"Well, it's good. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Zhang Long nodded and said.

There is a proverb in the martial arts world: the year knife, the moon stick, and the long-practiced gun.

The stick is the most primitive weapon, the foundation of all weapons, and the easiest to get started.

The knife is a blade, heavy, and indomitable. The main trick is to chop and chop, the rest of the block, piercing, wiping is not difficult, people with courage pick up the knife dare to chop two moves, it is not difficult to get started.

Guns are different.

The gun is the king of a hundred soldiers, and a thief of a hundred soldiers, it can be soft and hard, can bend and stretch, yin and yang are virtual and real, and there are thousands of changes.

Just blocking, taking, and piercing the three most basic actions, it is difficult to do it correctly without hard work.

These foreign youth guns in the field look beautiful and have a very amazing momentum, but in fact, they are just getting started.

However, considering their status as foreigners, it is indeed amazing to be able to learn this level.

Zhang Long glanced twice, and his eyes were quickly attracted by a group of teenagers on the right.

"Hey!"

"Hah!"

……

I saw more than 300 neatly arranged teenage foreign children, led by a Chinese martial arts instructor, wielding big knives and slashing, and the earth-shattering roar came from their mouths.

The voice is full of energy, like the roar of a tiger cub.

More than 300 people waved their knives neatly, and with the roar of Heha, the momentum was not lost to the more than 900 young people in the center of the field.

What especially shocked Zhang Long was.

In the cold winter and the north wind, these children only wore a pair of shorts and stepped barefoot in the cold snow, not only did not feel cold, but they were sweating all over their bodies.

"Brother Zhao, won't there be a problem with practicing like this?"

Zhang Long was surprised.

Zhao Dashan said: "In terms of intelligence, flexibility, and body coordination, Caucasian and black people may be inferior to us yellow people, but in terms of basic physical fitness, these Caucasian and black children are better than our yellow children, so this training intensity is nothing to them." ”

Suddenly.

Table tennis!

There was a metal crash to the left of the arena.

Zhang Long followed the sound and looked.

I saw that in the field, a black young man in white clothes and a white woman in black clothes with a sword were fiercely fighting with swords.

The black youth has sharp swordsmanship, and the white woman has light swordsmanship.

The two of them defended and attacked, and suddenly took off three feet into the air, hit the bluestone city wall, and suddenly stepped on the wall and flew quickly, and suddenly stepped in the void......

The fight is very exciting, in terms of light skills, swordsmanship and swordsmanship, it has entered the house.

"Brother Zhao, these two people have good kung fu, they should be your personal disciples!"

Zhao Shan nodded and said: "Well, yes, the man's name is Andy, 23 years old, and the woman's name is Harley, 22 years old, both of them have excellent qualifications, and now they both have the strength of a blue ribbon samurai." ”

Zhang Long: "A section of Blue Ribbon?" Taekwondo? ”

Zhao Dashan: "Well, it's almost this model, at the beginning, for the convenience of promotion, I borrowed the level model of taekwondo, and the blue belt is equivalent to the strength of a third-rate early master." ”

"The whole grade has five belts and twelve sections, which are purple belts, gold belts, black belts, red belts, blue belts and white belts, corresponding to the top, super first-class, first-class, second-rate, third-rate and non-flowing, of which the purple belt and white belt are not segmented, and the rest of the gold belt, black belt, red belt, and blue belt are divided into three sections, corresponding to the beginning, middle and late stages."

Zhao Dashan said.

"Well, I see."

Zhang Long also noticed at this time that in the field, the black youth and the white woman were wearing a blue belt around their waists, and a delicate silver buckle was decorated in the center of the belt, showing the strength of their blue belt.

"Be careful! Get out of the way! ”

Suddenly, a cold break woke up the two of them.

It turned out that when the two were talking, the winner had already been decided in the field.

The sword in the white woman's hand was shocked by a black young man, and she coincidentally shot at Zhang Long.

The sudden situation made the entire martial arts arena stop, and the children and young people all looked at Zhang Long with shocked faces.

