Zhao Xuemei looked at Fang Ping curiously, and finally couldn't help but said: "Hey, do you really want to challenge me?"
"Being challenged."
Fang Ping moved his body and said with a smile, "You know it too?"
"Of course, it's spread all over the place. It's said that you cost as much as 250,000 to 80,000 yuan. It's not enough to choose freshmen, you also have to choose old students!"
Fang Ping smiled bitterly and said: "You are trying to attract hatred for me. I have just broken through to the first level. Where did I get the confidence to pick on an old student?"
Zhao Xuemei asked strangely: "Then why do you say that?"
"Some old students want to cause trouble for me. Most of the freshmen were caused trouble by me last time. It's normal to add fuel to the flames."
Zhao Xuemei is not stupid either. Hearing this, he frowned and said, "So, it's not you who take the initiative to challenge others, but others who want to find you?"
"Um."
"You just broke through. Although you may be a little stronger than us, many of those old students are at the peak of the first rank. Are you sure you can beat them?"
"Let's talk about it..."
…
While the two were chatting, Lu Fengrou walked in wearing her training uniform.
After entering the door, she glanced at Fang Ping, and then Lu Fengrou said, "I know the matter. No one will advise you if you accept the challenge yourself.
I thought you were a life-loving person, but now it seems that you can’t escape the secular world.”
Fang Ping said solemnly: "They are all of the first grade. I want to give them a try. It is better than being constantly making trouble."
"Maybe."
Lu Fengrou didn't say much, bypassing the topic and said: "I came to you today because you are all official warriors!
Zhao Xuemei also tempered the lower limb bones, tempering 31 bones.
Fang Ping, you have been doing well these past two days. You should have completed the tempering of the first bone.
As formal warriors, the biggest difference between them and non-martialists is that on the battlefield, formal warriors can be the main force, and you have your share in charging into battle."
"Battlefield?" Zhao Xuemei was slightly confused.
Lu Fengrou did not explain, but continued: "So at this time, warriors must learn to kill the enemy and save their lives!"
"The life-saving moves are nothing more than escape and defense. Based on the strength of the first-level realm, if you really encounter trouble, it will be difficult to escape, and the defense will pale in comparison.
Therefore, what I want to teach you is how to kill enemies!"
"Basic boxing techniques, basic kicking techniques, these are the most basic fighting techniques. The key is that they are easy to learn and easy to use.
The basic tactics are simple, too focused on balance, and have limited explosive power.
Today, I will teach you a more lethal kick method!"
After finishing her words, Lu Fengrou suddenly shouted softly and kicked a solid wooden stake next to her!
"puff!"
There was a slight "puff" sound at the scene, but there was not much movement.
Fang Ping and Zhao Xuemei hurriedly looked towards the solid wood pile. At this moment, Lu Fengrou had already pulled back.
On the solid wooden pile, there was a hole that penetrated through it.
Lu Fengrou kicked it down, but it didn't break the wooden stake or smash it into pieces. She just kicked the solid wooden stake through.
Fang Ping imagined for a moment, if this kick hit someone, wouldn't it mean that the person would also be kicked through?
Lu Fengrou was not proud of the damage she had caused, and said in a deep voice: "This is called kicking, which is one of the kicking techniques. The name may be very tacky, but the lethality is much greater than the basic kicking technique!
Concentrate on one thing!
For warriors, what we temper first is part of the bones, and this part of the bones is the hardest!
At this time, if the energy and blood are condensed into a single burst, and combined with the tempered bones, the lethality will not be lower than that of firearms!
Just listen to the name and you should know the meaning. The key is to poke, go down and kill the opponent. This is the purpose!
Poke the opponent's vital points, temples, throat, heart, and vagina as the main targets..."
Zhao Xuemei was slightly frightened and whispered: "Teacher, if you really hit the point, someone will die, right?"
Lu Fengrou glanced at her and snorted: "Nonsense!"
"The art of war is the art of killing and fighting! From its inception, it has been prepared for this!"
"Listen first, I will teach you the techniques of concentration, concentration, and explosive power, and then I will teach you basic moves and coherent moves.
Once you learn it, you can practice it every day.
For Fang Ping... you can wear a pair of hard leather shoes with pointed toes..."
When Fang Ping heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He knew that Lu Fengrou was talking about the next challenge.
Let him wear a pair of stiff pointed leather shoes?
It would not be easy to stab someone with the power that Lu Fengrou showed just now. She could stab people all over with one kick.
Seeing him in a daze, Lu Fengrou suddenly snorted: "Childish!
Don't treat any challenge as a competition. When you get into the ring, it's a duel, a life-or-death duel!
No matter if the other person is your classmate, your friend, or your benefactor.
Even if one day you and Wang Jinyang get into the ring together, remember, all you have to consider is defeating him, or even killing him!
