Chapter 124 The ruler is long and the inch is short
Zhuo Yu led a group of students in the courtyard and practiced carefully.
"Hey ha"
"Hey ha!"
Waves of mighty shouts continued, and the atmosphere was very lively.
Li Feng stood in the last corner with his arms folded, looking at this scene indifferently, a little bored.
Before he came, he actually came with high expectations, but he didn't expect that after a long time of teaching students at the Green Stone Dojo, it turned out to be like this.
This dojo mainly uses Zhuo Yu as the instructor. Based on his own understanding, he disassembles a set of sword techniques, divides them into actions, and teaches them through words and deeds.
Most of these students are civilians from Tarot City, and they choose to come to the dojo to study.
This is because the conditions for entering the dojo to study are very low.
As long as you pay the money, the dojo will accept apprentices and teach you.
The truly wealthy aristocratic children usually choose to study in colleges and universities with strong teaching staff.
Although the Green Stone Dojo is run by Nine Star Warriors, the master of the dojo rarely comes out to teach.
Because the owner was very busy, he had to send a pair of his children to teach.
The two brothers Zhuoyu Zhuoqing are both six-star warriors, less than twenty years old. With their talents, they are outstanding geniuses in the entire Tarot City.
His strength is more than enough to teach a group of civilians martial arts.
It would be difficult for civilians living in Tarot City to enter higher education institutions without connections and resources.
However, the conditions for entering the dojo to study are relatively low.
Naturally, it has become the first choice of those civilians.
Sharo Island has a population of hundreds of thousands, and nine-star warriors are stationed there. The civilians living here live a very stable life, and do not have to worry about the monsters in the waters outside the island entering the island and destroying all life.
But in this world, martial arts are highly respected, whether it is in a small place like the Zisha Islands or a large island like the Sharo Island.
Powerful martial arts has always been the pursuit of everyone.
Everyone longs to become the legendary supernatural god and control a world.
However, when practicing martial arts, talent and qualifications are very important.
Without qualifications and talents, even if you practice for ten thousand years, it will be difficult to achieve anything.
All students who come to the dojo to practice have a strong heart in their hearts.
I long to one day become an extraordinary god, fly into the sky and escape from the earth, move mountains and reclaim seas, and have eternal life.
It's a pity that more than 99% of these people's talents belong to mediocre qualifications. If they don't have some opportunities, it will be difficult to achieve anything in the future.
But it does not prevent them from pursuing their dream of martial arts.
In a chaotic world, you must always have some ability to protect yourself.
After practicing a set of sword techniques, many students were already panting from exhaustion and covered in hot sweat.
Zhuo Yu casually inserted the sword aside and said with a smile: "Everyone, how do you feel? Have you made any progress?"
"Yes!" A group of civilian students responded in unison, and a huge roar resounded over the courtyard.
Zhuo Yu nodded and said with a loud smile: "The warm-up is complete, let's talk to you about the techniques of exerting force today."
"This is the course that was completed yesterday."
After saying that, he took off his strong clothes, revealing his strong and shiny muscles, giving people a strong sense of strength, and came to the center of the open space.
The group of students around them naturally gave up a large space to Zhuo Yu.
Zhuo Yu looked around and glanced at Li Feng, who was leaning against a pillar not far away and was bored, and a trace of surprise flashed in his heart.
Then he said with a serious face: "Everyone, I explained to you yesterday that when fighting with your opponent, you must pay attention to using your shoulders, elbows, fists, weapons, legs, feet and other joints to attack the opponent flexibly."
"Only by having your feet on the earth and being as still as a mountain can you maintain your body's center of gravity."
"Speed, strength, and reaction ability are all three aspects that are indispensable."
The surrounding students listened carefully, and some female students simply took out graphite and carefully wrote down the key points.
Zhuo Yu continued, "The so-called martial arts in the world are fast and unbreakable."
"If you are fast, you can attack your opponent one step faster, and you can also hide and escape."
"If you are not fast, you will easily become a target for your opponents."
"When encountering danger, you must learn to strike first and defeat the enemy with one move."
