For next Wednesday's race, he needs to cross once.

Say to the demon, "Are you ready?"

"Oh, my brother, my knife has always been prepared for you".

Rogu slashed forward with his knife, and a black hole formed. Rogu got in.

This time it fell from the sky, but Rogu immediately opened his parachute.

"My smart brother is shrewd, not fun." ”

Rogu put the parachute away and buried it. And he strode into the town.

This city is called Shanghai, Shanghai during the Anti-Japanese War. Brilliant neon lights highlight the paper sin fans here. The glamorous Shanghai gives people indifference and ruthlessness, and drains the youth of many people.

Luo Gu went to a pawnshop and pawned the broken silver he bought in modern times for some oceans. By the way, I went to the clothes store and changed the suit on my body into a black tunic suit.

While eating in a dining hall, Luo Gu listened to the guests next to him talking.

"Tsumen heroes, dead, these Japanese devils, I don't know how proud they are."

"Thing, Jingwu Sports Club, I'm afraid it won't work."

"What do you say, I watched his last fight, and Anno Tanaka admitted that he won".

......

After listening, Luo Gu sighed, Huo Yuanjia, such a Tianjiao is worth having a drink with him. It's a pity, it's a pity.

This world is Jet Li's version of "Jingwumen" or "Huo Yuanjia": there is no difference between high and low kung fu, only the villains who practice martial arts have a difference between strength and weakness.

Luo Gu went to Jingwumen, "The Venerable Master just left, and I don't see outsiders." ”

Luo Gu bowed his head and said, "I am an overseas person, and I heard about Huo Yuanjia's incident and came to offer condolences. ”

He was led in. Luo Gu looked at the "martial spirit", died a big word, and wrote Sun Yat-sen, who once praised Huo Yuanjia "If you want to make the country strong, everyone must practice martial arts".

Now the man is gone, hey.

There was a fight, and when Rogu went out, he found someone fighting. was furious, Huo Yuanjia had just left when someone did such a thing.

Then he pulled the memory out of his arms, no matter how good his martial arts are, he is afraid of kitchen knives, not to mention that if the knife is good, people will also use knives. The two men in the field stopped fighting.

Nong Jinsun came out to play a round game, "Don't hurt the harmony, I don't know the name of the little brother yet."

Rogu said, "My name is Rogu. Studying in Japan, I heard that Huo Yuanjia integrated the ancestral secret fist into a fan of the arts, and came to meet friends with martial arts.

Luo Gu continued, "I heard that Ling Zun made the Huo family fist public to the world, and I am willing to learn." I hope you don't refuse, I plan to join the Jingwu Sect, this is my entry fee."

Nong Jinsun pulled Huo Dongge and said, "No problem." Luo Gu stayed at Jingwu Gate.

"My good brother, the breath of this world has war. Grab your sword and go to the battlefield, where it awaits you. ”

Luo Gu said, "Demon, do you want me to take a knife and go to the battlefield to be shot?"

Demon Dao, "Just kidding, my good brother, why do you care so much."

The woman said, "This is where you live."

Luo Gu said, "Thank you, sister", after all, this 18-year-old face is simple to sell cuteness.

The woman said, "Little brother, my name is Xiuqin." What can I call my sister."

Rogu nodded shyly, dodging the woman's outstretched claws. His face was as white and tender as a child of four or five years old.

Rogu sat on the bed, he would only use a knife. But in the original world, he has a boxing fight next Wednesday. Ever since he was injured by a wolf, he knows that ordinary people can't be underestimated.

Ah Wolf said that his body was an elder of the clan, and that he had been soaked in medicinal baths when he was a child, and that he often ate the flesh of wild beasts in the mountains when he was a child. And in that battle, Rogu felt that Ah Wolf still had hole cards.

There can be nothing wrong with this feeling, because this is the knife he has practiced for more than 20 years, and the knife feeds back to him.

The next morning, Rogu saw a man with sandbags strapped to his feet and going out for a run. Then oh oh remembered in his mind, could he be Chen Zhen.

Luo Gu didn't run after him, but just found a clearing and started swinging his knife. A thousand swings of the knife, and you don't feel it, then you continue to swing, tens of thousands, hundreds of millions......

