Chapter 30: Martial Arts, Low-profile Edition
"Are you two resting well?"
As soon as I entered the door, I saw a face of Hexi, and the words of concern were hard to imagine that a chief said to the people at the bottom.
"It's okay, it's a nice place. ”
Wang San drank tea and looked at the book, and Wu Tao's answer was also decent, and there was nothing wrong with it.
"Okay, I heard that you want two knives, I have already asked someone to go down and get them, don't worry, the quality will definitely satisfy you." ”
"Thank you for your hard work. ”
Seeing that the chief was talking about everything, Wu Tao also pretended not to be clear, if you want to pull me, I will talk to you, anyway, I am not too anxious.
"Then I'll be blunt, as you can see, we have tanks, we have armored vehicles, a lot of them, originally equipped with thousands of people, now only two hundred. ”
"But we don't have enough gas, and we want to change it with you so that we can use those things, and we want to get out of here and go to the city. ”
Seeing that Wu Tao didn't mean to provoke the conversation, the chief had to say it first, so he would give up the initiative, which was not what he wanted, but the situation was a little urgent, and he had to compromise the reality.
"Yes, we don't need that much oil, but we want to change our weapons. ”
"Yes. ”
Unexpectedly, the chief agreed, simply and neatly, without hesitation at all.
In fact, if you think about it, you can understand that the things used by thousands of people are now only used by two hundred people, even if the gun is two guns per person, there is still a surplus, and it is reasonable for the chief to agree happily.
As for the ban on guns? I'm sorry, I'm afraid that all over the world, as long as you have some ability, you can get guns, and guns are no longer prohibited.
"You can change it, but how to change it is to get a charter, compared to your little oil, it is obviously a loss for us to change weapons. ”
The chief is like a businessman, he does not want to suffer losses in transactions, although he is now considered wealthy, but for ambitious people, there will never be too many weapons, if it were not for the current situation, he would not change at all.
"I know you're at a loss, but you need the oil. ”
Wu Tao leaned back in the chair to make himself sit more comfortably, they need oil, just like holding each other's seven inches, not afraid that you will not change.
"Ten guns, 200,000 bullets, 1,000 grenades. ”
The gun, naturally, will not be a pistol, otherwise 200,000 bullets do not know how long it will take.
"No, a hundred guns, the rest remains the same, after all, guns will break. ”
"Deal. ”
With a smile on the chief's face, Wu Tao knew that his asking price was too low, but he used the things he got to exchange for things, and he bought and sold without capital, and he didn't lose money at all.
"Also, you guys, don't you think that truck is too big? How about a smaller armored car with you. ”
The chief seems to be very good at thinking about the two, and he doesn't feel that he is at a loss, compared to armored vehicles, heavy trucks are not only large, but also inflexible, and not very hard, and armored vehicles are just the opposite, and loading things is no problem.
"Changed. ”
Wu Tao agreed without thinking about it, the two sides are mutually beneficial and win-win, and it is not a loss for anyone, anyway, Wu Tao and the two of them did not.
And why did the chief want to change, I'm afraid he is already planning to leave, the car, naturally, is used to pull things, with a carrying capacity of 500 tons, it can pull a lot of things.
If you can bring more, who wants to bring less.
In the afternoon, the knife was sent to the hands of the two, there is no fine pattern, there is no beautiful and elegant, the knife is made of the prototype of the thick-backed big knife, the total length is a little more than one meter, the blade is made of special steel, say good, it must be good.
The portion is very sufficient, a knife is about thirty pounds, which is not used by ordinary people at all, but Wang San and they are not ordinary people, on the contrary, they feel a little light.
The knife technique is wide open and closed, sometimes chopping, sometimes slashing, sometimes up and down, it is not so difficult as imagined, the difficulty is just to practice to the realm of the arm and finger, and it is impossible to become a master by drawing a gourd in the same way.
Every time Wang San twisted, every step, and every swing of the knife carried a breathing rate, and it became more and more harmonious, until every move and every movement did not seem abrupt, as if it should have been.
Wu Tao waved the knife in the distance to think about it, and also received Wang San's movements into the eyes, sometimes I really can't help but admit that you don't learn it casually after a few years.
And although the current Wang San is not a casual learner, it is enough to prove his talent.
Walking with the knife, there seems to be a kind of heat flow in the body, I can't see it, I can't touch it, I don't know why it happens, it's warm, and after wandering around the body, it enters the chest and abdomen, Wu Tao said that it is a dantian.
And the warm thing that you feel is the qi that is cultivated in the human body, and if you want to grow strong, you have to be strong, which is also the reason why people who practice martial arts eat a lot and spend a lot.
Wang San didn't expect that he had only practiced qi in one afternoon, and it was still increasing, and he could feel that the warmth was getting bigger and bigger.
Wang San stopped practicing the knife, but stood where he was breathing with the breathing method, the muscles of the body were rhythmic, and the qi inside was also increasing.
When this situation lasted for about five minutes, Wang San felt that he was hungry, and every cell seemed to be about to eat, which was not the hunger expressed by the stomach, but the muscles and cells in the body.
It's a weird thing.
Wang San took out a beast core, opened his mouth and swallowed it, he didn't know if it was digested by the stomach or the beast core automatically turned into liquid, and then flowed to the limbs, he only knew that he didn't feel the pain when he swallowed his throat.
The muscles of the body are pulsating, the cells are becoming active, the energy of the beast core is divided, the feeling of satiety is transmitted again, and the body seems to be a little stronger.
Continuing to vomit, Wang San chose to practice with the sword technique, killing two birds with one stone, everyone knows how to choose.
The knife technique is not elegant, but the speed is very fast, and Wang San's sword swing is extremely fast, even in the required jump, much like a knife with light skills.
But these are obviously not, there is such an effect completely depends on physical fitness, national arts, martial arts, the better the physical fitness, the greater the power, they are the low-level version of martial arts, but not martial arts.
The method of breathing is not an internal force, because what is practiced is not internal force, unless Wang San can attach qi to the parts of the body or defend or attack, at that time, the qi will also become internal force, which is internal strength.
Compared with the two, one can cultivate one's body and the other can attack the enemy, so the national art is not martial arts, or just a low-profile version.
"Hey, energy applies to any powerful self-characteristic, and it seems that there is still a lot to be discovered. ”
Looking at Wang San's cultivation, the negative green wind muttered to himself, and then fell silent.
After the qi in his body grew in the front, he slowed down in the back, and Wang San didn't feel that it had grown much after practicing so much that he was sweating, but he found a problem when he ate the beast core again.
After eating, it has changed from full to full, and there is no feeling of rising, that is, the beast core in his hand can't last long.