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Chapter 30 The Way of the Sword

Wangwu~

As soon as Sun Qiang stepped into the familiar sword room, a burst of angry barking suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Eaaah!"

The little fat man was completely stunned. His right leg that had not yet stepped down instinctively retracted and he protected his chest with both hands. He was so scared that he turned into a hamster.

When did a vicious dog appear in the sword room? There is no sign at the door!

"Artai, don't be naughty!"

At this time, the shocked classmate Xiaoqiang discovered that there was not only a vicious dog in the sword room, but also a beautiful and lovely little girl.

Then he noticed that the thing that nearly scared him away was actually just a foot-long white puppy!

Taike stood in front of Sun Qiang, raised his head and looked fiercely, whining in his throat, as if to warn the little fat man: I am very cruel, and I am afraid when I am cruel, so I am asking you if you are afraid!

But before it could fully show its ferocious side, Baoer leaned over and picked it up.

"Brother, I'm sorry..."

Baoer apologized for Tyke: "Artest is a bit naughty, didn't it scare you?"

She rubbed Tyke's head angrily. This guy scared Shang Yulin just now, and now he scared Sun Qiang.

So skinny!

Taike was rubbed until she moaned and acted coquettishly, making her anger disappear without a trace in an instant.

Sun Qiang put down his raised leg, scratched his head awkwardly, and said: "It's okay, it's okay, this puppy is very cute..."

To prove that he was not intimidated, he reached out to touch Tyke.

Aww!

Tyke seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. Before his fat hand could touch him, he turned around and bit into it: looking for death!

Sun Qiang was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand and turned pale.

He didn't expect that this cute-looking puppy could be so vicious.

In fact, Tyke had already shown mercy, mainly for threats, otherwise Xiaoqiang would not have been able to save his own hands.

If it bites you, even if you lose a few fingers, it will be considered light!

Baoer was also afraid that Tyke would bite someone, so he quickly took him aside.

Zuo Yi smiled and said: "This is my daughter, called Bao'er."

Sun Qiang took a deep breath to calm down, and smiled flatteringly at Bao'er: "Hello, junior sister Bao'er, my name is Sun Qiang, and I am your father's student."

Baoer politely replied: "Hello, brother Sun Qiang."

"Hello, hello..."

The little fat man grinned and felt elated.

He is the only son in the family, and he has always envied others having younger siblings. Now that he sees Boa, he thinks that if he could have such a cute little sister, he would be so happy!

"alright."

Zuo Yi reached out and knocked classmate Xiaoqiang on the head, interrupting his fantasy: "Who hit you?"

The big swelling on the back of Sun Qiang's head looked a bit shocking. This guy was lucky, and his skin was rough and his flesh was thick, so it was not a big deal if he suffered such an injury. If it had been someone else, he might have been lying down at that time.

The back of the head is a vital part of the human body!

Sun Qiang squeaked and said: "Yes, it's me, a few students from the school next door..."

It is embarrassing to say that he went to junior high school for two years and was bullied and blackmailed for two years. Although he told the teacher, it was of no use and he did not dare to tell his family. Then he was almost blocked at the gate of the community in the morning.

Although he successfully escaped the enemy's encirclement, he was hit by a "missile" and suffered a big blow to the back of his head.

Bao'er hugged Tyke and sat in the corner of the sword room. After listening to classmate Xiaoqiang's story of blood and tears, she quietly said to Tyke: "This fat brother is so pitiful. Please stop bullying him."

Tyke nodded.

Such a scum of war, even if you kneel on the ground and beg it to trample on you, it won't even bother to step on it with a claw.

"Artest is so good."

Bao'er narrowed his eyes, lowered his head and kissed it.

Tyke took the opportunity to act coquettishly.

Here Zuo Yi finally understood the ins and outs of why Sun Qiang came to the martial arts hall to learn martial arts. Although Zuo Yi did not regard the little fat man as his real disciple, he felt unhappy when he saw him being bullied like this.

"You've practiced well these days..."

Zuo Yi thought for a while and said: "Originally, I planned to teach you the second form of physical refining. Now that you have encountered such a situation, I will teach you a sword technique first."