Xiuqin walked out, "Ah, my little brother, why did you get up so early, so diligent." Strange no, yesterday your knife was able to stop them."

Rogu's knife was still steady, and he had already entered another world when he practiced it. He wants revenge, he wants his father's sword back, he wants to ascend to the highest point of the sword, and he looks down on all beings there.

Xiuqin said, "What a piece of wood, whose daughter like you will like you, bye waste your little face", and went into the kitchen as she spoke, preparing breakfast for everyone.

At this time, Chen Zhen also came back from outside, and nodded as he watched Luo Gu practice his sword. Luo Gu finished practicing the knife and looked at Chen Zhen, and the two went to breakfast together.

At the dinner table, Luo Gu thought about whether to learn Huo Jiaquan from Huo Tingen, or learn from Chen Zhen. In the end, I thought about learning from Chen Zhen, because Chen Zhen's martial arts have a bit of a modern sanda feeling, so I learned from him, and the actual combat significance was greater.

After eating, Luo Gu looked at Chen Zhen and said with a smile, "I think this is a dead horse"

As he spoke, he demonstrated a leg method, using the inertia of the whole body, and the force rose from the ground, turned through the waist, and the force was applied to the legs. Kick the person with the sandbag 4,5 meters away.

Chen Zhendao, "Martial arts are nothing more than offense and defense, and the best offense is defense."

Rogu didn't agree more, for him he could only attack, because he was just an ordinary person. He wants to challenge the northern royal family, and if he doesn't move forward bravely, he will be slapped down by the big waves.

But the others are different, and there are three thousand. There are also 3,000 martial arts, and in the end, only the one that suits you is the best. Just like Chen Zhen's summary of free fighting, the movements of long-term training have formed the most suitable muscle memory for himself, plus his personality, he is suitable for attacking.

Luo Gu stepped forward and said, "Fifth Senior Brother, I want to learn your fighting skills."

Chen Zhen shook his body and said, "If you want to learn, I'll teach you", their Huo family, no narrow-minded people, are like Huo Yuanjia, eager for Chinese people to practice martial arts.

Chen Zhen is very optimistic about Luo Gu, one is loyal to boxing, and the other is loyal to swordsmanship. Tianjiao was originally attracted to each other.

"All martial arts are inseparable from a pile, and standing on a pile is to understand one's own body, perceive one's own body, and let one's body feel the power of the earth", Chen Zhen began to teach Luo Gu.

Chen Zhen said, "I have touched your bones, and your physical fitness is three times that of ordinary people, but you can't use it." Without the sword, you are a strong young man."

Chen Zhen watched his senior brother beating the wood, stepped forward, shouted, "hit", and the wood exploded directly.

Chen Zhen said: "This punch is 20 years of skill, but you can also break this wood, but you can't achieve this effect, you can't use force."

Luo Gu looked at it and felt real. One law, ten thousand laws. Although it is a bit exaggerated, it is naturally not difficult to understand that Luo Gu Dao is a great success among ordinary people. Just change the method of swinging the knife to punches and kicks.

After Chen Zhen finished talking about the details of the stake, he left his own training.

The rest of the people were tired of standing on the pile, their hands and feet began to tremble, and Chen Zhen's voice came from a distance, "The more tired you are, the more you have to work hard, and you can succeed by persevering."

Luo Gu didn't have any complaints, and ordinary people can just stand on the pile for 5 minutes and take a break for the first time. But Rogu has a higher starting point than the people around him, and he should be more persistent. His target is Chen Zhen.

Rogu only does two things a day, wielding a knife and standing on a stake. He wasn't in a hurry, his knife was still steady, and the stake was feeling good. Just by standing for a moment, he could feel the muscles and veins all over his body begin to tremble slightly.

The pain of the curse comes, and it turns out that the pain will continue to intensify, and if you survive once, it will hurt even more next time. He sat cross-legged on the floor, afraid that the sweat would wet the sheets. His gums were bleeding and his hands were clenched blue.

Rogu didn't hold back this time, he pounded the ground with his hands, but stopped immediately. Because he was afraid of being discovered.

But Chen Zhen still heard it, and his ears moved. I came to Rogu's room.

Chen Zhen opened the door and saw Luo Gu on the ground, and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Rogu is not in a good state now, lying on the ground trembling constantly.