Long Cheng stared at Hua Ji. From the moment he entered the door, he noticed something unusual about the other party.
The venue in the martial arts hall is empty, and there are sweaty figures everywhere, kicking, punching, and several pairs of students who are fighting fiercely, so the air is turbulent and chaotic. However, these small and disordered airflows can only be seen if they are close to this man wearing snow-white training clothes.
Around the man, the airflow speed will immediately slow down, as if there is a thick and solid force field around his body.
This kind of subtlety is difficult for ordinary people to distinguish with the naked eye, but Longcheng is keenly aware of it.
Hua Ji did not dodge at all and met Long Cheng's sharp gaze.
The young man in front of him was obviously so exhausted that it made people wonder if he would fall asleep if he fell down, but his eyes were fierce and completely incompatible with his age. They were the eyes of a predator.
A dangerous guy.
Hua Ji nodded: "I am this classmate. What do you want to learn?"
His expression was calm, without any flaws. The curator probably wouldn't mind if he made a temporary guest appearance as a teacher. After all, he was merciful just now and only broke the curator's head, but didn't twist it off... Oh, by the way, the curator.
I'm going to bandage my head, it's very good!
Long Cheng was looking forward to it: "Can you fight with bare hands?"
The painted halberd looks like a flat lake, and the interest in my heart is even stronger.
The young man's simple words revealed quite a lot of information.
Smarter students will ask more specific questions about certain types of exercises, such as leg skills, body skills, boxing skills, sword skills, etc. Sillier students or beginners will often ask, "How to become stronger" and "How to improve"
"One's own strength" is such a broad term.
The boy in front of me was asking about fighting with bare hands.
Unarmed, indicating specific scenarios and fighting requirements. Fighting, strong target orientation and offensive intentions.
Underground black boxing? Death fight without rules?
Countless thoughts ran through Huaji's mind, but he still looked calm: "I know a little bit."
Whenever it comes to fighting, his brain is always very good.
Long Cheng was in awe and saluted seriously: "Teach me, I want to fight with my apprentice's hands."
Longcheng has special respect for those who are capable and willing to teach them, such as instructors.
Any request mentioned by the instructor, Long Cheng will do his best to fulfill it without compromise. He will keep in mind what the instructor said and practice it. Even if he is killed, Long Cheng will seriously bury the instructor and plant grass. Lao Ye and the others
Long Cheng was too lazy to pay attention.
Facing the instructor's resurrection again and again in the nightmare, Long Cheng's patience was exhausted and he was physically and mentally exhausted, but he still buried the instructor's grave and planted grass over and over again without any carelessness.
Huaji immediately had a good impression of Longcheng Dashu. There are not many young people who are so polite and respectful of their teachers now!
His eyes softened a bit, and he nodded and said: "Unarmed fighting involves many aspects, such as body skills, steps, legs, hands, twists, etc. It is a comprehensive application. I need to see how your foundation is first."
It is indeed a teaching! Professional!
Long Cheng perked up: "What should I do?"
Huaji had not encountered such a good seedling for a long time. At this time, he was very happy to see the hunter's heart. His attitude was very kind. He waved and encouraged: "You can attack me and let go of your hands and feet. Don't worry about getting hurt."
Some teachers have bad tempers and will often take advantage of confrontations to establish their authority, and students can easily get hurt. It is the first time Huaji is a teacher, so he will naturally not do such bad things, and he is afraid that young people will be cautious and not be able to let go. That's why he said this.
Long Cheng was even more solemn. He felt the strong self-confidence in Jiao Xi and said solemnly: "Teacher, I'm going to do it!"
Huaji smiled slightly, he was such a polite little guy. Just when he was about to say some words of encouragement, his vision blurred, and a blurry shadow of legs with a sharp sound of wind hit his face.
Huaji's eyes twitched, so fast!
His upper body suddenly leaned back, and at the same time, his left forearm was raised to block the door in front of his face.
Long Cheng's leg hit Hua Ji's left arm, and a crisp popping sound echoed in the martial arts hall.
The violent airflow exploded in front of Huaji's eyes, blowing the bangs on his forehead. His eyes were calm, his face was like a flat lake, and his heart was filled with thunder... It was so fucking heavy!
The alloy floor beneath my feet made a slight crisp sound, and a circle of cracks appeared under my feet.
With the help of his blocking power, Long Cheng twisted his waist in the air, flipped his body strangely, and the moment he landed, he dwarfed and jumped to the ground. Like a sharp arrow, he rushed into the waist and abdomen area of the halberd, and his left fist silently hit the fatal kidney area.
The corners of Huaji's eyes were twitching wildly, so sinister!
If it weren't for the difficulty of finding good young people, he almost turned his back on the spot. I asked you to let go of your hands and feet, but you want my waist!
At that moment, his right arm was half bent and hanging down, with his elbow protecting his vitals. At the same time, his five fingers were folded into claws, and his wrist was like a snake spitting out a message, and it suddenly pecked at Long Cheng's forearm.
Long Cheng did not dodge, and punched Hua Ji hard on the elbow. At the same time, Hua Ji's five fingers pecked Long Cheng's left forearm.
Hua Ji felt as if his elbow had been struck by a hammer, and his muscles as strong as twisted steel bars showed visible waves. The powerful force made Hua Ji's body tremble slightly, click, and he took a step back.
