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Zhao Changshu did not give Stephen various fighting skills at the beginning, but taught her the basics of martial arts one move at a time. There is another reason why Zhao Lance did this, although he has accepted Stephen as an apprentice, but the time he and Stephen have known each other is too short after all, Zhao Lance does not know Stephen very well, and he still has to investigate Stephen for a while. He didn't want to hand over his actual combat skills to a ruthless executioner.

Zhao Changshu originally thought that his somewhat cautious teaching method would cause Stephen's dissatisfaction, and planned to communicate with her, although they were his apprentices, but the tuition fees paid by others were too high, and the level of the professor could not meet the satisfaction of others, that is, his master was unqualified.

Unexpectedly, Stephen didn't take it seriously at all. She also told Zhao Changshu with great interest that what she liked was the taste of Huaguo Kung Fu, the atmosphere and beauty of playing. Other fighting techniques may be very useful in fighting, but they can't be compared with Huaguo Kung Fu in terms of ornamentation!

Zhao Changshu was taken aback after hearing Stephen's point of view, and asked Stephen, "Isn't it true that you learn Chinese kung fu to make yourself stronger?"

"To make yourself stronger, of course. But it's never for the sake of killing!Killing people depends on this!" Stephen said in a heartfelt voice, and as he spoke, he took out a small and delicate palm from his body, only ten centimeters long, and made a gesture towards Zhao's spear.

Zhao Changshu was startled and said, "Okay, okay, I know." Put your guns away. Don't hurt yourself by going too far. ”

Since that conversation, Zhao Changshu has been much more relieved by Stephen and has become more determined about his teaching methods.

In the early morning, the morning sun that had just jumped out of the sea water sprinkled ten thousand red rays, shining on the calm sea, and also shining on the deck of the "Seawolf", giving the spacious deck of the Seawolf a layer of red makeup.

Stephen had already squatted on the deck for half a day, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his dark face.

Zhao Changshu was moving his fists and feet on the side, and he looked at the meticulous Stephen. By the time he got to the deck, Stephen had been here for a long time. Zhao Changshu has never been interested in black people, and in his impression, black people only have two faces, one face for women and one face for men, and all of them look about the same.

But after getting along with Stephen for a few days, he found that the black lady in front of him seemed to be more and more attractive, and there was an indescribable charm on her. In particular, the black man's physique is different from other races, which makes her body full of strength.

This kind of taste is definitely not found in Wang Shufang, Xie Lanlan and others.

Zhao Changshu felt that he was thinking a little crookedly, as if the abusive gene was doing something wrong again, so he quickly shook his head vigorously and threw the strange thoughts in his mind out of his head.

Stephen's eyes caught a glimpse of the strange look on Zhao Changlan's face, and thought that his movements were not in place, so he asked, "Master, am I not doing it right?"

Zhao Changshu blushed a little, just thinking about whether the family was beautiful or not, whether it was tasteless, and he didn't pay attention to whether Stephen's movements were standard or not.

Zhao Changshu turned his gaze to Stephen again, only to find that her squatting legs were a little too wide and her butt was sinking too low, so he said to her: "Thighs are a little tighter." The butt is raised a little. ”

Stephen did as he was told, and his ass jerked up. Stephen wore a white silk practice uniform, the material was very smooth, he squatted hard just now, and now he suddenly put the pants behind his buttocks into the butt groove, and the delicate little ass was immediately divided into two hemispheres by the deep groin, which seemed to be radiating an alluring brilliance.

"Oh!" Zhao Changshu sighed secretly in his heart, patted his head vigorously, and he suddenly felt that it was simply torture for a male master to teach a female apprentice.

Zhao Changshu calmed down his somewhat restless heart for a while, and then said to Stephen with a professional eye: "Raise it! ”

Stephen's body suddenly lowered, and his ass was too low.

"It's too low again, get up a little more!" Zhao Changshu said immediately. As a result, Stephen rose too high again.

Zhao Changshu was a little speechless, when he was a child, when he practiced the pile, after putting on the correct posture, his grandfather Zhao Wugang lit three pillars of incense under his buttocks, and on the top of his head was his grandfather's beehives. If Zhao Changshu wants to lower his butt because he is tired, he will be burned to the flesh by the incense, and if he wants to lift his body, he will touch his grandfather's bee and be stung by the bee!

The bees raised by grandpa are also strange, Xiao Zhao's spear is motionless, the bees will never take the initiative to provoke him, even if they fly around his head, they will not sting him, but his body is slightly abnormal, and the bees will bombard him, stinging his nose and face are swollen.

Zhao Changshu still shuddered when he thought about the years he had practiced standing on the pile, but his solid basic skills were also practiced at that time, which had become his lifelong wealth. The ghostly speed of Zhao's spear is all dependent on the strength of his lower limbs, and it is extremely strong, and it is extremely stable.

Of course, Zhao Changshu can't use these methods on Stephen, one is because Stephen's identity is really special, which can't be avoided, and Zhao Changshu can't go too far. The other is that Stephen is a girl after all, and it is too unsightly to put three sticks of incense under her buttocks.

The most important point is that Zhao Changlan was young at that time, only a few years old, and his self-esteem was poor, so he could do whatever he wanted. Now Stephen is in his twenties, with strong self-esteem, face and skin, and Zhao Changshu must take care of Stephen's emotions.

