The next item is for Fio to instruct He Jian in martial arts.

He Jian's Heavenly Awakening Method is to tell how the Dou Qi magic in the body operates, each level is different, and it is complementary to each other, it is not appropriate to put forward the Dou Qi alone, for the release of Dou Qi and magic power, the Heavenly Awakening Method also describes, but it is not detailed.

In He Jian's words, the Heavenly Awakening Method focuses on internal strength.

He Jian's current martial arts are no martial arts, and learning martial arts from Fio can also be understood as learning how to be beaten.

After practicing twice, He Jian regretted it a little, he shouldn't have complained about the imperfection of the food made by Fio just now......

Fio's speed was so fast that he couldn't see his movements clearly with He Jian's eyesight.

Not to mention the movement of the wrist, even the movement of the body can't be seen clearly, for He Jian, Fio is simply looking ahead, suddenly behind, how can people fight clearly?

"You can't flash!" He Jian, who had been hit a few times, cried out unconvinced.

"I didn't flash. Fio suddenly appeared in He Jian's sight.

He Jian realized that Fio and Pruss had a much gentler personality, but this did not mean that his martial arts skills were not good, there were so many people in the Golden Temple, and the two of them stayed, which was enough to prove that the two of them were one of the best at that time.

"You have to keep the speed to about the same as me, so that I have to train, otherwise I can't see clearly, and I won't be able to practice. He Jian asked.

"Okay. "Fei O doesn't talk nonsense, he attacks with a sword, this time He Jian can clearly see Fei O's offensive line, but unfortunately even if he sees Fei O's movements, he also estimates which side he wants to stab, but he just can't prevent it!

Fio's attack makes people feel awkward, and the attack line is clear, but they can't dodge!

It's like playing basketball with Iverson, and when he's swaying left and right, your center of gravity is out of order, and you can't stop it when you see him pass by on the right, because your body's center of gravity is completely on the left, and then trying to go to the right will result in you tripping yourself to the ground.

After Fio lightly stabbed a few swords, his mood also became happy.

Of course, at this time, He Jian's mood was of course depressed.

Fio began to teach He Jian swordsmanship, teaching some basics, how to stand, how to squat, when to move forward, when to retreat, and whether to step with the left or right foot first when standing in which position, and then He Jian thought of Prus......

All techniques are easy to teach, but difficult to practice, just like there is an old Chinese saying, the master leads the door, and the practice is in the individual.

In order to put what Fio tells into practice, you need to memorize all kinds of points by heart and turn them into instincts, and there is no time for you to think in battle.

Fio told for a while that he let He Jian practice alone, and He Jian nodded yes.

He smiled: "I've never practiced these, I used to read some books, saying that practice makes perfect, strength is strong and skillful, and you have to chop wood a thousand times a day, it turns out that it's all nonsense." ”

Fio was stunned and said, "This method you said is not bad. Then you can chop a thousand times a day. ”

He Jian's jaw fell.

Fio thought for a moment and said, "A thousand strokes may not be enough, let's start with two thousand." ”

He Jian "snapped" and the whole person shattered to the ground.

In view of the accident in the morning, the devouring dragon on the side did not dare to make a sound, but just rolled silently.

The bitter He Jian fell into the boundless darkness, the gloom on his face was dripping, repeating the basic movements over and over again, and his aura was so strong that even Pruss was reluctant to come to him.

He Jian's character has the word tenacity and a foolish spirit.

Maybe this is a habit he developed when he was a child learning the piano, although he hated learning the piano in every way, but since he did it, he had to do his best, and if he didn't play this section well, he would play it a few more times.

20 times if it doesn't work 10 times, 50 times if it doesn't work 20 times, and 100 times if you grit your teeth.

He Jian knows three foreign languages, and when he first memorized words, his parents told him, you have to memorize 10 new words every day, and he said okay.

In the process of learning, he heard about countless mnemonics, some of which were blown to the sky, how to use them well, but he didn't, insisted on 10 new words a day, every day.

So, sometimes a stupid solution is also a good way, and most people forget about this and get lost in the process of finding a solution.

When Fio brought the dinner, He Jian hadn't finished chopping yet.

In the early winter weather, He Jian only tied his shirt around his waist, revealing a small body like ribs, sweating profusely, but he looked at it with a kind of momentum.

When He Jian came over to eat, his right hand was almost completely unable to be raised, and Fio saw it, so he only said, "The left hand should also be practiced." ”

He Jian: I don't want to say anything right now, I just want to throw an arrow rabbit at you.

The arrow rabbit, which was not eaten at noon, finally ate it at night, and it looked much better than at noon, at least at a glance it was a piece of meat.

He Jian took a bite of a piece in his mouth, the taste aside, the feeling of alternating between hot and cold was really wonderful, the roasted meat was hot, and there was a kind of ice-silk coolness in the mouth.

"Huh?" He Jian smashed his mouth and bit another piece, so strange to his senses, like stir-fried ice cream.

Fio looked at He Jian with a cold face, and waited for some unnutritious words to come out of his mouth, thinking that he could add some weight tomorrow.

He Jian observed his words, and for the sake of his own life, he gave Fio a bright smile, and Fio's face couldn't stand anymore.

After dinner, I finally don't need to do any more physical exercise, this period of time belongs to the Fa God.

In the room, He Jian sat facing the table, and there was a head on the table, and the head was talking about magic with his eyebrows.

He Jian made several suggestions for him to expose his entire body, but the Fa God insisted on refusing, and criticized He Jian, saying that you can't have prejudices about anything, and you won't think about why it exists if you have a mindset.

You always think that people should have heads and bodies, but what about magic?

Does a simple little fireball have to be like that?

In the field of magic, He Jian can't talk about him, but he always feels that the appearance of the god of law has nothing to do with magic, it is just his bad taste.

The knowledge of the Dharma God is vast and profound, and it is not necessarily possible to understand it quickly in another person.

But when Fashen met a man who could get a perfect score in the Jiangsu paper, he not only had excellent understanding, but also often found another way to think about it, and although the questions raised were naïve, they often provided Fashen with another unusual way of thinking.

"Magic is the extraction of a part of the origin that makes up this world, and then unleashing it according to a set structure. You can't release your magic yet, I'll draw a rune for you to feel. ”

The god of law didn't see any movement, the pen on the side automatically dipped it in the prepared powder, and drew it on a piece of demonic beast skin, "Don't look with your eyes, feel with your mental power, feel what?"

He Jian, the primary magic structure, has already memorized a large basket, but he has not practiced it yet.

He attached his spiritual power to the skin of the demonic beast and carefully experienced it, "This seems to be a small fireball?"