Zhang Mo and Ye Wushuang soon returned to the place where the video was played.
After pointing to the four pictures on the TV screen, he solemnly said: "Now you can see it, the disorderly beating you used in previous battles, although at first glance There is nothing wrong with it, but after careful observation, you can find the trajectory in it, and then roughly judge your next drop in the beating."
"When we were fighting before, you attacked only after judging where I fell?" Ye Wushuang raised his head, like a schoolboy with a tireless thirst for knowledge, with a look eager to get an answer.
For Ye Wushuang, as long as he can teach him correctly, he deserves his respect. Therefore, after discovering that Zhang Mo pointed out his shortcomings, he quickly put away his undisciplined attitude towards Zhang Mo in the morning.
Seeing Ye Wushuang's appearance, Zhang Mo smiled and said, "Everyone always has their own habit in life or in battle. This habit may be just a small place, or it may be just a gesture. Small movements such as manual foot movements may just be made by you inadvertently. Good movements need not be mentioned, but a bad habit can sometimes be enough to make an enemy a huge flaw in a fatal blow."
After a pause, Zhang Mo went on to say: "Like your disorderly jump, look at it."
He pointed to the four pictures on the screen, and then said: "Every time you jump from side to side, although the speed is always very fast, you should see it now. , Basically the same. In other words, if a long-range mentor fights with you, after discovering this, as long as you jump to the right, it will be easy to calculate your landing point. So as to give you a fatal blow at the most appropriate time!"
"I understand!" Ye Wushuang suddenly stood up and said, "This is my habitual movement. When I leap to the right, I always use so much strength, so the difference between each time I get is almost the same."
"Right." Zhang Mo nodded.
Ye Wushuang thought slightly and said, "Then, I will consciously pay attention to the right jump in the future, so that I should be able to make this set of movements more perfect."
After Zhang Mo looked at Ye Wushuang carefully for a long time, he suddenly snorted with a bad expression and shook his arm. He strode out of the house, and Ye Wushuang hurried to stop him when he saw this. He wanted to know what he was the most. When he had shortcomings, he actually wanted to run away, how could this be done.
Zhang Mo was stopped by Ye Wushuang and naturally couldn't walk away anymore.
Seeing Ye Wushuang's look thirsty for knowledge, after he was silent for a long time, he suddenly sighed and said: "Ye Wushuang, you are the most talented student I have ever seen, but there is one thing you need to understand. Starting from the ground, the basics are not well laid out, all the tricks are just imaginary, although you may win a lot of things with those tricks for a while, but when you meet a master, the tricks are of no use to you after all!"
"I don't think you are a person willing to be mediocre." Zhang Mo sighed again. When Ye Wushuang lowered his head to think about what he had said before, he pulled Ye Wushuang's arm away and said as he walked out: "Today's training is over. Think about the rest of the time. Tomorrow... eh... Let's talk about it tomorrow."
After speaking, he left without looking back.
"I, do I need to learn from the basics again?" Looking at Zhang Mo's back, Ye Wushuang muttered to himself, but after a long time, he couldn't find a definite answer in his heart.
Zhang Mo's words gave Ye Wushuang a feeling of loss.
For a long time, Ye Wushuang believed that his foundation was extremely solid. Whether it was power, reaction ability, or consciousness, after being tempered by life and death on the Blue Lin star, these things were the advantages that he was proud of when he came to Earth. He is very eager to carry forward these advantages, so many times, he has such an idea.
If you compare power to magic power, then his current magic power is enough. What he lacks is only those powerful advanced magic moves, or forbidden spells that can destroy everything. He believes that as long as he can master powerful moves, he will immediately have enough strength.
But now, Zhang Mo suddenly overturned his long-held view, saying that he wanted to get moves, but it was just a trick. Regarding this, from the bottom of his heart, Ye Wushuang was unwilling to admit it.
However, Zhang Mo defeated him, and it was an ironclad fact.
You know, I have defeated the students of the regular academy, and even defeated the fourth-level teacher Somfy. The fourth-level mentor was defeated by himself, why faced Zhang Mo, a **** mentor, but he was so embarrassed that he didn't even have the opportunity to fight back and approach him.
The interweaving of thoughts and actual events is like the contradiction between ideals and reality. This feeling made Ye Wushuang feel extraordinarily at a loss. Even now, he is not so sure about the direction he has been pursuing.
Until the lunch time, Ye Wushuang was still trying hard to find a brighter direction from the dazedness. But in fact, his search really failed. Those who failed could not even eat as much as before. The action of feeding the spoonful into the mouth made the little fat man look even more twitchy than the big girl eating. After really looking down, the little fat man leaned over to say hello: "Boss, how is your training today?"
Ye Wushuang raised his head and saw the little fat man's caring face, his heart warmed somewhat, but immediately he was surrounded by blankness again, and shook his head sadly, he didn't even have the thought to speak.
"Is it very unsatisfactory in training, or is it because instructor Zhang used tricks on you?" In the eyes of Little Fatty, Ye Wushuang embarrassed the instructor yesterday. This person named Zhang Mo would naturally be suspected of taking revenge for others, although Shang Fei His uncle valued Ye Wushuang very much, but it was hard to guarantee that some people would play tricks because of jealousy.
When Ye Wushuang shook his head sadly again, the little fat man was obviously a little anxious. Standing up, he was excited to say something, but Ye Wushuang waved his hand, motioned to him to sit down and said, "Instructor Zhang meant that I wanted to start learning from the most basic things."
"The most basic thing?" The little fat man was taken aback. He apparently had the same thoughts as Ye Wushuang. Hearing Ye Wushuang's words, he immediately exclaimed excitedly: "What basics are you still learning, boss, everyone? It's not that I didn't see it. It's only right to learn powerful moves as soon as possible. What kind of shit basics, I think the surname Zhang is completely making the tricks."
The little fat man yelled, and the people eating in the restaurant immediately turned their eyes to this side.
After Ye Wushuang watched a lot of gazes, he felt that his head was a little more awake, frowning slightly, he suddenly stood up and waved to the little fat man: "You continue to eat, I'm leaving a bit beforehand."
"Boss..." The little fat man shouted behind him, and he couldn't slow down Ye Wushuang's pace at all.
Ye Wushuang thought of a very simple question, that is, if what Zhang Mo said was wrong, wouldn't it be enough to try it for a while, so why bother thinking hard here in such a daze.
Things that can be proved by facts often have more reliable accuracy.
Is not it