The little fat man looks a little silly on the outside, but he is not stupid, and he is quite diligent and hard-working. Every morning and afternoon, he goes to the martial arts gym over and over again to practice the moves Zuo Yi taught him. He has a lot of perseverance and hard work.

Zuo Yi is still willing to teach such a student something real.

Sun Qiang was immediately overjoyed and immediately bowed and said, "Thank you, teacher!"

The reason why he wanted to learn swordsmanship instead of fighting skills was because it was easy to learn swordsmanship quickly. Unlike fighting skills, which required long-term training of muscles and bones, he could acquire some self-defense skills as quickly as possible.

The group of bad boys who were dumped in the morning will definitely not give up, and he may not be so lucky every time. If he masters his skills, he will not be afraid of the other party.

Zuo Yi waved his hand and walked to the front of the sword stand.

On the sword stand are a dozen long and short standard wooden swords for practice. The material is cheap oak. There are also high-quality wooden swords, such as high-end ones made of iron pear or iron birch.

But Tianhong Budokan cannot afford such high-quality swords. In fact, at least half of these ordinary oak swords are severely damaged and are almost scrapped.

From this we can also see the current difficult situation of the martial arts hall.

Zuo Yi picked out two wooden swords that were still in good condition, handed one to Sun Qiang, and held it in his hand.

Holding the sword in his hand, he said solemnly: "The sword is the weapon of the warrior. If you don't have the courage to draw the sword and fight, then don't learn swordsmanship, because the sword will become a burden and weakness for the coward."

"Now let me ask you again, do you really want to learn to sword?"

Under Zuo Yi's sharp gaze, Sun Qiang's legs trembled and he almost lost his balance, and he had the urge to turn around and run away.

But recalling his experience of being bullied again and again, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"

Zuo Yi nodded: "Very good, then take your guess."

He turned around and faced the sword puppet standing against the wall in front of him, holding the sword in both hands and raising it high.

An indescribable momentum rose from Zuo Yi, covering the entire sword room in the blink of an eye, making the air freeze!

Sun Qiang held his breath involuntarily and tried his best to open his eyes wide.

"cut!"

Following Zuo Yi's deep shout, the wooden sword in his hand suddenly slashed straight forward, and the dark brown sword body broke through the air barrier like lightning, sparking an invisible air blade.

Instantly slashed the sword puppet a few steps away!

puff!

The sword puppet, which was covered with thick and tough rubber leather from top to bottom, suddenly shook, and there was a sunken sword mark on the front chest.

At this time, the wooden sword that Zuo Yi swung down was still more than one meter away from the sword puppet!

Awesome!

Sun Qiang's open mouth did not close for a long time. He was stunned by Zuo Yi's sword.

He had watched the performances of many swordsman masters on the Internet and TV, and he felt that they were very powerful. However, compared with Zuo Yi's current demonstration, it was nothing at all.

At this moment, Sun Qiang couldn't figure out why there was such a powerful swordsmanship instructor like Zuo Yi in Tianhong Martial Arts School, which seemed to be about to close down.

He knew he was really lucky!

However, Sun Qiang didn't know that Zuo Yi's sword neither inspired sword power nor instilled fighting spirit. At the level of power, he did not even exert one ten thousandth of his own strength.

Zuo Yi swung his sword back, gently patted Sun Qiang's shoulder in a dazed state, and asked, "Do you understand?"

Sun Qiang woke up and nodded quickly.

The next moment he realized something was wrong and quickly shook his head again - you must never pretend to understand!

"It doesn't matter."

Zuo Yi didn't take it seriously and said, "Now you learn from me."

The sword technique taught by Zuo Yi to Sun Qiang is actually very simple. It involves raising the sword and slashing straight, without any changes in the back move. Basically anyone can learn it.

But this "cutting" move can also include the principles of kendo and the secrets of swordsmanship. What Zuo Yi is teaching Sun Qiang now is just the basic tips for getting started, such as the method of swinging a sword to exert force.

It was enough for Sun Qiang to study for a lot of time!

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Soon, the sound of the wooden sword piercing the air was heard in the sword room.

Under Zuo Yi's guidance, Sun Qiang practiced "cutting" against the sword puppet over and over again.

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