Li Yao washed up early, went downstairs, and greeted Chen Xi, who had finished cleaning and was practicing her sword outside.
Then Li Yao sat beneath the parasol, holding a thermos and waiting for Old Man Lu to come over.
After a while,
Old Man Lu came over from next door. He nodded amiably at Chen Xi, but his expression immediately turned cold when he saw Li Yao. "Didn't you watch Chen Xi practice her swordsmanship before? You'll start with the Cleaving Sword Stance too." Since he had agreed to teach, he would teach seriously. He would not do something so disgraceful as favoring one over the other or holding back.
Li Yao: "..."
I'm a fucking mage! Was Old Man Lu going to force his path as a mage off course? Was he going to turn into a "Gandalf-type Mage" who "put all his attribute points into Strength and Agility, with whatever remained going into Constitution; used a sword as his main weapon and kept a wand tucked into his belt as a secondary weapon; chose Charge, Triple Slash, and Blade Storm as skills; and only learned Light as a spell"? The Magic Association did indeed have oddballs like that, and they called themselves "Magic Swordsmen."
But wasn't that fucking pointless? Why wave a sword around for half a day when a single Disintegration or Mystic Eyes of Death Perception Ray could solve the problem? Wasn't that just showing off before a fight? And no matter how strong your sword aura was, it still seemed a little lacking before Greater Disintegration... As for Constitution, he had already been taking Vitality Potions every day and cultivating the Qi Refining Technique. His body was in fantastic shape now.
He could eat anything with gusto!
So swordsmanship was honestly a bit redundant.