Both of them were worried and couldn't sleep well. The next day when the handyman came to deliver the cornbread, they both jumped up from the bed at the same time like springs at the first knock on the door. Then they each composed themselves, turned to look at each other, and Zhao Changhe smiled: "Good morning."
Luo Qi ignored him and immediately looked down at his body. The quilt was still wrapped tightly. He breathed a sigh of relief and didn't reply.
Zhao Changhe didn't bother to pay attention to him. He jumped out of bed and opened the door. He took out the steamed bun and came in. He saw Luo Qi sitting on the edge of the bed with her slightly messy hair.
That gesture... is unintentionally charming.
Zhao Changhe's heart skipped a beat and he tilted his head to change the subject: "Damn, I haven't brushed my teeth. I'm not used to it anywhere."
Luo Qi said lazily: "You are from the countryside, but your tone sounds like someone from a wealthy family. Do you know how to brush your teeth with willow branches?"
Zhao Changhe gnawed on the dough head and looked sideways: "Do you understand again? If you give back the willow branches, you are just a domestic servant... Sorry."
"What's there to be sorry for? How many of you have offended me with your nonsense? I said you are a countryman, but you said my family has a servant and is married." Luo Qi rolled her eyes at him: "Let's go and practice your kung fu. , I still have to work hard to get you meat to eat."
"Uh, what I said last night..."
Luo Qi walked to the door, looked back and smiled: "What you said is too naive, I'm afraid it won't come true. But... I'll think of other ideas and I'll see to it."
The smile he looked back at was actually a bit electric, but Zhao Changhe was unaware and nodded: "There is always a way."
Being a straight man, Luo Qi himself did not notice the femininity that was revealed more and more inadvertently, and went on a mission with Wo Wo Tou.
In fact, Zhao Changhe just deliberately didn't look at it.
Regardless of whether they are male or female, it will only affect the speed of my cultivation.
As soon as Luo Qi left, he went directly to the martial arts field again. Originally he said that he would practice the Blood Evil Technique in the morning and the sword practice in the afternoon, but he felt that the Blood Evil Technique was still running when he was practicing sword practice, which caused the Blood Evil Technique to progress a bit faster. He didn't know if there was something wrong, so he might as well consult Sun. teach.
"Quickly? To what extent? Follow the blood-shaking technique and try to punch me." Professor Sun was nonchalant.
Zhao Changhe said carefully: "Full force?"
"Of course you will do your best." Teacher Sun rolled his eyes: "You are the only one who still wants to beat me?"
Zhao Changhe thought so, so he squatted down and put his fists into his waist.
The energy and blood of the Blood Evil Technique flowed through the body, and Zhao Changhe could feel that his muscles were full of power, fierce and fierce.
With a "drink", Zhao Changhe punched with all his strength.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but when I punched out, the scenery in my eyes turned red...
Teacher Sun nonchalantly raised his hand to block, and Zhao Changhe felt an unpredictable surge of force, and he stumbled back several steps before barely regaining his balance. The overwhelming sense of power disappeared instantly, and the illusion of blood in his eyes was gone, as if he had been wilted.
Zhao Changhe was a little impressed and said with a smile: "As expected, teaching is teaching."
Teacher Sun clasped his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Your progress... is indeed a bit fast. But there is no very special reason. Your understanding is not bad. It is mainly because your physique is so good, your qi and blood are extremely full, and you are too adaptable. Blood Demon Kung Fu. It’s really strange. You, a poor person from a village, how can you get such good nutrition? How did you develop the bones in your body?"
He didn't let Zhao Changhe see that the hand behind his back was shaking a little.
I was too careless. I blocked it casually. I didn't expect this guy to be so fierce... This is too exaggerated.
Zhao Changhe thought to himself that when it comes to physical nutrition, you, the leader, may not be able to eat as well as an ordinary office worker in modern times, not to mention that I am also a sports person, and my physique is better than that of ordinary classmates. Speaking of which, that "eye behind the back" has not been of any use so far. After working on it for a long time, is his physical fitness the biggest drawback?
"Of course there is another reason. Your Yuanyang has not been lost, and your energy is full and overflowing... It is truly called the strong blood." Sun Jianxi didn't know whether he was praising or sarcastically. He looked at him up and down for a long time, but he still couldn't bear it. Zhu missed a sentence: "Are you nineteen? How pitiful."
"Grass." Zhao Changhe rubbed his neck and said, "Isn't it considered a loss of Yuanyang if I masturbate myself?"
"It looks similar on the surface, but in terms of martial arts principles, it doesn't matter, unless you do it too often... why am I telling you this?"
Zhao Changhe: "..."
Sun Jiaoxi's face was expressionless: "In the current situation, you are almost getting started with the Blood Demon Kung Fu. You should polish it well this month and try to sprint to the first level. In fact, if you rush past the first level, it is almost the first level of the entrance."
"One entrance per month?" Zhao Changhe was a little surprised. Thinking of Luo Qi, who had been practicing martial arts since he was a child and was still very proud of his master's degree at the age of sixteen or seventeen, he wondered if he would vomit blood after hearing the news.
