The swordsmanship that was a bit unfamiliar yesterday has already shown the charm of a swordsman today.

The posture is precise and the movements are crisp and neat, giving you a feeling of dexterity!

Kendo genius!

At this moment, only these four words came to Lin Haixia's mind.

You know, how many days did Bian Ruxue have to learn this swordsmanship? It would be pretty good if I could get started in half a month.

But now he is proficient in it, and there is a rare spirituality in his moves. This is the key.

Although he said some harsh words to the little girl yesterday, he was only harsh and harsh because he saw the child's talent in swordsmanship and that she was expected to become a strong swordsman in the future.

Unexpectedly, Bian Ruxue's performance today far exceeded his expectations. He is definitely a swordsman genius, a rare kind!

"Okay, very good."

Lin Haixia laughed and nodded repeatedly. After Bian Ruxue finished practicing, she asked: "Did you practice by yourself last night?"

Bian Ruxue immediately thought of brother Li Hao's guidance, but also thought of the other person's serious instructions and warnings, so she nodded lightly.

Lin Haixia was not surprised. If she had not worked hard last night, she would not have performed like this today.

However, it is gratifying to see such rapid progress after just one night of practice.

"This swordsmanship is a bit simple for you. Today I will teach you top-grade swordsmanship!"

Lin Haixia said.

The previous ones were only low-grade swordsmanship. He had no right to enter the Tingyu Tower of the Li family. He was not qualified to teach the high-grade swordsmanship and even super-grade swordsmanship to the little girl in front of him on behalf of the Li family.

Unless Li Hao's parents give permission, even the current Li Hao is not qualified.

He is too young to be a homebody.

"Um."

Bian Ruxue nodded.

The older one and the younger one started practicing new sword skills in the courtyard.

One teaches and the other learns.

Li Hao looked at it twice and felt a little bored, so he continued to think about his chess intentions.

He held the black and white pieces in his hand, flipping them back and forth with his fingertips, rubbing them gently, while thinking about the chess records in his mind.

Time passes quietly in this courtyard without leaving any trace.

During the day, Li Hao stared at the chessboard in a daze.

At night, I would occasionally give Bian Ruxue pointers and correct some of her minor problems.

Bian Ruxue's rapid progress in kendo surprised Lin Haixia.

A few months later, it was snowing in the courtyard.

Li Hao stood silently in the crowd, watching an old man with immortal demeanor lead Li Wushuang, who was eight years old this year, to practice.

Wu Niang bid farewell to her in tears and told her children to eat well, be obedient and sleep well.

Li Hao remembered that when he was still a baby, this little girl grabbed his mother's pants and looked at him with bright little eyes.

Wu Niang has three children, two daughters and one son. This is the eldest daughter.

When his bones were measured at the age of five, he was found to have a ninth-level combat physique. He was another genius of the Li family.

Now, I heard that he showed extremely high cultivation talent and was recognized by an expert, who accepted him as his disciple.

Li Hao had seen such a familiar scene two years ago.

At that time, the child who was Liu Yuerong was taken away by a bald monk who was chanting the Buddha's name.

Obviously, that person is from Wuliangshan.

Most of the people with extremely talented people in the Li family would join Dayu's top forces to practice. This was also one of the ways for the top forces to spread their connections.

Those with inferior talents, like Er Niang's second son, only have a seventh-level combat physique. Although they are considered geniuses, they are obviously not as good as those geniuses. In the future, they will study at Tan Palace Academy in Qingzhou City.

Compared with Wu Niang's motherly mood, Li Wushuang's little face showed maturity, like a little adult, he just nodded calmly and told his mother to take care of himself and his father to take care of himself.

Then, the little girl's eyes swept across the courtyard and looked at everyone.

When I passed by Li Hao, I only had a brief glance and had no impression of him.

Among the three generations of children in the house, the ones she heard her mother mention the most on weekdays were only those few who were extremely talented. For example, the second mother's child, Li Qianfeng, was the target she was chasing.

She didn't notice the rest.

