Shen Lang put away his posture, wiped the sweat on his forehead with a towel, and went out with a smile:
"Brother Zhu, why are you here?"
Zhu Hu smiled and said:
"I came here to chat with you. When I came here, I saw you practicing boxing. When I saw your beautiful boxing, I couldn't help but screamed. I didn't disturb you, did I?"
"No, no. I had a great time chatting with Brother Zhu last night, so I just wanted to find an opportunity to chat more with you, Brother Zhu. If you want to see me, you can come over anytime. I welcome you!"
As Shen Lang said this, he invited Zhu Hu inside to drink tea.
Zhu Hu waved his hand and said with a smile:
"No, I'll just come over and take a look."
After a pause, he asked again:
"Brother Shen, you... just started practicing martial arts today?"
Yesterday Mr. Mu said that Shen Lang had no martial arts skills. With Mr. Mu's cultivation and eyesight, he would not be mistaken.
But what makes Zhu Hu strange is that if he had just started practicing martial arts today, how could Shen Lang be so proficient in boxing?
Not only does it look like there is no stiffness or sluggishness like that of a beginner, but the punches are powerful, the footwork is quick, and the moves are connected smoothly and freely. It is obvious that the strength has been found, and maybe at some point, the strength of the whole body can be integrated.
For Yiyi, he has officially entered the ninth level.
Just when I was curious and guessing, I heard Shen Lang say:
"I wish you good eyesight, brother. I have just started practicing martial arts today and am not familiar with my boxing skills. This makes me laugh.",
After hearing what he said, Zhu Hu was slightly startled and his smile became a little complicated.
Zhu Hu's family conditions are average, he has no talent in reading, and his talent in martial arts is average, and he cannot find any wise master to teach him.
He could only rely on his relationship with his cousin who was a clerk in the county government. When he was twelve years old, he entered a martial arts gym in the county to practice martial arts.
It took him a full month to master the nine-level boxing routines. It took another three months to become familiar with the feeling of exerting force in every part of the body. It took another half a year to integrate all the strength of the whole body and officially
Entering the ninth level.
And what about Shen Lang?
I just started practicing martial arts today, and I have already found my strength.
Then if he practices for a few more days, won't he be able to easily integrate all his strength and step into the ninth level?
This is a rare martial arts genius!
Thinking that Shen Lang had such talent in martial arts, Zhu Hu inevitably felt a sense of sour jealousy in his heart.
But he soon felt relieved:
He Zhu Hu is just an ordinary catcher in a small county town. There are many people in Changsheng County who are more talented than Zhu Hu, not to mention Yingzhou Prefecture, and even the entire Da Chu Kingdom. If he wants to be jealous, can he be jealous?
?
Why should you be jealous of Shen Lang, a martial arts genius who takes many years to appear in a government or even a province?
Isn’t that asking for trouble?
Feeling relieved, Zhu Hu's complexion disappeared and he smiled cheerfully:
"Brother Shen, you can't call it unfamiliar with your boxing skills. I'm not even qualified to comment, let alone laugh at it. To be honest, if Master Mu hadn't personally concluded last night that you had never practiced martial arts, I would have done it.
I thought you had been practicing martial arts for at least half a year."
"Brother Zhu, I'm overly complimentary. I'm a newbie, and I don't have any memories of the past. I don't even know if I've seen a martial artist before. I have no understanding of martial arts, so I really don't know how well I'm practicing."
"You've practiced extremely well! If you really just started practicing martial arts today, my brother would venture to say that your talent is definitely at the level of a Mu Daren. It's a pity that you didn't start practicing martial arts until now. If it had been a few years earlier, you would now be
At least you have a fifth-level cultivation level. I really don’t know what your family’s situation was before, but I didn’t send you to practice martial arts, which was a waste of several years.”
"Haha, I think it's a pity when I hear what you said, Brother Zhu. Maybe my family wanted me to study and become an official?"
Zhu Hu's praise certainly made Shen Lang happy.
However, Zhu Hu said that he was a genius on the same level as Mu Qingxue, but Shen Lang was not so convinced.
Because Zhu Hu is only a seventh-level warrior and cannot even see Mu Qingxue's moves clearly. With his vision, how can he judge a person's talent?
You must know that Mu Qingxue is only in his early twenties and is already a third-level martial artist. His future achievements may not stop at the third level. Even a first-level martial arts master has a success rate of only one in a billion, while Mu Qingxue is only a second-level one.
It's at least okay to be in the master level, right?
