Chapter 1 The weak young master of the chicken wants to learn martial arts

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When the eastern sun of Glow City first appeared, it was early in the morning.

"What about my father? I want to see my father! I don't want to learn these laws and business etiquette, I'm annoyed, I want to learn martial arts, I want to become a sword master. ”

An eleven or twelve-year-old boy in fancy clothes yelled at his law and threw the book in his hand on the ground.

"You, you, you, you, you're so angry with me! What kind of martial arts do you practice, you can't practice fighting spirit in a hundred years! I'm a law teacher of many nobles, if it weren't for your father's connections in the aristocratic circle, I would have taught you such a stupid thing? It's been a month and I can't make sense!"

Mr. Jiaoxi, who has always been serious and unsmiling, was glared at by the angry blowing beard. No more peace in the usual days.

"Oh yes! Bond teaches me to calm my anger, the child is stubborn, don't be like him, I'll teach him a good lesson when I go back. Butler, go and make a cup of good Diss Magic Iced Tea for the teaching of Shun Shunxin. ”

Old Frank muttered in his heart while calming the angry teaching: "This kid has been weak since he was a child and doesn't like to move, why did he change his sex today? What do you want to learn, what kind of martial arts do you want to learn!"

"No need! the mud can't support the wall, and I'll refund the rest of the tuition immediately, and I'll be angry if I continue to teach." After saying that, the old teacher left in a hurry, without looking back.

"Tell me how much you have been asked to teach, and if you don't learn well, you just can't learn well, and you still teach and run! What martial arts do you still want to learn in this body, and how good it is to learn from you and me in business. ”

"What's the use of learning this! The magician is high, and the strong man is strong in the mountains, and the more money can be compared?" retorted little Frank loudly.

"It's definitely a peek at the legendary stories of those sword saints, practicing martial arts and learning fighting qi is about qualifications, and it requires special fighting qi methods and martial arts. We don't have any of that!" said old Frank, shaking his head like a rattle.

"Then don't do business, strength is the foundation of the foothold, otherwise no matter how much money you make, you can't help yourself. Little Frank's face was solemn.

"Huh? Can you say such things to prove that you still have learned something, and the teaching is not in vain! But do you think the strength is good? Magicians are one in a thousand, even warriors are also one in a hundred, and most of them are just some low-level salesmen, how can they do business. ”

Old Frank sighed with a look on his face, thinking about what he had experienced when he was young.

"How do you know if you don't try, only by mastering power can you control your fate, Dad, didn't you also spend a lot of money to hire a warrior to escort you? I'm not going to give up!"

"Okay, my son has a chance, let's go, Dad will take you to see something. After saying that, he dragged his son into a secret room with a row of targets.

"What the hell is this! Daddy, you're a warrior?"

"Look, I'll admire your dad for a while!" Old Frank opened the box on the shelf next to him, took out a short rod encrusted with gems, and gently brushed it with his left hand.

"O fiery fire spirit, answer my prayer and give me the power of fire. Old Frank had words in his mouth, and there seemed to be some unique melody, and a blazing heat converged at the top of the short stick, "Drink! Then a small flame appeared on the top of the stick, like a candle on a birthday cake.

.........

"Daddy, I've taken off my pants, you're going to show me this?"

"I haven't used it for too long, I'm rusty, maybe it's not the right posture, I'll come again." What are you taking off your pants?"

Old Frank closed his eyes and calmed down, and here he was again. The difference was that a ball of fire suddenly appeared and quickly hit a target. "Smack!" the target shattered, and the broken pieces of wood were still burning.

"I didn't expect it, boy, your father and I are magicians. ”

"It's a lot lower than I thought, but it still looks fierce, and a well-trained guard can't stop it. This is magic?" little Frank said eloquently, seemingly calm but actually happy inside.

Ivan, before yesterday, was a frail and somewhat demented rich young master. However, just last night, another soul in the body, "Ivan", woke up.

As a traverser, he couldn't remember how Ivan got here. A memory is missing from my head. When little Frank was still in his mother's womb, he fused into the newborn soul, perhaps because the fragile provincial body could not withstand the too strong soul. Ivan's consciousness never woke up, so little Frank has been a little demented. It wasn't until yesterday that Ivan's consciousness came back to life.

This year, little Frank was twelve years old, and his body began to grow and develop.

Ivan, who woke up, was excited to know that there was a supernatural power in this world, and he didn't sleep all night, and yelled uncontrollably early in the morning. In my previous life, as a college student who was a fan of dick silk games, the age when the second year of secondary school had not completely dissipated, it was naturally difficult to control myself when I learned of this situation.

"How about it, you still have two hands, your mother and I were also an enviable pair of magicians, but unfortunately the magic road is too difficult, and I haven't been able to achieve anything for many years, so your father and I will change to business. Your mother...... Hey, don't mention the past!" old Frank touched a few dry tears, a little sad.

