"The seventh student from the left in the thirteenth row, please come to the stage."

Today is the lecture hall of Huang Denggao, the master of Dongyue stick art ranked 34th, and almost all the students from the first to the fourth year of the stick class were present.

A master's cultivation explanation can benefit everyone, and the class is extremely full, of course, compared to the popular majors, the more than 200 small shrimps in the Thousands of Sticks Law School are completely made up.

In the large lecture hall that can accommodate 1,000 people, only a small area is occupied in the middle, and everyone has the best vision.

There are also benefits to having fewer people, thinking about Yan Jinbai and Gu Yuxi's majors, as well as the popular medical skills and poison techniques of the school, every time the lecture hall is a black and suppressed person, Xu Zhi felt that the stick art major was a very wise choice, he thought about it a little in his heart, and suddenly heard Huang Denggao on the stage roll call, and then the eyes of the surrounding row of students looked left and right.

"Seeing that your eyes are blurred and wandering in the world, it's because I didn't speak well enough" Huang Denggao said with a strange face.

"Master Huang, what you said is so good, the students are fascinated by it, and they can't give up."

Xu Zhi argued, how could he have any blurred eyes, his eyes were very good, Huang Denggao was a chaotic soldier on the battlefield, and he caught one of them.

"I can't keep my soul, it seems that your mental state is really not very good, come, come on stage, come over and refresh."

The surrounding people immediately looked at each other with sympathy, that is, Xu Zhi also swallowed his saliva, Huang Denggao's relaxation was no different from the elementary school teacher's naming and punishment station, it was just a change of word.

"I'm very energetic, Master Huang, look, hum hahahe."

Xu Zhi's dying struggle is completely useless, Huang Denggao's class is good, but every time he takes a class, he always catches two students on the stage to do the left and right double protectors, and he has been standing on the stage until the end of class.

"Hey, third from the right in the fourth row, I saw you smiling, please come on stage."

"Master, I didn't laugh, I was born with a cheeky skin like this."

"Good, keep your expression on stage when you get on stage."

It was too easy for Huang Denggao to find a reason, Yun Xiliu stood on the front desk with a sad face, today's left and right Dharma protectors were all together, and the remaining students in the lecture hall breathed a sigh of relief.

"Today we are going to explain this type of martial arts name bearer stick guilt, this legend, in ancient times, there was a person called **, there was a person called Xiangru ......"

"He was so guilty at the time, just like looking at the posture, there was a faint counterattack in the defense, if he didn't come down today, ** would definitely make him return to the west with a backhand, so they reconciled."

"Therefore, this negative stick is a big change, the offensive and defensive transitions are extremely fast, and the opponent who can be forced has to retreat humbly, or play a defensive position in a draw."

Huang Denggao still pulled the calf as usual, some small stories were all made up by him, the purpose is to deepen the impression of the students, these martial arts do not have internal qi operation methods, can be used in ordinary ordinary offensives, is the most basic part of the stick arts, whether it is a false move, or later after enlightenment into a real move, it is a combination of stick martial arts that students can use.

"After the negative stick is pleaded, the stick can be drawn, stabbed, swept, pointed, plucked, played, and the end is varied."

"Come, don't stand stupid two of you, come and demonstrate."

"You act like you, you act like **, this is a stick."

Huang Denggao pulled out the long stick he was carrying from behind him, his weapon was a big treasure stick, according to the grapevine, it cost 6.2 million, and he couldn't feel sorry for this master back then, and scolded the smelting master for not paying for his life.

His stick has a nice name called the Flying Snow Drift Stick, and the stick has white veins like snowflakes, spreading from the middle of the stick to the ends of the stick for nearly 20 centimeters.

The flying snow flower stick is full of weight, Xu Zhi took it with both hands, and his hand suddenly sank, this is a material that is far heavier and stronger than iron, and he is not afraid of the chopping and cutting of big swords and other weapons, and it is extremely firm.

