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Volume 1 Chapter 102 Splitting Three Thousand Waters

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    Early the next morning, Han Yu and Ning Ping went to the locations of their respective teachers.  Because it was relatively close to the Courage, Ning Ping met his teacher first.

    "Take it." Meng Ben threw a sword to Ning Ping.  Ning Ping caught the sword in his hand without warning, and was almost staggered by the sword in his hand.

    "How much does this sword weigh?" Ning asked Meng Ben after calming down.

    "Eighty pounds." Meng Ben replied casually.

    "Can such a heavy sword be useful in battle?" Ning Ping asked in confusion.

    "Of course it's useful. There are still more than one hundred kilograms of horse-cutting swords. Stop talking nonsense and let's start our lesson today. Have you seen the water in Tan Lake? Go and split the water three thousand times." Meng Ben pointed at the waterfall formed under the waterfall.  Tan Shui said to Ning Ping.

    "Use this sword?" Ning Ping asked in disbelief.

    Meng Ben nodded and replied: "Yes, use this sword. Your arm strength is not good, but if you want to learn my sword, then you must make your strength meet my standards. Go quickly, I will give you two hours. The time is up  If you haven't completed splitting water three thousand times, then you don't need to learn the sword from me anymore, just go back and forth from where you came."

    Ning Ping gritted his teeth after hearing this, silently walked to the edge of the pool, raised his heavy sword and struck the pool with all his strength, and started practicing his sword.  Meng Ben hid under the shade of a tree, picked up the good wine Ning Ping brought and drank it.

    Two hours later, Ning Ping felt as if his two arms were no longer his own, as light as if they were about to fly.

    "Have you finished practicing?" Meng Ben came over and asked.

    "Yeah." Ning Ping nodded and replied.

    "Okay, let's go have a meal and continue after we finish the meal."

    "Are you still practicing water splitting in the afternoon?" Ning Ping asked as he caught up.

    "No, I will practice with another sword this afternoon. By the way, wait a minute. To celebrate your becoming my apprentice, I will give you a few small gifts." Meng Ben seemed to suddenly remember something and turned back to yesterday.  In the tent that was just set up at night.  He walked up to Ning Ping with his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Close your eyes and stretch out your hands."

    Ning Ping did as he was told.  He heard several "clicks" in his ears. Ning Ping opened his eyes and saw that an iron ring was placed on his wrist and ankle.

    "What are you doing?" Ning Ping asked, bending down.  It wasn't that he wanted to bend down, but the iron ring on his hand was a bit heavy.

    "Nothing, I'll make it a little more difficult for you to learn. Ah, by the way, there is also an iron belt. Remember to tie it around your waist when you look back. You are not allowed to take it off except for sleeping and bathing." Meng Ben smiled.  said.

    "Here, how much does this hoop weigh?"

    "Twenty pounds each, and the iron belt weighs forty pounds."

    "Why do you do this to me?"

    "Becausethat's what your teacher taught me back then. Let's go and eat. If you go late, there will be nothing." After Meng Ben said this, he turned around and ran away.  Looking at Meng Ben's back, Ning Ping showed a wry smile. Compared with the previous times when he practiced martial arts at home, this training will probably become an unforgettable experience for him.

    ……

    "GuluGulu" Ning Ping's stomach made two sounds.

    "What's wrong? Are you not full for lunch?" Meng Ben asked with a smile.  When Ning Ping heard this, he couldn't help but give Meng Ben a roll of his eyes. He couldn't eat enough because of this guy in front of him.

    "Hehe look what is this?" Meng Ben magically took out a roast chicken from behind his back and handed it to Ning Ping. At the same time, he warned: "You only have three minutes to eat."

    Ning Ping was stunned. When he heard Meng Ben start counting, he took the roast chicken and started chewing without hesitation.  Originally, Ning Ping was slow and leisurely no matter what he did, and he was also polite when he ate.  But now, I really can't care about Sven.

    Even though Ning Ping had worked very hard to eat, when Meng Bi finished counting, most of the roast chicken was still uneaten.  Looking at the roast chicken in his hand, Meng Ben frowned and said, "You need to eat faster." After that, he put the roast chicken away, took out a wooden sword from the tent, handed it to Ning Ping and said:  "Go and split the water three thousand times."

    "Another three thousand splits of water?" Ning Ping asked with a frown.

    "What? You don't want to go?"

    “…Teacher, when are you going to teach me how to use the sword?” Ning Ping couldn’t help but ask.

    "When you can split the pond with one sword."

    "How long will this take?" Ning Ping said with a frown.

    "What? Don't have confidence in yourself? As long as you follow my method, it doesn't take much time to split the pond water."

    "But with such a light sword?"

    Meng Ben shook his head when he heard this and stretched out his hand.He passed the wooden sword in Ning Ping's hand, walked to the pool, and slashed at the pool. The pool was neatly divided into two halves. After being still for about three seconds, the pool closed again.

    “Let’s start practicing, stop talking so much nonsense.” Meng Ben threw the wooden sword in his hand to Ning Ping again and said.

