Generally speaking, new recruits who join the Black Mountain Battalion will not receive any field missions within three months, and they only need to concentrate on improving their martial arts skills.
There are a group of instructors in the Black Castle, numbering no less than fifty, who are responsible for teaching martial arts.
Each newcomer has a discount, that is, he can choose six instructors to learn martial arts from them, and the relevant expenses will be paid by the Black Armored Army.
After exceeding the six-time limit, you will be responsible for the cost.
This is not difficult to understand.
There is no such thing as a free lunch.
Early in the morning.
Tiefeng, the deputy captain of the Second Regiment, took the initiative to visit Cheng Han.
As soon as we met.
He looked at Cheng Han a few times and saw that the latter's skin had light blue moiré patterns, and he couldn't help but be surprised: "Have you taken the third-level secret medicine 'Blue Pattern'?"
Cheng Han nodded: "That's right."
He was also very strange in his heart. Everyone has the third-level secret medicine. Why does this guy look surprised?
He subconsciously made a deduction and his expression became strange.
The results show that the newcomer will receive the first level three secret medicine only after passing through the novice period of three months.
And he received the secret medicine the next day, which was obviously another special treatment.
Tiefeng smacked his lips and said, "The captain really values you."
Cheng Han smiled and did not answer.
Before, Tiefeng probably had some complaints in his heart. Even though he was a genius, he couldn't be special everywhere, right?
But after yesterday's record-breaking incident came out, the deputy captain no longer had any objections in his mind.
Genius is so awesome!
Tiefeng then explained his purpose: "Cheng Han, since you have mastered the 'Eagle Eye Symbol', I suggest you choose an instructor and learn the advanced combat skill 'Nine Transformations of Eagle Strike'."
Cheng Han blinked: "Do you have anyone to recommend?"
He knew very well that Tiefeng must have arranged everything.
as expected.
Tiefeng smiled and said: "I have contacted the senior team leader Zheng Yong, and he will hold a teaching class in the afternoon."
The deputy captain added: "Taking into account all the soldiers in the past thirty years, Captain Zheng's spear-throwing skills can be said to be the best in the Black Mountain Battalion, and no one can surpass him."
The implication is that he will be the strongest in thirty years.
This is definitely a pretty high rating.
Cheng Han said seriously: "Captain Tie, thank you for your trouble."
The other party does have good intentions and deserves a thank you.
Tiefeng had an all-inclusive attitude: "Let's go, I'll take you to visit Zheng Yong."
A quarter of an hour later.
Cheng Han met Zheng Yong.
This is a middle-aged warrior. This man has a striking feature. His right arm is obviously thicker than his left arm.
Cheng Han took the initiative to salute: "Captain Zheng is fine."
Zheng Yong's tone revealed an obvious arrogance: "In the past month, I originally didn't want to hold a teaching class. Since Lao Tie came to the door, I had to reluctantly agree."
As a senior captain, it is actually a bit transgressive to directly call the deputy captain "Old Iron".
Tiefeng was completely unfazed and said with a smile: "Old Zheng, please teach the geniuses of our second battle group well."
Zheng Yong nodded: "No problem!"
The guy looked at Cheng Han again and added: "Since you are a genius, my requirements for you will be stricter than others."
Cheng Han looked calm: "Understood."
In the eyes of others, understanding the Eagle Eye Seal in thirty-nine hours is a shocking record.
But in Zheng Yong's view, this is nothing at all.
There are a lot of warriors in the Black Mountain Camp who have understood the talisman. Who can throw a war spear better than him?
Zheng Yong added: "There are eleven other students in this training class. Let's officially start the class in the afternoon."
Tiefeng sighed with emotion: "Old Zheng, you are the only one who can open a training class. You can recruit double-digit students in half a day. Other instructors can only take two days at the fastest."
Zheng Yong smiled and looked even more proud.
Everyone knows the reason.
Spear throwing is one of the most frequently used combat skills among warriors.
That's why Zheng Yong's courses are so popular.
*
afternoon.
The training class officially started.
Zheng Yongxian talked at length about the significance of the "Nine Changes of Eagle Strike": "This martial art alone is enough to deal with most situations on the battlefield. There is no need to engage in close combat with the enemy, thus greatly increasing the probability of saving one's life..."
The other soldiers participating in the training all looked expectant.
Cheng Han's expression remained unchanged.
He had been "involved" in battles at the Xuanshi level many times and felt that this was too biased.
If you focus most of your energy on honing your spear throwing skills and neglect other combat skills, you may die very quickly on certain occasions in the future.
In a word, partiality is definitely not the right path.
Zheng Yong talked for a long time before saying: "Now I will briefly demonstrate the nine application techniques of the nine changes of Eagle Strike."
As soon as these words came out, the other warriors all became excited.
Zheng Yong held a short spear and shouted: "The first move, 'flying slash'!"
The instructor waved his right arm vigorously and threw the short spear.
"Woo~"
A shrill scream immediately sounded.
This sound was sharper than the screams Cheng Han had heard before.
This means it's faster.
This also shows that Zheng Yong does have a skill.
In full view.
The short spear volleyed across an extremely long distance of more than 600 meters, circled an arc, and hit a wooden target inserted into the mountain.
"boom!"
The wooden target exploded.
A group of people immediately cheered.
"sharp!"
"too strong!"
The wooden target is no more than one meter in diameter, placed six hundred meters away, and is just a small black dot in the line of sight.
