"Practice the blade by starting with moves and forms. Once you've mastered the forms, try using them as your instincts dictate, and hone them through actual combat."
"What matters most is perseverance. If you truly want to practice martial arts, you absolutely cannot be half-hearted."
"Brother Mu, I know."
Xu Yuan nodded vigorously. The longing in his eyes seemed to show just how sincere he was.
Chu Mu nodded. His arm trembled, and the blade rose. A feeling of wielding a saber utterly different from before surged into his heart.
Chu Mu raised his brows, a hint of astonishment plainly appearing between them.
After practicing for only a brief moment, his strength had actually increased so noticeably! Before, he could clearly sense that his force was insufficient. Now, this nearly ten-pound saber felt perfectly balanced in his hand, without the slightest sense of lacking strength.
"Good!"
Chu Mu laughed loudly. Although it was only a slight increase in force, even this small improvement brought about a change as vast as heaven and earth.
After all, his force had previously been insufficient, to the point that he could not perfectly control even the weight of the saber in his hand.
The slightest difference in actual combat could mean the difference between life and death! Now that this shortcoming had been made up for, his battle prowess would inevitably leap forward exponentially!
Chu Mu was clearly in excellent spirits. He flourished an utterly ordinary Basic Blade Style before Xu Yuan, its flashes of saber light carrying a hint of ferocity that left Xu Yuan unable to look away.
After completing a set of blade forms, some of the exhilaration in Chu Mu's heart faded. He slowed his movements slightly, explaining each move as he performed it.
Although Chu Mu himself had not