Chapter 11: Ten Swords

The heavy and swarthy heavy sword was quietly placed in front of Fu Zhi's eyes, this was Fu Zhi's last training task today, and it was also the most arduous task.

Swing this eighth heavy sword ten times!

Ten strokes, only ten strokes, but in Fu Zhi's eyes, it is very difficult, Fu Zhi can easily wield a heavy sword of seven or eight hundred catties, and even if he dances thousands of times, he will not feel tired, but for this eighth heavy sword, Fu Zhi even has a feeling that he can't start,

The seventh heavy sword is about seven or eight hundred catties, and the eighth heavy sword is only one thousand catties, the difference between the two is only one or two hundred catties, but the weight of these two hundred catties is the gap between heaven and earth, Fu Zhi can easily dance the seventh heavy sword, but for the eighth heavy sword, there is nothing to do.

In Fu Zhi's current situation, any slight improvement is extremely powerful. A person punches 700 catties, and a person punches 699 catties, two people fight against each other, the difference is only one catty, but the loser must be the second, and one person's strength is seventy catties, the other is sixty-nine catties, and the two of them are against each other, and the outcome is not certain.

The more people who stand at the top, the more they know how different the subtle differences are.

Dragged the eighth heavy sword out of the room with both hands, Fu Zhi looked at the heavy sword in front of him with a solemn face, took a deep breath, held it on the hilt with one hand, his solemn eyes instantly became as sharp as a sword, a powerful momentum surged out of Fu Zhi's body, his arm instantly tightened, and a small snake-like green tendon swam in Fu Zhi's arm, holding the sword in his hand, and his five fingers had already turned blue and white.

"Up!!" Fu Zhi let out a dull roar, and the eighth heavy sword in his hand slowly rose from the ground, and the heavy sword body made the surrounding atmosphere depressed for a while. With one hand, he raised the eighth heavy sword, placed his arm in front of Xiong, looked ahead with both eyes, and swung forward sharply.

"First sword, drink!" The eighth heavy sword turned into a black torrent and flashed in front of Fu Zhi's eyes, and a thousand catties of heavy sword swung out, the surrounding air instantly froze, and the powerful force compressed the air hard, forming a thick sword qi, which shot straight towards the sea.

"Boom" black heavy sword, strong coercion that solidifies the air, forcefully smoothed the sea surface within seven or eight hundred meters in front of Fu Zhi's eyes, the calm sea, like a blue gem, this kind of calm beauty like a mirror, enough to make most women crazy, the next moment, the mirror shattered, and countless bubbles gushed out from under the water, like a pot of boiling hot water.

The wrist twisted, the eighth heavy sword crossed an arc in Fu Zhi's hand, and a strong inertia came from the eighth heavy sword along the wrist, which was an almost irresistible force, under this force, Fu Zhi's body tilted violently, but his legs seemed to have taken root, and he forced the inertia of this inclination. Two big tendons beat on Fu Zhi's small calves, and a force from under his feet was transmitted to Fu Zhi's spine along Fu Zhi's legs, and Fu Zhi swung out the second sword after enduring the discomfort of his body.

"Second sword, drink!"

The boiling sea froze again, and the calm sapphire-like sea surface appeared again, but this time, the sea surface was not pure blue, and a large number of bubbles gathered half a meter below the sea surface, but these bubbles seemed to be controlled by some force, and they were suppressed half a meter below the sea surface.

This is the terrible way of the sword, the sword, can cut off the sea, can make the sea flow backwards in an instant, can cut off everything in the world, but the heavy sword, but is to suppress, suppress the waves, suppress the sea, suppress everything in the world!

"Sixth sword, drink!"

The boiling sea water was suppressed again, but this time, after only a moment of suppression, the boiling sea water broke through the sapphire sea surface of half a meter, large drops of sweat slipped from Fu Zhi's forehead, and his white face turned red, Xiong Qian, strong muscles could not hide the rapidly beating heart, rapid breathing, like a bellows, just waved six swords, and the deck under Fu Zhi's body was already wet with sweat.

This time, Fu Zhi did not hold the heavy sword in his hand, but let the eighth heavy sword in his hand fall on the deck by inertia, the eighth heavy sword is too heavy, and the physical energy consumed is also quite huge, when the heavy sword in his hand fell on the deck, Fu Zhi directly sat next to the eighth heavy sword, gasping for breath.

Six swords, six whole swords! A smile appeared on Fu Zhi's face, and his white teeth seemed to glow in the sun. The last time I swung five swords, this time it was six swords, maybe it won't be long before I can swing ten times in a row, as long as I continue to train like this, one day I can swing the eleventh heavy sword.

Looking at the eighth heavy sword beside him, Fu Zhi lifted his tired body and walked to the kitchen, where there was the food and water that Uncle Jabba had left for him, as well as the rum that Fu Zhi had secretly begged for.

Since Fu Zhi came, Uncle Jabba's cooking skills have been growing day by day, Fu Zhi, who has 5,000 years of food civilization, has a unique view on food, although let Fu Zhi do it, Fu Zhi can't do it, after all, he is not a professional chef, so Fu Zhi is just talking on paper, but Fu Zhi is not a chef, but Jabba is a chef, but a very powerful chef.

The two have a theoretical support, a practical operation, it is simply a perfect match, eight major cuisines (Shandong cuisine, Sichuan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine, Fujian cuisine, Su cuisine, Zhejiang cuisine, Hunan cuisine, Hui cuisine,) Fu Zhi can not understand all, but at least understand three or four items, the spicy Sichuan cuisine, the original taste of Shandong cuisine, the stir-fried roasting of Beijing cuisine, and the stew of Northeast cuisine

As for Cantonese cuisine, it is the best, there are too many materials available, and they are all particular, what they pay attention to is a single line, or a master and several apprentices, so although Cantonese cuisine is delicious, Fu Zhi just can't say what to do.

But these alone, it is enough to make Jia Ba ponder for a long time, after all, Fu Zhi is a traveler from China, not to mention anything else, just by eating this item, Chinese cuisine is definitely the most delicious in the world, forming a large-scale eight cuisines, and according to the region, it is divided into Beijing cuisine, Tianjin cuisine, Guangdong cuisine, Taiwanese cuisine, etc., and in this land, there are also private cuisines, palace cuisine, this big basket of cuisine.

There was once a joke that four aliens were airdropped to Earth, one went to the United States and was captured to improve the country's technology, the second was airdropped to France and had a vigorous love, the third went to Israel and then was captured by the Jews and sold to the Americans, and the fourth went to Guangzhou, China, and then was taken to make soup.

It can be said that for eating, the world can no longer stop the Chinese.