Long Cheng also felt uncomfortable. Jiao Xian's seemingly light peck went straight into the flesh and bones, like a drill bit drilling into his forearm. The pain made Long Cheng's entire arm completely inoperable.
However, it is common for Longcheng to exchange injuries for injuries. In the unarmed fight with the instructor last night, the two of them exchanged injuries for injuries almost from beginning to end, which is why the scene was so tragic.
Long Cheng's expression didn't change at all, as if it wasn't his arm that was injured as he stumbled forward.
Bang bang bang, the sound of air explosion echoed through the martial arts hall. Everyone stopped their movements and stared dumbfoundedly at the fight between the two.
Long Cheng was panting heavily, sweating like rain, and looked at the instructor in front of him with his knees clenched, admiring him greatly. If he hadn't fought with the instructor in his dream last night, he could have persisted for a while, but now, his physical strength was exhausted
Almost exhausted.
The teacher in front of him stood with his hands behind his back, his expression remained unchanged, his body was as tall as a pine tree, and his defense was as solid as a rock from beginning to end, without revealing any flaws.
What a great lesson!
Sweat was pouring down, and Long Cheng was completely convinced by his instructor. Even the instructor couldn't escape his attack unscathed just now.
End the nightmare, there is hope!
Long Cheng stood up straight again, ignoring the sweat flowing down his cheeks, and said seriously: "Teach me, I want to fight with my apprentice's hands!"
The halberd he stood with his hands behind his back was full of master's style. No one could see that his hands behind his back were shaking slightly, and his arms and elbows seemed to have lost consciousness and were numb. He looked at a row of rows on the alloy floor in front of him.
He could see that the young man had never systematically learned unarmed combat and only knew some of the simplest techniques. But even these simple techniques turned into simple and efficient ones on a body with extremely terrifying strength, speed, and reaction.
means of killing.
What's more, this guy also has terrifying fighting will, endurance and determination!
Didn’t I find a good seedling? I found a treasure...
Compared with the guy in front of me, the Series 2 training camp is simply a garbage dump, full of garbage. I have so few subordinates that I don't even have one person to carry this guy's shoes.
Oh, the only thing that can be compared is probably 2333 made up by the leader.
The more he looked at Huaji, the more he felt that the temperament of the young man in front of him was very consistent with the temperament of 2333 made up by the leader. Especially the ruthlessness, coupled with the experience of slaughtering the entire training camp, it was not inconsistent at all.
Huaji took a deep breath: "Okay! I'll teach you the art of unarmed fighting! However, you have to be mentally prepared. You have a lot to learn."
Long Cheng said solemnly: "I will work hard."
He will work hard to become an outstanding farmer and cannot be hindered by dreams.
Hua Ji noticed that Long Cheng's breathing had become steady and his recovery ability was very strong, which was another advantage!
Long Cheng continued: "Teacher, can I come at night? I have to work during the day!"
Although he really wanted to learn to fight with bare hands as early as possible, he couldn't delay the farm work, which was the most important. Learning to fight with bare hands was to do the farm work well. If learning to fight delayed the farm work, wouldn't it be putting the cart before the horse?
What a simple child!
Huaji felt even more satisfied and said pleasantly, "Okay, I'll wait for you here tonight!"
Watching Long Cheng leave, Hua Ji felt excited. He came to Magnolia Star this time at the right time!
Will the martial arts gym be open at night? Should we buy the martial arts gym? Or simply twist off the gym director’s head?
Well, there are a lot of people here, so they all leave in the evening and teach alone. I will discuss it with the curator later. I believe the curator will be reasonable. By the way, I can also ask for the title of chief instructor. There should be no problem.
I forgot to ask the little guy's name just now, okay, it's not important.
You have to think carefully about what to teach at night. Such a good seedling cannot be wasted...
It is better to go to the curator first and have a friendly exchange to resolve the identity issue.
So, Huaji picked up the thermos cup on the side, got up and walked out of the martial arts gym.
It wasn't until his figure left the martial arts hall, more than ten seconds later, that the dead martial arts hall seemed to come to life again, with enthusiastic discussions ringing out.
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Oh, a boy with deep luck comes out so soon?
Too little effort!
Pan Guangguang glanced at the door of the martial arts gym across the street from the corner of his eye, watched the other party boarding an agricultural light armor, and continued to give instructions to the two of them.
"Why Ishikawa? Think about it, use your brains to think about it. Things will never appear out of thin air. Just like 2333, they always have roots. No matter how well they are hidden, they will still be dug out.
That’s it.”
"What is there on Magnolia that the 3-series would like? There are rumors that there is an abandoned zero-series base on Magnolia. If this is true, where is the most likely place?"
"Of course it's Ishikawa, why? Because Ishikawa has produced a super master! It's impossible for a super master to pop out of a rock!"
7758 couldn't help but ask: "Boss, Zero Series? Do we still have Zero Series? How come we haven't heard of it?"
Pan Guangguang waved his hand: "I have been dead for many years, and grass has grown on my grave."
7758 was very curious: "Boss, what is the zero series like?"
The ears of 521 on the side stood up. This was the first time he heard that the Killing Master actually had a zero element!
Pan Guangguang was about to speak when he suddenly glanced at the door of the martial arts gym across the street from the corner of his eye. His expression suddenly changed, and he lowered his head suddenly, almost burying his face in the bowl.
The guy with the thermos cup in his hand is... a halberd!