Su Xin unveiled the notice, which no one present had expected.
Fang Qiaohua had a look of surprise on her face and held her son's hand tightly, but when she saw Su Xin's appearance now, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Su Xin now looks like a young Confucian scholar, thin and elegant, and he doesn't look like a warrior at all.
The two doorkeepers were stunned for a moment, and then said viciously: "Boy, do you know what you are doing?"
Both of them are Lin Wancheng's people. Of course they followed Fang Qiaohua here not to protect her, but to see her jokes and then report it to the head of the family.
But I didn't expect that someone would really care about life and death today and dare to take off this notice. Especially the guy in front of me has a pretty face. He doesn't look like a warrior. Could he be a lustful person who wants to become Lin Lin?
Teacher Qing’s excuse to get close to Fang Qiaohua, right?
When they thought of this, the two servants looked at Su Xin even more fiercely.
This pretty widow was the forbidden pet of their master. Although the mistress watched closely, she could not let others get involved easily.
Su Xin rolled up the notice and said calmly: "Your Lin family posted a notice to recruit a martial arts teacher. I think I am pretty good, so I applied. Is there anything wrong with it?"
One of the servants snorted coldly: "You look like a weakling, but you still have the nerve to apply for a teacher? Let me see if you have the qualifications first!"
As soon as the words fell, the servant immediately took action and punched Su Xin with a powerful punch.
The Lin family is a large family in Lingzhou Prefecture. Of course, it is not just the Lin family members who know martial arts. Some loyal servants are also qualified to be taught martial arts.
These two servants were Lin Wancheng's confidants, and they were taught some basic martial arts by him. Although they were not in the early stages of acquired martial arts, they also opened up several acupoints.
Fang Qiaohua exclaimed: "This young master, be careful!"
The other people below couldn't bear to shake their heads. This guy didn't look like a warrior at all. I'm afraid the servant of the Lin family could make him vomit blood with just one punch.
Su Xin smiled faintly, stretched out a finger and flicked it gently. The sandbag-sized fist collided with the slender fingers, but the servant screamed and flew backwards, and one of his arms was hit by Su Xin's finger.
broken!
An innate warrior who has no internal strength left is also an innate warrior.
Su Xin couldn't use his internal energy because he injured his meridians.
But Su Xin's muscles and bones were still intact, and the power he had cultivated through the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu and his physical strength that far exceeded that of a divine palace warrior were still there.
Moreover, his combat experience, ability to control the force during action, etc., these things will not change due to injury, let alone a little guy who has not even reached the early stage of the day after tomorrow, even if it is the day after tomorrow, it may not be perfect.
Can beat Su Xin.
Everyone present widened their eyes. This man didn't look like a warrior, but he didn't expect to be a master who pretended to be a pig and eat the tiger. Judging from his strength, he should be in the early stages of acquired skills, right?
Most warriors rely on the strength of the opponent's exposed true energy to judge the opponent's strength. The acquired warrior's true energy is weak, and Su Xin did not use his true energy. Anyway, after they looked at it, this seemingly weak warrior was the acquired warrior.
Initial state.
Su Xin stretched out his fingers and tapped the stone lion in front of the Lin Mansion a few times. It was like poking tofu, and several small holes were poked in the stone lion.
Seeing this scene, the remaining servant was so frightened that he did not dare to speak. He immediately turned around and ran away with the man whose arm was broken by Su Xin.
Generally speaking, even those who have never practiced internal strength and have mastered Iron Sand Palm can break a foot-thick bluestone with one palm.
But smashing it to pieces is completely different from poking holes in the stone lion like Su Xin did. This kind of strength is too terrifying.
The doorkeeper left, and the others dispersed with him. Fang Qiaohua took his son and bowed to Su Xin, and said with gratitude: "Thank you so much for your great kindness. I am deeply grateful. May I ask for your surname?"
Name?"
Fang Qiaohua knew that with only ten taels of silver, she couldn't hire a warrior to be a teacher, so she was forced to do what she did today. She posted the notice just to see if any warrior would sympathize with their mother and son and lend a helping hand. Unexpectedly, she did
There are really people who can help, and they are not weak at all.
Su Xin said calmly: "Madam, you don't have to be polite, I'm Su Qingze."
"Qing'er, hurry up and kowtow to become your master." Fang Qiaohua urged his son.
Lin Qing, who was a bit dull, was about to kowtow, but was stopped by Su Xin.
"I am just a teacher, not a master. I have no plans to accept you as a disciple for the time being." Su Xin said.
The difference between a teacher and a master is a world of difference. A warrior can have many teachers, but he can only have one master.
Fang Qiaohua was not from the world of martial arts, so she didn't know that there were so many things to pay attention to in an apprenticeship ceremony.
After asking Lin Qing to salute Su Xin, she immediately took Su Xin into the Lin Mansion and arranged a place for him.
After Lin Wanze's death, Fang Qiaohua and his daughter were placed in the most remote area of the Lin Mansion. Although there were several courtyards, they were not comparable to the place where they lived before.
