Fan Xian put a hand on Qin Hao's shoulder: "Brother, how do you practice this martial arts?"
Qin Hao quickly flipped through the unknown secret book, and quickly engraved all the contents in his mind through AlphaGo, and at the same time deduced it through computational power.
"Isn't there a picture on it? You can't imitate a cat or a tiger?"
"Is it that simple? I heard that this thing can cultivate Qi, doesn't it require meridians to run or something?" Fan Xian looked at Qin Hao dumbfounded.
Qin Hao was very happy. This kid probably read too many martial arts novels in his previous life.
Qing Yunian's world's true energy is actually not true energy, but nuclear radiation. After the extinction of prehistoric civilization, human beings have gradually adapted to nuclear radiation through hundreds of thousands of years of evolution, and have mastered the absorption of nuclear radiation through some methods.
Tips on nuclear radiation.
These techniques actually use some specific movements to help the body absorb nuclear radiation faster. After strengthening itself to a certain extent, it can be released externally to defend against enemies. The effect is somewhat like "infuriating energy"
Take Fan Xian's "Domineering Qi" as an example. It was summarized by the temple's supercomputer after thousands of years of calculations and deductions. Although it is extremely powerful after being mastered, in essence the "Domineering Qi" is actually just
A relatively profound set of "radio gymnastics"
Of course, calling it "broadcast gymnastics" is just a metaphor, and the depth of its content is definitely unmatched by broadcast gymnastics. However, Qing Yu Nian's world practice is a combination of accelerating the absorption of nuclear radiation through some specific postures.
"Brother, are you sure this works?" Fan Xian made a gesture according to the content in the secret book.
However, the next second, an invisible force knocked him down. Qin Hao made the same gesture, then punched out, and a branch as thick as his wrist was broken in response.
Fan Xian opened his mouth wide and looked at Qin Hao with disbelief.
Qin Hao's bookboy and the guards following him also looked like they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
"This is the domineering Qi? It is indeed the technique that created the strongest master. It is really extraordinary." Qin Hao was secretly shocked. He had only been practicing for a while, and then combined with the half-step collapse fist, he was able to achieve this.
Effect.
Fan Xian was so happy when he saw that he was hunting, he also punched a tree. There was a click, and then he squatted on the spot with his wrists in his hands and screamed in agony.
"Isn't this right? It's the same technique, why are you so good after you practice it?"
Qin Hao pretended to think: "Maybe I have the foundation before."
"Is that so? How old are you?"
"My sixth birthday will be in three months."
Fan Xian's eyes lit up: "You are the same age as me. Even if you start practicing as soon as you can walk, it will only take you three years at most. Does that mean I will be as good as you in three years?"
"It should be about the same." Qin Hao agreed on the surface, but secretly laughed in his heart. Fan Xian had mistaken a concept. The third-level realm at the age of five is very different from the third-level realm at the age of eight.
Fan Xian put his hand on Qin Hao's shoulder excitedly: "By the way, buddy, I don't know your name yet."
"Qin Hao."
"My name is Fan Xian, and we are friends from today on."
Fan Xian was secretly proud. The child in front of him had such talent at such a young age. How could he still be talented in the future? He took advantage of this opportunity and quickly hugged him into his lap. He was not allowed to walk sideways in the future.
Since I learned the "Domineering Qi" from Fan Xian, I owe him a favor.
"Okay, if you encounter any trouble in the future, just come to me." Qin Hao thought for a moment and agreed happily. After all, behind Fan Xian is not only Wu Zhu, who is as powerful as the Grand Master, but there are also so many people who are not his biological father but are better than his biological father.
With the big boss protecting me, this little guy got a good harvest.
Just as Qin Hao was teaching Fan Xian his next move, a clear girl's voice suddenly came out from behind the stone.
"Brother, where have you been? Why haven't you come back yet?"
Fan Xian suddenly slapped his forehead: "Oh no, I forgot about Ruoruo in the excitement."
After saying that, Fan Xian put the secret book in his arms and ran to the stream. While running, he did not forget to turn around and wave to Qin Hao: "Brother, see you later."
Qin Hao smiled and nodded at him. His goal had been achieved, and there was no need to continue to follow Fan Xian.
On the other side, after saying goodbye to Qin Hao, Fan Xian quickly climbed over the boulder and came to the stream. He saw a girl playing in the stream, holding a pebble shaped like magatama in her hand.
"Brother, what did you do just now? I told you to ignore me." Fan Ruoruo pouted and complained.
Fan Xian scratched the back of his head in embarrassment: "I just met a very powerful kid..."
"Brother, did you fight with him?" Fan Ruoruo asked worriedly.
