Finally finished eating, Ding Qiang wanted to rush back to sleep, Na Yiqing called Ding Qiang to stop, "Don't go, I want to teach you things, eat and sleep in this warehouse in the future, and give you two hours of free time during the day." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

When he heard that the cheap master was finally going to teach him something, Ding Qiang's heart was still very warm.

The one took off the blood-spattered clothes that had just been killed, and put on a short dress.

"Look, I'll just demonstrate it once!"

Yiqing took out the weapon in his hand from his storage space, and it was actually a stick.

Walk to the open area of the warehouse and stand still.

"Look good, apprentice!"

After concentrating for a while, he became very different in temperament, like an evil ghost awakening, and a thick evil aura suddenly filled the entire warehouse, and Ding Qiang was actually trembling.

What a heavy!

Boom!

As soon as the stick stood on the ground, Ding Qiang actually felt that the entire warehouse moved.

A clear closed eyes suddenly opened, like two wolf eyes in the night, seeping into the backbone, the stick that was originally standing, suddenly like a wild horse, jumped up from the ground, the stick walked the dragon, the body with the stick, where is playing with the stick, but to use the stick to smash all the obstacles in front of you!

"Look at it, boy, this is your master's fame skill, broken stick!"

"Broken stick?" muttered in his mouth, watching the master's dancing stick attentively, Ding Qiang instantly entered the realm of forgetting things and me, only the stick that the master smashed up and down angrily, and only the stick that dared to make the sun and the moon change color!

After the drill was completed, Ding Qiang was still immersed in the perception just now.

"Alas,......"

"Don't make any noise, your apprentice has an epiphany!"

The old man hurriedly grabbed Yiqing and didn't let him speak.

"What, this is an epiphany, it's a little too fast! I'll just teach it once!" Yiqing felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but in a blink of an eye, he felt relieved.

"This apprentice, it's a kind of pressure to be too good!" he actually said to the old man.

The old man just rolled his eyes.

But I still agree with Yiqing's statement in my heart.

The shadow of the stick in Ding Qiang's eyes finally disappeared, and he woke up from the mysterious state just now, the old man grabbed Yiqing's hand, snatched his stick and threw it to Ding Qiang.

"Kid, go and practice, let's take a look at the two old men. ”

Boom!

A sound much lighter than Yiqing knocked on the ground, and the warehouse did not shake, but there was a bang in the hearts of the two of them, which shocked the hearts of the two, this is a "heart stick"?

The two old men glanced at each other, wouldn't it, this is just the beginning, and they have surpassed a clear?

Seeing that Ding Qiang suddenly turned into a stick, there seemed to be a kind of emotion to relax in the stick, and there was a feeling of not vomiting and unhappy, the two old men watched Ding Qiang practice the stick there, and their hearts instantly stirred up a thousand waves.

It is indeed a heart stick!

It's still unbearable.

The old man took a look at it and said softly, "It's stressful to be a master!" and no longer looked at Ding Qiang's dance stick, but sat down on the table with relief and began to drink himself.

When Ding Qiang finished dancing the stick, he saw that the master leaned forward, his eyes were the size of a cow's eye, and he stared at Ding Qiang motionlessly, without blinking his eyes, as if he wanted to see something.

"You kid is too wicked, you can reach the heart stick for the first time you practice sticks!

Yiqing, who was hit, also learned from the old man to sit on the table, snatched the wine that the old man had just poured and drank it all.

"What's a heart stick?"

Ding Qiang didn't understand what the two of them meant, so he asked.

"......" was speechless, but the old man explained to Ding Qiang: "The so-called heart stick is the third realm of the stick practitioner. There are three levels of this practice stick, the first layer is the power stick, the second layer is the body stick, and the third layer is the heart stick! As soon as you started practicing the stick, you threw your master two streets away, so this old guy is not happy!" the old man pointed and bowed his head and drank the stuffy wine.

"Isn't this what the master taught, and I won't be in any realm or realm, thanks to the master's practice, if he didn't practice sticks, I really couldn't learn such an esoteric stick technique. ”

After Ding Qiang used honey to remove the embarrassment of the master, he started a new round of sugar-coated cannonballs on the master, and he also wanted the master to give a few clicks, if the master was sent away so simply, the loss would be a big deal. Besides, this sugar-coated cannonball is a sycophant, and thousands of people don't wear it, this is a mastery in the previous life. Although I don't like people who shoot sycophants, I still have to use sycophants to ask for Master's support, so the sycophants that this guy shoots are a little awkward to look left and right.

I could see the old man in the library laughing maniacally on the side. "Boy, don't shoot if you don't like sycophants, don't shoot it, I didn't see that your master's mouth was almost unstoppable, and it was about to crack into a flower! Fuck me, I'm laughing!"

"I'll go, you old thing, you can't make my heart feel good again, hahahaha!"

"Boy, your sycophants are not good, but the master is happy to listen to it, and when he is free in the future, he will pat the ass on the ass of the master, and the master is excited to listen to it!"

These words were clearly intended to hit the old man in the library.

"Can't you practice yet, Master?"

"Practice, why don't you practice?"

"So, what's next?"

"Knives, guns, swords, halberds, you must be proficient in these four things, today the stick is just the master's famous skills, and the following will teach you the basic techniques of swords, guns, swords, and halberds. ”

"I'll rehearse first. ”

Yiqing took out a big knife, the knife was a standard knife, two feet and two inches long, the back of the knife was thick, and the place before the opening became thinner, and the blade was one foot eight long.

The big knife is thick, so it is better at attacking, and it is said that the ten will be strong, after speaking, the drill began, Ding Qiang's eyes did not blink, and he looked carefully at the drill, the knife technique is the big knife exercise that everyone in the Shenwu Academy will do, and it actually became vivid in the hands of the master of Yiqing, as if he came to life, if he just said that the comprehension of the stick method was Ding Qiang saw the stick in his heart, then at this time, a clear practice of the knife method, let him see the true meaning of the knife.

Chop, split, pull, cut, tick, wipe, cut, step with the knife, the knife with the step.

Time passed slowly in such a teaching, a study, and in a blink of an eye, the sky was already white, and the school bell rang.

"Okay, take a break, let's get back to practice!"

As soon as he took off his sweaty wet cloth shirt, he hurriedly jumped into the hot bath prepared by the old man in the library, and Meimei began to take a bath, Ding Qiang originally wanted to take a bath, but was severely stopped by the old man in the library.

"You can't take a bath?"

"Why?"

"You can't compare with your master, if you take a bath, you will practice in vain just now, is there a hot current flowing in your heart at this time?"

"Yes," Ding Qiang did feel the heat flow in his body, "then keep this heat flow, you go and rest, drink two sips of monkey wine by the way, eat some meat, replenish your energy, and continue!" )