Teacher Sun walked a few steps outside the venue, and Zhao Changhe followed. However, Teacher Sun asked: "Are you here to ask for advice on the Blood Demon Kung Fu?"
Zhao Changhe nodded: "Yes, please give me some advice."
Sun Jiaoxi seemed to want to say something, but hesitated. He paused for a while and then said: "The Blood Evil Kung Fu is unparalleled in power. It is indeed very powerful and suitable for your age... but it has a lot of disadvantages. You must switch to the Blood God Kung Fu in the future.
Only in this way can you make up for it. Unfortunately, the Blood God Art is not so easy to obtain. Even the core believers must have made great achievements, and they may not be able to teach the whole chapter. If you have the idea of practicing the Blood God Art in the future, you should still be mentally prepared.
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Zhao Changhe bowed again: "Thank you for teaching me, I understand."
Teacher Sun nodded: "In addition, you can't just practice Kung Fu without practicing techniques. I believe you also saw yesterday's troubled times list. Our leader has broken through one more level than Yue Hongling. Why did we lose? It's probably because of his inferior skills. The leader has been busy in recent years.
The teaching affairs may be neglected in the practice of martial arts, and a setback may not be a bad thing."
Zhao Changhe coughed dryly and said nothing. You are going to speak ill of the leader like this? But the example is good and easy to understand.
Professor Sun said again: "Everyone here is practicing swordsmanship. Do you know why everyone practices swordsmanship instead of other weapons?"
Zhao Changhe said without hesitation: "Because the sword is the fastest to get started with, right? As long as you have the strength, you will have a certain combat effectiveness in hacking and slashing. Similarly, a beginner will definitely not be as fierce as a sword with a sword."
This is the reason why Zhao Changhe himself played with a broadsword in his dream. Otherwise, if there were swords all over the floor, why would he not change it after picking up a broadsword... Until now, Zhao Changhe does not worry about how cool the sword is like others.
, a flute and a sword can settle a business or something, what he needs is to form combat effectiveness as quickly as possible, be cool and unrestrained but not a meal.
"Yes, swords and guns are the easiest to form combat effectiveness, and swords are much more difficult to master." Teacher Sun said: "There are many heroes in the world who have neither learned any internal Qi nor high-end external skills. They just rely on
A knife can cut off a piece of heaven and earth. The knife is the most universal weapon in the world."
Zhao Changhe secretly thought, I understand, there are indeed a lot of sidekicks like this.
"The Blood Evil Kung Fu has several accompanying boxing techniques, sword techniques, sword techniques, etc. Among them, the Blood Evil Knife Technique is also a fierce and good sword technique. Since you have been taught the Blood Evil Kung Fu, it is assumed that you are qualified to learn this sword technique. However,
You have never learned swordsmanship, so take your time... We happen to be a new branch, and a large number of newcomers are learning from scratch. From now on, you will come here every day and learn the basics of swordsmanship with them. When a certain time comes, I will teach you the Bloody Sword.
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Zhao Changhe was overjoyed: "This is really good news. I thought there would be another way to acquire sword skills."
"No, you handed in the certificate of investment, and what's yours is yours. Whoever works in the green forest has to be patient and haggles, he's so damn petty."
Sun Jiaoxi's words clearly conveyed his dissatisfaction with the helmsman Fang. Zhao Changhe did not dare to say anything and felt secretly happy.
It seems that Teacher Sun is not an ordinary teacher. In terms of teaching in the main forum, this kind of position should be at the level of elder or guardian? That is the right-hand man of the leader. It seems that Teacher Sun should be among the top in the branch.
Status, enough qualifications to challenge the helmsman.
"Okay, the greetings are over." Teacher Sun has the cheerful temperament of a bandit den, and he doesn't talk nonsense. He starts teaching directly: "The blood evil technique does not have any true energy flow lines, but it has a method of activating blood energy. The basic method needs to be matched with basic movements.
For practice, you just need to refer to the secret book... But for the secret of luck, you obviously can't understand it by reading this booklet, it must be like this..."
Zhao Changhe quickly sank in, with the words of instruction ringing in his ears. He seemed to be able to see the energy and blood flowing in his body, like a stream, starting from flowing quietly and gradually boiling.
After a while, you will feel a sense of heat, just like the feeling when you lose your eyes while watching the World Cup. Your eyes will be red, your head will be dizzy, and your blood will smash to pieces with a surge of blood.
And the power that can be unleashed in this state is of course much higher than usual. The Blood Demon Technique seems to allow people to actively enter this upper state?
What’s even more amazing is that I tried to learn those movements last night, but after not squatting for too long, my legs became so weak that I couldn’t hold on any longer. But at this moment, I don’t know where the heat flow came from, which seemed to soothe the soreness and strengthen the musculoskeletal strength.
Strength, the more you persist, the longer it lasts.
This is just a beginner, what will happen if you practice it to a deeper level?
Is this magic power?
At some point, the sound of teaching had faded away, and the surroundings became a little noisy, a bit like... the sound in the cafeteria after class at university.
Zhao Changhe slowly opened his eyes.
It’s really a canteen…
A cook came over with a cart, and a wooden barrel of corn rice was mixed with some wild vegetables and a little bit of meat. The aroma was fragrant from a distance. The disciples who had just been practicing martial arts swarmed over with bowls and chopsticks.
As they walked over, the cook divided their meals one by one.
