Genshin Impact: Reincarnation as a Hilichurl

The setting sun emitted a weak orange-red light, which hit Wang Chen's face and the Wentian Sword.

It was already six o'clock in the afternoon and the day's training was over. About two-thirds of the reserve members had put away their silver swords and edgeless swords and walked towards the cafeteria, preparing to enjoy a free dinner before going home.

All of a sudden, most of the training ground was empty, and the fifty recruits on the west side of the ground also withdrew on time.

None of the more than 40 people in Wang Chen's team left.

Stimulated by the double amount of training given to the holders of the Eye of God, these people wielded their swords diligently, either consciously or because they were swept up in the atmosphere.

Xiao observed Wang Chen's progress, sneered in his heart, then concentrated his attention and released a set of West Wind Sword Technique with a fluency that surpassed most people present through the cold blade.

This is Xiao's third time participating in the Knights selection.

Xiao has been weak and sickly since childhood, but his grandfather and father both dreamed of joining the Knights of Favonius, so this dream naturally continued.

Shaw's body did not become healthier through persistent exercise as in most stories, but only barely reached the level of an ordinary person.

But Xiao's grandfather and father were not dissatisfied with Xiao. Instead, they continued to encourage him, which was the reason why Xiao was able to persevere.

Before Xiao's grandfather passed away, he used his saved Mora to buy Xiao the famous cold blade of the retired adventurer Herman.

From then on, Xiao began to practice swordsmanship and embarked on the same path as his grandfather - becoming an adventurer.

However, after witnessing the cruelty of the expedition and knowing that he was powerless, Xiao became a member of the gathering army.

Even so, life in the wild still brought him different kinds of growth. Later, at the instigation of his friends, he signed up for the Knights’ selection.

During the one-month training, the physical training every morning was like hell for Xiao. Fortunately, there was a recovery potion at noon, which allowed his slightly weak body to recover quickly. In the afternoon, he had his favorite sword training, which was also tiring but not painful.

However, due to his talent and physical condition, his training results were not ideal.

At the first selection, the examiner's evaluation was that the overall performance was a bit stiff, there were obvious gaps between the movements and they were not smooth enough, and the strength in swinging the sword was too weak, so he was not suitable to join the Knights Templar.

During the second selection, the examiner's evaluation was that the movements were not natural enough and the strength was too weak, so he was not recommended to join the Knights.

Inheriting the dream from his grandfather and father, Xiao still did not give up, and this time a miracle happened - when the Wind Dragon began to become active, he obtained the Eye of God.

The cyan Eye of God was lying on the table in his room. At first Xiao wondered if someone had put it there, but when he touched it he knew it belonged to him.

The appearance of the Eye of God not only brought elemental power, but also enhanced Xiao's physical fitness, making him surpass ordinary people.

As a result, Xiao's vanity and desires began to swell, and his former friends in the gathering team were completely abandoned by him. He began to try to hunt monsters to practice his swordsmanship and elemental power, and gathered people who liked to flatter and curry favor with others to form a small group centered around himself.

Then came this selection.

He had already mastered the moves, and with the support of his new body, he was able to perform them so easily. Even without using elemental power, who among these people could compete with him in a competition of West Wind Swordsmanship?

I was in an unusually good mood today. That silly boy actually agreed to bet his sword. How about having a big meal to celebrate? Xiao thought about it and decided to practice for half an hour as usual before leaving.

When he left, he saw Wang Chen still practicing the boring basic movements, and he felt even calmer.

Wang Chen was focused and his sword became more and more skillful. With the help of his super memory, he could clearly remember where the previous sword was not smooth or standard. Then he naturally tried to correct these problems with the next sword. He even had time to compare his movements with those of the instructors.

Gradually, there were fewer and fewer people in the training ground, and finally only Irene and Wang Chen were left. It was already eight o'clock. Irene stopped training, watched Wang Chen swinging the sword for a while, and then left.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Wang Chen stopped. His arms were clearly sore, but he hadn't noticed it at all before.

He walked towards the restaurant where the lights were still on. If he couldn't get the recovery potion, he would have to suffer during the physical training tomorrow morning.

There is no recovery potion for breakfast, after all, this is all Mora.

There was a burly man sitting in the empty restaurant. Unexpectedly, the chief instructor had not left yet. He waved to Wang Chen.

"Since you agreed to compete with him, you must have some ideas. In any case, if you need help, you can tell me." The chief instructor was ready to give Wang Chen special training.

But Wang Chen just nodded gratefully and did not make any other requests.

