Apocalyptic Forecast

The next day, in the afternoon, in a messy practice field.

Huai Shi squatted on the ground, looking down at the weapons piled up in random places, only to feel dazzled.

"what is this?"

Huaishi picked up a half-human-like steel statue and smashed a human face behind him.

"Oh, that's a sublimator who reads martial arts novels, and feels that the martial arts of the world are invincible. I have made a one-legged bronze figure to challenge the heroes, and I was killed by the bronze figure ... It's all gray. "

Old Luo took the handkerchief and wiped the dust on the face of the man, so that he could vaguely glimpse the horrified look on it, making the old man's expression more cheerful: "The guy who is called" three-questioner "can't fight, but the words are good. If you did n’t kill me, you can still say two beautiful words to stay.

"What about this?"

Huaixi turned his hands on a chain again, and a thick holy scripture was hung on the chain. The four corners were covered with steel. It was so heavy that it was almost a meteor hammer.

"This was picked up after he met a missionary at the border and was killed."

"what about this?"

Huai Shi was confused, and picked up a broken model, as if it could be seen as a road roller with blood on it.

Old Luo raised his eyes and glanced, "Oh, when I was young, I walked by the big library and met some guys who didn't read well and lifted the bar all day long, and asked me if I was proficient in weapons. Picked up something to kill them all. "

With that said, he rubbed a bite of protein powder against protein powder and sighed with emotion: "Since then, no one dared to ask me what I would do, I really miss it."

Huai Shi dumbfounded: "I have to learn this?"

"Have you finished?"

Mr. Luo laughed and asked: "Moreover, do these toys need to be dedicated to work?"

He is very clear about Huai Shi's ability.

In terms of talent, it can be said that there is a degree of brilliance. Trying hard is still one-of-a-kind, and it is not so outstanding.

But one thing is good, strange brain holes and ideas are emerging in an endless stream, even being able to figure out the skills of swordsmanship and playing method out of nothing, and the defects of talents can still make up for it.

Can be expected in the future.

But the most critical, savvy, is fatal.

This is not to say that he is not well-suited to eating this bowl of rice. Ninety-nine percent of the people in the world do not need such a profound thing as understanding, let alone talent.

This year, the division of labor is so detailed, where you need a person to pick the beams and make them all round.

All that is needed after the allocation is the water milling time.

At the current rate of Huai Shi, about 40 years later, can you be equal to yourself 10 years ago?

But if you want to go one step further, it is impossible.

But the next step is meaningless to him.

For him, enough is enough.

This is not a problem here for the muscular old man, not to mention anything else, if it is just some skill that can be understood by pondering, it is enough.

With that said, the old man put down the teapot, picked up an iron whip from the ground, waved it twice, and set off thunderous thunder, all the weapons buzzed and vibrated.

"Oh! Resonance, amazing!"

Huaishi clapped her hands calmly, successfully ruined the force of Wan Bing's worship, and Luo Luo couldn't help but want to whip this **** to death.

Seeing that the old man had a bad expression, Huai Shi shut up quickly and dared not speak again.

"You have mastered the changes in the basic posture and rhythm. It can be said that you can learn everything next. What I can do is to speed up the process of your adaptation."

It was said that after demonstrating several offensive and defensive postures commonly used by the iron whip to the Huai Shi, the old man took a pick, changed a short knife, and took a few strokes to show the know-how and essence of the Huai Shi.

The two are almost the same.

The harmonious unity that could not be said in his hands.

Immediately afterwards, the old man changed his weapons such as the eight-sided sword, spear, sickle, double sword, flail, etc., each of which was practiced in a non-stop manner.

"Do you see it?"

Luo Lao threw a round shield aside, grabbed a short gun and waved it casually, then turned back and said: "There are so many weapons in this world, but in the final analysis, there are so many ways to use to come and go, even if there are so many Strange moves and strange moves, but these things themselves have no practical value.

If they are distinguished by distance, they can be divided into long, medium, and short. If they are distinguished by weight, they are light and moderate. If they are distinguished by style, they are even simpler. Offense and defense, as well as sneak attacks and strong attacks, etc ... , Probably about a few thousand words, but conversely, aren't these thousands of words really useful?

Others are nothing more than a combination of several techniques, just add, subtract, multiply and divide. "

Hearing the professor Luo Lao outlined the topic, Huai Shi realized something vaguely, and was immediately overjoyed: "I want to learn this?"

This is awesome.

After learning this, there will be no weapons that cannot be used in the world.

"No, I don't teach these things, I have given you the methods. I want to learn how to think about myself."

Luo Lao poured cold water over the pot: "The time is short. Since we want to seek results utilitarianly, then we can naturally ignore it ... I can teach everything you can learn by yourself.

The key to the house has been given to you. So much is said, that is to take you to the door ... This is what the teacher can do. I only charged you a little money. Do you want me to learn the old skills in the novel? Grandpa, after giving you hundreds of years of skill, will you take another daughter to give you? "

That's not impossible.

Huai Shi wanted to say this, but he did not dare to say so in front of the old man by giving him hundreds of guts.

On the contrary, he made a sincere and honest face, old man, you think too much, my Huai poetry is just trying to boil the body every day and doesn't care much about female sex.

If the old man is in a hurry, let alone the class, I'm afraid I won't be able to live.

Luo Xian, who was knitting sweaters next to him, listened, and after pulling up his hair, his elbows propped on his chin.

