Chapter 91: Practicing Darts Internal Skills and Mental Techniques
Chapter 91: Practicing dart internal skills and mental techniques
Zhihao did not do this. Zhihao felt that this seemed disrespectful to Rouyu. Zhihao looked at Rouyu and continued, "Zhihao was thinking that a girl with your background, the eldest daughter of the Long family... Rouyu
, can still listen to my words and let a small bodyguard run around, there is only one explanation, and that is trust in Zhihao, absolute trust."
"It's a matter of life and death. If I don't trust you, who can I trust?" Rouyu said softly. Zhihao knew that Rouyu's words were a sign of her strong character. It was obvious that she was like this, but she didn't want to express it.
Girls are so difficult to figure out, Zhihao sighed secretly. Sometimes the emotions and sorrows are written on her face, but sometimes she is silent, so you don't know what she is thinking in her weak heart. Zhihao didn't care about her and continued.
, "Since Rouyu trusts Zhihao, then Zhihao should try his best to protect Rouyu's safety."
"Then I will be good and listen to you from now on." Rouyu suddenly became a little more supple.
"This is called cooperative action." Zhihao corrected with a smile.
"Okay, okay, let's cooperate." Rouyu winked and shook Zhihao's arm, causing Zhihao to frown slightly.
"Why..., does the wound still hurt?" Rouyu asked with concern.
"No...it's okay." Zhihao smiled, pretending to be relaxed, and gently pushed Rouyu's arm towards him.
"No, let me see." Rouyu couldn't help but said, taking off Zhihao's coat and shirt, and untied the gauze. The blood scab had completely solidified, but a little blood seeped out from the edge.
"Look at you, you're bleeding, and you still say it doesn't hurt. You blame me for shaking your arm." Rouyu smiled, blaming herself secretly.
"It's really okay. It'll be fine in two days." Zhihao smiled easily.
"The recovery is really fast, it only took two days to heal." Rouyu praised in a low voice, while finding new gauze and bandaging Zhihao carefully.
When dinner time came, Rouyu went to the kitchen in person, which moved Zhihao very much.
Rouyu is Mr. Long's daughter. Although Rouyu won't let Zhihao call her Miss Long anymore, Zhihao still admires Miss Long in his heart. It's really not easy for the pampered daughter to cook for him.
Rouyu's food was very delicious, which made Zhihao very happy and comfortable. Looking at Rouyu's shopping in the supermarket, Zhihao realized that Rouyu had bought the food for dinner, and he secretly appreciated it in his heart.
Rouyu. It’s just that Rouyu’s style when buying clothes makes Zhihao dare not compliment her. Zhihao himself would definitely not be able to afford it and would not be willing to spend like this.
After dinner, Rouyu took a shower, changed out of the new clothes she was wearing, and put on another set. She washed the new clothes that she had worn for less than half a day, and also washed Zhihao's clothes.
Zhihao smiled shyly, "I don't have any clothes to change."
Rouyu rummaged through the cabinet again and finally found a large pajama. Zhihao had worn this pajama before, and it seemed to have her own faint body odor on it. But she didn't want to wear it today because Zhihao already knew that this pajama had been worn by Liu Yucheng.
, Zhihao felt very awkward when he saw it.
It seems as if I am eating other people's leftovers. A man's psychology is also unpredictable sometimes.
Rouyu insisted on washing Zhihao's clothes, but Rouyu couldn't resist, so Zhihao had no choice but to agree.
Zhihao went into the bathroom to change clothes. There was a faint feminine fragrance in the bathroom, which made Zhihao's heart beat. Zhihao thought of all the fun Yuting had with him, and he was in a daze. Rouyu was there.
Outside, Zhihao was urged to hurry up, but Zhihao shouted, "I want to take a shower." He wrapped himself tightly in thick pajamas and slipped out quietly.
At this point, Zhihao is still conscious. Rouyu washes his clothes and cannot offend Miss Long's kindness, but he must wash his underwear by himself. She is still a girl.
What does it mean to ask a girl to wash your underwear?
Seeing Zhihao come out, Rouyu complained, "The injury is not healed yet, how can I take a bath?"
Zhihao smiled and said, "It doesn't matter."
"It doesn't matter. You are such an adult and you are not obedient at all." Rouyu said something that made her laugh, and Zhihao also laughed.
Inevitably, Rouyu scolded her a few more times. Zhihao was very obedient, held up his arm, and asked Rouyu to bandage it carefully.
Next, Rouyu washed Zhihao's clothes, and Zhihao did not dare to stop him. Rouyu took out the things in Zhihao's pocket, looked at a few darts and asked Zhihao, "Why are you carrying this?"
Zhihao smiled slightly and said, "It has its own magical effects."
Rouyu ignored Zhihao and went into the bathroom to wash clothes.
Zhihao was idle and looked around from the window. If there was nothing unusual, he held up the dart and looked at it carefully. The dart was indeed very delicate, small, smooth and sharp. Zhihao got interested and found a wooden board to stand on.
In the corner of the living room, he waved his hand and the dart hit the wooden board with a crisp "clang" sound and landed on the floor.
Zhihao was not discouraged. He tried several times but was still not satisfied. Why can people make darts so magical? Wrist strength or some kind of skill?
Zhihao tried several times, but it was still the same, feeling a little downcast. Was he using the wrong strength, or...?
Zhihao thought for a while and suddenly remembered a few sentences from "Internal Skills and Heart Methods", "... When the heart is there and the intention is there, the energy and strength will be there, and everything will be invincible, and nothing will be broken..." Yes, why not
How do you apply your cultivation during this period to this aspect?
The practice during this period of time has shown great results. From time to time, there are many strange energies in the body that I can't even understand, which often help me save myself from danger at critical moments.
Zhihao slowly concentrated his thoughts, imagining that there was superhuman strength on his wrist, and the strength was concentrated between his fingers, penetrating through the tip of the dart, and he felt that his arm was warm, as if there was endless power... Zhihao's wrist
With a slight movement, the dart in his hand came out.
Zhihao stared closely at the dart that came out of his hand.
A bright black light flashed, and Zhihao himself didn't even think about it. The dart flew straight over and stably inserted into the board in a straight line. It did not tremble or tremble. It penetrated half an inch into the board and almost nailed it through. Zhihao felt strange.
, looking at his hand, there is nothing magical about it. He tried to throw another dart, but missed, and it was a flat shot again.
Zhihao was secretly surprised, and concentrated his thoughts again. When he felt a faint feeling in his hand, he threw out another dart, and the dart was firmly nailed to the wooden board.
Zhihao nodded, it seemed that with the addition of his thoughts, he could hit the target without missing a beat.
Zhihao was secretly happy. He took advantage of the feeling in his hand and took the time to practice hard. Later, as long as his mind moved, he could hit the target steadily, hit wherever he pointed, and hit the target with perfect accuracy.
The ecstasy in Zhihao's heart could not be expressed in words. The feeling in his hand was getting better and better, and he was gradually able to move and retract it freely. With a little more force, he actually penetrated the board. Looking at the board again, it had been
Nailed like a honeycomb, in tatters.
Rou Yu finished washing her clothes and just came out of the bathroom. She watched Zhihao playing darts and came over to watch. Zhihao wanted to show off his skills in front of Rou Yu, so he found a pen, turned the board over, and drew a small circle.
"Let me show you how good my darts skills are?"
"Okay." Rouyu looked very excited, "Let me see if I can hit it."
Zhihao smiled slightly, set up the plank, and retreated to the base of the wall. He stretched his arms slowly, and with a slight exertion, a black light flashed, hitting the center of the circle.
