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Ch 182: Practicing Martial Arts1

Su Xiaolu was dumbfounded...

This didn't look simple at all.

After demonstrating, Gui You jumped down and said, "This is what you will practice every day. Go up and try it. You're still too young to do a finger stand. I won't make things difficult for you, so you'll practice standing on one foot first."

Su Xiaolu looked at Gui You and asked, "Master Gui You, my master said that I'm learning sword techniques."

This did not seem to have anything to do with learning swordsmanship.

Gui You looked at Su Xiaolu and sized her up. "Your foundation is too weak. You can't hold a sword yet. You can't learn sword techniques well without a good foundation."

"Change the foot every fifteen minutes. Today, You'll practice for six hours. If you ask again, it'll be eight hours. According to the rules of my sect, I have to teach you after taking in a disciple. If you don't learn, I can only kill you and take in a new disciple again."

Gui You's expression was serious. He did not treat Su Xiaolu as a child at all. He spoke the cruel truth directly.

Su Xiaolu's heart skipped a beat. Gui You didn't seem to be lying.

She had medical skills now, but she was no faster than his sword.

Su Xiaolu understood that her good days were over.

Six hours a day meant six hours a day, no excuses.

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It was too late to regret becoming his disciple now. Su Xiaolu resigned herself to fate and went up the first stake.

She raised her right foot and raised both hands flat.

Gui You was very satisfied. He said, "There are a total of 51 large pillars here. You can change one pillar every fifteen minutes until you have stood on each pillar. Only then can you rest. When you are standing, you can practice the mental cultivation techniques."

Su Xiaolu nodded. It must be hard to practice martial arts. She just didn't expect it to be so hard. She had already gotten herself into this. It was too late to regret it now.

Su Xiaolu stood on a pillar and Gui You went to retrieve his sword. He practiced his sword techniques in the courtyard.

Su Xiaolu's attention was immediately attracted.

Gui You's swordsmanship was superb. When his sword turned, Su Xiaolu could not see it.

She only heard the sound of air being cut by a sharp blade.

That was amazing. Su Xiaolu's blood was boiling.

It was as if she had seen her future self.

This made her ignore her quickly numbing feet.

Unfortunately, after practicing for an hour, Gui You went to rest.

Su Xiaolu's legs were already numb. She could only grit her teeth and persist.

She changed her feet once every seven minutes. She couldn't even remember how many times she changed them. She just changed them one by one, as the number of big pillars dwindled.

She had circulated the mental cultivation techniques countless times.

When she went down the last column, both feet seemed to have turned to wood.