    Ning Ping took the sword, walked to the edge of the pond, and imitated Meng Ben's example, and slashed at the pond. The wooden sword actually broke in the middle.  Meng Ben shook his head slightly when he saw it, "You used too much force." As he spoke, Meng Ben took out a large pile of wooden swords from the tent, threw them to Ning Ping and said, "Every time I swing the sword, I want to use it."  No matter how strong you are, don't always use all your strength." After saying this, Meng Ben returned to the shade of the tree where he had been in the morning and took an afternoon nap.

    Seeing this, Ning Ping knew that Meng Ben would not give him any more hints, so he had no choice but to pick up the wooden sword again and began to practice cutting into the pond.

    ……

    By the time he finished practicing three thousand chops, the sky was already dark.  Compared with practicing chopping with a heavy sword in the morning, practicing chopping with a wooden sword in the afternoon is much more difficult than in the morning.  It also took a lot more time than in the morning.  Ning Ping, who was too tired and weak, dragged his steps to Meng Ben, who had already set up a bonfire. Meng Ben said with a smile: "Eat first, take a shower after eating, and then we can chat."

    "Still chatting? Now I just want to finish eating and go to bed as soon as possible." Ning Ping thought to himself.

    Fortunately, Meng Ben did not set a time limit for Ning Ping to eat. After Ning Ping was full, he drove Ning Ping into the pond.  The cold pool water gave Ning Ping a jolt of excitement, and most of his sleepiness was immediately driven away. Ning Ping simply washed himself in the pool water, went ashore, put on his clothes, and sat down by the pool again, listening to Meng Ben speak.  .

    "Hmmthe first lesson we are going to teach tonight is about the history of the development of swordsmanship." Meng Ben coughed lightly and said to Ning Ping.  This topic aroused Ning Ping's interest. Ning Ping looked at Meng Bi quietly and waited for the next step.

    Just listen to Meng Ben continue to say: "The so-called swordsmanship was first applied on the battlefield. Like many ancient martial arts, when humans were still in the era of slash and burn farming, cold weapons were the main theme on the battlefield. The earliest sword  Fa does not have many moves, only three types: splitting, stabbing, and picking. Among them, splitting is the earliest swordsmanship move. However, later, with the prosperity and growth of ancient martial arts, swordsmanship moves also became complex and diverse.  Some of them are practical, and some are just showy. In my eyes, swordsmanship is nothing more than using the simplest moves to solve the opponent. If you can solve it with one move, you will never use the second move. And the swordsmanship of this sect is very  It fits my concept.”

    "Teacher, what do you mean, those beautiful swordsmanship moves are useless?" Ning Ping couldn't help but ask.

    "You said that, I didn't." Meng Ben replied with a smile.  Hearing this, Ning Ping couldn't help but cursed: "You didn't say it, but that's what you thought in your heart."

    "Ning Ping, remember, in a life-and-death fight, your opponent will not give you a chance to show off your beautiful moves. Dealing with your opponent as quickly as possible is the only way to ensure your victory. Don't believe it.  Why is the benevolent invincible? The sect was very powerful back then, but because it was too particular about benevolence and righteousness, it was destroyed. Now, do you still hear anyone mentioning my sect?"

    "No."

    "That's it. Ning Ping, history is written by the victors. I don't ask you to do whatever it takes to win, but I don't want you to suffer accidents because of your pedantry. I hope you will treat different enemies with caution.  There are different attitudes. Okay, where were we?”

    "When it comes to swordsmanship, some moves are practical, while others are just showy."

    "Yes, and then swordsmanship began to have branches. The practical swordsmanship became the killing swordsmanship, and the showy swordsmanship became the performance swordsmanship. And as time went by, people became more and more willing to  Accept the flower stand sword technique, because compared with the murder sword technique, the flower stand sword technique is undoubtedly much more beautiful. At that time, people's lives had become richer, and they did not fight against danger when needed. It was at that time that the murder sword technique declined.  , almost disappeared. But things are unpredictable. Just when the seniors of the murderous swordsmanship felt that their future was hopeless, an opportunity appeared. Although I can’t explain that opportunity now, I can be sure that it was precisely because of that scene  Opportunities, murderous swordsmanship and other ancient martial arts that have declined have reappeared in front of people."

    “Teacher, what exactly is that opportunity you are talking about?” Ning Ping asked with a frown.

    Meng Ben shook his head when he heard this, "I don't know. I only know that the resurgence of ancient martial arts is related to the catastrophe of the previous civilization. But what catastrophe happened in the previous civilization is not something I can know. I only know that,  To this day, the Alliance still prohibits private teams from investigating and researching the previous civilization."

      After hearing what Meng Ben said, Ning Ping wisely stopped asking further questions.  Since the alliance is involved, it's better not to ask any more questions, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble to yourself.

    ……

    "Ning Ping, where do you and your companions plan to go in three months?" When he was about to go to bed, Meng Ben suddenly asked Ning Ping.

    "We haven't made a final decision yet. I think we should continue to look for partners. After all, our adventure team still has some shortcomings." Ning Ping replied casually.

    "Then when you have all the manpower, where are you going to go?" Meng Ben asked.

    “I don’t know, I’ll probably go to the Death Star Territory to have a look. After all, it’s known as a paradise for adventurers.”

    "The Death Star Territory? Hahathen you have to pay attention. There, you might even find relics left over from the previous civilization."

    "Well, let's talk about it then." Ning Ping said perfunctorily, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

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