Chapter 14 The weight of that knife (Happy New Year's Day)
Both of them were worried and couldn't sleep well. The next day, the handyman came to deliver the cornbread. As soon as there was a knock on the door, both of them immediately jumped out of bed at the same time like springs. Then they calmed down.
Turning to look at each other, Zhao Changhe smiled: "Good morning."
Luo Qi ignored him and immediately looked down at his body. The quilt was still wrapped tightly. He breathed a sigh of relief and did not reply.
Zhao Changhe didn't bother to pay attention to him. He jumped out of bed and opened the door. He took the wotou and came in. He saw Luo Qi sitting on the edge of the bed with her slightly messy hair.
That gesture... is unintentionally charming.
Zhao Changhe's heart skipped a beat, and he tilted his head to change the subject: "Damn, I haven't brushed my teeth. I'm not used to it anywhere."
Luo Qi lazily said: "You are from the countryside, but your tone sounds like someone from a wealthy family. Do you know how to brush your teeth with willow branches?"
Zhao Changhe gnawed on the dough head and looked sideways: "You understand again? If you give back the willow branches, you are just a domestic servant... er, sorry."
"What's there to be sorry for? How many of you have offended me with your nonsense? I said you are a countryman, but you said I have a servant in my family, so we are not married." Luo Qi rolled her eyes at him: "Let's go, you practice your kung fu
, I will still work hard to get meat for you to eat."
"Uh, what I said last night..."
Luo Qi walked to the door, looked back and smiled: "What you said is too naive, I'm afraid it won't come true. But... I'll think of other ideas and I'll see to it."
The smile he looked back at was actually a bit electric, but Zhao Changhe was unaware and nodded: "There is always a way."
Being a straight man, Luo Qi himself did not notice the femininity that was revealed more and more inadvertently, and went on a mission with Wo Wo Tou.
In fact, Zhao Changhe just deliberately didn't look at it.
Regardless of whether they are male or female, it will only affect the speed of my cultivation.
As soon as Luo Qi left, he went directly to the martial arts field. He originally said that he would practice the Blood Evil Kung Fu in the morning and the sword practice in the afternoon, but he felt that he was still running the Blood Evil Kung Fu while practicing the sword, so the progress of the Blood Evil Kung Fu seemed to be a bit fast.
, I don’t know if there is any problem, so I’d better consult Professor Sun.
"Quickly? To what extent? Follow the blood-shaking technique and try to punch me." Sun Jianxi didn't care.
Zhao Changhe said carefully: "Full force?"
"Of course you will do your best." Professor Sun rolled his eyes: "You are the only one who still wants to beat me?"
Zhao Changhe thought so, so he squatted into a horse stance and put his fists into his waist.
The Qi and blood of the Blood Demon Kung Fu surged through the body, and Zhao Changhe could feel that his muscles were filled with power, fierce and fierce.
With a "drink", Zhao Changhe punched with all his strength.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but when I punched out, the scenery in my eyes turned red...
Teacher Sun casually raised his hand to block it, and Zhao Changhe felt an unpredictable surge of force. He stumbled back several steps before barely regaining his balance. The feeling of full strength disappeared instantly, and the illusion of blood in his eyes
It's gone, as if it was wilted.
Zhao Changhe was a little impressed and said with a smile: "As expected, teaching is teaching."
Teacher Sun clasped his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Your progress... is indeed a bit fast. But there is no very special reason. Your understanding is not bad. It is mainly because your physique is so good, your qi and blood are extremely full, and you are too adaptable.
Blood Demon Kung Fu. It’s really strange. You, a poor person from a village, how can you get such good nutrition? How did you develop the bones in your body?"
He didn't let Zhao Changhe see that the hand behind his back was shaking a little.
I was too careless. I blocked it casually. I didn't expect this guy to be so fierce... It's too exaggerated.
Zhao Changhe thought to himself that if we talk about body nutrition, you, the leader, may not be able to eat as well as an ordinary office worker in modern times, not to mention that I am also a sports person, and my physique is better than that of ordinary classmates. Speaking of that "eye behind the scenes" currently
It hasn't been put to any use so far. After working on it for a long time, is my physical fitness the biggest drawback?
"Of course there is another reason. Your vitality has not been lost, and your energy is abundant and overflowing... It is truly called the strong blood." Teacher Sun didn't know whether he was praising or sarcastically, looking at him up and down for a long time, but he still couldn't bear it.
I missed a sentence: "Are you nineteen? How pitiful."
"Fuck." Zhao Changhe frowned and said, "If you masturbate yourself, doesn't it count as a loss of Yuanyang?"
"It looks similar on the surface, but in terms of martial arts principles, it doesn't matter, unless you do it too often... why am I telling you this?"
Zhao Changhe: "..."
Teacher Sun had an expressionless expression on his face: "Under the current situation, you are almost getting started with the Blood Demon Kung Fu. You should polish it well this month and try to sprint to the first level. In fact, if you rush past the first level, it is almost the first level of the entrance."
"One level of mystical entrance every month?" Zhao Changhe was a little incredulous. Thinking of Luo Qi, who had practiced martial arts since childhood and was still very proud of his first level of mystical entrance at the age of sixteen or seventeen, he wondered if he would vomit blood after hearing this news.