Zhang Long's expression was calm, Dacheng's golden bell jar was triggered, his right hand was raised, and with a slight clamp of his two fingers, he caught the long sword that shot at him.

This change, almost in an instant, saw Zhang Long easily grip the long sword with two fingers, and both children and young people on the field exclaimed.

"The cake seller, who is the Chinese teenager next to the principal, it's amazing!"

"Nima, it's cool, I actually caught Senior Andy's blow with my bare hands."

"It's against the sky, that young man looks like he is only seventeen or eighteen years old!"

"It shouldn't be from China, I heard that Principal Dashan has several students over there, and his kung fu is higher than that of Senior Andy and Senior Hallie."

……

The children and young people on the field talked a lot, and they all looked at Zhang Long curiously, guessing his identity.

"Master!"

Andy, a young black man, pushed aside a group of little children, glanced at Zhang Long up and down, and after making sure that Zhang Long was fine, he looked at Zhao Dashan and saluted.

"Yes, Andy, there has been progress recently, and it seems that in less than a month, you will be promoted to the second rank of the blue ribbon."

Zhao Dashan said with a smile.

"Master!"

A white girl with chestnut hair also walked over, and after saluting Zhao Dashan, she looked at Zhang Long and said curiously: "Master, is he also your student, how powerful!" ”

Zhao Dashan said with a smile: "His name is Zhang Long, he is my junior brother, he just arrived in the UK, you have to call him Uncle Xiao." ”

It turned out to be Uncle Xiaoshi, no wonder it was so powerful!

Andy and Hallie glanced at each other and saluted, "Uncle Junior." ”

"Hello."

Zhang Long said that he was quite satisfied with the identity that Zhao Dashan arranged for him.

Zhao Dashan: "Okay, you continue to practice martial arts." ”

"Yes!"

Andy, Hallie bowed.

Out of the back door of the martial arts arena, a European-style school appeared, and a plaque was hung at the gate of the school, which engraved the words of the European branch of the Great China Martial Arts School in Chinese and English.

The school is very large, with playgrounds, dormitory buildings, teaching buildings, and laboratory buildings.

The age of the students ranges from the youngest to the ......

Zhang Long saw many sixty or seventy-year-old grandfathers, old ladies playing tai chi on the snowy grass.

Seeing Zhao Dashan, they stopped to say hello, all of them were full of energy, obviously in good health.

"How about it, my brother's European branch is not bad!"

Zhao Dashan said with a smile.

"It's not just good, it's a miracle."

Zhang Long was impressed.

There is a big difference between Chinese and Western cultures, and it is definitely not easy to establish a martial arts school in a foreign country, and be recognized by foreigners, or even enter Hogwarts.

The two walked all the way to the testing room.

"Headmaster!"

Seeing Zhao Dashan, several teachers hurriedly walked over.

Zhao Dashan nodded, pointed at Zhang Long, and said to a white teacher: "This is my junior brother, come to test your strength, you can arrange it." ”

"Yes!"

Hearing this, the principal's junior brother, the white teacher did not dare to slack off, returned to the operating table, triggered the button, and Zhang Long saw that on the ground not far in front of him, a metal wall as thick as twenty centimeters had risen.

The metal walls are full of potholes, and there are many large and small, deep and shallow fist prints.

Zhang Long only glanced at it and understood, needless to say, he ran the Northern Spiritual Skill with all his strength, ten times the strength, ten times the speed of the explosion, and directly punched out.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, and a pit appeared on the metal wall, and the depth of the fist mark should be fifteen or sixteen centimeters.

Sure enough, after measuring with a ruler, it was 16.8 centimeters.

"Oh my God, oh my God, 16.8 cm, black, three black belts, 0.2 centimeters is a gold belt!"

The white teacher exclaimed, looking at Zhang Long with a look of disbelief.

The third stage of the black belt, that is, the first-class late stage, is 0.2 cm short of the gold belt, which means that he has the actual combat power of the first-class peak when he explodes with all his strength. (To be continued.) )