"Hou Sheng, if you understand, just pick a good weapon." Lao Luo admonished.

Fang Yan nodded yes, then took a deep breath and looked at the light screen.

I saw guns, halberds, sticks, axes, forks, boring, hooks, lances, rings, knives, swords, crutches, axes, whips, maces, hammers, rods, pestles, and other weapons flashing on the light screen.

Faced with such a large number of weapons, Fang Yan hesitated and didn't know where to start, as if he had committed a difficult choice.

Seeing that Fang Yan didn't choose for a long time, Yan'er couldn't help but suggest: "Choose one that you have liked for a long time, and it is okay if it is not displayed on the light screen." ”

"I like it... I like it..."Fang Yan muttered, thinking hard.

Seeing that Fang Yan was entangled, Yan and Lao Luo looked at each other and smiled, everything was in full words.

At this time, a flash of inspiration flashed in Fang Yan's mind, and he couldn't help blurting out.

"I choose Miao Dao, two knife flow!"

Miao knife is one of the advanced weapons in the era of Chinese cold weapons, is a well-known martial arts knife skills at home and abroad, and the second knife flow is purely Fang Yanzhong's two diseases, in line with the great belief of non-mainstream, one knife is not enough, two knives to make up!

Iwa, Lao Luo's smile froze on his face......

The goose was silent.

"Miao Dao two knives are flowing, powerful, fast attack speed, nine knives in one second is not a dream!" Without waiting for them to react, Fang Yan's eyes lit up and he said again.

"Boy, I won't say anything to you when choosing a knife, you can explain what is going on with the second knife stream." Yan has a headache, and his brain hurts.

Without waiting for Fang Yan to answer, Yan continued: "My ancient martial arts lineage has Wing Chun Eight Chopping Knife and Shaolin Double Knife, but I have never had such a trickery as the Second Sword Stream! He was a little excited, because he represented the orthodox Guwu.

Seeing this, Lao Luo wanted to persuade him, but when he saw that Yan'er was indifferent, he gave up. If the senior brother wants to be really angry, no one can persuade him.

"The second knife flow is the technique of holding a knife in both hands, I think, the world's martial arts, only fast and not broken, a single knife is powerful enough, but not as fast as a double knife move, flexible and treacherous." Fang Yan carefully considered.

"So you chose the Miao Knife with both lethality and flexibility?" The rock gradually calmed down, thinking.

Fang Yan nodded.

Yan couldn't help but sneer: "Then why don't you choose the three knife streams?" ”

"My teeth are not as good as Zoro......" Fang Yan said with a toothache.

"What's the terrier?" Yan was full of question marks, and his eyes asked Lao Luo and Yan'er.

The two of them were also puzzled.

For them in the 43rd century, there is no chance to see 21st century anime......

Yan said helplessly: "Okay, two knife flow is two knife flow." Which genre are you going to learn? ”

"There is still a genre of the second knife stream? Wait, isn't there no second sword flow in Gu Wu? Fang Yan was at a loss.

Lao Luo interjected: "'Erdaoliu' itself is an ancient Japanese word, and there is no such term in the ancient martial arts. So do you want to learn Miyamoto Musashi's 'two days first-class', or Yagyu Jubei's two sword streams, or the heavy defense and light attack of the small Taidao two sword stream? ”

Fang Yan frowned and thought for a moment, then slowly shook his head and said, "No, I want to practice my own double swords!" ”

Wen Yanyan touched his bald head and laughed heartily. As he expected, this kid is really ambitious, and he has a ready-made eight-chopping knife and two days of first-class learning, but he wants to carve out his own knife path.

Yan'er silently gave Fang Yan a thumbs up.

"There is ambition in the future!" Lao Luo squeezed his eyebrows and said. "Let's see, is that the knife you want?" As he spoke, he pointed to a knife that appeared on the light screen.