You can choose to keep it without affecting yourself!
However, you must never think about holding back before entering the ring, otherwise you will only die!
It's the same this time, even though you are all students, what you are talking about is just discussing..."
Lu Fengrou paused, and after a while she said: "But won't people die in a sparring match?
At Wuhan University, it’s not that there are no students who die every year due to competition, sometimes it’s because they failed to save their lives and it was accidental.
Sometimes it is not an accident. As for whether it is or not, only the person who made the move knows clearly.
That's how martial arts is, accidents are everywhere, if he says it's an accident, it's an accident!
Since you have accepted the challenge, be prepared for this. No matter whether you have the intention to kill someone or not, I am sure that some people will not treat the competition as a simple competition!"
"Also, don't expect me to come forward. I am the instructor, and the students' discussions are voluntary.
The tutor belongs to the school, not to anyone else!
If you really have an accident, can I kill these students? They are also my students. Even if I am partial to you, I can't make them pay for their lives.
So what if we can do it?
Everyone is dead, do you care if the other person pays for your death?"
Fang Ping was thoughtful, nodded, and whispered: "Teacher, what if I fail to keep my hand?"
Lu Fengrou said coldly: "If you die, you will die, not to mention that they are the ones challenging you!"
Fang Ping stopped talking. Zhao Xuemei bit her lip and said softly: "Instructors, we are all students..."
"student?"
Lu Fengrou was a little dissatisfied and scolded: "Remember, Wuhan University students are not students! From the first day you enter Wuhan University, you will be struggling on the line of life and death!
This is the first time I remind you, and it will also be the last time!
Fang Ping, this challenge can be regarded as your trial mission!
If you are safe and sound, then everything will be easy. Next, the school and I will open some simple tasks to you, and you can choose to accept the tasks.
As for Zhao Xuemei, let’s see later!”
At this time, Lu Fengrou stopped talking about these off-site remarks and began to teach the two people moves and techniques seriously.
Fang Ping used to learn leggings through videos. If he didn't understand something, he could only accumulate it and ask about it later when he talked to Wang Jinyang on the phone.
This is the first time he has been given on-site guidance.
Although Lu Fengrou seemed a little unkind, the other party was more patient than expected and repeated it over and over again.
Fang Ping and Zhao Xuemei had a problem, and Lu Fengrou also explained it seriously.
As a sixth-grade master warrior, even if Lu Fengrou does not specialize in leg skills, her research in this area is much better than that of ordinary middle-grade warriors.
…
More than an hour later.
Lu Fengrou glanced at Fang Ping and said slightly strangely: "Good understanding!"
Compared with Fang Ping, Zhao Xuemei looks much clumsy.
In fact, Zhao Xuemei is not stupid. If she were really stupid, she wouldn't be able to practice to this extent.
But Fang Ping's ability to understand is indeed very strong. Lu Fengrou sometimes said it once, and Fang Ping could understand it, while Zhao Xuemei might have to say it three or five times.
Comprehension and mental power are closely related. Strong mental power makes it easier for Fang Ping to accept, understand and digest.
His mental power of more than 200 Hz can even capture some subtle movements, including muscle movements.
After teaching for more than an hour, Lu Fengrou was also a little tired. Fang Ping said: "You demonstrate it now, and I will point out to you if you find anything wrong."
"good!"
Fang Ping was also eager to give it a try. In fact, the kicking and kicking techniques had a lot to do with each other. The key was to be more concise and have the whole body's energy and blood explode in the feet.
Thinking about what Lu Fengrou taught, Fang Ping shouted loudly, left his left leg independent, stretched his right leg straight, and kicked his right foot towards the wooden stake in a pointed cone shape!
"Fool!"
Lu Fengrou couldn't help but curse. She was a sixth-grade warrior, so it would not be difficult to kick a solid wooden stake!
But Fang Ping was only a first-grade man, and the bones of his right foot had not been tempered yet. This was an authentic solid wood, or a stake made of walnut wood, which is the harder type of solid wood.
She just asked Fang Ping to practice, but she didn't ask him to kick the wooden stakes!
"Bang!"
The sound was slightly different from Lu Fengrou's kick, but Fang Ping's kick made a loud sound!
The fixed wooden stake shook a little, but Fang Ping's face suddenly turned pale. He hurriedly squatted down and began to cover his feet and suck in the cold air.
Lu Fengrou ignored him and said to the stunned Zhao Xuemei: "A warrior not only needs force, but also wisdom!
If you don't have enough wisdom, no matter how powerful you are, you are just a reckless man!
You can tell just by looking at Fang Ping. He has tempered his bones three times and his bones are stronger. Otherwise, if he just kicked it with all his strength, his toe bones would probably be broken!
