Zhao Changhe, who left the crowd, turned to the corner, and soon leaned against the wall like a collapse, panting.

This bloody skill is really fierce, not only the speed of that moment, but later several people came to pull it and couldn't pull it, this power is a bit outrageous. It's just been a night of practice and a morning......

But it's really a big problem, and I feel a little prostration for a while, and I don't know if it's the sequelae of overdraft, or because of my weakness at the moment.

It's pretended, and the anger is out, but Zhang Quan doesn't know if he's dead...... The newcomers are killing each other, and I don't know what kind of punishment they will receive?

But at that moment, the blood was surging, who the cares so much...... Maybe this is also one of the aftermath of the Blood Evil Gong? Or do you already have this factor?

"Do you regret it?" Suddenly, Sun Jiaoxi's voice came from the corner.

Zhao Changhe turned his head to look, Sun Jiaoxi leaned not far away, looking at him with a smile.

Zhao Changhe respected Sun Jiaoxi, bowed his head and said, "I don't regret anything, how to punish me for admitting it." If this momentum doesn't come out, you can only let others eat in the future? I can't live that kind of life. ”

"Ha ......" Sun Jiaoxi interrupted: "Murderer, Zhao Changhe!" I knew you had this kind of anger, needless to say. What I'm asking is, do you regret practicing the Blood Martial Arts? That feeling that sanity has been compromised. ”

"Uh......" is really the influence of the exercises, not that he is so cruel, Zhao Changhe was relieved and replied: "For the time being, I have no regrets, and I can't take care of anything else." Speaking of the meaning of teaching and learning, Zhang Quan ......"

"Dead." Sun Jiaoxi said very indifferently: "Do you dare to grab the meat arranged by Lao Tzu?" The provocation comes first, the killing comes last, stupid and weak, dead is dead. ”

Zhao Changhe knew that it was most likely Sun Jiaoxi who helped him, so he lowered his eyebrows and said, "Thank you for teaching ...... Xi"

"Here again the virtues of this cultured person." Sun Jiaoxi scolded: "Are you really here to test Xiucai? ”

Zhao Changhe: "? ”

Thank you for not being right?

"Just now, you talked to Zhang Quan about harmony, is it useless? What now? Who is not afraid of you three points! That's how the harmony comes from! Sun Jiaoxi sneered: "Lao Tzu was present when you killed Luo Zhenwu, and when I saw that you were heroic, you were born into bandits, so I mentioned a few more words, and only by walking the rivers and lakes can we not fall into the majesty of our holy sect!" Otherwise, do you think that Lao Tzu plays with you with blue eyes, is it because your ass is tender! ”

Born bandits...... Zhao Changhe was a little speechless.

Sure enough, there is no love and hate for no reason, there are two sides to everything, the matter of killing Luo Zhenwu was unhappy, and Sun Jiaoxi appreciated it very much.

The civilization of modern people is indeed incompatible with this kind of world, especially with this kind of bandit den. He is already a relatively strong person, and he has "killed people in his dreams" a lot, and he has long adapted to the feeling of killing. I changed to a normal classmate to come here, and I really don't know how to mix.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Changhe asked: "This is still our own camp, and some things must be controlled...... If it's all like this......"

Sun Jiaoxi looked at him coldly for a long time: "You are already in the rivers and lakes." ”

After that, he turned and left: "An hour later, come to me to learn the knife." After that, I practiced every morning in the morning, practiced the knife in the afternoon, and watched it myself in the evening. ”

Zhao Changhe looked at his back and pursed his lips speechlessly.

It's not what I want.

…………

An hour later, Zhao Changhe appeared on time in the martial arts arena.

Sun Jiaoxi gave him a funny look. This kid was overdrawn and weak just now, and he didn't eat, and the whole person was wilted like a frosted eggplant, and he was full of energy at this time.

He had a small report, and he knew what Zhao Changhe was doing at this hour just now.

This guy went to beat up all Zhang Quan's partners, robbed them of food, ate three bowls of food, more than his own share, and then went to take a nap and rest for a while.

A polite young man who was also going to talk about internal harmony quickly began to transform into a bandit.

People in the rivers and lakes are like this, and if you throw someone into the ink tank, it will eventually be pitch black.

Sun Jiaoxi couldn't help but sigh a little: "Come here, let's learn the basic knife technique with everyone first." ”

Zhao Changhe still habitually lined up and honestly walked to the back of the line to listen to the lecture.