As for Shen Lang's martial arts talent...
Well, it all depends on the reinforcement given by the little demon to him.
And this feedback is not something you get once and for all.
Once the little demon dies, the enhancement will also disappear.
Therefore, Shen Lang still feels a little guilty about his so-called "talent".
Of course, once the kung fu is practiced, it becomes your own.
In the future, when the magical skills are fully developed, even if something unfortunate happens and Shen Lang loses one or two enhancements, the skills he has developed on himself will not be lost. At most, they will be weakened a little.
But of course Shen Lang would not allow such an eventuality or misfortune to happen.
As a time traveler with no relatives in the world, the little demon is not only a pet and a wing to him, but also his closest and most trustworthy family member.
At this time, Zhu Hu said seriously again:
"Brother Shen, although your martial arts talent is good, you are just getting started after all. And the current world is really unfriendly to low-level warriors. In recent years, firearms have become more and more common. Low-level warriors like us are not careful.
, he might be shot to death with a black gun.
"So, before you achieve great success, remember to be cautious when encountering problems, and don't push forward. In addition, you must also learn to use firearms. Although we are only low-level warriors, we have skills, quick eyesight, and quick hands. Equipped with firearms, we can shoot wherever we point.
Which is also very intimidating."
As he spoke, he put his hands on his lower back and pulled out two flintlock muskets with a swish.
He held a gun in each hand, turned the heavy flintlock musket in his hand, and performed a beautiful trick. He pointed the muzzle of the gun at the rockery in the yard, took aim and shot, and made a "Peng" sound in his mouth.
Foley.
Then he looked sideways at Shen Lang and said with a smile:
"To put it bluntly, brother, I have these two muskets in my hands. In a sudden surprise attack, even a sixth-grade warrior who is not careful will be shot to death by me. Although the loading of these muskets is a little troublesome, but when shooting
Before, it was quite a deterrent."
As a time traveler, Shen Lang would certainly not underestimate the power of firearms.
Now he said with great interest:
"Brother Zhu, can you show me these two guns?"
Zhu Hu was not stingy. He opened the lid of the primer pool and poured out the primer inside to prevent Shen Lang from accidentally misfiring, and then he handed the gun to his hand without hesitation.
"The barrel of the gun has been filled with ammunition, but the primer has been poured out and it can no longer fire. You can rest assured that it will not misfire."
Shen Lang stroked the barrel of the gun, which was thick and long enough for him to insert his thumb, then looked at the solid handle with natural patterns and asked:
"Is this gun too heavy? The barrel seems to be thicker and thicker than the long guns of the soldiers. If so, will the amount of powder be far beyond the normal level? When firing, will it be very heavy?
Difficult to control?”
Zhu Hu turned the other pistol and said with a smile:
"Brother, I asked a gunsmith to tailor this for me.
"The handle of the gun is made of century-old oak from the old forests of the Snowy Mountains in the north. The barrel of the gun is made of high-quality steel and is thickened and thickened. Of course, the charge is also excessive, and the lead is one size larger than the projectile of a long musket.
They are all 20% heavier.
"Such a short gun is indeed heavy for ordinary people, and the repulsive force of firing is also extremely strong. Ordinary people will only shoot the bullets into the sky. But this is nothing to us warriors. With the strength of our hands,
It can be easily controlled. And after shooting the bullet, you can also swing it to open the gourd...
"With the power of my two guns, let alone a sixth-grade warrior, if a fifth-grade warrior were hit by me, he would die suddenly on the spot.
"Of course, the movement skills of a fifth-level warrior are too fast and it is difficult to aim. Besides, a fifth-level warrior can also use his internal force to attack others. Unless he is bombarded with guns, a seventh-level warrior like me won't have much chance of winning in a one-on-one situation with a gun.
.
"How about it, Brother Shen is interested? Then go back to Changsheng County. I will take you to the gunsmith and ask him to tailor-make two guns for you."
"Then I'll thank Brother Zhu in advance."
Shen Lang felt that Zhu Hu was right. In an era when firearms were rampant, the lethality of low-level warriors were two different concepts, whether they had guns or not. With guns, they could kill enemies across levels, but without guns, they could only be beaten violently.
So even though the price of Zhu Hu's custom-made and refined musket made of rich materials must be quite expensive, Shen Lang still agreed.
Now he is penniless, but doesn't Mu Qingxue want to offer him a reward of "one kill in ten steps"?
With Mu Qingxue's status, he would definitely not be petty in his actions. By then, wouldn't Brother Lang be rich?