"Ten dragons go out to sea!"
In the Heipeng tribe's handyman's yard, a young man with a delicate face and a slender figure shouted loudly, and his arms were like two soft whips clamped towards the iron pillar in front of him. With a crackling sound, the iron pillar Several white seals were drawn from it.
"Hmm, not bad. I didn't expect that your boy may seem clumsy, but he is also somewhat talented in this area." A figure next to him appeared out of nowhere and nodded in praise.
"Father, please don't laugh at me. I haven't made any progress for a long time." The young man scratched his head in embarrassment. He was exactly that little black flower. He had grown a lot in the past few years, but his figure was still the same as when he was a child. So slim.
"No, no, what my father cares about is not how much power you can use, but how well you understand the ten dragons coming out of the sea!" The man smiled lightly and said: "I think back then you were only swollen for three days and a little for five days. A big swelling... almost made my father suspect that the soft bone fluid has lost its effectiveness! Although you can't use all its power, the frequency of injuries is getting lower and lower... Do you still remember the last time you were injured? "
"Back to my adoptive father, Xiaohua doesn't remember clearly, but it should have been more than half a year..." Hei Xiaohua thought for a moment, and then answered seriously.
"Hmm... It seems that there is no need to use this bone softening liquid anymore." The man said calmly.
"Really?" Hei Xiaohua's brows were happy when he heard this. Although he could now bear the pain of soaking in bone softening liquid, he no longer had to think about fainting from the pain as before. But wouldn't it be better if the adoptive father said that he would never have to endure such torture again?
After a brief moment of joy, before Hei Xiaohua calmed down, a feeling of loss arose in her heart. After all, this kind of pain was a sign of her growth. Suddenly, without this kind of torture, she was still not used to it.
"Father, I remember you said... when you first practiced the art of softening, you continued to use soft bone liquid until you became an adult. I am still too early to become an adult. Now... is it too early?" Hei Xiaohua was a little unhappy. Don't worry.
"Morning? Hahaha... Actually it's not too early! To be honest, this soft bone fluid should have stopped a long time ago, but I saw that you have been holding on for dear life, and I wanted to see how long you could hold on. I didn't expect that I would see you at this moment. As of today..." A bit of relief appeared on the man's face, and he continued: "And...do you know the reason for the slow progress in the power of your technique?"
"Am I not working hard enough? Or do I not understand deeply?" Hei Xiaohua said cautiously.
"No, no! In the final analysis, you and I are not of the same race!" The man shook his head and said, "You must know that my father's softening technique is not only practiced since childhood, but also refines the whole body's muscles and bones! And you and My father was not of the same race, and because he was too old at the time, he could only soften his arms! So the strength was naturally much lower."
"It's really impossible to tell clearly with just three eyes and two words. Now that you have understood the ten dragons going out to sea, maybe you will understand after watching my demonstration again..."
The man patted Hei Xiaohua on the shoulder to signal him to get out of the way, and then drew one arm towards the iron pillar. With a muffled sound, a wrist-width groove was left on the iron pillar.
"Can you see the difference?"
Hei Xiaohua stared intently at every move of her adoptive father. When she heard the question, she nodded thoughtfully and said: "My adoptive father and I have roughly the same moves, but there seems to be something wrong with the way we exert force... Obviously The force is also lifted from the ground, but my posture is not as natural as my adoptive father's..."
"Well...that's right! Because my softening technique covers the whole body, I can adjust the flow of force according to changes in the external environment and my own posture! And you can only exert its power when the force reaches your shoulders, and this force has already been raised on the way up. There is some loss, so there will be a difference in the force exerted!"
"Father...could it be said...that my journey to the sea has stopped here?" Hei Xiaohua said nervously.
"Hahaha... Don't worry, kid. Even if you are very proficient in what your father taught you, it will still be applied mechanically. Only if you truly practice makes perfect can you master it!"
Hei Xiaohua heard this and nodded thoughtfully.
"By the way, do you still remember what your father said to you?"
"Xiaohua will naturally remember what the adoptive father said! Before you fully understand the art of leaving the sea with ten dragons, you must not use it in front of outsiders..." Hei Xiaohua said seriously, and then asked cautiously: "But adoptive father, since you Why are you teaching me the skills but not letting me use them?"
"Of course it is for your own good that I am a father!" The man sighed: "The strength of the ten dragons out to sea is not for my father to brag. When my father was at his peak, he was famous for being one against ten! But... it is precisely because of this that he is popular with others. Coveting encountered misfortune, and finally had to hide among the Jinpeng tribe! Although I endured it for revenge at first, as I got older, and having you later made me uneasy, this desire for revenge gradually disappeared. …”
"Father..." This man has been very strict with her over the years. She didn't expect that he would care about her so much. Hei Xiaohua was also very touched.
