"Hand, steady!"
Lin Zhen Nan casually lifted his arm, the spear shaft in his hand knocking not too lightly nor heavily against Lin Su's wrist, and then he resud the sa posture as Lin Su, squatting in a horse stance, one hand behind his back, the other raising the end of the spear shaft so the entire spear remained horizontal.
"Weapons are extensions of the body," Lin Zhen Nan said solemnly. "Therefore, to master spear techniques, the first step is to stabilize, to make the spear in your hand a part of your body."
"Only when stillness and motion follow the heart can the spear strike and defeat the enemy!"
Lin Zhen Nan's voice was firm and powerful, his breath deep in his dantian. Even as he spoke, the spear in his hand did not tremble at all, its tip as if nailed into the void.
By contrast, standing beside Lin Zhen Nan, Lin Su, although trying his best to control the spear in his hand, for so reason, the spear tip trembled even more violently due to his excessive force.
"You're putting too much conscious effort," Lin Zhen Nan spotted Lin Su's problem at a glance. "Imagine the spear as a part of your body, ta it, instead of forcing it to submit!"
His voice paused slightly, then he glanced at Qiuqiu practicing the Frost Silence Storm not far away in a specially designated open space, dancing lightly in the air from ti to ti, attracting quite a few onlooking Lin Family disciples who were resting during their training. "Or rather, think of the spear as your beast, and treat it the way a Beast Tar would treat their beloved creature!"
Think of the spear as a pet beast?
Lin Su, who initially had no clue how to control the spear in his hands, felt as if a light had co on, seeming to have found so feeling.
Body Refining Realm, as the first stage of martial arts cultivation, although only comparable to a juvenile-stage beast, is capable of resisting supernatural forces with human strength and should not be underestimated.
The biggest problem for Lin Su at the mont was actually the inability to control the power within his body, like a three-year-old child wielding a hamr, able only to use a tiny part of his strength relying on muscle mory, while most of his power was inaccessible due to forgotten experiences.
The control over power previously ntioned by his father was a common term for martial artists, but to Lin Su, it seed abstract and difficult to grasp.
But now Lin Zhen Nan had used a different comparison, one Lin Su was more familiar with, that of a Beast Tar, and suddenly Lin Su felt an epiphany.
He stared intently at the spear in his hands, lost in thought.
How does a Beast Tar treat their creature?
Communication, understanding, encouragent.
Now, he had to apply the sa approach to the speechless weapon in his hands, but how?
What would a spear think about?
Lin Su silently mumbled to himself, subconsciously channeling a stream of power from the Beast Taming Space into his spear, carefully feeling every aspect of the spear in his hands.
This spear wasn't one of those standard-forged iron spears casually placed on the weapon racks at the edge of the training field for disciples' daily practice, its dark silver blade exuding an intimidating chill, the shaft made of dark tal as the main body, intertwined with faint blue patterns on the surface to increase grip friction while also significantly enhancing the aesthetic of the spear.
At this mont, every inch of the structure and every quiver of this spear nad 'Specter,' specially forged for Lin Su by a renowned master craftsman from Yongnan City on Lin Zhen Nan's commission, beca crystal clear under his perception.
Was this Specter's way of responding to him?
Lin Su wasn't sure, but it seed that he had found a way to stabilize the spear in his hand.
His hand, which had been gripping the shaft so tightly that his veins stood out, gradually relaxed its grip. There was still force applied, but this ti it felt much more natural.
As a result, Specter, which had been trembling nonstop, seed to have been tad, slowly becoming more obedient. Although it still couldn't match Lin Zhen Nan's rock-steady hold, the frequency of the tremors had already greatly improved from before.
"Good!" Lin Zhen Nan's eyes showed a bit more satisfaction, and he was quite surprised that his son managed to do this so quickly, but then he easily ca to terms with it.
After all, this was his son, the scion of the Thunderous Spear Technique; it was only natural for him to be gifted in spear arts!
"Hold on for an hour," leaving these words behind, Lin Zhen Nan withdrew his spear and casually walked away, and soon thunders of reprimand echoed across the training field.
"Lin Ye, the preliminaries are upon us, and you still dare to slack off? Co, let your uncle spar with you!"
In the background, one could vaguely hear Lin Ye's pleas for rcy and the laughter of the surrounding onlookers.
Without paying attention to everything happening around him, Lin Su imrsed his mind in the insights he had just experienced.
The feedback he got from channeling a trace of power from the Beast Taming Space into the spear was sowhat similar to the telepathy in the Guardian Beast Contract, but it was more vague.
Feeling each tremor transmitted by the spear, Lin Su kept adjusting his way of applying force, striving to achieve the most harmonious state with the Specter.
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Gradually, he beca engrossed in the experience, even indulging in a sense of emptiness akin to ditation.
Only when Lin Zhen Nan approached him again to tell him that an hour had passed did Lin Su snap out of it, retracting the Specter and rubbing his now sore arm.
"You did well," Lin Zhen Nan said with a trace of pride on his face. Although he hadn't stayed by Lin Su's side, as a Sky Soaring Realm powerhouse, he could effortlessly extend his senses over Lin Su's location, so he was clear about everything that Lin Su had done in the past hour.
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