"This is the magic skill. You will know the price in the future. Although you are much faster than others even in the magic skill, it is still not beyond the understandable range." Sun Jiaoxi said lightly: "Okay, your skill practice The progress is indeed much better than that of sword skills, so don’t be biased. How many times have you practiced each of the three moves I taught you yesterday, namely straight chop, horizontal chop, and turning around?"
Zhao Changhe said honestly: "I originally ordered it a thousand times, but I forgot to count the number of times as I chopped. I guess it's not much different."
Really a thousand times? Sun Jiaoxi almost bulged his eyes, and then he pointed at a wooden stake calmly: "Do you see the mark in the middle? Just chop at that position, and I will take a look."
Zhao Changhe drew his knife.
"Whoa!" The sword flashed and hit the mark pointed by Sun Jiaoxi. It was not a perfect fit, but slightly off. Professor Sun took a deep breath and muttered: "It's okay."
Zhao Changhe said: "It's not very good. I feel like I just need to practice more today."
Are you still so modest? Do you think when I say it's okay, I mean you're doing okay? What I mean is that luckily your qualifications in the art of swordsmanship are only average, and they are not as heaven-defying as the Blood Demon Kung Fu, otherwise it would be too much.
Sun Jiaoxi's expression became much more relaxed: "Actually, in terms of talent alone, you are not very high, or even slightly better than mediocre. After all, this is the simplest chop. An ordinary woodcutter can chop wood for several days. Understand, how can a true swordsman genius practice a thousand times and still not be able to cut accurately? But the problem is that you know that you are not accurate. You can practice a thousand times, but most people can't."
Zhao Changhe: "Uh..."
"If after learning the Blood Fiend Sword Technique, you can still practice it a thousand times a day, your achievements will exceed my expectations." Professor Sun said leisurely: "Of course, most people will learn advanced sword techniques and After advancing to the first level of the Profound Entrance, you should be a big boss. When the time comes, there will be a bowl of wine, a lot of meat, and a lot of sluts. Not many can still keep working hard. I don't know what you will do."
Zhao Changhe is not sure what will happen to him in the future. Anyway, he is really serious at the moment, almost all his heart is focused on it. It's not just to get stronger and go back, he really finds fun in this kind of thing.
Just like when I was playing games, I was beaten to death in front of a BOSS, but I refused to give up no matter what, and the server maintenance was still cursing and I couldn't bear to leave. It's a bit similar now. Damn, can't you hit that position? I refused to accept it and continued to chop. This "BOSS" must live as long as he wants to live one day.
The same goes for the Blood Evil Technique. He found pleasure in the process of increasing his power, and he also vaguely enjoyed the awe of the people around him.
In the martial arts arena, Zhao Changhe's voice became louder and louder, and he became more and more bold, and he soon mingled with everyone.
The bookish atmosphere in the university has been getting weaker and weaker without realizing it, while the gangster atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger.
Just a few days...
Born to be a gangster.
"Bah!" It was dusk. Zhao Changhe, who had been practicing for a day, put away his knife and slapped a gangster next to him on the shoulder: "I can go out some other time. I invite my brothers to have a drink with us!"
The gangster apologized and smiled: "Of course everyone invited Boss Zhao to drink. Just because Boss Zhao stabbed Luo Zhenwu to death with a single knife, he deserves a toast from everyone."
"Eh? Were you there that day?"
"Of course we are not here, but in the past few days, I have heard from the senior brothers in the teaching who participated at that time that Boss Zhao is now famous in the world."
"Huh? It's not that big of a deal. If a Luo family puppy dies and a storm passes by, who will remember it?"
The gangster said mysteriously: "They said that more than ten years ago, the current emperor went on a tour and stayed at Luo's house on the way. The old turtle owner of Luo Village was so flattered by the emperor that he sent his wife to entertain guests..."
Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment and chewed over this sentence several times: "Could it be that..."
The gangster clapped his hands: "Look, Luo Zhenwu may be the emperor's descendant! That's why the royal family takes special care of the Luo family! Just like that day, there were many masters hidden in the Luo family. If it hadn't been for the intervention of Lord Suzaku , how can it be possible...Boss, tell me, who can hide a master in the family?"
Zhao Changhe held it in for a long time before he uttered one word: "Grass!"
It's strange. At that time, I felt that the way Lord Luo spoke to his son didn't look like he was treating a prince at all. Then he was just his son, right? Is it a mistake...or have they become accustomed to it after being father and son for many years?
The gangster said: "Everyone used to say that the Luo family was related to the royal family, but no one could explain what the relationship was... It's not that they didn't understand, it was because no one dared to say it before! Now, we are a holy religion, and the opposite is true. This rotten court is killing this bullshit prince, what can we hide for them?"
Zhao Changhe sighed. I thought this was some kind of core secret that I could only ask after I joined the religion, but unexpectedly it was revealed in front of me unexpectedly.
It was true that it was a secret beforehand, but after it happened, the Blood God Sect couldn't wait to publicize it all over the world.
So the sword strike I made at that time seemed...a bit awesome.
"I just beheaded the emperor's illegitimate son. His reputation is only for a while. No one will mention it in a few days." Zhao Changhe said modestly, intending to end the topic.
As a result, the other party's eyes widened: "Just an illegitimate child? No, boss, you really don't understand. The prince is dead and the emperor has no son."
Zhao Changhe turned around and tried to leave, but his movements were frozen there, dumbfounded.
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