared chaotic but was actually as swift as the wind, and he instantly stuck to Chen Shu.
He didn't give Chen Shu a chance to catch his breath. The wooden sword transformed into a dazzling blur, sometimes smashing down on his head, sometimes sweeping across the ground, sometimes feinting a move to strike straight at the center. The moves were completely unconnected, yet each strike aimed at the most vulnerable and difficult-to-defend parts of the human body...
Ankles, knees, lower back, armpits...!
Chen Shu was completely on the defensive, and could only wield his wooden sword with impenetrable force, desperately parrying attacks.
The clanging sounds of collisions continued incessantly. He was forced to retreat step by step, his arms growing heavier and heavier, his breathing becoming more and more rapid, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead, and his feet becoming unsteady due to the constant shifting of force and direction.
"Block? How long can you block?"
While launching a furious attack, Ah Xiong kept shouting, "Catch an opening! I'm not made of iron, I need to catch my breath even when I'm swinging like this! When you blocked my third elbow strike, didn't I have a half-breath gap under my right rib? Why are you cowering? Just stab me with your knife! Even if you miss, you'll force me to defend, and then you'll recover, right?"
"And just now! I pretended to chop off your head, but actually I wanted to hook your ankle. Did you see the movement of my shoulder? My shoulder shifted to the right, so my center of gravity was definitely on the right. My sweeping kick was most likely coming from the left! Why did you jump to the right? Just crouch down and charge forward, into my arms. In close combat, his long sword would be half useless, wouldn't it?"
Ah Xiong's guidance was interspersed amidst the violent attacks, containing a large amount of information and being both direct and crude.
Chen Shu felt dizzy and lightheaded, but under the pressure of life and death, his brain was forced to work at high speed, trying to connect those words with the shadow of the knife in front of him.
Finally, after Ah Xiong's powerful vertical slash that seemed to be about to send him flying along with his sword, Chen Shu caught the tiny gap in Ah Xiong's breathing that Ah Xiong had mentioned.
Ah Xiong's chest rose and fell slightly as he finished his movement, and the wooden sword he held high also briefly retracted to gather strength.
opportunity!
A fierce glint flashed in Chen Shu's eyes, and he stopped simply blocking and retreating.
He abruptly stopped his retreat, stomped his left foot hard on the ground, ignoring the soreness and numbness in his right arm, and poured all his strength and remaining spiritual power into the wooden sword. He no longer pursued the beauty of the moves, but imitated Ah Xiong's unreasonable ferocity. With a tremor of the sword tip, he abandoned all variations and, like a bull charging, thrust straight at Ah Xiong's slightly open chest, which was exposed due to the exertion of force!
This move was completely devoid of skill, relying entirely on brute force and a reckless, all-or-nothing attitude!
"Ok?"
A hint of surprise and approval flashed in Ah Xiong's eyes, but he reacted extremely quickly. The wooden knife that seemed to be retracting made an incredible small arc in mid-air, changing from a slash to a parry, and narrowly blocked in front of his chest.
"puff!"
The tips of the two wooden swords met the blades, producing a muffled thud.
Chen Shu's desperate strike was so powerful that it caused Ah Xiong's knife-wielding arm to sway slightly, and he took a small step back.
Chen Shu was pushed back four or five steps by the recoil and fell to the ground with a thud. The wooden knife in his hand clattered out of his hand. He was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, as if he had been pulled out of the water, but his eyes were frighteningly bright.
For the first time in a direct confrontation, he forced Ah Xiong to take a step back!
Even if it's just training, even if Ah Xiong only used three-tenths of his strength!
"Hahahaha!" Ah Xiong laughed loudly, casually sticking the wooden sword into the ground. He walked over, pulled Chen Shu up, and slapped him hard on the back, almost making Chen Shu fall down again. "Not bad, not bad! You're getting into it! Remember that feeling just now? In a fight, sometimes you have to be reckless! You have to be ruthless! If you have one more breath and one more bit of ruthlessness than your opponent, you might be the one who survives!"
Chen Shu blushed crimson with pride, his eyes shining brightly as he nodded repeatedly, "Great!"
Ah Xiong helped Chen Shu pick up the wooden knife and put it back in his hand: "That straight thrust just now, the force was a bit stiff, it all relied on the arm, the strength of the waist and legs didn't keep up. But that willingness to risk your life was the right thing to do!"
"Practice the power generation and connection more in the future. Okay, that's enough for today. If you keep practicing, your arms will be ruined."
Zhao Hu walked by, glanced at it, and stopped...
"Brother Xiong, isn't your approach a bit too wild?"