"Although I don't want revenge, the people who covet me are still there! Don't be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of what might happen... If your control over the ten dragons going out to sea is discovered by someone who is interested, you will definitely not be able to deal with it with your current strength, and you will only end up getting angry. Burn yourself!"
"Xiaohua understands..." Hei Xiaohua nodded thoughtfully, and then asked aloud: "But foster father, I have been practicing these ten dragons going out to sea for so many years, what should I do if I really encounter an accident? "
Because this little black flower is not young now, he is often sent out to do things by the Jinpeng clan. Although he has always been peaceful, he will always encounter ghosts when he walks too much at night. No one can guarantee that he will not have accidents.
"Well... you're right! You do need something for self-defense when you go out..." The man nodded and continued: "My child, just ask for any weapons you like, and your father will find a way to get them for you!"
Hei Xiaohua frowned when she heard this, but she didn't question this person's words. After all these years, as long as he asked for anything he needed for practice, his adoptive father would prepare it for him. It was amazing... The reason why he had such an expression was because he was thinking about what weapon to use.
When it comes to knives, he has used them all, including large knives, small knives, long knives, and short knives. Except for the woodcutter he uses when working, none of them are easy to use. It always feels too stiff. If it's a gun, a short gun is as stiff as a knife, so I won't mention it. Every time I use a spear, no matter how strong the spear head is, it will be thrown away by me, leaving only a bare long stick. It is better to use the stick directly.
But because I had some brute strength when I was still young, the stick felt a little lighter in my hand. If it is replaced by an iron rod, it is indeed heavy enough, but the problem returns to the word stiff...
Hei Xiaohua thought about it and couldn't think of any good ideas. She had a headache for a while, and her whole body felt so hot that she simply threw her coat aside.
"What? What's the problem with the child?" Seeing Hei Xiaohua's sad face, the man asked in confusion.
Hei Xiaohua was worried that she had nowhere to complain, so she expressed her thoughts at once.
"Haha, I thought it was a big deal?" The man smiled when he heard this, "My father's clan members are not good at wielding swords and guns because they practice the art of softening. I didn't expect you, a boy who has become a monk halfway. I'm a little surprised that you have such difficulties... But it's not a big deal. Let me, my father, make up your mind..."
Hei Xiaohua's ears pricked up when she heard this, and she straightened up quickly...
"It's true as you said, those who practice the art of softening do have some resistance to harsh things! Although everyone says that every inch is stronger, it is our biggest weakness!"
"So when it comes to weapons selection among our tribe, the more radical ones will choose some off-hand weapons, such as plum blossom darts, bone-penetrating nails, etc.; the conservative ones will choose some strong bows or even machine crossbows... As for the remaining ones that are inaccurate, Then you will choose some fist blades and hand guards... Is there anything you like among these?"
"Back to my adoptive father...the weapons you mentioned are indeed good, but what I want is a weapon with the same distance as a dart nail machine crossbow, and a weapon that can be controlled by myself like a fist blade guard..." Hei Xiaohua said embarrassedly .
"You bastard, are you deliberately making things difficult for your father? How can there be such a beautiful thing in the world?" The man kicked Hei Xiaohua in anger, and the latter lost his balance and sat on the ground with a snap.
This man wanted to say something, but his expression suddenly changed: "But I suddenly remembered something. Although its distance is not that long, its power is not small..." Then his expression became unusually excited. : "Perhaps it is several times more powerful than the ten dragons you can use to go out to sea now!"
"The distance doesn't matter... as long as it's strong enough, it's a good weapon! Foster father, what are you talking about?" Hei Xiaohua said nervously.
"Quick! Take off your pants!" The man urged with an excited expression.
"Ah? Foster father...this...isn't this bad!" Hei Xiaohua's face turned pale.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Can my adoptive father still harm you? Hurry up!" The man sounded impatient.
"But... adoptive father..." Hei Xiaohua bit her lip and suddenly became cruel, shouting: "You... come on!" Then she closed her eyes and took off her pants.
"What are you standing there for? Come and help me!" Seeing Hei Xiaohua biting her lip and closing her eyes tightly, the man greeted her casually.
Hei Xiaohua trembled when she heard this, thinking that she should repay her adoptive father's kindness today! He also made a sound and pounced on this person. But as soon as he reached mid-air, he felt a strong gust of wind roaring, and he was slapped onto the iron pillar by this man's kick...
"What are you crazy about? Get up and help!" Hei Xiaohua opened her eyes and saw her adoptive father pointing at something on the ground and looking at her.
"I suddenly thought of something that suits you best! Help me tie it to my arm!"