It is said that the master and apprentice are like father and son, but there are many apprentices who kill the master. Once there is a matter of a disciple killing a teacher, almost everyone will condemn the apprentice for being ungrateful, but the master has the wrong method in the process of teaching, and the emotional communication with the apprentice is not timely, so why not be the culprit of this tragedy?

Zhao Changshu didn't want his disciple to teach an enemy. So he paid a lot of attention to the communication with Stephen and paid a lot of attention to the changes in Stephen's mood.

Besides, Zhao Changshu just wanted to use his grandfather's methods to train Stephen, and he didn't have those props.

There was no way, when Stephen practiced squatting and horse walking, he could only watch from the sidelines, and when he saw Stephen's movements deformed, he immediately reminded her and asked her to correct it.

Fortunately, Stephen was obedient, and the two have always cooperated tacitly.

But today I don't know if Stephen has been practicing for a long time, or if he deliberately made trouble with Zhao Changlan, no matter what Zhao Changshu said, her movements were not in place.

"It's too high!"

"It's too low!"

"It's too high!"

Zhao Changshu kept shouting on the side. With his shout, Stephen's ass lifted and fell, fell and lifted, and the action was really tempting!

Stephen couldn't stand it anymore, she shouted at Zhao Changlan, "Master, I have a thorn in my body? Can't you come and help me?

Zhao Changshu had the urge to cover his face, since he started teaching Stephen kung fu, he hadn't touched Stephen's body, not even pulling hands, and now it seemed that he had to break his vows.

Also, kung fu is supposed to be a hands-on coach. If you only talk about it on the side, your apprentice can become a master, that's basically nonsense, if that is the case, there will be no famous teacher out of high apprenticeship, now there are more famous teachers who have published books and videos, just practice it, and worship a fart master?

Zhao Changshu found ten thousand reasons to convince himself, hesitated for a long time, and then walked in front of Stephen. The left hand rested on her round little buttocks, and the right hand pressed on her shoulder, correcting Stephen's movements, and said, "Okay, that's it." ”

"Master, legs, my thighs don't seem to be in place, are they?" exclaimed Stephen.

Zhao Changshu put his hand on Stephen's thigh again, adjusted it left and right, and said, "Okay, that's it, hold on for ten minutes and rest." ”

"Wouldn't it have ended sooner rather than later!" said Stephen with a sudden blank look at Zhao Changlan.

Zhao Changshu looked at Stephen's eyes, and a sentence suddenly popped into his mind: "This girl is deliberate and premeditated!" But thinking about the feeling when his hand dragged Stephen's little ass and round thighs just now, it seems to be?? Wonderful?

At this time, the brothers of the Poison Dragon Society, who were not on duty, had already come to the deck to move their fists and feet, and these guys all looked at Zhao Changshu and Stephen with "ill-intentioned" eyes, and probably began to make up some kind of scene in their minds.

A little brother of the Poison Dragon Society named Wang Jian looked at the apprentice brother of Zhao Lance Sect and muttered to the brothers around him: "Alas, brother, do you think Stephen will become our new sister-in-law in the future?"

Another little brother named Li Fei immediately said: "Do you still use the future? I think it's almost the same now." By the way, have you calculated, this is our first sister-in-law?"

Wang Jian kept his saliva, shook his head and said, "I don't know." It seems to be the fifth or sixth, seven or eight? Alas, why is Brother Gun's life so good?"

"Hehe, are you greedy? You have to have the ability of a gun brother, and you also have such a good life. Li Fei immediately said with a smile.

The two of them were muttering, when they suddenly saw Brother Gun, who was instructing Stephen, raise his head and shout at them, "Look! Haven't you seen the master and apprentice? Who is that, Wang Jian, Li Fei, you guys also came over to accompany Stephen to stand on the stake!"

These two guys' faces collapsed in a flash, and they practiced standing on the pile? This is the most extreme punishment that Brother Gun has given them! I was so miserable, I just cared about nonsense, why did I forget that Brother Gun knew people six times, and he was clairvoyant and had ears?

The other Poison Dragon Society brothers looked at Wang Jian and Li Fei, who were standing on the pile with bitter melon faces, and they stuck out their tongues in fright, and hurriedly went about their own business. They don't want to be punished by Brother Gun, don't look at Stephen's practice of standing with relish, for them, it is an extremely cruel punishment!

Zhao Changshu looked at everyone's gaze from time to time, and couldn't help but have a big head for a while, as if his female apprentice was not receiving it at the right time? He looked at Stephen who was standing next to him, Stephen was facing the rising sun, and he didn't look at him, but Zhao Changshu could clearly see the smugness on Stephen's face.

"It's broken, it looks like something is going to happen?" Zhao Changshu couldn't help but scratch his head and thought. Western girls are open, and the boy who takes a fancy to them will confess immediately. If Stephen is really interesting to himself, he is in real trouble.

But when Zhao Changshu was thinking like this, another voice in his head said to him: "Hehe, boy, what are you pretending to be high, you are originally an abusive person, isn't that what you want?"

Zhao Changshu suddenly felt that his heart was a little messy, and he said to Stephen beside him: "Okay, let's stop here this morning, and continue to practice in the evening." Feel free to move your body. ”