At this time, Zhao Changhe also felt his stomach growling. The hunger caused by practicing the Blood Evil Technique this morning was as if he had been hungry all day long, so he rushed to his house to get a bowl.
When he went back, he saw that Luo Qi had gone somewhere, and Zhao Changhe didn't care. He took the bowl and ran out to get some food.
The core of this gangster den is a sect after all, and there are rules. The imagined scene of crowded people and chaos does not exist. They all line up in an orderly manner. Zhao Changhe also lined up at the back very habitually, looking around.
Looking at the neck, I found that the cooks were very particular about how they divided their meals. Some people couldn't see any minced meat in their bowls, and some people, like Zhang Quan just now, actually had a small piece of braised pork in their bowls.
Others looked at the meat in their bowls with jealousy in their eyes, but did not lose their temper with the cook. In this area, Master Sun may be responsible for rewards and punishments. He said that whoever can eat meat can eat meat.
After finally getting to Zhao Changhe, the cook took a look at him and, as expected, gave him a piece of braised pork, which was much bigger than Zhang Quan's piece. Zhao Changhe was overjoyed, Professor Sun was really good to him, and meat eating was good for him now.
It’s so important!
He happily walked out of the crowd holding a bowl, and saw Zhang Quan walking over with a few people, half-smiling but not smiling: "Hey, a whole piece of meat..."
Zhao Changhe's expression darkened, and he frowned and said, "Isn't this going to hurt your friendship? This kind of brainless villain is a bit low."
"Harmony? We have a rough harmony with you!" Zhang Quan couldn't understand the second half of his sentence and sneered: "A rebellious boy, by inserting a knife, his young master won the appreciation of the sect and was taught the Blood Demon Kung Fu. This is
That's all. Now you're still flattering Professor Sun, which has caused us to lose some of our meat, how can we be nice?"
Zhao Changhe was speechless: "To put it bluntly, it's just for a piece of meat."
Zhang Quan's eyes flashed with fury, of course it's just for a piece of meat. Isn't that weird? From the meat to the exercises, to put it bluntly, they are all "resources". If you have nothing to do, you have to find something to grab, let alone you who are new here.
?We are demon sect gangsters, when will we tell you to be humble?
He was too lazy to talk nonsense with Zhao Changhe and waved his hand: "Grab it!"
Several gangsters who were friends with him rushed forward. Zhao Changhe was holding a bowl. How could he fight? He held the bowl for a while and was hit on the back several times. The wild vegetables covering the bowl were all spilled.
A group of people watching nearby cheered loudly and seemed to think this scene was normal.
I can still vaguely hear whispers: "Zhao Changhe has taken all the limelight, and I'm not happy. Zhang Quan did a great job with his power."
"Professor Sun seems to be treating him well. He pulled him to the sidelines to whisper... Zhang Quan is not afraid of being scolded by his teacher for doing this?"
"What are you afraid of? Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Captain Fang doesn't like him. How can Professor Sun be partial to him?"
Amidst the whispers, no one saw Zhao Changhe's eyes getting redder and redder, like blood.
The emotion of watching a football game and smashing the TV came to his mind. Zhao Changhe suddenly stopped hiding and slammed his hand on the bowl to the ground: "I don't have anything to eat, you want to have it too?"
"Bang!" The rice bowl shattered to pieces on the floor, with the rice and meat scattered all over the floor, stirring up the broken porcelain and making it impossible for anyone to eat.
Zhang Quan and the others were all stunned: "Fuck, this guy is a ruthless person."
"Hard?" Zhao Changhe suddenly turned his head, his eyes full of violence and madness: "You think that's it?"
People were still looking at the rice on the ground with regret, and before they could react, Zhao Changhe rushed forward and grabbed Zhang Quan's collar.
This was so fast that Zhao Changhe didn't know when he had achieved such speed. Anyway, the blood in his legs and feet was so hot that his whole body was already flying out like an arrow from a string. When he grabbed Zhang Quan, let alone Zhang Quan.
After reacting, even Zhao Changhe himself was stunned for a moment.
He didn't have time to reflect on this feeling. He directly kicked his foot and threw Zhang Quan to the ground. Then he grabbed Zhang Quan's hair and fiercely pushed down the rice scattered on the ground: "Eat? I'll treat you to a meal."
enough!"
There was a "bang", accompanied by Zhang Quan's shrill scream, and the crowd around him all trembled.
This kid is really cruel! There is not only rice on the ground, but also broken pieces of the bowl! If he presses it down, Zhang Quan will be disfigured. If it pricks his eyes...
Only then did Zhang Quan's brothers react, and they rushed over like crazy. Some kicked Zhao Changhe violently, and some tried to pull him away, but Zhao Changhe refused to dodge, punching and kicking Zhang Quan, and continued to hold on to Zhang Quan's body.
His head hit the rice again and again, and no one could pull him away.
After hitting him four or five times, the person holding him carefully stopped his hand, and the person who kicked him no longer dared to kick him, and they all slowly backed away.
Zhang Quan on the ground had completely lost his voice.
Zhao Changhe gasped and stood up, turning his face expressionlessly: "What's wrong, doesn't he want to eat my food? Do you blame me for eating too much? Do you want to eat?"
Zhang Quan's brothers fearfully avoided his fierce eyes. Everyone subconsciously moved out of the way and watched Zhao Changhe strode away.