Galactic Dark Net

Learn a martial arts in one day?

Han Lang is suspiciously staring at Zong Wudao, faintly said: "Teacher, you have no fever? Forty-six plays as the basis of the foundation, you let me practice for half a year, now I have to learn more esoteric martial arts, you actually Want me to learn one day?"

Zong Wudao laughed. "I didn't say anything wrong, as long as one day is enough! Because you have a solid foundation now, and you have to remember that martial arts is not practiced in the training room, but the battlefield. Hit it up!"

"Today, you only need to remember what I taught you. As for the extent to which you can practice this martial art in the future, it depends on your own understanding."

Han Lang nodded and said seriously: "Okay."

Zong Wudao licked his short beard and showed a black chip. His eyes were slightly cold: "The martial art I want to give you today is called Broken Star Boxing!"

"A fist broken star!?" Han Lang said a little.

Zong Wudao proudly said: "Yes, it is this meaning, I am the chip of the last broken star of the entire Milky Way, from a prehistoric relic, the old black gave you half a dark heart, how can I Lose it to him? I will give you this set of Galaxy's best star-breaking boxing. Anyway, it is useless to keep it. It is just a thought."

......

About an hour later, Han Lang suspiciously walked out of the virtual warehouse.

The galaxy is developed with science and technology. The inheritance of martial arts and the like is directly poured into the brain in the form of data. Han Lang accepted this set of broken star punches in the virtual warehouse. At this moment, he felt the brain smashed, as if he had been loaded into many messy things.

Back in the training room, Zong Wudao smiled and asked: "How do you think this boxing method?"

Han Lang pondered for a while and said: "Broken Star Boxing seems to be more than just a set of boxing methods. It will also have a good effect when used in conjunction with weapons, but I still need to have a good understanding of it before I can make a final conclusion."

Zong Wudao nodded slightly, as if he was satisfied with Han Lang’s rhetoric. He said: “It seems that your understanding is not bad. Now you will practice the broken star punch in front of me.”

So Han Lang began to try to practice the broken star punch that he had just learned in the training room. The situation was beyond the expectation of Han Lang. The inheritance of martial arts should be printed directly in his head. As a result, Han Lang made some notes after a few moves. I don't know what action is going on below.

"Don't think! Use your feelings! Can't remember where you can make up for it!" Zong Wudao is very strict and shouted, although the relationship between this strange old man and Han Lang has improved a lot, but at every crucial moment, he The hot temper is still unbearable.

Han Lang is somewhat embarrassed. He does not say that he is a genius. At least the memory should be no problem. The black man gave Han Lang a pharmacology book. There are tens of thousands of kinds of drugs on the top. This Han wave remembers. However, why can't you remember this set of broken star punches?

It’s weird!

The horses and tigers completed the broken star boxing, and Han Lang frowned and recalled the moves that had been poured into his mind.

"Don't think! Give me another practice right away! Forget the tricks of your own brain!"

Han Lang sneaked and hurriedly started the second round of the Star-Fisting practice. This time it was even worse. Han Lang finally remembered half of the moves, but now only one-third is left. Most of the time, Han Lang relies on himself. The feeling to make up for the gap between the move and the move.

Han Lang is very anxious, he thinks he will not be stupid, right? Even a martial art can't remember?

The second round of practice was the third time. There was no sign of improvement. Han wave forgot three-quarters.

The third practice was just completed. Zong Wudao also asked Han Lang to practice for the fourth time. Han Lang was mad, and it was hard to remember a little move. In the blink of an eye, 90% was forgotten, only one was left!

How is Broken Star Boxing a good thing in the prehistoric relics? It is not easy to get such a set of top martial arts. How can I forget it when I change my eyes? Han Lang has a strong urge to cry and tears.

Zong Wudao, this strange old man is still letting Han Lang practice all the time, the more he forgets, the more he forgets the more nervous the Korean wave, the more nervous he will forget.

Ten hours passed in a blink of an eye, Han Lang out of the Han, this is the seventeenth time, when the sect did not say to let Han Lang practice again, Han Lang stayed in the woods, standing in the same place did not move.

"Why don't you practice?" Zong Wudao asked very harshly.

Han Lang shook his head and said with a bitter face: "I seem to have forgotten all."

"Really all forget it!?"

"Really."

"Forget everything!"

"Well, I don't even remember a move."

Hahahaha~

The voice of Zong Wudao laughed and made Han Lang creepy. He looked up and looked at the strange old man curiously.

