In the underground square, everyone gathered.
"I have an announcement."
Mr. Xia stood on the steps and took a sip from his wine bottle: "The imperial guard assessment is canceled this month. Let's take part in the martial arts assessment next month! Zhou Bing, Tang Wen and other members of the hunting team will also participate!"
After he finished speaking, he looked behind him.
A middle-aged man walked in from the corner.
"Father, you, your hand?" When Zhang Lin saw the person clearly, he was happy at first, and then he felt heavy and panicked.
There was some agitation in the square, but it soon became quiet.
Tang Wen looked at Zhou Bing and his sister, his face as dark as water.
The commander lost his arm, and the other captains and team members had no idea how many casualties they had.
Commander Zhang glanced at his son, not hiding his empty sleeves.
He looked around and said calmly: "In this war, we have lost many brothers and sisters. Of course, I am also disabled. The assessment next month is not only to assess your martial arts progress, but also a selection! Select out Excellent people, come and assist the Queen and General in taking charge of the camp!”
Wow!
At this time, the guards couldn't help but stir up a commotion.
Everyone was talking about it, and some people said: "Has the situation gotten so bad?"
Some people are clenching their fists secretly, thinking that the opportunity is rare.
Tang Wen and Zhou Bing are people who are afraid of trouble and have no ambitions. They don't care about the selection, they are just worried about the battle situation outside.
A dark cloud couldn't help but cast over my heart.
"Let's practice boxing together tonight!" Zhou Bing said flatly.
What did Tang Wen think of: "Sister Bing, do you want to break through?"
"Well, I've accumulated it long enough."
During this period of time, Zhou Bing wanted to advance his relationship with Tang Wen.
Since his ability can restrain the "doom spell" of the awakened ones, he can definitely suppress my "Kfu".
Of course, to be on the safe side, just don't get engaged or get married.
I would also call him Tang Wen, Xiao Wen, or younger brother.
In short, we have been in the same bed (at different times), and he can’t even think of running away!
But she didn't expect that when she came to the underground palace, Tang Wen's craziness in practicing martial arts would unknowingly affect her.
Plus Tangtang is around, which is inconvenient.
She had no choice but to suppress her thoughts and practice in comparison with Tang Wen every day.
As a peak martial artist, her combat power is comparable to that of a half-step martial artist. Recently, she feels that the threshold has been loosened.
After being a member of the hunting team for several months, Tang Wen had already understood the difference between a warrior and a martial artist.
To describe it in one sentence: Can you use "Kaishan Cannon Boxing" in actual combat anytime and anywhere?
Or, you can use the power of cannon fists to use weapons such as spear skills and sword skills.
You know, for such a profound martial art as "Kaishan Paoquan".
Learning does not mean being able to practice.
Tang Wen is quite aware of this.
After all the hard work, he had learned it for several days, but before each use, he still had to sit on a horse with his shoulders down, fall into silence, then outline a visualization diagram, and then direct his strength to his arms before he could blast it out.
After hard training, he could complete this set of actions in just two or three seconds, but two or three seconds was enough for the enemy to kill him several times in a life-and-death fight!
Therefore, after Tang Wen learned Kaishan Pao Quan, he has been training and has never fought in actual combat.
Speaking of which, it's a bit like when he went to school and learned a lot of mathematical laws, but he never used them in life.
The same is true for Zhou Bing.
I have always killed enemies with spears, never with cannons.
However, she learned gun boxing earlier and became more proficient in it.
In the evening, I practiced boxing until I was exhausted.
The two returned to the dormitory, and Tang Tang was already asleep.
Zhou Bing came to Tang Wen's room, sat by the bed and exchanged experiences in boxing practice.
"Many commanders have said that they all agree that the difficulty of gun boxing is how to quickly visualize the scene, how to evenly accelerate every picture outlined in the mind, and how to punch quickly!"
Uniform acceleration?
The image of watching a movie at double speed flashed through Tang Wen's mind.
If you have a mobile phone, you can do it.
As long as you can record the scene in the visualization picture.
Um?
etc?
I think I can draw the scene, right?
An idea flashed in Tang Wen's mind.
Anyone who drew a little figure in the lower right corner of a book when they were in school knows this.
If the villain on the page of your book only changes one movement on each page, then the more you draw, the villain will move with punches and kicks when the pages are turned, and the comic strip will become more beautiful and realistic.