"No, how could I fight with someone casually?" Fan Xian said this, but what he was thinking in his heart was: "How can I beat him?"
"Oh, then how do you know someone is great?"
"Well... you will know if you come with me."
With that said, Fan Xian brought Fan Ruoruo to the tree just now and pointed to the broken branch on the ground: "Look, this is what he broke with a punch from the air."
"Wow, he's so powerful. Brother, please don't fight with him in the future." Fan Ruoruo didn't know what breaking a branch with a punch from the air meant. She was just worried that her brother might be seriously injured if he got into a fight.
serious.
Fan Xian was speechless for a while. He had to dare to talk nonsense.
On the other hand, after Qin Hao returned, he did not hide what happened today. Anyway, if he didn't tell the book boy and the guard, he would definitely tell the cheap daddy.
When Qin Hui heard that his son actually had the talent to practice martial arts, he didn't believe it at first, so he specially called the guard captain next to him and asked Qin Hao to show his skills in front of him.
Qin Hao didn't hide his clumsiness too much. He used 70% to 80% of his strength and showed off his trick of breaking the vase in two steps.
The captain of the guard was dumbfounded. He himself had a sixth-level strength. Breaking a vase in the air was just a small skill for him. But the problem was that his young master was not yet six years old. Looking at the entire Qing Kingdom, five years old would reach
The third-level realm is certainly unprecedented, let alone unprecedented.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "How is it? Does my son have any talent for martial arts?" Qin Hui asked nervously.
The captain of the guard couldn't help but smile bitterly. If he didn't have the talent for martial arts, wouldn't he have become a fool after so many years of training?
"Reporting to your lord, the young master is a rare martial arts prodigy, and his future achievements will surely far exceed those of his subordinates."
Qin Hui lowered his head and whispered in the guard captain's ear: "Are you sure you are not trying to make me happy?"
"Sir, I dare not lie. As long as the young master practices diligently, it is not impossible to achieve the ninth rank in the future."
Ninth-grade? Qin Hui’s eyes almost bulged out. What does it mean to be a ninth-grade warrior? There are only four grand masters in the world. Nanqing is the strongest, but there are only two grand masters, and one of them has been hiding all year round.
Don't come out in the palace.
The ninth-grade warriors in the world are all powerful warriors trained by various countries. Each one of them is a prestigious existence. If you can have a ninth-grade warrior, the whole family will prosper.
When he thought of this, Qin Hui was overjoyed. For him, he could completely put aside his legitimate sons and concubines and his personal preferences. It was his lifelong wish to carry forward the family.
"Okay, okay, I never thought that my son is actually good at both civil and military skills. Qin Ming, I order you to teach Haoer martial arts with all your strength. Don't hide your secrets." Qin Hui hid his hands that were shaking with excitement behind his back, so that he could show himself in front of his son.
Doesn't seem so glum.
"My lord has entrusted me with my duty, and I should do my best. However, my talents are limited and my knowledge is limited. I may be able to teach the young master a little or two..." The guard captain is still self-aware. According to the potential shown by Qin Hao,
It is estimated that he will surpass him in a few years. Even a great master would be jealous of such a "monster", right? How can he be qualified to be someone else's master?
Hearing what the guard captain said, Qin Hui also reacted: "Well, you are right, we really need to find a famous teacher for Haoer."
"Let's do this, you will teach Hao'er some basics first, and the rest will be done after I find a famous teacher for Hao'er."
"I obey my orders."
Seeing her husband's ecstatic expression, Mrs. Qin Yang felt sour in her heart. How come her son, who had been frail and sick since he was a child, actually gave birth to a son with both civil and military abilities from a concubine?
"Hao'er, please go back and rest first. Don't worry, your father will mobilize the entire clan to find a famous teacher for you."
In fact, it is no longer important to him whether he has obtained the "Domineering Qi" or not, but the stone from the mountain can be used to attack jade. It is also good to know more about the power system of this world. After all, the original drama mainly focuses on
The place lies in the tactics, and the description of the power system is not exhaustive.
"Thank you, father. I'll take my leave." Qin Hao obediently bowed and left the front hall.
Qin Hui looked at Qin Hao's back and smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth. Qin Yang felt sour in his heart when he saw this scene.
Starting from the next day, Qin Hao became busy, reading and practicing calligraphy in the morning, and practicing martial arts under the "teaching" of the guard captain in the afternoon.
Originally, Qin Hui planned to stop Qin Hao's cultural classes. After all, no matter how good he was at reading, he would only get the top score in the examination, and he would only be in the sixth rank if he entered the officialdom.
But the ninth-grade warrior is different. He is a guardian who is enough to make a family rise.