Li Feng folded his arms, silently listening to Zhuo Yu's lecture, and couldn't help but nod secretly.
Although this Zhuo Yu is not very strong, he is very experienced in teaching, one after another.
No wonder it attracts so many students, it doesn’t seem to be a waste of money.
Zhuo Yu looked around and said loudly: "Is there any student who can come out and give a demonstration?"
"I'll do it!" A tall man walked out of the crowd. He looked very powerful, much taller than Zhuo Yu.
Zhuo Yu looked at the other party with a smile: "Yan Jun, it's you, you have the guts."
"You and I will discuss each other, and that's it."
The tall young man named Yan Jun had a fierce look on his face, stared at his eyes and shouted: "Come on."
"You strike first, if I strike, you will fall to the ground." Zhuo Yu joked.
Yan Jun roared angrily: "Huh, Senior Brother Zhuo Yu, how dare you underestimate me."
As he said that, he punched the door in front of Zhuo Yu like lightning.
Zhuo Yu swayed and quickly dodged the punch. At the same time, his palm reached out like lightning, grabbed the opponent's wrist, and twisted it hard.
"Crack!" There was only a slight crisp sound, and Yan Jun was instantly restrained, causing tears to flow from his eyes.
"Ah, ah, it hurts so much. It's about to break. Brother, please stop." The tall man immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.
Zhuo Yu smiled slightly and quickly let go. The tall boy's painful look disappeared in an instant, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay, senior brother is mighty."
"It's really powerful. You can defeat the enemy with one move."
"I wish I were half as good as my senior brother."
When the surrounding students saw this scene, they couldn't help but applaud and cheer, their faces full of excitement.
"Okay, in close combat, it's important to strike first and defeat the enemy with one move. Everyone understands this key point."
"If I had hit him with my knee just now, Yan Jun would have been seriously injured." Zhuo Yu glanced around with a smile, and his whole body was in high spirits.
Li Feng was not far away, looking at this scene calmly, shaking his head and laughing.
"Okay, next, I will explain the knife skills to you." Zhuo Yu cleared his throat and continued.
"Everyone has been learning the Gust Sword Technique for a while, so they should be comfortable with it."
"This set of sword skills has a total of thirty-six moves, one sword after another, and when used, it is as fast and violent as a strong wind."
"Many demon hunters have practiced this set of sword techniques."
When the students around him heard this, their eyes could not help but light up.
Demon hunters have all practiced the violent wind sword technique, and it seems that this sword technique is more powerful than they imagined.
Most of these students are from civilian backgrounds. Although their qualifications are mediocre, they also yearn for an adventurous life on the sea.
For example, the rumored demon hunters are all warriors, and almost every demon hunter has the strength of a six-star warrior.
Holding a sword and wearing a battle armor, you enter the dangerous sea area, shuttle between major islands, hunt monsters and scale people, and walk on the edge of life and death. Not only do you make a lot of money, but you also open up a living space for mankind and make great achievements.
contribute.
However, becoming a demon hunter requires very high levels of strength.
Merely reaching the six-star warrior level in terms of personal strength has already blocked out most warriors.
And not to mention, before entering the Demon Hunting Club, you have to take a practical assessment.
In the actual combat assessment, warriors took weapons and entered an island full of ferocious beasts to fight at close quarters with those brutal and ferocious monsters.
In that dangerous environment, if a warrior is not careful, he may break his legs or feet. If he is not strong enough, he may become the prey of a monster.
Although becoming a demon hunter is difficult and dangerous.
But that doesn't stop those passionate warriors from joining the Demon Hunting Club at all.
In this chaotic world, if you want to stand out, honor your ancestors, and win the favor of girls, you must possess powerful force.
Powerful force can conquer everything, including wealth, power, status, and honor.
Students enter the dojo to study with the idea that they can quickly improve their strength, participate in the assessment, and become a member of the demon hunters.
Wander around on the sea, kill monsters, make a lot of money, build achievements, and make great achievements for mankind.
For ordinary people living on the sea of stars, almost everyone has been instilled with this idea since they were born.
