Seeing Jue Wuya meditating, Qin Ming didn't bother him, just sat on the rock and watched.

Suddenly, Jue Wuya stood up, raised the rapier lightly, and swung it down slowly.

This is a move from the sword technique, not a move from the sword technique, because the move mentioned in the sword technique is as fast as lightning, but Wuya's move is as slow as a snail.

One sword after another, fast and slow, Jue Wuya practiced like this.

Qin Ming watched carefully from the side, and had to say that Jue Wuya's talent was outstanding, but after simple guidance, he seemed to have comprehended it.

Suddenly, Jue Wuya suddenly accelerated the speed of the sword, getting faster and faster, more and more urgent, one sword after another, and practiced the whole Qingxin swordsmanship.

He also randomly interspersed with drills, not limited to the moves on the sword, and came as he wanted.

Qin Ming pulled up a blade of grass, channeled his spiritual energy, and threw the sword at Jue Wuya.

"Boom!" Jue Wuya's swordsmanship suddenly changed its course, and a sword stabbed towards the grass, smashing the grass to pieces on the spot.

After clapping his hands, Qin Ming smiled and said, "That's right, this is power, but you're just getting started, and when you fully understand it, the power will become even stronger."

"Thank you for your help!" Jue Wuya cupped his hands.

If it weren't for the grass that Qin Ming threw just now, it would be impossible for him to comprehend the situation so quickly.

"Let's practice!" Qin Ming laughed, "Use a thin sword!"

"Okay!" Jue Wuya happily handed Qin Ming a thin sword, ready to practice duel.

"Are you ready?" Qin Ming said.

"Okay!" Jue Wuya's eyes narrowed.

Qin Ming's swordsmanship is much better than his. Practicing swords with himself is completely helping himself.

"Shua!" Qin Ming played a sword flower, stabbing towards Jue Wuya with a sword, followed by overwhelming coercion, making it impossible for Jue Wuya to avoid it.

Juewuya struck back with lightning, blocked the lightning-like blow, and then swung the rapier towards Qin Ming's arm.

The rapier attacked Qin Ming's arm like a snake, and its trajectory was in an arc, erratic.

Potential!

Qin Mingyong made a swipe in front of him, as if setting up a barrier, and he was instantly repelled by the sword like a snake.

"This is Shi?" Jue Wuya stood with his sword back, recalling the sword that Qin Ming had just unleashed.

That sword wasn't fast, but it was this unpleasant sword that blocked his strongest stab with the first attack.

Just like his sword, it is inevitable to attack Qin Mingjian proactively.

"I understand!" Jue Wuya nodded and said, "Qin Ming, thank you, I have found the way to go in the future.

So it's not that my sword is not fast enough, but that my sword has no intention, and a sword without intention, no matter how fast it is, it is just a dead sword!

"Now that I have understood the sword power, as long as I practice along this path, it will be unimpeded." Jue Wuya said with a smile.

Qin Ming nodded, and returned the rapier to Jue Wuya.

Jue Wuya put away the rapier and said, "During your absence, I thoroughly searched the valley and found a monster. You must be interested!"

"Oh?" Qin Ming looked at Jue Wuya in surprise.

"Chasing the skylark! I found the chasing skylark in a cave." Jue Wuya laughed.

"Chasing the Skylark? You found the Chasing the Skylark?" Qin Ming was pleasantly surprised.

Skylark is a second-level magical beast. It is extremely fast and can fly. It is not easy to catch it. How lucky is it to catch a Skylark?

Unexpectedly, there are such precious monsters in this valley.

Qin Ming wanted to get some skylarks a long time ago, but skylarks are the treasures of the major forces, and it is possible to get a few of them, but how many are enough to make a difference?