However, if you are lazy and each page has a different posture for each villain, then when you move, without the intermediate steps, it will seem to be accelerated!
This is uniform acceleration!
Tang Wen immediately jumped off the bed and rummaged through the cabinet.
Zhou Bing was stunned.
I heard him say quickly: "Sister Bing, help me see if there is any yellow paper in our luggage."
"Yellow paper?" Zhou Bing didn't understand, but she still walked back to her and Tang Tang's room and took out a stack of rough paper: "Is this okay?"
"Okay, that's great!"
"Do you have any charcoal?"
"Wait, there's coal outside."
Tang Wen took the long piece of coal, sharpened it with a dagger, then sat at the table, lowered his head and started drawing.
Zhou Bing didn't leave and didn't ask any questions. He still sat by the bed and looked at Tang Wen who was painting seriously.
Well, it really looks better the more you look at it.
The fireball flew out, pulling out countless afterimages in the air, and the fireball hit the mountain and exploded.
Tang Wen used stingy pen and ink to describe three scenes in the lower right corner of a stack of yellow paper.
"Sister Bing? Sister Bing? Is there something on my face?"
He touched his face.
"No. I was thinking about you, uh, thinking about something." Zhou Bing, who was in a daze, hurriedly looked away.
Tang Wen excitedly showed her the masterpiece he had just completed.
The three pieces of paper were flipped page by page.
"What is this?" Zhou Bing looked at it for a long time and didn't understand what it meant.
Tang Wen looked at it himself and felt a little embarrassed. There were too few pictures.
Even when it moves, it doesn't have the effect of a comic strip at all.
"Uh, sister Bing, wait a minute."
"Okay, don't worry."
Zhou Bing gently picked up his handkerchief and wiped the non-existent sweat on Tang Wen's forehead.
The latter began to draw little people, a stick figure holding a knife.
After a while, I finished drawing a thick stack of paper.
Under Zhou Bing's curious eyes, he divided the papers into two piles, one pile of 16 sheets, put them together and flipped them.
The villain moved and practiced a set of wind-breaking knives.
There are only 8 pieces of paper in the other pile, which are put together and turned over.
The villain quickly practiced a set of wind-breaking knives.
"this?"
The ice beauty's clear black and white almond eyes blinked.
Tang Wen turned it over for her over and over again, comparing the two.
Zhou Bing understood immediately: "This is a shortcut to practicing contemplation!"
There was great shock in her voice.
"Well, I just thought of it."
"Xiao Wen, you are such a genius!" Zhou Bing's eyes were full of brilliance. He leaned forward excitedly, revealing a large piece of white on his chest. He grabbed Tang Wen's arm with both hands and looked at him as if he was looking at some rare treasure.
"Ahem, I'll make the visualization picture more detailed. The faster the scrolling speed, the faster the scene will move!"
"good."
Tang Wen drew a picture, while Zhou Bing's beautiful, moist eyes looked up and down at him.
After a stack of visualization pictures was ready, she gradually gathered her mind and looked at it over and over for a while. Then she closed her eyes and visualized for a while, then put down the picture and said, "I'm going to retreat for a few days. Don't show this picture to anyone yet."
Tang Wen handed it to her directly: "It's just for your retreat."
"Well", Zhou Bing looked at his lips that were neither thin nor thick, resisted the urge to kiss him, turned and left: "I'm going to apply for seclusion in the stone room. I'll tell Tang Tang tomorrow."
"Okay! Don't be impatient."
Zhou Bing smiled, walked to the door and opened it, then suddenly turned back and said: "Wait until I come back."
Tang Wen was confused and thought she was about to make a breakthrough. She was so excited.
The next day, the Tang Wen siblings went to exercise as usual.
But without Zhou Bing around, Tang Tang was okay, but Tang Wen always felt that something was missing.
At night, he practiced boxing alone.
His punching speed improved, and he turned his head excitedly: "Sister Bing, I..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Wen touched his nose. There was no one around him, and the whole underground square was empty.
Only the flames danced behind the glass.
If you go into retreat, it shouldn't take more than a few days.
He shook his head and continued to practice boxing.
boom!
The wooden piles were blasted into sawdust.
[Skill: Kaishan Cannon Fist, Beginner → Beginner (1/1000)]
After two days of stuck boxing skills, I advanced.