Unfortunately, there are only a very small number of people who can do this.
Zhuo Yu picked up the sword again and stood in the crowd, his piercing eyes instantly became sharp, and he exuded a fierce aura.
"brush!"
The body suddenly stepped forward and swung the sword forward.
The sword light flashed through the air, drawing a beautiful arc in an instant.
As soon as the soles of his feet turned, he swung out the second and third swords in succession.
Brush! Brush! Brush!
The cold light shone, and the sword shadow was heavy, like a strong wind sweeping away, and the sharp sword energy continued to spread in all directions.
When the surrounding students saw this scene, their faces turned pale with fright, and they kept retreating, fearing that the terrible sword light would hit them.
Zhuo Yu's body is like a swimming dragon, his steps are graceful, and he moves quickly within a radius of ten meters.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Afterimages appeared one after another, and the pace seemed messy, but in fact it was very erratic and flexible.
The students all opened their eyes wide and watched this scene with concentration, for fear of missing some detail. Their young faces were full of admiration and awe.
After completing the entire set of sword skills, Zhuo Yu's domineering eyes contained a hint of murderous intent, and then he stood up with his sword put away, his whole body covered in sweat.
At this time, his sister Zhuo Qing came over and handed him a towel.
Zhuo Yu took it, smiled knowingly, and began to wipe the sweat off his body.
Li Feng watched Zhuo Yu practice his sword skills, and his eyes suddenly flashed with surprise.
This Zhuoyu's qualifications are mediocre. I didn't expect him to be so skilled in swordsmanship. He does have some momentum, but I don't know how powerful he will be in a real fight.
It seemed that Master Zhuo Yan taught him strictly every day.
"Everyone has seen the violent wind sword technique clearly." Zhuo Yu looked around, showing his white teeth and smiling brightly.
"Saw it!"
"Amazing."
"Senior Brother Zhuo Yu, I want to learn from you."
Many people in the crowd of onlookers were cheering and seemed very excited.
From Li Feng's perspective, Zhuo Yu's martial arts talent was indeed average, but his understanding of sword techniques was very insightful.
Moreover, the training method is full of aura, and with his eloquent mouth, he can talk about the key points everywhere.
Not to mention how much strength it can increase for these civilian students, it can at least give them a deeper understanding of sword techniques.
"The body is the foundation, the source of strength."
"The stronger the strength, the more powerful the sword technique is." Zhuo Yu said loudly, his eyes showing a blazing heat on the sword in his hand.
A short male student asked: "Senior Brother Zhuo Yu, didn't you say before that there are three things to pay attention to in swordsmanship: speed, ruthlessness and accuracy?"
"Indeed, swordsmanship requires three things: speed, ruthlessness, and accuracy." Zhuo Yu nodded and glanced at the other party appreciatively.
So he added: "If you are not strong enough, what if you hit the opponent with one knife?"
"For the truly strong, their muscles and skin are harder than gold and stone. Even if you hit them, it will be useless."
"You must remember that just because you are fast with a knife, it does not mean you are very powerful."
"If the opponent's physical defense is high, does it make sense to stand and let you chop ten times or a hundred times?"
"Maybe, someone can smash your internal organs with just one punch."
When the surrounding students heard this, they were suddenly enlightened.
Zhuo Yu continued: "I have always emphasized that we should spend more time improving our physical strength."
"I just want to tell you that the body is the foundation and strength is the source."
"Strong body, fast speed, high reaction, and combined with the sword technique, can complement each other to maximize the power of the sword technique."
In the crowd, another girl spoke: "Senior Brother Zhuo Yu, as far as you are concerned, since the body is the foundation, strength is the source."
"Then why do we still need to learn sword skills?"
Zhuo Yu looked at the girl with freckles and said with a smile: "You are right. Indeed, if you are strong, you do not need to learn sword skills."
"But a ruler is longer and an inch is shorter."
"Whether it's physical strength or sword skills, they all have their own advantages."
"This involves a very important issue, such as force exertion techniques."
"We have strong physical strength. When fighting with our opponents, our skills are nothing more than punching or sweeping and kicking."
