Mr. Ji took Chen Changan to one of the rafts and began to teach him the basic skills of using a knife.
"Do you know why Chinese martial arts declined?"
Mr. Ji first asked a question.
Chen Changan thought for a while.
Some time ago, the reputation of China's "traditional martial arts masters" was very loud, but they were beaten down by a young man who had been practicing Muay Thai for three or four years.
He was knocked down with one punch and fell to the ground on the spot.
Chen Changan doesn't believe that Chinese martial arts is not good.
Over the thousands of years that have passed in China, fierce generals have emerged one after another from the wilderness.
So, why can’t Chinese martial arts defeat Sanda, Muay Thai and the like?
Chen Changan tentatively gave his answer:
"Is it because of lack of actual combat?"
Mr. Ji smiled, no longer being pretentious, and gave his opinion:
“Because the military used guns, Chinese martial arts declined.
What is martial arts? The word "wu" means "fighting". If you kill the enemy in advance and eliminate the root cause, the fighting will naturally subside!
The most elite martial arts in China has never been fists and kicks, but knives, and it is found in the army that has killed people.
An armored swordsman can kill more than ten unarmed boxers. In ancient times, a large number of soldiers left the army every year. The skills and physical training methods using swords were spread, which was the strongest martial art among the people. "
Mr. Ji touched his white beard and sighed:
"So after the army switched to using guns, the inheritance of martial arts was lost, and the reputation of martial arts was ruined by some clowns."
Chen Changan immediately began to praise:
"The old man is great, you know so much."
A smile appeared on the corner of Mr. Ji's lips, "Today, what I want to teach you is the skill of using knives in the army. Although I have been practicing with kitchen knives in the past few years, my level can still be maintained at 70% of the level back then."
The old lady sneered and couldn't help saying:
"Hey, you old man, why did you show your teeth and claws when I told you to cook? I thought it was a monkey spirit, but it turns out you are practicing martial arts!"
Mr. Ji blushed slightly and coughed twice:
"Ahem, let me tell you the technique of holding the knife first. It's your first time and I have no experience. The tighter the better. Once you become proficient in knife skills, you can loosen it a little."
Regarding this point, Chen Changan understands very well. Back then, Brother Long stabbed someone with a knife. However, during the attack, the knife fell away and the bicycle owner picked it up and killed him.
I can't hold the knife tightly, so I can't kill anyone.
Mr. Ji smiled and said: "Come on, take out the knife first, hold it as tightly as possible, and chop it against the barrel. The barrel will be chopped into pieces. The first day's practice will be completed."
Chen Changan took out a wooden barrel from the trading market and thought that it was not difficult to train the army. With the quality of the soul-killing blade, it might only take a dozen knives to chop the barrel.
Mr. Ji saw Chen Changan's contempt, so he didn't say anything. He drew six red lines with fish blood on the barrel, and wrapped the blade of the Soul Exorcist Blade with a strip of cloth. Shi Shiran said:
"The faster you can cut vertically, the better; you can cut horizontally with freedom, and you have to cut accurately when running. Once you are proficient in all three, your sword skills will become better."
Chen Changan choked, this was almost like using a knife as a stick.
Mr. Ji urged:
"Practice quickly, don't dawdle like a pussy."
The old lady kicked him from behind.
Chen Changan suppressed his laughter, stepped forward, grasped the handle of the knife, and slashed hard at the red line of the barrel.
Boom!
The hit hit, and the force was not small, but it failed to hit the red line drawn by Mr. Ji.
Mr. Ji sat on the raft to rest and said lazily:
"Reduce your strength a little, keep your eyes on the target first, and try to hit the red line first."
Chen Changan slowed down and slashed at the barrel again. He successfully hit the red line, but the barrel was unscathed. In game terms, "we failed to penetrate the enemy's armor."
He tried to maintain a balance between power and precision, but after only a few cuts, a new problem arose - his hands were sore.
After practicing until nightfall, Chen Changan only cut through one red line.
The task assigned by Mr. Ji was not completed, so Chen Changan had no choice but to smile and escape back to the flying Henanese in the name of making fish soup.
"Hey, where's the red carp?"
Chen Changan was surprised to find that the red carp caught yesterday had disappeared, so he had to change the main ingredient to fat-headed fish.
It’s strange to say that both fathead fish and carp are freshwater species, but now they can live in seawater. Chen Changan guessed:
"Maybe the deep sea world is different from the earth."
After saying that, he chopped off the fish head cleanly with a knife.
In this bowl of fish soup, Chen Changan also added two small red flowers to replenish Zhang Li's qi and blood after giving birth.
When the fat-headed fish stewed with red flowers was brought to the raft, Mr. Ji suddenly said:
"Doctor Chen, you should drink some too. We are poor in literature but rich in martial arts. Insufficient nutrition during martial arts training will damage our vitality."
Chen Changan nodded and drank half a bowl of red flower fish soup. When he slept with the statue of Mazu in his arms at night, all the pain and pain in his arms disappeared, which was surprising.
It wasn't until late at night, when Chengzi said all four members of the raft family fell asleep, that he cautiously opened the message interface.
"Congratulations, you completed the delivery mission."
Chen Changan also had his own little thoughts before accepting the mission after returning to the flying Henanese.
As the saying goes, keep half of the words in your mouth and don't throw them all away in your heart.
If the reward for the delivery mission was too tempting, no one could guarantee that the raft family would stab him in the back when his back was turned.
Therefore, Chen Changan never revealed that he had received the task of delivering a baby, and maintained his character as a "good person" and "good doctor", saying coldly:
"Receive the mission reward."
System reward, one click to connect three times.
"Congratulations, you have obtained the diluted Mermaid Fountain."
"Congratulations, you got 200 Inar."
"Congratulations, you have received 0.0001% of the favor of the deep sea world"
Two hundred gold coins fell into the cabin, making a tinkling sound, which was quite pleasant. Fortunately, Orange had already pulled the boat away, and even the sound would not affect the raft family dozens of meters away.
There is also a glass bottle containing a light blue liquid.
[Diluted Mermaid Fountain]
Quality: light blue
Weight: 20g
Introduction: A group of beautiful mermaids have lived in the ocean forest for a long time. They put the spring of life into the sea eye of the forest and prayed for the blessing of the gods to transform the sea eye into a mermaid spring. After taking it, they have the powerful ability to extend lifespan. Even the diluted Mermaid Fountain can enhance the strength of life and keep the body youthful and energetic.
Evaluation: Ocean Forest is a famous romantic place in the deep sea world. I advise young people to take care of themselves.
Romantically...
Chen Changan's mouth twitched, and he suddenly realized a possibility.
Could it be that the mermaid is the great sword of the deep sea world?
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I forgot to time it, haha.