Carrying the stick on his back, Xu Zhi made a gesture of pleading with the stick, and then waited pitifully for Huang Denggao's next step.

"This flying snow flower stick is only two hundred and forty-eight pounds, lightweight, dexterous, how do you feel."

"Report to Master Huang, I feel good."

In Master Huang's home field, no matter how you answer, it is a dead end, which is the consensus of all stick classes over the years.

"If it feels good, I'll carry it for a while."

Huang Denggao said lightly, and then turned to Yunxiliu.

"Like classmates, please take the baton."

A prop stick was thrown out by Huang Denggao, he pointed at Xu Zhi, and waited for more than twenty or thirty seconds before casually saying to Yun Xiliu: "How should you deal with the guilt in the face of the negative stick." ”

"**, please get up, I forgive you."

Yun Xiliu shouted, and then Huang Denggao knocked him hard, grinning in pain.

"The battle of life and death, how can it be such a child's play, please think about it again and answer seriously."

"Master Huang, in the face of Brother Xu's guilt, if I don't admit defeat, then I can only run."

"You."

Bang, Yun Xiliu drew another stick, Huang Denggao felt that he had found the wrong presentation object, and this freshman student couldn't do it.

"Sixth row, ninth from right, please come to the stage."

For a while, the originally relaxed crowd in the audience began to be silent, and today Lao Huang had a convulsion, and he actually ordered one more, will this kind of random killing continue.

"Master Huang, in the face of the negative stick, we can attack its lower plate, or we can use the mountain to press the top, and we can whip the ...... with the back wings."

The new one on stage is a junior old bird, who talked eloquently for a while, and Huang Denggao has a slight impression of the courses that have been taught for several years in these sessions.

"Very good, take the baton, you go and try, **, this is your stick, it can be used to fight back, if the counterattack is successful, you should be very happy to step down."

"Really?"

Xu Zhi's eyes widened, although he could bear this kind of weight, but it was a very painful thing to carry a stick of nearly two hundred and fifty pounds on his back, and it was too distracting to listen to the class.

"Similarly, with a little more effort, if you step down, you will be the new one."

The old bird of the third year trembled all over, and asked him to be a **, squatting on the ground and carrying a stick, rather than die.

"Senior Brother Xu, please give me a lot of advice."

The old bird carried a prop wooden stick and stood one and a half meters away from Xu Zhi, his steps moved slightly, making preparations for starting his hands.

"Senior brother, just come."

Half-squatting on the ground, Xu Zhi looked at this junior student intently, compared to other popular colleges, the senior students of the Thousands of Stick Law School are slightly weaker, from the origin of the student to the family background, this is an unavoidable topic, almost inferior to those best classes, for Xu Zhi, his stick method is not only in the freshman year, but also swept to the senior year.

In the Thousands of Sticks Law School, he is the first stick.

Facing the stick that came after thinking about it, Xu Zhi was just a little, and with a flick, the opponent's prop stick flew in response.

"Very good, there are only two people left on my stage, you can get off the stage, well, go down with my stick, go around the lecture hall, run thirty laps, and you will get a prize for the finish."

"This classmate is leading the way, and the others are following, all refreshing and exercising."

This seems to be worse than the guilt of taking a stick, Xu Zhi grabbed his hair in pain, and his face twitched, this is him, if other classmates run with such a heavy object, they will die, how can they still get Huang Denggao's award.

Behind him, like a train, there are more than two hundred male sticks, and occasionally a few girls with bright clothes are more sturdy, this academy, the ratio of men to women and quality can be called many disasters.

"The one who is leading at the front, run faster, and shout the song of our college by the way," Huang Denggao shouted on the stage.

"Stick waves, too strong, if you don't shake, you will be knocked to the ground, pull away from your body and let go of yourself, gravity can't catch you......"

With a big step, Xu Zhi opened his throat and shouted loudly in front. I want to talk about "Heroes and Invincible Grandmasters" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~