Soaked in the big vat of martial arts, the words of her mother, martial arts instructors, domestic servants, etc. all fell into her ears. Although she was young, she was mentally mature and her eyes were somewhat mature. With a sharp feeling, I already have the ambition and goal to pursue the highest level of martial arts in my heart.

After bidding farewell to her parents, the little girl left with the Taoist as everyone saw her off.

If we see each other again, it will probably be when the other party returns home after many years of fame.

The days returned to calm.

In these quiet years, Li Hao slowly returned to the time when he was playing chess with himself.

But now, he is not interested in experience, but simply thinking about each game of chess.

He was trying to defeat himself. When holding the white stone, he switched his mind to the white stone, and when holding the black stone, he switched to the black stone. Although the process was a bit difficult, it felt like a challenge.

Fighting against oneself is endless fun.

In this world, entertainment is scarce, and Li Hao gradually fell in love with the feeling of focusing on something, especially when it included the fun of challenge.

So the maids would occasionally be startled when they saw the young master.

For example, when you are eating quietly, you will suddenly shout, "Oh, that step should be right there!"

A look of regret.

Sometimes I would point to the flower bed and ask the maids around me, do you think that patch of flowers looks like a chess game?

Maid girls:???

I don't understand, I don't understand at all.

But the young master said yes, that’s it.

After all, he is his own young master, so what else can he do? Just go with it.

When Li Hao was six years old, Lin Haixia approached Li Hao and said she would teach him techniques.

He moved a weapons rack and asked Li Hao to select the weapons on it and practice them one by one, just like he had chosen the weapons for Bian Ruxue.

Only considering that Li Hao's bones were not as top-notch as Bian Ruxue's, we decided to postpone his training for one year to avoid exercising too early and affecting his bone development.

Only then did Li Hao realize that the reason why this strong man in the army was still staying in the mansion was to teach him techniques.

"Can't I practice?" Li Hao was dragged up early in the morning, yawning, and just wanted to crawl back to bed.

"Practice your skills first. If in the future the coach finds a way to help you open up your meridians, you can immediately start practicing without losing your skills." Lin Haixia said, this is his plan, practice first and be prepared.

If you can practice cultivation in the future, you can use it.

"What if it doesn't work?" Li Hao asked.

"If you are idle, you are idle." Lin Haixia said lightly.

Li Hao felt like vomiting blood. What do you call this?

It’s better to be idle than tired!

But Lin Haixia was obviously determined. No matter how Li Hao tried to persuade her, it was useless. In the end, with a straight face, she took out the bamboo stick sternly and threatened to beat her if she didn't obey again.

Although Li Hao is not afraid of pain, after all, with his current physical body, unless Lin Haixia is really cruel, it will simply scratch his itch.

But seeing that the other party was so serious, I had no choice but to avoid the edge for the time being.

Li Hao picked up the weapons and practiced them one by one. He just wanted to do it perfunctorily, and he was useless with swords, guns and sticks.

When she got the sword, the little girl was still looking forward to it, holding her little fist and encouraging: "Brother Hao, come on!"

Li Hao was a little speechless, waved a few times casually, and settled the matter hastily.

Lin Haixia's face was gloomy, as if she could see what the little guy was thinking, and said: "Of these weapons, you haven't picked one that I am satisfied with today. You are not allowed to rest, and you are not allowed to touch that damn chessboard again!"

"Uncle Lin!" Li Hao wailed.

"Practice for me!" Lin Haixia gritted her teeth and ignored Li Hao's plea.

Li Hao had no choice but to pick up a knife and start playing with it, but his mind was not on practice. Although he looked serious, he was unorganized.

Lin Haixia saw that Li Hao was interested in the sword, so she taught him one move after another, starting with the simplest stance.

Seeing that he was so serious, Li Hao didn't dare to practice even more. If he could see signs and hope, he would have to give himself chicken blood every day, and he wouldn't even think about peace.

Therefore, when Lin Haixia taught, he nodded repeatedly and said that he had understood it for a while.

As soon as the sword was taken over, he was confused and confused again.

It’s as if the hands and feet are saying, I’ll meet your sister!
To be continued...