"Flying knives is very simple. I once bought a book introducing hidden weapons in a market in town. I..." Lin Feng quickly refused when he heard that the second option was to teach knife throwing.
I really feel that no one knows how to throw a knife. You still need to learn. If you find a knife, you can throw it for a few days. Don't make it too simple, especially learning to throw a knife will cost you a lot of money.
"I know from your performance in the forest that you have learned fighting. You must also think that fighting is easy for you. You also know what the result will be!"
Bu Ying continued: "They have all practiced unarmed combat. According to my judgment, your physical fitness is not much worse than that of your opponent. However, you were defeated by the enemy with one move. You did not die because you had a lot of life, but your enemy had no life." So good, he died in my hands without even making a single move!"
Hearing this, Lin Feng fell into deep thought. Thinking about it, he really shouldn't be so weak, but he couldn't figure out what the problem was.
Lin Feng quickly asked humbly: "Why is this?"
"Whether it's unarmed fighting, or using a knife or a sword, what you can learn in many cases are skills. The level at which you apply them is called ability. How to use your skills and your abilities to solve problems is called martial arts. .”
"Martial skills are dead, but people are alive!" Bu Ying smiled like an old fox.
"Then I will choose to learn flying knife martial arts. By the way, you can give me some flying knives as a gift. Your flying knives are so powerful!" Lin Feng rolled his eyes and said slyly.
"You're quite good at settling accounts. I'll teach you how to fly a knife. Remember, you only have one hour. It's up to you how much you can learn."
"Then I will become your teacher!"
"No!"
"No, then why?" Lin Feng continued to stalk.
"No reason!" Bu Ying was unmoved at all. He raised his watch and said, "The timer has started. There is only one hour. You can continue to waste time!"
"Okay then, hey... don't start yet, I'm going to get a book, this little time can't be counted!" Lin Feng jumped up as if his butt was burning, and was busy looking for books and charcoal pens.
"Start..." Bu Ying looked at Lin Feng who rushed to the desk and continued.
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"Knife-throwing, projection martial arts is one of the most difficult weapons to practice. Of course, the advantage is the combination of long and short, both offensive and defensive!"
Seeing the puzzled look on Lin Feng's face, Bu Ying continued: "The flying knife can be used as a short knife when held at close range. When the distance is widened, it can be thrown out of the hand to attack at a long distance. It can be fired outside the enemy's weapon attack range. , seize the opportunity."
As he spoke, Bu Ying swiped his left hand on the waist, and all his strength suddenly came out. Before Lin Feng could react, the flying knife hit the bamboo piece hanging on the wooden wall about ten feet away. The entire blade was completely submerged in the wall, leaving only the black handle. .
Lin Feng walked over with a shocked look on his face, held the handle of the knife, and tried to pull it out. After trying several times, his face became increasingly ugly and the flying knife did not move at all.
Lin Feng was very aware of the quality of the wood used in his house. He cut it himself from the mountains and carried it back. Most of it was sorbet and locust wood, and the hardness was quite good. If this knife were pierced into a human body, it would be certain that it would easily penetrate into the hardest skull of the human body. Thinking of this, Lin Feng took a deep breath of air.
"Awesome, how can I do it?"
"A drop of water can penetrate a stone, and a rope can cut through a tree. Once you have the skills, you can do it naturally."
"I have never seen such a powerful flying knife!" Lin Feng suppressed his excitement, as if he suddenly opened a window and saw a new scenery.
"The feeling of practicing a hundred times is different from practicing ten thousand times. The effect of perfunctory practice and hard practice is also different. The most important point..." Bu Ying paused, looking at the young and ignorant but extremely eager to change. The strong Lin Feng seemed to have seen himself back then.
"What's the most important thing?" Lin Feng said impatiently.
"A unique way to exert force!"
"How to exert force?"
"Explode all the strength in your body at one point and throw away the flying knife!"
"Bang? Didn't you throw it away?" Lin Feng looked confused.
"Strength is like a collapsed bow, and hair is like a tiger's tail." As he said that, Bu Ying showed off the slow motion in detail.
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One hour is coming soon, Bu Ying will take out twelve flying knives from the knife bag: "These flying knives are given to you, boy, what is your name?"
"Thank you very much. I'm Ye Feng. I wonder what your name is, hero?" Lin Feng quickly took the flying knife and nodded in thanks like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Bu Ying, by the way, remember, I'm not a hero!" Bu Ying corrected seriously.
"I remember." Lin Feng was puzzled. Isn't it good to be a hero?
"There are no real heroes in this world, and even if there were, they wouldn't live long."
"My dream is to be a chivalrous knight, helping those in need, punishing the strong and supporting the weak." Ye Feng said unwillingly.
"I am a powerful person, can you try to punish me?" Bu Ying said with a joking face.
"This... let's forget it!" Ye Feng said with an embarrassed look on his face: "I'm just talking, I can't take it seriously, hehe."
"In this world, good people will not die, and neither will bad people, only stupid people will die!"
"This is the eldest lady of the Ye family's thanks for your help. I'm leaving. See you when I have the chance!" Bu Ying pointed to the box on the table and said, then turned and left.
Ye Feng looked at the handsome figure who came out of the door with a look of envy: "A man like the wind!"
"Let me see the thank-you gift from the eldest daughter of the Ye family. With the rich family of the Ye family, why should there be hundreds of taels of silver?" Lin Feng thought of this and opened the wooden box with great joy, only to see that there was There are two plates and bowls. One plate contains a lively little rabbit pastry, and the other bowl, open the lid, contains green vegetable and quail egg soup, and a small white bottle.
Seeing this, Ye Feng couldn't help complaining: "Miss Ye, at least you can get something affordable. If it doesn't work, you can just have two whole plates of meat. Just this, it's too confusing!"
He knew that for a wealthy lady like Ye Ling'er, money was nothing. It was tiring to hold it, so how could the dishes cooked by oneself be full of sincerity.
I guess if Ye Feng knew what the eldest daughter of the Ye family was thinking at that time, he would have cursed loudly and had his head squeezed by the door. It was so fancy!
In line with the principle of not eating for nothing, Ye Feng picked up the chopsticks, caught the little rabbit, took a hard bite, and chewed with gritted teeth. The pain in his neck seemed to remind him that this business was a loss. Big hair.
He picked up another quail egg and put it in his mouth. The taste was very light. Ye Feng was speechless. These eldest ladies in the family were so unreliable. Did they forget to add the seasoning?
As he spoke, he opened the small white bottle, thinking it contained seasoning. After opening it, he poured it into the soup, only to see a small ball-like pill enter the soup.
"What is this?" Lin Feng was very surprised. When he picked it up with chopsticks, he saw that the pill had melted into the soup.
"What kind of seasoning is this? I've never seen it before. It's probably only found in rich families." Lin Feng thought as he continued to eat pastries and drink soup. He felt that the soup had indeed become much more delicious.
There was a gust of wind and lingering clouds. Lin Feng smacked his lips and was only three-thirds full.
