Zhang Xiaohua was delighted, knowing that he had found the right path, so he practiced by the moonlight.
Once he learned the second change, he displayed the first change again, and so on, as if Mr. Yu had taught him the left-handed sword.
**Nothing to say, the next day, Zhang Xiaohua still started with the One Hundred Single Incomplete Fists, and practiced the two changes of sword skills, waiting for Mr. Yu's arrival, but waited for a moment, no one came, so Zhang Xiaohua didn't wait any longer.
After ** rest, Zhang Xiaohua's right hand had recovered and was no longer sore, so he picked up the tree branch again, reciting the changes of the sword skills in his mind like before, and began to perform the second change at a certain speed. Strangely enough, after ** rest overnight, he could barely perform the change that he couldn't complete yesterday morning. Although it wasn't as smooth as clouds and flowing water, he had learned it after all.