Whatever the instructors taught was engraved in his mind. Unless he encountered any bottleneck, he would just follow them and practice. Although there were sayings like "those who learn from me live, those who imitate me die" and "no moves are better than moves", that was not something Wang Chen at his level should consider.

Who doesn’t learn by imitation at the beginning?

In the only open window of the restaurant, the chef added: "Also, the restaurant normally closes at nine o'clock, so don't come so late next time."

Wang Chen smiled awkwardly, this was causing others to work overtime.

"Okay, I'll pay attention next time."

Wang Chen took a nutritionally balanced meal that was still steaming hot, took a recovery potion first, and waited until his arm felt better before he wolfed it down.

When he left, he did not forget to greet the instructor and the chef politely.

Then, not long after, the lights in the restaurant went out.

It was a new day, and there was one more person, Wang Chen, who was practicing sword skills early in the morning.

The basic training in the morning was no different from yesterday, except that the horse stance was replaced with lunge stance.

After practicing the basic swordsmanship moves and the decomposed moves of West Wind Swordsmanship with the deputy instructor for two hours in the afternoon, it was finally time for independent training.

Wang Chen stopped practicing the basic sword moves and instead started practicing the basic footwork moves.

The sword is put back into the sheath, and sometimes the sword is bent or stepped, sometimes it turns around, or squats and turns around. These are the movements in West Wind Swordsmanship. When they are broken down one by one, they look a bit funny and people can't understand what they are doing.

Fortunately, there are many people with similar strange behaviors in the training ground.

Xiao wanted to find someone to harass Wang Chen, but after knowing that Wang Chen also had the Eye of God, his followers did not dare to come.

The red-haired young man who stood up for injustice yesterday seemed to have realized something and took this opportunity to come over and apologize to Wang Chen.

When calling the roll today, Wang Chen already knew the red-haired young man’s name—Duke.

Wang Chen just nodded slightly to Duke's apology and continued to train. Yesterday he had mastered the correct way to use the sword. Today his goal was to master the footwork of West Wind Swordsmanship.

It took two days to achieve this goal, and there were only four days left before the competition with Xiao.

Wang Chen began to combine the movements of his upper and lower body, lunging and chopping diagonally, slashing horizontally to the right, turning sideways and chopping downwards...

Although the movements were performed and the strength was there, the gaps between the movements were large. According to the assistant instructor, after mastering the first three moves, they should be completed within one second.

There are two aspects to sword swinging speed: the actual speed and the speed in the opponent's eyes.

It is true that the only martial arts that cannot be defeated is speed, but this speed refers to the speed in the opponent's eyes. To achieve this, you can either crush the opponent with real speed or use skills to make the opponent unable to react.

Speed ​​crushing is more difficult to achieve than skill, because human ability has its limits, unless one is not human, so swordsmanship does not excessively pursue actual speed.

But for novices, improving the actual speed is a clear and identifiable goal. It does not require you to crush others in speed, but you cannot be crushed by others either.

Bow step and chop diagonally, chop horizontally to the right, turn sideways and chop downwards, turn around and chop forward, lower the center of gravity and rotate the sword to sweep in all directions, bow step and chop diagonally, chop horizontally to the right, turn sideways and chop downwards...

The lower body must be stable, otherwise no matter how fancy the sword is, it won't be able to support itself, so you need to train your legs and how to exert force...

I clearly felt the force reaching the sword on the first day, so why was the connection between each sword so stiff? What was the difference between me and the instructor? Is it true that muscle memory can only be formed through a lot of training?

Swing the sword, swing the sword, swing the sword...

Wang Chen closed his eyes, calmed down, and felt the power flowing through his muscles and bones, and then transferred to the sword through his wrist.

No, the wrist is just holding the sword in place, the force should be transmitted directly through the arm.

Swing the sword, swing the sword, swing the sword...

The left foot pushes the ground, transmitting the force to the left leg and waist. The waist rotates and transmits the force to the right back and right arm, delivering a powerful and heavy blow.

If you only look at this one move, it's pretty good, but it's not enough.

Swing the sword, swing the sword, swing the sword...

The will forcibly controls every part of the body and moves on to the second move.

No, at least there should be no pauses in the first three moves. What should I do?

If it is impossible to remove the pause, can you just use the two moves as one?

The spirit, energy and soul are integrated into one, and the sword and sword moves are also integrated into it.

Swing the sword, swing the sword, swing the sword...

The first three moves of West Wind Sword Technique were performed in one go.

It succeeded. Wang Chen looked up and saw the fake starry sky above his head.

The only one left in the entire training ground was Irene, who was stimulated by Wang Chen and was still waving her sword tirelessly.

It's half past eight, there's still time.

Wang Chen put away his pocket watch and practiced the last two moves.