Fang Yan looked at the light screen and made a mistake: "Eh, it's it, but I need to modify it with physical reference, after all, it is not suitable for single grip in some places." ”

"Well, that's right, then use this." Lao Luo touched his chin and pointed to a square sheet in the laboratory. "It's a virtual imager, wait a minute, I'll send it over."

After a few moments, a vague projection slowly appeared above the imager, and when it became clear, it looked like a knife, no different from the real thing, and it was hard to imagine that it was just a projection.

The blade of this knife is slender, with a total length of five feet, a blade length of three feet and eight inches, a handle length of one foot and two inches, a width of one inch and two minutes, and an oval gauntlet.

"It's the knife you want?" Yan'er held her chin and asked curiously.

"Yes, it's not, it needs to be revised." Fang Yan replied.

"Need my help?" Rock asked.

Fang Yan shook his head.

"Uncle Yan, I appreciate your kindness, but I want to make my own double blades."

Iwa nodded, and said no more. Since the kid has his own insistence, he is also happy to see it.

"The projection is a one-to-one complete simulation of the real size, you can directly refer to it to modify it, modify the conditions, and I will change the projection model for you." Lao Luo said.

"I'm sorry for you, Uncle Luo." Fang Yan bowed slightly to Lao Luo.

Lao Luo waved his hand. "Let's get started."

"The handle is too long, it should not be held alone, change! The handle is too thick, change! The blade is too long, change! The handguard is not good, change! ”

After Fang Yan finished making changes, the projection in front of him showed a brand-new long knife.

It has a blade three feet long, a thin handle, a handle half a foot long, a knife width of one inch and two minutes, and a square gauntlet, which looks majestic.

In this regard, Fang Yan was very satisfied and relieved.

"It looks a little like an ancient sword, huh?" Yan'er was surprised, as a descendant of the ancient martial arts, she has been exposed to it since she was a child, and she is naturally quite knowledgeable.

Yan preemptively explained, "It's different, the Gu Wa knife is curved, while the Miao knife is straight and has almost no arc, which is the biggest difference between them. ”

Yan'er's delicate face showed a sudden look.

"Uncle Luo, that's it, two, hehe......" Fang Yan rubbed his hands excitedly. If it is convenient, the back of the knife can also be made with some patterns. ”

Lao Luo raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, okay, you don't have to worry about the things entrusted to me." "I walked out of the lab and didn't know where to go.

Fang Yan scratched his head in confusion, he always felt that there seemed to be something wrong with Uncle Luo's last sentence......

"Go to training, it is estimated that your double knife will be ready tomorrow, and today you will only practice hand-to-hand combat." Iwa said.

"So fast?" Fang Yan was surprised.

Yan'er rolled her eyes and said, "Are you underestimating the power of today's science and technology?" ”

Fang Yan sneered.

......

Yan took Fang Yan and Yan'er to his gym. The large space is full of all kinds of fitness equipment, and there is a vacant space in the center of the room, surrounded by guardrails, which is a ring.

"This week's hand-to-hand battle, your opponent is Yan'er." Yan Xiang Fang Yan said.

Fang Yan was stunned, and then relieved. After all, Yan'er's kung fu has been seen in virtual reality, strong, I don't have to say. Moreover, she is very beautiful, and she is pleasing to the eye, and she is quite excited to think about it.

When Yan'er heard this, her face was full of ill intentions.

Both sides played.

Yan'er said, "Please advise." ”

Fang Yan returned the salute: "Please more... Be merciful. ”

As Iwa yelled, the third week of training began.

Strangely, there was no fierce fight as expected.

The two remained still.

The geese did not move because Fang Yan did not move.

Fang Yan's immobility is because... He's struggling. What the hell, where is it? Head... Disfigured, boobs ... Hooligans, belly ... OK!

He was about to make a move when he heard a soft shout in his ear.

It turned out that Yan'er waited in place for a while, and seeing that Fang Yan was still indifferent, he didn't even swing his hand, and even took the initiative to attack when he couldn't bear it.