After finishing the meal, the two had established a good friendship, and then Xiao Lin began to teach Zhu Fanxiang "Dragon Slaying".
"'Dragon Slaying Slash' is a chef's sword technique, but once you practice it to perfection, you may not be unable to slay a dragon. The key point of this sword technique is to chop. To chop, you have to cut accurately, and to cut, you need to cut powerfully. When you cut, you need to cut with great momentum..."
"What does this have to do with momentum?" Zhu Fanxiang asked honestly.
"Momentum is very important. Only with momentum can you first scare the opponent and make the opponent escape without fighting. Don't interrupt and listen to me." Xiao Lin continued: "In addition to cutting with force and precision, You also need to have speed, and you have to keep cutting, chopping, and chopping... Make sure that the things you cut out are the same size and even in thickness. If you give it time, you will succeed."
"Keep cutting, chopping, chopping. It's a bit like chopping meatballs."
"You... Okay, almost. As long as you want to change the cutting board frequently, you can use the Dragon Slayer to chop the meatballs." Xiao Lin said angrily.
"However," Xiao Lin said again: "This kind of Dragon Slaying Slash is usually fatal in one blow. It is best not to use it if you don't have a life-and-death hatred. For ordinary fights, Dragon Slaying Slash is a bit too harsh. I will teach you again. A foreign martial art that can be used to defend oneself in one move, its name is: Nong-Fu-Three-Fist!" Xiao Lin said every word.
"Oh, three punches from the farmer? That sounds like a good idea."
"Of course, the farmer's three punches are just a little painful, not fatal. They are really the best martial arts for fighting. Okay, now I'll start teaching you."
"Um."
"The Farmer's Three Punch, as the name suggests, requires three punches, and these three punches must be punched instantly, the faster the better. This is the minimum requirement for the Farmer's Three Punch. In fact, the Farmer's Three Punch does not only have three punches, but three Boxing is just the minimum requirement. You must be able to punch ten or more in an instant, and if you can bring out the afterimage, that would be even better. At that time, it is almost the highest level of the farmer's three punches. Remember, there is no limit to learning, and you must be able to With eighteen punches in an instant, you can slay a dragon. By then, the farmer's three punches will no longer be called the farmer's three punches!"
"What's that called?" Zhu Fanxiang asked honestly.
"It's called...Subduing-Dragon-Ten-Eight-Fist!"
“…”
"Dizzy. Why don't you give me any reaction? It's too disrespectful. Okay. Although these two peerless martial arts are ordinary at the beginning, they are also very powerful when practiced to the deepest level. You go back and practice slowly."
… … …
Send Zhu Fanxiang away. The moon is already high in the sky.
On summer nights, the surroundings were filled with the low humming of various grass and insects. In such an empty valley, Zhu Fanxiang's departure made Xiao Lin suddenly feel lonely. This world is no longer the one where friends spread all over the world and girlfriends lined up to arrive. In this world , Xiao Lin had no friends originally. He was an orphan, wandering and begging for a living. A few years ago, he was brought back to his master by his master Lin Tianxiang, who taught him the skills of the sword sect. However, he was extremely dull and failed to learn skills. The master only He can be sent to Xiangchu Pavilion to do odd jobs. But he doesn't hate his master. On the contrary, he is very grateful to him. The master is a truly kind person. For these memories, Xiao Lin now feels very grateful to Lin Tianxiang. Without Lin Tianxiang, there would be no Xiao Lin.
Now, Xiao Lin finally has a friend, and that is Zhu Fanxiang. This honest, honest and even cowardly fat man really makes people feel sad for him, but Xiao Lin feels that if Fatty Zhu hangs out with him every day, it is possible that because of Those who are close to vermilion become red and become excellent. (Feeling good about myself.)
When the fat man left, Xiao Lin instinctively felt lonely. Perhaps, he should have a confidante, and talk about love and love under such a gentle breeze and bright moon, in order to relieve the loneliness in his heart.
Xiao Lin couldn't help but think of the girl in white, a girl who was like a nine-day fairy who descended into the mortal world, her smooth jade-like skin, the little white rabbit on her chest, her sexy straight legs, and those A bunch of... All of this made his heart itchy, scratchy, and messy...
Damn it, why do I think so much? I am nothing now in the eyes of others. I am not handsome enough to impress the leader, I am not rich enough to be able to conquer the country, I don’t have the martial arts to kill immortals and gods, I have nothing, I am just a little pathetic person , the poor guy who was tortured to death by a fat man who didn't know martial arts the day before yesterday. Haha... It's so ironic that I have become friends with that fat man now, and he is still my only friend. Life is so fucking amazing!
And the origin of all this is just because of my own resistance, just because of my angry thunder finger. If I didn't resist, if I didn't know the magic sword technique, I would still be bullied today.
In this world, strength is the criterion for measuring status. Without strength, others will not even know you are such a person, and you will remain unknown for the rest of your life, and then find a corner where no one is and slowly die; without strength, others will not even bother to look at you, and in the eyes of others, you will It will only become a dispensable foil; without strength, everything is out of the question. You can only find a place to live in seclusion and live an ordinary life honestly.
If you want to be respected by others and remembered by others, you must improve your strength, and the strength here is the cultivation of the Immortal Sword Art, and for Xiao Lin, that is the level.
"Damn it," Xiao Lin patted his face, "I felt this way out of nowhere. Am I getting old? But this body is only sixteen or seventeen years old. Although his real age is also in his twenties, We are still far away from the issue of “aging”.”
Looking at the full moon in the sky, Xiao Lin shook his head. Why did he feel so emotional? It was all the moon's fault.
Yes, it’s better to improve your strength as soon as possible, but it’s too late today. I can’t go into the mountains to collect herbs or fight monsters to upgrade. Today, I slept for too long. The sun was already in the west. When I woke up, I was in great spirits and didn't feel sleepy at all. How could I spend this long night
Xiao Lin thought for a while, by the way, didn't he also have a secret book of "The Law of Destruction"? The "Law of World Destruction" was revealed by Ultimate World Destroyer God B. The World Destroyer God is a pervert of the same level as Wuji Taoist Master of the Wuji Sword Sect. The secret book he revealed must be a divine book at the level of divine law. Although The level requirement is very high, but the first volume can be read by itself.
Thinking of this, Xiao Lin quickly returned to the room and lit a few oil lamps to make the lights brighter. Then he took out the "Law of World Destruction" from the storage ring and looked through it.