However, Qin Hao refused because he did not want to simply be a brave and foolhardy warrior. He also needed to learn about the world through reading. A scholar can know the world without going out.
Qin Hui thought about it and thought it seemed reasonable, so he agreed, but told the guard captain to teach carefully.
As a result, the guard captain taught Qin Hao the first day and almost made him doubt his life.
Whether it was fists, kicks, or swordsmanship, Qin Hao could easily master all the moves once he taught him. If he hadn't known that this young master had never practiced martial arts before, he would have doubted whether he was just trying to trick him.
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What made him even more ashamed was that this young master had an astonishingly high level of understanding. Not only could he learn all kinds of moves accurately, he could even do some details better than him after practicing several times.
"This is not a genius, he is simply a monster!" The guard captain discovered that it turned out that it was not a good thing for his apprentice to be too smart.
Fortunately, the classes that taught some basic knowledge to warriors allowed the guard captain to find some comfort.
"Young Master, there are nine levels of warriors in the world. The first level is the lowest and the ninth level is the highest."
"But even the lowest first-grade warrior is not comparable to ordinary people. Three or five strong men of the same age cannot get close to him."
"Advanced to the second level, one punch can kill a strong farm cow."
"The third level is a qualitative change. Within three steps, you can release your true energy to hurt the enemy."
"There is no essential difference between the fourth and sixth grades. They are all absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth and strengthening their own bodies."
"The seventh-level and eighth-level physical bodies are small, even if the true energy is not circulated, the physical body alone can resist ordinary arrows."
"The ninth-level physical body is perfect, one person can defeat a city!"
"As for the Grand Master, there are only four of them in this world. Each one of them is a person who can turn the world upside down. Their power cannot be measured by common sense."
Qin Hao nodded slightly. From the guard captain's mouth, he also learned some secrets about the world.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and today Qin Hao was practicing swordsmanship with the guard captain. Regarding fists and kicks, the guard captain felt that he had nothing to teach Qin Hao, and could only regain some sense of presence in swordsmanship.
"Young Master, Fan Xian, the son of Uncle Si Nan, would like to see you." The boy came to Qin Hao and whispered.
Qin Hao took back his special dagger and exhaled a breath of turbidity.
"Sir, let's get here first today."
The guard captain nodded: "Young master is making rapid progress. I'm afraid he will be able to reach the fourth level in a short time. It won't hurt if he takes a little rest."
When he said this, the guard captain felt sour in his heart. It had only been half a month, and he saw that the other party was about to advance from the third level to the fourth level. How long did it take him? Three years or five years?
It’s really like comparing people to death, and comparing goods with others.
Not long after, the book boy brought Fan Xian and Fan Ruoruo to Qin Hao's courtyard.
Fan Xian was not polite and lay down directly on Qin Hao's recliner. The fruits on the desk did not escape his clutches.
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Qin Hao ignored him, but turned to look at Fan Ruoruo who was following him.
A round little face, with fair skin as delicate and smooth as a newly peeled egg shell, and eyes like two shining black gems, with long eyelashes blinking, revealing a curious and lively brilliance. A slightly turned-up little nose.
Below is a small ruddy mouth, inadvertently revealing the young and white baby teeth.
"Oh, this is my sister Fan Ruoruo." Seeing Qin Hao looking at his sister, Fan Xian didn't think much about it. After all, he was only a few years old. What bad thoughts could he have?
Fan Ruoruo bowed to Qin Hao gracefully: "I've met brother Qin."
"Sister Ruoruo, there is no need to be polite." Qin Hao also cupped his fists and saluted her.
Fan Xian was a little impatient: "Aren't you tired from being like this? It's hard not to have adults around, and you have to go through all this red tape."
"You think everyone is like you, like a wild monkey." Qin Hao said angrily.
Fan Ruoruo burst out laughing when he heard this. It was rare to see his brother in such a deflated state. In the past, he had always teased others.
"Why did you come to see me?"
Facing Qin Hao's inquiry, Fan Xian slapped his forehead: "I almost forgot about the business."
"Brother, I heard that you are practicing martial arts with a sixth-grade master, can you also teach me?"
Qin Hao was a little confused: "The guy at the grocery store should have more than six levels of skill, right? Why don't you let him teach you?"
"Don't mention it, look at the injury on my body."
When talking about this Fan Xian, he always looked hopeless. Wu Zhu's teaching methods were unparalleled. He actually asked Fan Xian to dodge his attacks. If he couldn't dodge, he would be beaten. Although Wu Zhuhui withdrew his strength,
But it still hurts when hit on the body.
After being beaten for two days, Fan Xian couldn't bear it any longer and went on strike. Wu Zhu probably felt that it was too early to start teaching now, so he agreed.