The lights flickered, and the scarred Zhao Kang did not fall asleep. The scars visible to the naked eye were repaired on his naked upper body.
In addition to those old wounds, there were four more claw wounds, two palm wounds, and multiple dents.
This was a wound inflicted by Wu Tianhu with his fist. His force was very clever, which not only caused Zhao Kang to suffer the pain of his flesh and blood, but also did not hurt his muscles and veins, but the pain was real.
Looking at the flickering candlelight, only at this moment did Zhao Kang realize how naive he had been before.
I thought that I had been initiated and taught the skills by Ye Hongxue, and that I had practiced the Xuanhuang Skills of the No. 1 person in the Prospect Nation for a century. In addition, I had been practicing diligently with the basic tips given by Wu Rulong.
In this way, even if it is slightly inferior to those famous masters in the world.
But he should be considered a master, right?
But no one expected that reality would give him a painful blow, especially after the competition ended, Zhao Kang asked Wu Tianhu how much strength he had used.
Wu Tianhu looked strange at that time, and the answer he gave was a bit difficult for Zhao Kang to accept.
Fifth grade middle level!
He is currently at the lower level of the fourth level. Compared to the middle level of the fifth level, the opponent used his cultivation level which is two levels lower than that of the middle level to beat him to the point where he was unable to fight back.
The gap between people can be so big!
With a bitter smile, he picked up the wick with tweezers to make the light burn more intensely.
Zhao Kang put his hands together and said that he was defeated by Wu Tianhu. He had no grudges in his heart. What made him uncomfortable was Wu Tianhu's words.
Ye Hongxue trusted someone else.
That woman gave up the No. 1 position in the world that she always regarded as her treasure for herself.
But I didn't expect that I would be so bad at this. This martial arts training is really not an easy task.
The lights illuminated the figures, swaying slightly.
A joking laugh interrupted Zhao Kang's silence.
"Boy, are you still confused?"
Looking up, Wu Tianhu was standing by the window, holding a wine gourd and taking a sip happily. The moon was on his upper left.
A round moon, a pot of wine.
Zhao Kang was quite envious of the Jianghu aura that came to him.
He smiled helplessly: "If you lose so miserably, you have to reflect on it, right?"
"It's time to reflect, but if you can beat me, what's the point?" Wu Tianhu laughed.
As if he couldn't stand Zhao Kang's death, he propped himself up by the window and said, "Boy, do you know why I can defeat you, who is at the lower level of the fourth level, with the strength of the middle level of the fifth level?"
"There is an insurmountable gap between my seniors and me in terms of combat skills." Zhao Kang gave the answer.
Wu Tianhu smiled and said: "Yes, you have some understanding. Judging from your moves against the enemy, you have seen blood and been on the battlefield?"
In his previous fight with Zhao Kang, Wu Tianhu discovered that this kid's aura was quite scary even if he didn't want to kill himself. Generally, when warriors are desperate in a fight, they will trade injuries for their lives.
But this kid, Zhao Kang, was forced to sacrifice his life for his injuries. This was a typical escape method used by soldiers on the battlefield.
Because on the battlefield, with the Paoze brothers behind you, even if you can't survive, you only need to cause huge damage to your opponent.
Your own comrades can take away the enemy's life.
This was Zhao Kang's previous habit of making moves, so Wu Tianhu had this question.
Zhao Kang nodded and did not say anything in detail.
Wu Tianhu clicked his tongue: "That's it. Boy, you have to understand that fighting the enemy on the battlefield and fighting between life and death as a warrior are two different things. With your style of trading life for injury, if you really fight against a master, you will definitely lose your life."
"A martial artist is divided into life and death. What he pays attention to is killing the opponent by any means so that he can survive. The meaning of martial arts skills and moves is to kill people."
"And in this process, you need to know that as the saying goes, when the enemy is strong, we respond with softness; when the enemy is soft, we respond with change; when the enemy changes, we respond with expertise; when the enemy becomes specialized, we respond with strength!"
"Keep these four techniques in mind. They cover almost all situations in which a martial artist faces an enemy. There is no invincible technique in this world."
Wu Tianhu shook the wine gourd: "All moves have their flaws. If you seize this flaw, you will kill with one strike! This is martial arts."
"When the enemy is strong, I use softness; when the enemy is soft, I use change; when the enemy becomes weak, I use specialization; when the enemy is strong, I use strongness."
Zhao Kang repeated Wu Tianhu's words, and what came to his mind was the scene of the opponent's moves when he fought with Wu Tianhu during the day.
In an instant, I felt enlightened and enlightened.
Seeing Zhao Kang subconsciously using the Sky-Splitting Claw, his hands were constantly changing with the wind, making the extremely powerful Sky-Splitting Claw appear strange and numerous, Wu Tianhu touched his chin and nodded, secretly appreciating it in his heart.
"Although the talent level is indeed a bit lacking, this kind of understanding is indeed rare. With this kind of understanding, it is not impossible to reach the top."
Suddenly, Zhao Kang stopped what he was doing, regained his breath, and looked at Wu Tianhu who stood up and saluted excitedly.
"Thank you for your advice, senior!"
Wu Tianhu waved his hand and raised his eyebrows: "You kid still has an appetite for me, but my younger brother who is the emperor taught you how to cultivate Qi, and I am more generous and taught you how to kill people! All you need is some food.
Kutou, it depends on whether you dare or not!"
"As long as the seniors are willing to teach, the boy will study hard. I don't care whether it's painful or not!" Zhao Kang said excitedly.
Wu Tianhu groaned: "Okay, just don't give in when the time comes."
At that moment, Zhao Kang and his party slowed down their journey to Qi State.
Zhao Kang originally thought that Wu Tianhu's suffering was nothing.
It was only when Wu Tianhu really started to teach him that he realized that what he thought was simple!
Half an hour of boxing lessons.
The innkeeper and the personal guards who escorted Zhao Kang to Qi stood in front of the door and shivered.
Damn it, I have never heard such a miserable scream in my life.
Suddenly, the door was opened.
Wu Tianhu dragged Zhao Kang, who was covered in blood and half-dead, out of the door, and then threw Zhao Kang out with a flick of his hand.
The commander of the Guards quickly reached out to catch Zhao Kang. When he lowered his head, his mouth twitched and all the hair on his body stood up.
There is no one like him here!
There were only slits left between his eyes after being beaten, and his swollen head was considered a compliment.
"Throw this kid into the medicinal solution I just prepared."
As he spoke, Wu Tianhu patted Zhao Kang's wound and said with a smile: "Are you still alive?"
"Your mother~" Zhao Kang cursed in a weak voice.
Wu Tianhu clicked his tongue: "You still have the strength to curse people. Not bad, not bad. You are the first one who can persist in teaching me boxing. Don't forget to practice Qi practice when taking a bath. This is a blessing that no one can ask for.
ah."
Zhao Kang didn't even think about cursing, and let his guards hold him while he soaked in the medicine.
What's surprising is that in just one hour, Zhao Kang's injuries were almost healed.
Just then, the door of the room was pushed open by Wu Tianhu: "Are you comfortable, kid? There will be something more comfortable coming soon."