As a result, when people saw him coming, they all trembled, and subconsciously separated from each other, as if sending him to the front row. Zhao Changhe sneered, and then strode forward unceremoniously, standing directly in front of Sun Jiaoxi, and people honestly rearranged and stood up.

Sun Jiaoxi seemed to have a smile in his eyes, and he didn't evaluate, and taught directly: "Among all the blades, the basic movements of the knife are relatively the fewest and nothing more than chopping and slashing, and all changes are inseparable from their origins, and no matter how top-level the knife technique is, it can't escape this law." And the basic skills determine your upper limit in the future, how fast, accurate, and stable you can be, it all depends on how solid your foundation is, which is not taught to you by some top method. ”

"Just like this morning's turn around slash, any knife technique when dealing with the enemy behind you is nothing more than a change on the basis of this slash, or emphasizing luck, or changing angles, or burying different back momentum, that is different from each other, but how stable and accurate the knife is, it still depends on your foundation today. On the other hand, as long as you have mastered the basics, no matter what knife techniques you get in the future, you can quickly understand the gist of it and turn it into your use. ”

"A lot of people say that we have a quick success...... But the quick course is not here, and the basic skills are not quick enough! ”

Sun Jiaoxi's gaze swept across the field, and he could see that most people's eyes were hiding disappointment. Who doesn't learn magic skills for shortcuts? As a result, it is still said that the foundation should be laid every day, so how different is it from other sects......

Only a few people had their eyes shining, and they seemed to have listened to his words.

Among them is Zhao Changhe.

Sun Jiaoxi smiled: "Now teach straight and horizontal slashing again, don't think that this is something that any child can play with a knife...... Like turning around, the doorway is in it. Look ahead! ”

Looking at Sun Jiaoxi's deliberately slowed down movements without blinking, and his hands were consciously simulating, Zhao Changhe felt that he had never been so attentive to reading and studying in his life...... With such intentions back then, maybe Qingbei was on it.

Born a bandit?

Perhaps.

The scar on his face told himself that in this world, this was more important than Qingbei.

An afternoon passed quickly, and it was already dusk, and Zhao Changhe sat on the stone on the sideline to rest, kneading his already sore arm with both hands. The blood steam is still circulating, and it eliminates the soreness on its own, which is extremely miraculous.

Sun Jiaoxi walked leisurely to his side: "You do have understanding, and you already look like you in the afternoon...... Go back and rest, you still have a piece of meat for dinner - the rule here, the best practice can have a piece of meat, and see how much meat you can get for a few days. ”

Zhao Changhe was a little strange: "Can we always practice martial arts and eat meat here, and we don't need to work?" ”

Sun Jiaoxi seemed to smile: "Teaching you martial arts and giving you meat to eat, of course, is it to come in handy, do you think it's for fun?" ”

Zhao Changhe asked tentatively: "Then ......?"

Before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Sun Jiaoxi: "So take advantage of these days to practice." Otherwise, if you die during the mission, I'll just have your body dragged to feed the dogs. ”

Zhao Changhe closed his mouth.

Sun Jiaoxi left leisurely: "You are a meritorious person, and you still have preferential treatment." The brother who was with you has already gone on a mission, and I don't know if your house will be left alone in the future, and it would be nice to be more spacious. ”

Zhao Changhe's heart tightened.

No wonder I didn't see Luo Qi when I went back at noon, it turned out that he had already gone on a mission.

Since he joined the Demon Sect, it is fundamentally different from being a Zhuang Ding in the Luo family, which is to sell his life...... I don't know if I'm back now?

On the other hand, Zhao Changhe also feels that the current road is very ironic.

Why did he kill Luo Zhenwu? Although there is a sense of self-preservation, the more important factor is, of course, to avenge the villagers who were slaughtered by Zhao Cuo.

However, the group I am in now is doing the same thing, and I may have to do it myself one day.

If you thought that the Luo family acted viciously and was not much different from the Demon Sect before, now it is still a little different after all...... The biggest difference is that the Luo family does not rely on this kind of thing to eat, and the Demon Sect is one of the main businesses.

But is there a choice? The situation at that time pushed me to do this, can I turn back now?

Zhao Changhe looked down at the rice in the bowl, his eyes were faint and rippling.

Are you born a bandit......

"I hope that in the future, you can still have today's simplicity, and when he meets again in the future, I can still listen to you call my sister."

Zhao Changhe looked at the sky with a daze, and the words in the sky last night had long since disappeared, as if they had never existed.