And the wooden target is still inserted diagonally on the ground, with the front facing the other side.
This instructor is able to hit the target with one blow, which is truly remarkable.
Cheng Han also showed admiration.
He recalled the opponent's movements and postures, as well as the source energy fluctuations he sensed, and a stream of information quickly flashed through his mind.
Cheng Han quickly digested it and roughly understood the principle and technique of this attack.
Although I don’t understand everything, I still understand 90% of it.
Zheng Yong's face was filled with contentment: "This is nothing! I have hit enemies as far as one kilometer away before."
There was another wave of flattery from the soldiers.
"Captain Zheng is so powerful!"
"Quizheng is indeed a master of spear throwing!"
Zheng Yong was even more proud.
At his current stage, he is actually no longer short of money. Another reason why he is willing to open training classes is to enjoy the looks of others looking up to him.
Next.
Zheng Yong spent ten minutes demonstrating the nine techniques in sequence.
Of course.
These displays attracted waves of flattery, which made Zheng Yong feel extremely comfortable.
Subsequently.
Zheng Yong began to explain the first move in detail: "The flying slant throw needs to be combined with the eagle eye talisman. There are several techniques in it..."
After Cheng Han listened, he did a little deduction and gained a lot.
I see!
Got it all!
Zheng Yong called on a name: "Cheng Han, please demonstrate the flying slash. Just try your best to use it, and use it as much as you have learned."
Cheng Han responded simply: "Understood!"
This is Zheng Yong's regular teaching method. First let a student perform it, and then point out the problems to help him improve and inspire others.
The method is very simple, but this person can point it out to the point, so the effect is very good.
This is one of the reasons why his training sessions are so popular.
Zheng Yong pointed to the small black dot three hundred meters away and said: "Shoot at the nearby wooden target."
Cheng Han took a deep breath and made a starting gesture.
The eyes of Zheng Yong and others were all scrutinizing.
Everyone wants to take a look at this famous young genius.
Is he a true genius or just a name for himself?
After one breath.
Cheng Han shouted loudly and waved his right arm vigorously.
"Woo~"
There was a scream.
The short spear rose into the sky like thunder.
Zheng Yong glanced at it and frowned: "It's off!"
It's more than just biased.
It's just outrageous.
The wooden target was clearly in the northeast, but the spear's flight direction actually pointed to the east.
Even if you can adjust the direction by flying in an arc, it will still deviate a considerable distance.
Everyone else's expressions were a bit subtle.
Any newcomer wouldn't be so outrageous, right?
Is this really genius?
After one breath.
Everyone's expressions changed.
I saw the short spear passing through the wooden target three hundred meters like a gust of wind and flying further away. It drew a standard arc and hit a wooden target six hundred meters away.
This is also one of Zheng Yong’s “teaching targets”.
"boom!"
The wooden target exploded!
Successful hit!
The group of people were all stunned.
Cheng Han nodded with satisfaction and put down his arm.
Zheng Yong came to his senses and couldn't help but ask: "Cheng Han, have you ever learned the Nine Transformations of Eagle Strike before?"
Cheng Han shook his head and replied honestly: "No! This is the first time I learned it today."
Zheng Yong didn't even believe in punctuation marks.
Have you practiced horse riding to this level, is this the first time?
Too fake!
Cheng Han said seriously: "Zheng Duizheng, thank you for your teaching. I have learned a lot."
Zheng Yong looked confused.
What did I teach you?
*
Qinglin City.
afternoon.
The black cat left the house and played high-altitude jumping in the woods of the community for a while before slowly arriving at Qian Qingqing's house.
This is a task assigned by the master.
Miss Qian Qingqing writes letters regularly and puts the letter in a hidden place. The black cat's task is to read the letter and report to the owner.
After waiting for the owner's feedback, it will be responsible for replying to the letter and finally delivering the letter to Miss Qingqing's home.
In a word, this is a "messenger cat".
And the reply is the most troublesome part for Messenger Meow.
Although its first reply was only a short sentence, it took half an hour to write and two pencils were chewed.
I'm just a cat, and I have to learn human writing. It's really embarrassing for me!
Half an hour later.
The black cat entered Qian Qingqing's house with ease and walked directly through the front door.
Anyway, he has hidden power and is not afraid of being seen.
The black cat climbed up to the attic, opened the drawer with his paws, and flipped through a pink piece of paper with a page full of words written on it.
Most of the text mainly talks about small things in life.
Although it is verbose, there is a lot of longing between the lines.
The black cat watched with great interest.
Miss Qingqing’s life is more interesting than I imagined!
The last paragraph brings up the business.
"Cheng Han, I plan to hold a banquet in three days and invite a group of relatively close customers.
"I will recommend extraordinary ingredients at the banquet and showcase items made from extraordinary materials. What do you think?"
The black cat wagged its tail.
It feels good.
During the recent period, the Sheriff has learned in detail about Miss Qingqing's preparations and believes that she is very capable.
No worse than me!
The black cat finished reading the letter and waved his paw.
The letter silently turned into ashes.
The black cat concentrated again and made a report to its owner.
It took quite a while.
Only then did it receive a "text message": "I have a script. Maybe I can use the banquet to do something to help the second battle group gain points."
Then three more text messages came, each with a lot of text.
Black Cat looked sad.
There are so many words, how long should I write this?
(End of chapter)
