"Classmate Chu Ming, your movements are very inadequate, and you have lost your coordination."

A waltz tutor is a martial artist, which is a non-substitute profession, also known as a heterogeneous practice. It's rarer, and it's scary. Martial artists are also called hunters, and their mental power is not much different from ordinary people compared to substitute cultivation, so they can easily mix in with ordinary people, that is, this kind of person has done many earth-shattering things, including an emperor; A number one general. When Chu Ming saw the waltz tutor for the first time, he felt that he was too ordinary, and then he slowly realized that this kind of ordinariness is not simple, this is a special mental state, and the purpose is to make people ignore it.

"Mentor, I've worked hard." Chu Ming felt awkward, and once he used the routine, he felt awkward.

"No, I think your body coordination is quite good, why can't you understand the meaning of these routines?"

"I understand the meaning, but I just can't do it."

"Let's have some reservations." The waltz tutor imperceptibly smiled and said, "Okay, then let's skip this paragraph and attack me now." ”

"It's not good." Chu Ming knew that his bottom had been exposed a little, and the masters were not stupid. People like Waltz mentors still have the ability to see the leopard in one hole.

"Okay, I'll attack, you defend." After the waltz tutor finished speaking, he took a stride and bullied up.

The Waltz Mentor's attack is just like his name – flowing and dashing. Pace and spin are the characteristics of the Waltz Mentor's attack, and the pliable attack is extremely thick and dense.

"Bang bang bang."

After several consecutive physical contacts, the waltz instructor signaled a timeout

"Classmate Chu Ming, how did you do it?"

"Do it by feeling."

Chu Ming just fought on instinct, and when there was danger, he hit there, and properly defused the offensive.

"Wait a minute, I'll think about it." Tutor Waltz began to ponder, he had understood Chu Ming's powerful physical instincts, and now he needed to use and cultivate this advantage. This is the duty of a mentor.

"Classmate Chu Ming, let's try again, this time you attack me."

Chu Ming did not hesitate, and took out seven points of strength to attack.

"Bang bang bang."

After a few more brief physical contacts, the waltz instructor signaled for a timeout

"What do you feel? Chu Ming. ”

"It seems a little awkward, my attack seems to have only been completed eighty percent."

"It's good, it's good that you can see that. It seems that this way works for you. Notice that every time I hit your body part is those places. ”

"Joints, and fulcrums." Chu Ming felt that the skills of the waltz instructor were a bit like the Jeet Kune Do in his memories in his previous life

"Yes, that's why you can't do it all. It's like a meteorite outside the sky, trying to change its direction or weaken its potential energy in the process of its fall. And the sooner you show it, the more you can do. That's what you need to do, to anticipate and strike before the opponent's moves are formed. Do you understand? ”

"Understood, mentor. In other words, the sooner you predict, the better, and it is best to resolve it before it is just moving. ”

"Wrong!" Tutor Waltz said categorically: "The best way to do it is to control. You have to keep that in mind. Let's say the other person wants to hit you in the head and is sure to knock you unconscious, but what if you don't faint? There are a lot of articles that can be done here, and ordinary people will panic, and some people will misjudge your ability to resist blows, and even doubt your own strength. Either way, this can give you an extra weight to win. Of course, the best case is a successful counterattack in an instant. ”

"I see, Mentor."

"Okay, I'll arrange the training accordingly, are you ready?"

"Ready!"

Chu Ming replied loudly. The impact of this study on Chu Ming was quite far-reaching, and it wasn't until much later that others asked about Chu Ming's martial arts skills and Chu Ming would mention the waltz mentor. The waltz tutor pointed out a direction for Chu Ming, not the flow of force and quantity, nor the flow of degrees, but the flow of control. This help benefited Chu Ming for life, even if many people thought that Chu Ming had gone to the path of Degree Flow or Force Flow, but Chu Ming has always firmly believed that he is the control flow, and this is the basic principle of martial arts.

A month has passed in the blink of an eye, and the competition between Chu Ming and the mentors has also reached its peak. Many instructors have started writing new lesson plans and are enjoying it. Later, Principal Lindeman finally learned of the situation, and he was relieved and terrified, if he quickly scared the only student away, then his plan would be in vain, and he would have to persist for at least two months. So Principal Lindeman ordered Chu Ming to take a day off.

Almost kicked out of the academy by Principal Lindeman, Chu Ming was confused at the intersection in front of the academy gate, and he lost his goal again. Come to think of it, it seems that he really doesn't have anyone to worry about except Meggie's, but the oak doors of Renee Women's College make him depressed. Unconsciously, Chu Ming walked to the entrance of a small town next to the academy. There are no poor people on Fast Star, and most people live on the outskirts of the city, so such small towns abound.

"Hello, old sir, what kind of town is this?" Chu Ming asked an old man who was tending to the garden

"Oh, it's a young man from the academy, let's come out for the first time. It's Hatch Town, it's really hot, want to try my iced rose juice? ”

The old man was very welcoming, and handed over a glass of juice through the wooden fence. Chu Ming took a sip, which was very light and refreshing.

"It's delicious, you made it yourself?"

"Of course, another drink?"

"It's good." Chu Ming handed over the empty cup. Sometimes acceptance is also a form of respect. Chu Ming thought to himself that maybe it would be a good choice to spend a day in this peaceful town.

"Stop!"

The old man's shout shattered the silence around him. Chu Ming turned his head and saw that a young man was sneakily looking over the corner of the wall. The old man pointed to the young man and said angrily

"Stinky boy, what did you do last night?"

"I didn't do anything, I just played a little longer." The boy staggered out of the wall

"If you don't study hard, you will know how to play. It's weird, it stands to reason that you won't be back until noon, what's going on today? ”

"Well, I'd like to use the 'Blade'. That's right, it's not Stella's arrogant kid, who is getting mader and mader day by day, and yesterday he said that 'Blade' is rubbish. The boy seemed to be angry at this, forgetting the danger in front of him, "He's a piece of trash, he thinks he can eat me with his half-replacement mecha, I really don't believe it." I thought it would be terrible to be mixed in the wings of the galaxy. If only he were in the 'real battlefield' he was nothing. I must avenge this revenge! ”

"Shut up! Just know that you will cause trouble, see if I don't beat you! ”

The old man interrupted the young man's incoherent defense with a scolding, and the young man closed his mouth, his eyes flickered, and he gritted his teeth for a long time, and said loudly

"Beat me, when I'm done cleaning up Stella, you can beat me however you want."

After saying that, he ran towards the house like the wind, and in the blink of an eye, two figures ran out from the back of the room, one of them was the young man, and the other was a substitute, which seemed to be a 66-type 'blade'.

"Bastard! Come back with me! Ahem, ahem, ahem—"

The old man's hoarse shouting was interrupted by a cough. Chu Ming hurriedly stepped forward and patted the old man on the back

"It's okay, it's just that the child is vindictive, don't worry about the old man."

"Why aren't you worried, and when are you not worried? This kid has no parents since he was a child, and he is pitiful, but he lacks a tutor. ”

"It's nothing, there's nothing to do, or I'll go and see, a few children, it's over after a fuss."

"You? Oh, it is said that the students of this class of your academy are all substitute cultivators, so okay, okay, then I will trouble you. My grandson's name is Lucha, Lucha. Paul"

The old man had clearly misunderstood. Chu Ming didn't explain and chased after the boy. Chu Ming was not only a conscience, he was a little curious, this young man's spiritual power fluctuated very strangely, and it appeared as a faint rainbow halo in his scaly compound eyes.