"This is the magic skill, and you will know the price in the future. Although you are much faster than others even in the magic skill, it is still not beyond the scope of understanding." Sun Jiaoxi said lightly: "Okay, your skill practice
The progress is indeed much better than that of sword skills, so don’t be biased. How many times have you practiced each of the three postures I taught you yesterday: straight chop, horizontal chop, and turning around?"
Zhao Changhe said honestly: "I originally ordered it a thousand times, but I forgot to count the number of times as I chopped. I guess it's not much different."
Really a thousand times? Teacher Sun almost bulged his eyes, and pointed at a wooden stake with force and calmness: "Do you see the mark in the middle? Just chop at that position, and I will take a look."
Zhao Changhe drew his knife.
"Whoa!" The sword flashed and hit the mark pointed by Sun. It was not a perfect fit, but slightly off. Sun took a deep breath and muttered: "It's not bad."
Zhao Changhe said: "It's not very good. I feel like I just need to practice more today."
Are you so modest? Do you think that when I say "fine", I mean that you are good at cutting? I mean, "lucky", your sword skills are only average, not as bad as the Blood Demon Kung Fu, otherwise it would be too much.
Teacher Sun's expression became much more relaxed: "Actually, in terms of talent alone, you are not very high, and you are even slightly better than mediocre. After all, this is the simplest chop. An ordinary woodcutter can chop wood for several days.
Understand, how can a true swordsman genius practice a thousand times and still not be able to cut accurately? But the problem is that you know that you are not accurate. You can practice a thousand times, but most people can't."
Zhao Changhe: "Uh..."
"If after learning the Blood Fiend Sword Technique, you can still practice it a thousand times a day, your achievements will exceed my expectations." Professor Sun said leisurely: "Of course, most people will learn advanced sword techniques and
After advancing to the first level of the Profound Entrance, you should be a big boss. When the time comes, there will be big bowls of wine, big meat, and lots of sluts, but not many can still keep working hard. I don’t know what you will do.”
Zhao Changhe is not sure what will happen to him in the future. Anyway, he is really serious at the moment and is focusing almost all his attention on it. It is not just to become stronger and go back, he really finds fun in this kind of thing.
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Just like when I was playing games back then, I was beaten to death in front of a BOSS, but I refused to give up no matter what. The server maintenance was still cursing me and I couldn't bear to leave. It's a bit similar now, can't I cut that position? I don't accept it, so I continue to cut.
This "BOSS" must be lived as long as you want to live one day.
The same goes for the Blood Demon Kung Fu. He found pleasure in the process of increasing his power, and also enjoyed the awe of the people around him.
In the martial arts arena, Zhao Changhe's voice became louder and louder, and he became more and more bold, and soon he mingled with everyone.
The bookish atmosphere in the university has been getting weaker and weaker without realizing it, while the gangster atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger.
Just a few days...
A born gangster.
"Bah!" It was dusk. Zhao Changhe, who had been practicing for a day, put away his knife and patted a gangster next to him on the shoulder: "I can go out some other time. I invite my brothers to have a drink with us!"
The gangster apologized and smiled: "Of course everyone invited Boss Zhao to drink. Just because Boss Zhao stabbed Luo Zhenwu to death with a single knife, he deserves a toast from everyone."
"Huh? You were there that day?"
"Of course we are not here, but in the past few days I have heard from the senior brothers in the teaching who participated at that time that Boss Zhao is now famous in the world."
"Huh? It's not that big of a deal. If a Luo family puppy dies and a storm passes by, who will remember it?"
The gangster said mysteriously: "They said that more than ten years ago, the current emperor went on a tour and stayed at Luo's house on the way. The old turtle owner of Luo Village was so flattered by the emperor that he sent his wife to entertain guests..."
Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment and chewed over this sentence several times: "Could it be that..."
The gangster clapped his hands: "Look, Luo Zhenwu may be the emperor's descendant! That's why the royal family takes special care of the Luo family! Just like that day, there were many masters hiding in the Luo family. If it hadn't been for the intervention of Lord Suzaku
, how can it be possible... Boss, tell me, who can hide the master of the inner circle?"
Zhao Changhe held it in for a long time before he uttered one word: "Grass!"
It's strange. At that time, I felt that the way Lord Luo spoke to his son was not like treating a prince at all, so he was just a son, right? Was it a mistake... or maybe they had become accustomed to it after many years as father and son?
The gangster said: "Everyone used to say that the Luo family was related to the royal family, but no one could explain what the relationship was... It's not that they didn't understand, it was because no one dared to say it before! Now, we are the Holy Religion, and the opposite is true.
This wretched court is killing this bullshit prince, why should we hide it for them?"
Zhao Changhe sighed. He thought this was some kind of core secret that could only be asked after he joined the religion, but unexpectedly it was revealed in front of him unexpectedly.
It is true that it was a secret beforehand, but after it happened, the Blood God Sect couldn't wait to publicize it all over the world.
So that knife attack I made at that time seemed...a bit awesome.
"It's just an illegitimate son of the emperor who was beheaded. His reputation is only for a while, and no one will mention it in a few days." Zhao Changhe said modestly, intending to end the topic.
As a result, the other party's eyes widened: "Just an illegitimate child? No, boss, you really don't understand. The prince is dead and the emperor has no son."
Zhao Changhe turned around and tried to leave, but his movements were frozen there, dumbfounded.
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