Tome of Troubled Times 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 up from the 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. He saw Luo Qi sitting on the edge of the bed with her slightly messy hair.

That gesture...is unintentionally charming.

Zhao Changhe's heart skipped a beat and he turned his head to talk: "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? If you give back the willow branches, you are just a domestic servant... Sorry."

"What's there to be sorry for? How many of your nonsense have offended me? I said you are a countryman, but you said my family has servants, and we are married." Luo Qi rolled her eyes at him: "Let's go, you practice Because of your merit, I still have to work hard to get you meat to eat.”

"Uh, 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 come true. But... I'll think of other ideas and let's see."

The smile he looked back at was actually a bit electric, but Zhao Changhe was unaware and nodded: "There is always a way."

Straight men are like this, so Luo Qi himself did not notice the femininity that was revealed more and more inadvertently, and went on a mission with Wo Wo Tou.

In fact, Zhao Changhe just deliberately didn't look at it.

It doesn’t matter whether they are male or female, it will only affect the speed of my cultivation.

As soon as Luo Qi left, he went 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, which caused the Blood Evil Technique to progress a bit faster. 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 cautiously: "With all your strength?"

"Of course you will do your best." Teacher 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...

Master Sun casually raised his hand to block, and Zhao Changhe felt an unpredictable surge of force, and 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."

Mr. 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. The main reason is that your physique is so good and your qi and blood are extremely full. It’s too suitable for the blood evil skill. How can 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.

I was too careless. I blocked it casually. I didn’t expect this guy to be so fierce... This is 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, looking at him up and down for a long time, it was really Still couldn't help but skipped a sentence: "You're nineteen, right? How pitiful."

"Grass." Zhao Changhe rubbed his neck and said, "Doesn't it count as a loss of Yuanyang if you **** yourself?"

"It looks similar on the surface, but in terms of martial arts principles, it doesn't matter, unless you do it too often... Why am I telling you this?"

Zhao Changhe: "..."

Master Sun's face was expressionless: "In the current situation, you are almost getting started with the Blood Demon Kung Fu. 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.

"This is magic power, and you will know the price in the future. Although you are much faster than others even in magic power, it is still not beyond the scope of understanding." Sun Jiaoxi said lightly: "Okay, yours The progress of Kung Fu training is indeed far greater than that of sword skills. Don’t be biased. How many times have you practiced the three postures I taught you yesterday: straight slash, horizontal slash, and turning around?"

Zhao Changhe said honestly: "I originally ordered it a thousand times, but I forgot to count the number of times as I chopped and chopped. I guess the difference is not much different."

Really a thousand times? Teacher Sun almost bulged his eyes, and pointed to a wooden stake gently: "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 hit the mark pointed by Professor Sun. 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."

Are you still 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 looked much more relaxed: "Actually, in terms of talent alone, you are not very high, and you are even slightly better than mediocre. After all, this is the simplest chop. An ordinary woodcutter will have to chop for a few more days." If you can do it with firewood, how can a true swordsman master not be able to cut accurately after practicing it a thousand times? But the problem is that you know that you are not accurate. You can practice it a thousand times, but most people can't."

Zhao Changhe: "Uh..."

"If you can still practice it a thousand times a day after learning the Blood Demon Sword Technique, your achievements will exceed my expectations." Professor Sun said leisurely: "Of course, most people will learn advanced sword techniques. Fa, you have advanced to the first level of the Profound Entrance, and you should be quite a leader. 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 keep working 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 right now and is almost fully focused on it. It's not just to get stronger and go back, he really finds fun in this kind of thing.

It's like when I was playing games, I was defeated by a BOSS, but I refused to give up, and 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 Demon 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 mingled with everyone.

The bookish atmosphere in the university has been getting weaker and weaker without realizing it, while the gangster atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger.

Just a few days...

Born 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 senior brothers in the teaching who participated at that time 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 and chewed on 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 great masters hidden in the Luo family. If it weren't for Suzaku How can it be accomplished if His Majesty takes action... Boss, tell me, who can hide a great master?"

Zhao Changhe held it in for a long time before he uttered one word: "Grass!"

It's strange. At that time, I felt that the way Lord Luo spoke to his son was not like treating a prince at all. Then he was just his 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 sect, On the contrary, this shabby court is killing this **** prince. 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 was eager to publicize it to the world.

So the knife I made at that time seemed...a bit awesome.

"It's just an illegitimate son of the emperor who was beheaded. His reputation is only for a while, and no one will mention 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 wanted to leave, but his movements were frozen there, dumbfounded.

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PS: Add a post to wish everyone a happy New Year~ I wish everyone good health, good health, and good health in the new year.