This is the price of stupidity!"
Fang Ping, who was being treated as a negative teaching material, was about to cry without tears. He covered his feet and breathed in: "Teacher, I just didn't expect the wooden stake to be so hard..."
"Don't explain, the enemy won't give you time to explain!
If you were facing an enemy just now, they could kill you countless times while you are in pain!"
After saying that, Lu Fengrou added: "You can temper your foot bones first. The foot bones are the bones with the most bones among the lower limb bones, including the toes, tarsals, and metatarsals.
There are 5 metatarsal bones on each side, 7 tarsal bones, 14 phalanges, and 26 foot bones in one foot.
If you are used to using your right foot, you can temper these 26 bones first.
When the tempering is completed, your bones will be like iron, your meridians will be strong, and your skin will become tougher as a result of tempering.
By that time, it shouldn't be difficult for you to poke the wooden stake through with one kick.
Also, if you have practiced your Zhuang Kung Fu to the Real Reality Realm, you must learn to use it in combination. The Zhuang Kung Fu of the Real Reality Realm is not weak even in Mowu.
Don't just stand there stupidly, use pile skills to move during the battle, it can be used as footwork.
As a compulsory course in basic martial arts, Zhuang Gong has many uses, but you haven’t developed enough of them now.
The so-called tumbler's pile skill is not that simple. If you can't knock it down, it doesn't ask you to hit it forcefully, but lets you avoid, dodge, dodge, and offload...
Even if you are hit by someone, 90% of your strength will be lost, and the damage caused will be limited..."
Lu Fengrou continued to give Fang Ping pointers and pointed out some of the mistakes he made when he just used his strength. The whole morning passed like this.
Fang Ping and Zhao Xuemei were both immersed in her guidance. It wasn't until Lu Fengrou said it would end today and continue tomorrow that they came to their senses.
"As my students, some of the benefits are obvious. You can practice more frequently recently and don't worry about the consumption of qi and blood.
When you finish eating the ordinary Qi and Blood Pills, you can ask me for them, but you have to make progress.
If there is no progress, even ordinary Qi and Blood Pills will not be so easy to obtain.
I will conduct assessments every day, and there is progress. You don’t have to worry about replenishing your energy and blood!"
After saying this, Lu Fengrou left without any intention of having lunch with them.
Zhao Xuemei waited for her to leave, feeling a little disappointed and said: "Am I too stupid..."
Fang Ping can use it flexibly. Although it is a bit silly to kick the solid wood pile, it is still lethal. At least there is a not shallow hole in the solid wood pile.
And she has only now learned how to gather strength and concentrate, and there is still a long way to go before she can actually gather strength.
Fang Ping comforted: "It's not stupid. There is no need to compare people. Some people are born smarter..."
Zhao Xuemei glared at him fiercely and hummed: "Just wait and see, I will definitely master it soon!"
"Hello……"
Seeing her running so fast, Fang Ping shook his head and sighed: "I'm really trying to comfort you, I don't appreciate it, woman!"
After saying that, Fang Ping stepped forward and touched the solid wooden stake, and murmured: "The lethality is indeed much greater than the basic kicking skills. If you focus on one point and hit the vital point, the probability of death is very high.
The temples, throat, heart, and lower genitals are all areas that are difficult for a first-grade warrior to temper.
If I really change to a pair of pointed leather shoes, if I step off one foot, I will die or be disabled..."
The key is whether to be so ruthless?
Fang Ping hesitated for a moment, then quickly made up his mind to prepare first, so as to be prepared!
Who knows if those people have other thoughts about him, maybe they want to beat him to death, this is not impossible.
…
At the same time.
Mowu Martial Arts Club.
Qin Fengqing leaned back on the chair carelessly and yawned: "It's boring. A group of losers don't want to take revenge on Wang Jinyang, but they actually want to take advantage of the new students. It's really boring!"
Zhang Yu frowned, did not answer his words, and said: "I will be in retreat recently, and the affairs of the martial arts club will be left to Zhou Yan.
The martial arts club is responsible for the students' competition. Zhou Yan, please serve some snacks this time, don't let Fang Ping die on the ring.
If he dies, we will be in trouble.
As for Qin Fengqing, just don’t cause trouble..."
After saying this, Zhang Yu said no more, but Qin Fengqing said lazily: "If Fang Ping beats someone else to death, it won't be the same trouble, it will all be free!"
"he?"
Zhang Yu pondered for a moment, but shook his head and said nothing. Fang Ping had just broken through to the first level. This time, some of the people who challenged Fang Ping were the same opponents that Wang Jinyang defeated before.
These people were at the peak of the first rank more than half a year ago. Although they have not broken through the second rank now, their strength has improved compared to before.
Wang Jinyang didn't even kill them, let alone Fang Ping.