"But the physical power can be used through various methods of chopping, cutting, stabbing, and cutting through sword skills. In this way, the lethality is stronger and more unpredictable. If you want to kill with one knife, it will be easy."
"There are some magical weapons in the legend that can cut iron like clay and blow hair into pieces."
"Tell me, are there any advantages to practicing sword skills?"
Hearing what Senior Brother Zhuo Yu said, many students' eyes suddenly lit up.
Weapons are the second life of a warrior.
Being physically strong has advantages and disadvantages.
The same goes for knife skills.
You must learn to use your strengths and avoid weaknesses, complement each other, and maximize your advantages. This is the purpose of learning knife skills.
Li Feng stood behind, and when he heard these words, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Zhuo Yu's lectures were very clear and to the point, and he was worthy of being the child of Master Zhuo Yan, a nine-star warrior.
He has a very high opinion on practicing knife skills.
It seems that Master Zhuoyan teaches his children a lot on weekdays.
Now that I think about it, coming to the Green Stone Dojo is not in vain.
At least after listening to Zhuo Yu's words, Li Feng was greatly touched and realized a lot in his heart.
"Okay, that's it for today's lesson. You can practice sword fighting on your own." Zhuo Yu put the sword aside and drank from the bamboo water cup handed over by his sister.
"Senior Brother Zhuoyu, thank you for your hard work."
"Okay, we will practice hard."
“Senior Brother’s words today were eye-opening and not in vain.”
After the students finished Zhuo Yu's course, many of them understood it. One by one, they began to take out the wooden swords from the knife rest, and began to choose opponents and compete with each other.
After a while, the spacious courtyard became chaotic.
Many students have found friends they know well to compete one-on-one.
Both sides held swords in their hands and rushed towards each other quickly, slashing wildly.
The sword techniques used by everyone were all the violent wind sword techniques taught by Zhuo Yu.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!...
Scenes like this could be seen everywhere in the courtyard. The sound of fighting continued and exploded, and the sound of swords clashing came again and again. It was extremely harsh and noisy, and the whole courtyard was ablaze.
Only Li Feng stood on one foot in the courtyard with his arms folded, watching this scene boredly, with no intention of taking action.
He is very aware of his own strength. Most of the people in this dojo are below three-star warriors, which is not enough.
The people who can be his opponents, except for the two brothers Zhuoyu Zhuoqing, others are not opponents at all.
Besides him, there was another person sitting lazily aside, yawning and looking at this scene, looking a little listless.
This person is none other than Nan Huaijin, the cool young man Li Feng had met before.
Ding Zhuang is holding a wooden sword and competing with an opponent.
His opponent was a young man with a strong build and tiger fangs at the corners of his mouth.
The man was holding a sword in his hand, as if he was crazy, and struck at Ding Zhuang like a gust of wind and rain.
Ding Zhuang was beaten to the point where he was defeated, and his wrists and face were covered with blood marks.
"Haha, come again." The tiger-tooth boy clearly had the upper hand, but he refused to give up at all. He held the sword and struck Ding Zhuang one after another.
Ding Zhuang held a sword in his hand and dodged with long strides. He kept retreating and was forced back into the corner step by step by his opponent.
"Let's see where you're going." The tiger-tooth boy flew into the air and struck Ding Zhuang with his sword. The heavy force directly broke the sword in his hand into two pieces.
"I admit defeat." Ding Zhuang, who was forced to have no way out, surrendered directly.
Who would have expected that the tiger-toothed boy roared: "You bastard, who asked you to surrender?"
Ding Zhuang's face turned pale, and he couldn't stand the opponent's relentless pursuit, so he quickly begged for mercy: "Don't fight, don't fight, why don't I just admit defeat?"
"It's impossible to admit defeat. Just stand here and don't try to escape." The Huya boy clearly had an absolute advantage, and Ding Zhuang even shouted to surrender, but he still refused to give up.
This made many people around him frown.
Students who are familiar with this Huya boy know that Ou Jin, this lunatic, has started to lose his temper for no reason again.