"Magicians and warriors are all about qualifications and bloodlines, and although everyone can try their fighting spirit, they can't achieve anything without qualifications. Magic is even more about blood, and the children of ordinary people rarely have qualifications. Fortunately, your mother and I also have some qualifications, at least formal mages, and you should also have some mage qualifications. I'll send you to the Junior Mage Academy. Old Frank had some pride on his face.

Unexpectedly cleaned up, Ivan had been worried that he would not be able to cultivate, and could only become a salted fish to laugh at the traversers. However, as a famous rich man in Glow City, Daddy is unlikely to be an ordinary person, after all, it is a world where strength is paramount.

"Magician, but Daddy, your magic feels so frustrating! And the spell is too shameful. I still want to become a sword saint, white-clothed and snowy, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a sword is out, all enemies are salty, all the roads in the world, cut all injustices, kill one person in ten steps, and leave no ...... in the mountains"

"Stop, stop!" failed to gain his son's admiration, and old Frank was a little hanging. "Return the Sword Master, you think it's a cabbage! Not to mention the Fighting Qi method, even the basic physical exercise you can't stick to. ”

"Don't be too ambitious, I'll be satisfied if you can learn a magic or two. Whether it's a magician or a martial artist, the low-level one is just a hard-working one, and you learn two ways to defend yourself. It's not too late to inherit the family business when you've had enough, I'll have to wait. ”

"You don't have faith in me like that? I don't think I can endure hardship? I put it here, even if I was tired and crawled out of here, I wouldn't learn magic. It's so unmanly. ”

As a kitchen knife masturbator, Ivan has always been disdainful of crispy mages, and the fierce and domineering warriors or the weird kills of assassins are the romance of men. Daddy obviously doesn't understand.

"Okay, I'll let Duke practice with you, and I'll promise you if you can last a month. No, half a month! Otherwise, you will honestly listen to my arrangement. Old Frank stretched out a finger and bent down insidiously. "How's that? Do you want to bet?"

"Bet, if you dare to underestimate me, it will definitely make you blind!"

The two walked out of the secret room, and old Frank called in the family guard, Duke. "My son wants to practice martial arts, Duke, you will accompany him to practice his hands, don't show mercy, if this kid can't hold on, let him come to me." ”

Duke, who rushed over, grinned, a little bitter. Martial arts are a difficult road. I was so confident at the beginning, but time has smoothed out all the edges and confidence. It's nothing more than being a rich family guard in my life, but I don't know how much better than those who add blood to the knife.

"Okay, little Master Frank, I'll take you to our guard's training ground in a moment, now let's move around the manor for a while, and keep up. With that, he put the long knife behind his back and began to run at a constant speed.

Frank's manor is a medium-sized manor in Glow City, and it's less than three thousand meters in a circle, "It's really ruthless! ”

......

After a lap, "I can't do it, Uncle Duke, let's rest." "Ivan clearly thinks too much of his physical strength. Now he only felt that his legs were filled with lead, his lungs were bursting, and his abdomen was aching.

"Young master, this is slow enough. And it's just a prelude to exercise. I think the young master should honestly learn business from the master. ”

"No, I haven't given up yet, keep running, I don't believe I can't do it!"

Finally, when Ivan, who am I, where am I, am I dead, and my spirit is lost, the training ground has finally arrived.

A circular field paved with bluestone, a one-handed dagger on a ironwood shelf, a two-handed broadsword, a dagger, a broadsword, a knight's spear, a plate axe, a meteor hammer, and a mace. Next to it, there are targets made of fine iron and wooden stakes covered with iron. There are also big scary stone locks, the smallest one has a hundred and ten catties, and the largest one is afraid that there are thousands of catties.

"The young master is still young, try this short sword. Ivan took it and took a look, only to find that it was unopened, and then looked at the weapons on the shelf, none of them were opened. This short sword is thicker and heavier, there are more than ten catties, Ivan holds the sword in both hands, and the first time he holds a weapon, Fury is faintly excited in his heart.

"The short sword is mainly a thorn, there is no other use, it is relatively simple. The thorn is fast, accurate, and ruthless. It's fast enough to make the opponent unable to react, it's definitely a stab, and it's a stab to the point. ”

Duke held the sword in both hands, steady and quiet, and suddenly burst into the iron target, "Ding!" There was a crisp sound, and a stab appeared on the target made of fine iron, more than an inch.

"Young Master, let's try it. Ivan stabbed hard.

"Oops! it hurts!" the force of the shock was beyond Ivan's estimate. Suddenly, the dagger fell to the ground.

"It's okay, young master, don't use your strength to death at first, you have to be fast instead of strong. Let me see. It's just that the shock is numb, just rub it. ”

"Get out of the way, Uncle Duke, you go on. ”

"Okay, little Frank, you don't use your power in the right way, the force is born from the feet, through the waist to the arms, the sword is like electricity, but there is room for it, in case the move is old, and it can't be withdrawn after not hitting. ”

Let's practice this stab alone today, the main thing is to improve physical fitness. Strengthens stamina and strength.

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