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 when the handyman came to deliver the cornbread, they both jumped out of bed at the same time like springs at the first knock on the door. Then they each composed themselves, turned to look at each other, and 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 didn't 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. At a glance, he saw Luo Qi sitting on the edge of the bed with her slightly messy hair.
That gesture...is casually charming.
Zhao Changhe's heart suddenly jumped, and he turned his head to change the topic: "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: "Do you understand again? Returning the willow branches is just like a domestic servant... Sorry."
"What's there to be sorry for? How many of you have offended me with your nonsense? I said you were a countryman, but you said my family has servants, so we have no money." Luo Qi rolled her eyes at him: "Let's go, you practice your kung fu , I still have to work hard to get meat for you."
“Well, 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 be realized. 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 didn't realize it and nodded: "There is always a way."
Being such 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.
Actually, Zhao Changhe just deliberately didn’t look at it.
It doesn’t matter whether it’s a man or a woman, it will only affect the speed of my cultivation.
As soon as Luo Qi left, he went straight to the martial arts field again. Originally he said that he would practice the Blood Evil Technique in the morning and the sword practice in the afternoon, but he felt that the Blood Evil Technique was still running when he was practicing the sword, so the Blood Evil Technique seemed to be progressing a bit fast. He didn't know if there was something wrong, so he should consult Sun. teach.
"Quickly? To what extent? Follow the blood-shaking technique and try to punch me." Sun Jianxi didn't care.
Zhao Changhe said carefully: "Full power?"
"Of course, with all your strength." Professor Sun rolled his eyes: "You are the only one who still wants to beat me?"
Zhao Changhe thought so, so he squatted down 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 full of 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...
Professor Sun raised his hand to block the attack nonchalantly, and Zhao Changhe felt an unpredictable surge of force coming from him. He stumbled back several steps before barely regaining his balance. The overwhelming sense of power disappeared instantly, and the illusion of blood in his eyes was gone, as if he had been 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 and your qi and blood are so full that it is too suitable for the blood." It’s strange. How did you, a poor person from a village, get such good nutrition?”
He didn't let Zhao Changhe see that the hand behind his back was shaking a little.
It was too careless. I blocked it casually. I didn't expect this guy to be so powerful... It's too exaggerated.
Zhao Changhe thought to himself that when it comes to physical nutrition, you, the leader, may not be able to eat as well as an ordinary office worker in modern times. What’s more, I am also a sports person, and my physique is better than that of ordinary classmates. Speaking of which, that "eye behind the back" has not been of any use so far. After working on it for a long time, is his physical fitness the biggest drawback?
"Of course there is another reason. You have not lost your vitality, and you have enough energy, which is overflowing...it is truly called strong blood." Sun Jianxi didn't know whether he was praising or sarcastically. He looked at him up and down for a long time, but he still couldn't hold it back. Missed a sentence: "Are you nineteen? How pitiful."
“Grass.” Zhao Changhe frowned and said, “Isn’t it considered a loss of Yuanyang if I **** myself?”
“It looks similar on the surface, but in terms of martial arts theory, it’s not the same thing, unless you do it too often... Why am I telling you this?”
Zhao Changhe: “…”
Sun Jiaoxi’s face was expressionless: “The current situation is that you are almost getting started with your Blood Evil Skill. 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 entrance per month?” Zhao Changhe was a little surprised. Thinking of Luo Qi, who had been practicing martial arts since he was a child and was still very proud of his master's degree at the age of sixteen or seventeen, he wondered if he would vomit blood after hearing the news.
Zhao Changhe said honestly: "Originally, I set the number for a thousand times, but I forgot to count the number of times as I chopped. I guess it's not much different." Is it really a thousand times? Sun Jiaoxi almost bulged his eyes, and then he pointed at a wooden stake calmly: "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 light of the knife flashed past and struck the mark pointed by Sun Jiaoxi. It was not a perfect fit, but slightly off. Teacher Sun took a deep breath and muttered: "It's okay."
Zhao Changhe said: "It's not very good. I feel like I just need to practice more today."
How can you still be so modest? Do you think when I say it's okay, I mean you're doing okay? What I mean is that luckily your qualifications in the art of swordsmanship are only average, and they are not as heaven-defying as the Blood Demon Kung Fu, otherwise it would be too much.
Sun Jiaoxi's expression became much more relaxed: "Actually, in terms of talent alone, you are not very high, or 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 master 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 a big bowl of wine, a lot of meat, and a lot of sluts, but not many can still work 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, almost all his heart is focused on it. It's not just to get stronger and go back, he really finds fun in this kind of thing.
Just like when I was playing games, I was defeated to death by a BOSS, but I refused to give up, even the server maintenance was cursing and I couldn't bear to leave. It's a bit similar now. Damn, can't you hit that position? I refused to accept it and continued to chop. This "BOSS" must live as long as he wants to live one day.
The same goes for the Blood Evil Kung Fu. He found pleasure in the process of increasing his power, and he also vaguely 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 became mingled with everyone.
The bookish atmosphere in the university has unknowingly become weaker and weaker, while the bandit spirit has become stronger and stronger.
Just a few days…
Born to be a gangster.
“Bah!” It was dusk. Zhao Changhe, who had been practicing all day, put away his knife and slapped a gangster next to him on the shoulder: “I can go out some other time. I invite my brothers to drink together!”
The gangster apologized and smiled: "Of course everyone invited Boss Zhao to drink. Just because Boss Zhao stabbed Luo Zhenwu to death with a knife, he deserves a toast from everyone."
“Huh? Were you there that day?”
"Of course we are not here, but in the past few days I have heard from the brothers who participated in the teaching 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 gust of wind 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 hidden 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 world? "
Zhao Changhe held it in for a long time and finally uttered one word: "Grass!"
It's strange. At that time, I felt that the way Lord Luo spoke to his son didn't look like he was treating a prince at all. Then he was just a son, right? Is it a mistake...or have they become accustomed to it after being father and son for many years?
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 a holy religion, and this is the opposite. This **** prince is the one who is being killed by this corrupt court, what can we hide for them? "
Zhao Changhe sighed. I thought this was some kind of core secret that I could only ask after I joined the religion, but unexpectedly it was revealed in front of me 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 the knife I made at that time seemed...a bit awesome.
“I just beheaded the emperor’s illegitimate son. His reputation was only for a while, and no one mentioned 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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PS: Add an update to wish everyone a happy New Year~ I wish everyone good health, good health, and good health in the new year.
(End of this chapter)