Huai Shi was shocked for a while, but the old man just glanced at her and slowly shook his head: "You are still young, and you will say this kind of fatherless words for a few more years."

Luo Xian shook his head and looked at Huai Shi with a smile. "Father teases you, don't be afraid."

Huai Shi smiled stiffly.

Until now he has not awakened from the terrible chill that was foreseen by death. He was just glanced at by the old man. He felt that he was almost dying.

Can't move.

If it was a joke, he could pick up the knife on the ground and swallow it.

Seeing that Luo Lao turned towards him with a smile on his face, he quickly squeezed out a flattering smile, full of flattery. Lao Luo shook his head dismissively, scorning his face:

"Unfortunately, if you just promised, I might think about it seriously."

Ha ha, think about which thing on the ground hammered me to death!

Huai Shi's expression twitched, and he could not wait until the old man had finished singing before he said, "What did you do today?"

"Teach you to press the bottom of the box."

Mr. Luo said calmly: "Since the students who have gone out from me, before the end, the teacher will always have to send a little trick to save others from saying that I'm stinging. However, you guys are more difficult than others, I have always been It ’s not too much to estimate what is good for you. "

Huai Shi froze for a moment, and made a generous look: "Just teach whatever you want!"

Anyway, you ca n’t rely on anything. Just look at the entry-level drummer and Yu Bu to know how many treasures this old man has. Since he can be said to be under the box, then it will naturally not be a normal thing.

"Come on."

Luo Lao glanced at Huai Shi, sneered, but said little.

He has said long ago that this fellow Huai Shi has no longevity, not that he does not work hard and hard, but that this guy's mind is not pure, just know his sword skills.

There are axes, short knives and long guns ... not to mention the various firearms that he played more slippery.

It's not complicated.

It ’s better to say that it ’s called Bocaizhongzhang, but if you ca n’t do it well, you ’ll learn nothing and you do n’t know what to do. In my heart, I want everything.

More and less, don't care.

Just do it, if you don't, don't forget.

On the surface, it is advancing bravely, but in the bones, it can be said.

There are a lot of unique skills in his hand, but instead of giving this guy a half bucket of water to go out and slosh, it is better to teach something else.

What can be taught but makes the old man's brain hurt.

If it were n’t for yesterday ’s playing method, the old man looked at him a few times to make sure that he was not immortal, and today there is no such class.

Only those who are capable can learn more and use more, so that they can learn from others, and those who are incapable of being greedy can only be called the bear bear.

Without a gift, what kind of big nose garlic is blind?

Today's Huai poetry is considered to be a full score, so that the old man can confess his ability-since he can't "specialize", he can account for one word.

"In the final analysis, weapons are just tools, and they are really well used. One is enough. You don't need to be bells and whistles like you. But since you like bells and whistles, it's not impossible."

Mr. Luo said slowly: "I know you have learned the multi-sword flow of the Tantra of the Theravada, but it has no meaning to other sublimers, and it will be the same after you reach the end.

Moreover, even if the whole body is covered with hands, when it is a thousand-handed Avalokitesvara, is it not necessary to cut people in the end?

I want to say that three arms and four arms are redundant, one arm is a little less, and the two arms are just right. "

In the face of Huai Shi, he picked up a long spear, a one-handed axe, and a short knife from the ground, which just happened to be the most commonly used tools of Huai Shi.

Finally I thought about it and pulled another rope.

Huai Shi froze for a long time.

Old man, is this tailor-made?

"Xiaoxian, let's go out for a while," said Luo Luo, turning his head back. "According to the rules, only students can learn this part."

Luo Xian did not say anything, got up smiling and left, and patted his shoulder as an encouragement.

Anyway, for her, no matter how difficult and obscure things, just look at it twice.

The old man told her to go out, just to show a gesture to the students as a teacher.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be anything under the pressure box ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ As Luo picked up his hand axe and spear, Huai Shi suddenly understood something, "This is to teach you to fight each other?"

"That kind of thing is not difficult, you go back and think about it yourself."

The old man picked up the remote control and pressed it, and a steel pile rose in front of Huai Shi, resembling a human figure, which seemed to be a demonstration.

After Huai Shi sat down intently, he told him: "What you teach today is not difficult, it is a bit cumbersome. It is better to see it later."

With that, he picked up a spear on the ground at his toes, and then inserted it on the ground beside him. He continued in his mouth: "Since dual wielding, you cannot satisfy the result of one plus one equal to two, otherwise a weapon will be used, Naturally, it can exert the power of three or even ten, and dispersing the mind will only outweigh the gains, unless it can achieve the effect of one plus one greater than two.

It's like this-like this! "

At that moment, the figure of the old man flashed before the iron pile.

Immediately afterwards, the roaring sound followed.

After the hurricane and the broken iron swept through, Huai Shi remained stunned—not only being deterred by the deafening and loud roar, but also shocked by the scene in front of him.

After the blow, three slashes of axe, blade and spear were left on the iron pile!

Immediately afterwards, the iron pile fell apart.

That was achieved with unbelievable skills, which surpassed the destructive power of slashing more than ten times.

After the shards, the old man threw down his red short knife and axe and slowly turned back and said, "This is what you will learn in the next few days."

"It can be said that it is a unique trick tailored for you. You don't need to be proficient or even master. Today, you only need rigid applications to play amazing tricks."

"Let's call it—"

"——Long Xiang."