After hearing the referee's whistle, Akui put away his knife and stood still, looking at Tianling who was lying on the ground lightly.

Although he didn't say anything, there were two words in his eyes:

"That's it??"

Tian Ling endured the pain in his legs and quickly stood up, his legs couldn't be stretched and dangled, and at this moment he also had two words in his heart, it's over!

Don't talk about apprenticeship now, whether you can learn here is enough to choke, I thought it was so powerful after a few dreams, today is a hard lesson, alas, shame!

Offstage, Wei Zichuan turned around in silence and walked towards an idle training ground, just when Tianling thought it was no show, a sentence came from afar:

"You two come here."

The two followed to the corner of the practice field, and Wei Zichuan said to Tianling:

"You feel good when you play the knife, but the momentum is not good, and the pace of attacking and dodging is too poor, from today onwards, learn to dodge and block first, when can you block all of Aque's attacks in a minute, when will you come to me again."

After speaking, he turned his head and instructed Akui again:

"Don't keep your hands, this kid is beating."

After explaining this, Wei Zichuan strode towards the iron gate, pushed the door and left the martial arts hall.

In this way, Tianling's beating career began, for three days in a row, he was beaten by Akui's wooden knife and his body was incomplete, and he was often knocked to the ground before he could react, his thighs, waist, arms and back were all red and swollen knife back marks, and sometimes he would wake up with pain when he slept.

But gradually, he began to see the path of Aque's attack, and secretly imitated it, imitating how Aqua attacked, how to dodge, and how to block.

From the first move to be seconds, to the later can hold on to one or two rounds, in the process, it can be regarded as understanding the doorway of the point knife method.

This feeling makes Tianling more and more addicted to practice, often the first to come in the martial arts hall, the last to go, when Akui didn't come, he pondered his footwork, and Akui practiced desperately when he came.

The diligent attitude also infected the other students, and the students were not willing to lag behind and practiced hard, and the atmosphere of practicing in the Dongsheng Martial Arts Hall became even more popular.

Tianling is still very talented, the talent here is manifested in the training since childhood, although he has not learned the knife before, but the perennial parkour foundation makes his muscles very high, and his limbs are very flexible, coupled with the bonus of attribute points, and has experienced the fight of life and death, Tianling's ability has been thoroughly excavated.

After about half a month, he can already block all of Aqua's attacks in half a minute, which makes Aqua a little unbelievable.

You know, he has been practicing knives since he was ten years old, and he has been practicing for more than 20 years, and every knife is honed by time.

On the sixteenth day of Tianling's martial arts practice, Wei Zichuan came, and after watching the two of them practice for a while, he threw Akui a sharpened iron knife and said lightly:

"From today onwards, you use this, don't be afraid to cut him, he carries the cut."

So, a new round of torture began, at first Akui didn't dare to really cut, for fear of hurting Tianling, but found that the wound could heal magically and quickly after the other party's injury, so he was ruthless.

Because Tianling still uses a wooden knife, he can't fight hard with the iron knife, so he can only dodge with the movements he imitates, and if he can't dodge, he will be cut by the iron knife.

Although Aqua will regain his strength in the end, it is still inevitable to suffer some extraaneous suffering.

Because of this, the screams of men are often heard in the martial arts hall, and the miserable sound is sympathetic, although the wound can be healed, but the scar will still remain......

Another week passed, and in the training ground, Tian Ling was shirtless, with at least 30 new stab wounds all over his body from top to bottom, and the mats on the training ground where the two were practicing were stained with blood, and the less timid students did not dare to look over there.

Under such a cruel tempering, Tianling finally blocked all of Akui's attacks within a minute.

In the past month, Tian Ling's pace of slashing and dodging was simply different from before, and now even if he didn't hold a knife, he could dodge most of Aque's moves, after all, he had seen them too many times.

Just after Tianling completed the one-minute task, Wei Zichuan asked him to rest for two days and adjust, so that he could finally relax.

After a long period of high-intensity training and severe bleeding, I slept all day before I felt a little relieved.

Tianling looked at the extra scars on his body in the mirror in the bathroom, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, this is the price of progress!

Take the time to go to the club to take a look twice, there are more and more students, this two-story building is gradually a little insufficient, the club and the milk tea shop next to it have brought nearly 20,000 yuan of income to Tianling in just one month, and after returning 10,000 yuan to Guofu, Tianling's hands finally broke through the four digits again!

Mei Zizi saved the money, and he was going to save a little more money to change to a larger residence, at least ...... Get a bigger bed.

During this period, Zhou Muyan took the initiative to chat with Tianling once, and the content was roughly to ask for warmth, ask how his hand was recovering, and say that she was studying with her master, which was a great improvement compared to before, and also encouraged Tianling to make rapid progress.

Tianling had already guessed that she had a master who specially taught her, Zhou Muyan's palm and knife skills were the same way, her left and right hands were extremely coordinated, and the palm and knife were complementary and very coherent.

As for why he didn't take the initiative to contact her recently, it wasn't that Brother Ling deliberately pretended to be cold, or he wanted to indulge in it.

The real reason is that inferiority complex, the reluctance to win sympathy when you are vulnerable.

The lowest thing a man is the gentleness of nothing, and speaking with strength is always the best choice, Tianling is convinced of this.

After a short period of recuperation for two days, he changed into a brand-new black martial arts uniform, with a slightly wide half-sleeved shirt with a row of buttons in the middle, martial arts pants with legs on the lower body, and a pair of white-soled cloth shoes under his feet.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Tianling muttered narcissistically:

"That's handsome."