Fang Qiaohua was still somewhat wary of Su Xin. After all, Lin Wancheng's matter was at the forefront, and she was wary of any man, so she arranged Su Xin's residence to be far away from their mother and son.
But little did they know that Su Xin was not as interested in her as Lin Qing, who seemed a bit dull.
At this time, in the center of the Lin family's mansion, Lin Wancheng and his wife Nie Hanmei were listening to the servant's report.
Nie Hanmei had a cold face and cursed: "That bitch is still so ungrateful. She still wants to find a teacher for her son? I will drive them out of the Lin Mansion today!"
Lin Wanze quickly comforted him: "Madam, please calm down first. What that woman found was just an early-stage acquired martial artist, so let him teach Lin Qing. What's the big deal?"
Nie Hanmei looked at him coldly: "You actually spoke for that bitch. Do you still have any thoughts about her?"
Lin Wancheng quickly swore and swore: "Of course it's not impossible! That bitch caused my reputation in Lingzhou Mansion to be ruined, how could I still protect her?
But you also know the roots of our Lin family, so what does Lin Qing say about my Lin family's bloodline? If I force their mother and son away and let the master's family know about it, I will be in trouble."
Nie Hanmei curled her lips disdainfully and said, "What do you always say about the master's family? You Lin family have been staying in Lingzhou Mansion for more than ten years, and I haven't seen anyone from your master's family come here."
Lin Wancheng smiled apologetically and said: "If you're not afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the worst. Don't worry, I am the head of the Lin family now, and he will also be our son in the future. If Lin Qing wants to learn martial arts, let him learn from the acquired martial artist. He won't cause any trouble."
Come."
The Lin family's ability to gain a foothold in Lingzhou Mansion used to rely on his eldest brother, but now it depends on his wife Nie Hanmei, so Lin Wancheng softly persuaded Nie Hanmei and finally made her happy, no longer proposing to completely destroy Lin Qing's mother and son.
The matter of driving out of Lingzhou Mansion.
Anyway, from Lin Wancheng's point of view, the mother and son were nothing to worry about. If they were punished by their master for such a trivial matter, it would be more than worth the gain.
It has been more than ten years since members of the Lin family left the master's family, but even so, he still could not forget the fear caused by the master's strict family rules.
After Su Xin settled down in the Lin family, he began to prepare to teach Lin Qing.
He had a lot of things to prove about the basics of martial arts. After all, he didn't learn all the martial arts directly, but the system directly gave him 5% proficiency.
This dull-witted Lin Qing was just ten years old and had reached the age to learn martial arts. Su Xin just used him as a test subject to confirm some of his conjectures.
"What basics of martial arts have you learned?" Su Xin asked.
Lin Qing answered honestly: "I have only learned the basic internal skills passed down from my family, opened up an acupoint, and the sword skills passed down from my family."
"Then show it to me."
Lin Qing nodded, picked up a small wooden sword and started swinging it, very neatly, which was really good.
Su Xin only looked at it for a while and then shook his head. This sword technique was indeed not very clever, but when Lin Qing used it, it was so stiff that it was just like doing gymnastics on a radio broadcast.
"Okay, stop."
Su Xin stopped and frowned: "Who did you learn how to use the sword from?"
"My father."
Su Xin said: "From today on, you will no longer practice this sword technique."
Lin Qing said blankly: "Then what should I practice? Master, do you want to give me a new set of swordsmanship?"
Su Xin shook his head and said, "No, what I want to teach you is how to use the sword."
"With a sword?"
Su Xin picked up Lin Qing's small wooden sword and tapped it up, down, left and right. He was using Lin Qing's sword technique just now, but the feeling of using it was definitely different.
Lin Qing scratched his head in a daze, wondering whether the sword technique used by his teacher was his family's heirloom.
Su Xin put away his sword, pointed at Lin Qing's chest and said: "Martial arts are dead, people are alive. This swordsmanship requires an upward thrust, why can't I stab down? In a life-and-death fight, the enemy will not do what you expect.
Take action.
So you have to remember that when fighting against others, what moves is your heart and what changes is your moves. Do whatever you want and let the opponent follow your rhythm. This is the martial arts that truly belongs to you."
When Su Xin was coaching Lin Qing, he was also reviewing the various martial arts he had learned along the way.
He knows a lot about swordsmanship, boxing, palm skills, fingering techniques and even physical exercises. It is estimated that there are few people in the entire world who can learn more complicated skills than him.
As the saying goes, a master in every skill is inferior to a master in every skill. This is common sense, common sense that even children know.
But Su Xin has a system. Unless he now has unlimited villain points and can purchase any type of martial arts to form a reasonable training system, otherwise there is a lottery, and maybe something will come out.
If it is junk martial arts, that's fine, but if the level is very high, even if it is not in line with Su Xin's current route, then Su Xin will still have to practice hard. (To be continued.)