After the laughter, Zong Wudao has a slight cold, and he said very seriously to Han Lang: "Congratulations, you broke the star!"

Han Lang can't believe his ears. "I have forgotten all of them. Do you still say that I broke the star?"

Zong Wudao nodded. "Yes, this martial art is forgotten. You have forgotten all the moves, but do you remember the essence and technical characteristics of this boxing method?"

Han Lang thought for a moment, "I feel that the essence of Broken Star Boxing is a counterattack. There is an old saying on our planet, called Roque Gang, and the Broken Star Box is just the opposite. It emphasizes that offense is the best defense. If the enemy is Hard, it is harder than the enemy!"

"And in terms of technology, Broken Star Boxing is highly flexible, fast-paced, and fierce..."

Zong Wudao narrowed his eyes, and while listening, he nodded. After Han Lang finished speaking, Zong Wudao said with all his words: "You are better than I thought. It seems that you really understand that the broken star boxing is right. ""

"In general, the broken star punch is to break the conventional, when the enemy is very strong, usually the master will tell you to avoid the front, and then choose the opportunity, the broken star punch is the opposite, to attack Fighting!"

"As I said earlier, the top martial arts society is actually to forget. Only if you forget those moves, will you not be bound by the moves, and you will be able to exert the strongest combat power without restraint."

"Learning martial arts is to follow the books taught to you in the book? No, never! Everyone is a different individual. This martial arts is very good. You may not use it. We must learn martial arts, not In order to learn the routine, but to transform what you have learned into your own tactics."

"The most convincing truth is that it is unreasonable, the highest martial arts, that is, there is no martial arts!"

"No way, that is heaven!"

"No way, that is, heaven?" Han Lang said to himself, as if a needle had broken the black curtain, so that Han Lang gradually began to understand what Zong Wudao wanted to learn.

"I think I understand." Han Lang said, raising his head.

Zong Wudao smiled and waved: "Go to the final stage of stress testing, I am looking forward to your performance."

Hey~

Han Lang collected the dark net landing procedure, strode out of the room, stopped when he passed the hall, and opened the shocking page.

All the videos of the camp's brothers were eliminated on the page. Below are a lot of uncomfortable messages. They are extremely ridiculous about the soldiers of the Earth Federation. They say that the earth is a pig-producing country and has selected waste. The general warriors went to the Galaxy Conference to shame.

Longchuan shook his wheelchair and appeared quietly next to Han Lang. When Han Lang was watching these things, he could not help but be anxious: "Han Lang, there is not much time left."

Han Lang nodded and whispered: "I know that there are still fifty-two hours of stress testing all over, the fourth level of the tournament takes twelve hours, and the fifth level of the flying meteor is also twelve hours. The six-way Huangquan Road takes twenty-four hours, all of which are forty-eight hours."

Longchuan gently nodded, Han Lang is the most special one in the training camp. Although he is in the training camp, but not a student of any one, Longchuan knows that Han Lang has a rather mysterious teacher.

"So you want to see how other people are eliminated? Study the other's tactics?" Longchuan curiously asked.

Han Lang shook his head. "No, I want to write down the people who shot the training camp brothers, their names."

"And then?" Longchuan asked again.

"If you can meet them, kill them." Han Lang replied in a cold tone.

......

In the virtual warehouse, Han Lang pressed the start button.

Hey~

The light flashed away. After a few months, Han Lang finally appeared again in the galaxy stress test site. Facing the familiar square and the portal, Han Lang actually felt a bit cordial.

There is not much time for the end of the stress test. Most of the fighters have completed all the tests, waiting for the results at home. There are not many people in the square, and it seems a bit depressed.

When Han Lang paused, he strode over the portal on both sides of the square.

There is a light curtain on his chest, and everyone present can see that he is from the 57th star region of the Milky Way, the Earth Federation.

"Hey, a warrior from the Earth Federation!"

“What happened? Didn’t it mean that the waste from the Earth Federation was all eliminated?”

"Maybe this is a fish that leaks through the net. I feel scared and wait until the last minute to run for the test."

"Fast, let's go to the portal. If it can be in the same battlefield as this kid, someone will reward, kill a million-dollar warrior of the Earth Federation, double the head, and have two million stars! This money is not earning money."

It was discovered that Han Lang was from the Earth Federation, and there was a slight incitement in the square. Many people were discussing the issue of taking Han Lang’s head for bounty.

The square was empty, and these words naturally fell in Han Lang's ear. I saw him smile a little and did not hesitate to step into the portal, and the corner of his mouth gently raised a touch of curvature.