Chapter 61: Two Martial Arts Prodigies
In the stadium, Zhuge Daofeng and Xiahou Pili kept carrying large and small packages and placing them on the ground. Those packages were long and short, and they seemed to be quite heavy.
Zhang Nianzu was completely confused and asked Liu Laoliu: "What are these?"
Liu Laoliu waved his hand and opened one of the long packages. It was actually full of swords. The old man pulled out a shiny long sword and handed it to Zhang Nianzu, saying, "Break it."
Zhang Nianzu took the sword with his left hand, and with his right index finger he moved along the tip of the sword towards the hilt. He easily found a gap almost in the middle of the sword body. He exerted force with his right arm, and the long sword broke into two pieces.
Liu Laoliu handed the two broken swords to Zhuge Daofeng and said, "When you're done, go get a metal detector and focus on finding out if there's anything odd about the broken parts."
"Okay." Zhuge Daofeng put away the broken sword.
Liu Laoliu clapped his hands and said, "Let's start the training—" He suddenly pointed at Zhuge Daofeng and Xiahou Pili and said, "The content of the training is that you two can use any weapons to hack him to death!"
"Huh?" The three young men opened their mouths wide.
"Is there anything you don't understand?"
Zhuge Daofeng chuckled and said, "Haven't we already shaken hands and made peace?"
Liu Laoliu said: "It has nothing to do with harmony or not, this is training!"
Zhang Nianzu had roughly understood what the old man meant by this time, and asked, "You want me to get familiar with the Golden Finger during the fight?"
"That's right." Liu Laoliu smiled and said, "I've said it before, people who want to kill you won't give you weapons to point at. If you can't learn how to use them flexibly, your fingers will be useless."
Zhang Nianzu nodded and said, "That makes sense."
"You two!" Liu Laoliu said to Zhuge Daofeng and Xiahou Pili, "They are all weapons, so choose whatever you want. All you have to do is kill him with all your heart! Think about how he pushed you into the cesspool in the first place—"
Xiahou Pili said with a bitter face: "But we don't hate him to the point of wanting to kill him."
"We have to get to that point, otherwise the training will be meaningless!" Liu Laoliu said, "What are you two afraid of? He can't kill me."
Zhuge Daofeng and Xiahou Pili looked at each other.
Zhang Nianzu also said: "Don't feel burdened. I will take care of the broken arms and legs."
Zhuge Daofeng picked up a long sword, Xiahou Pili picked up a goose-feather knife, and they both said hesitantly, "Then we can chop it down."
Liu Laoliu said: "Don't show mercy, just treat him as the enemy who killed your father!"
Zhang Nianzu waved at the two of them and shouted, "Come on!"
"Watch out for swords!" Zhuge Daofeng swung his sword, while Xiahou Pili danced with his sword first. It seemed that he had to stay in the youth martial arts team for a few years.
Zhang Nianzu dodged Zhuge Daofeng's sword and twisted his wrist. The other party's sword swept across Zhang Nianzu's lower abdomen. He was actually a master of swordsmanship. Moreover, this kid was polite in his words, but he really didn't leave any room for maneuver in his hands.
Xiahou Pili also swung his sword and chopped over.
There were flashes of swords and sabers on the field. Zhang Nianzu had neither weapons to resist nor any similar experience, so he subconsciously dodged backwards.
Liu Laoliu said: "Don't always think about running, use your fingers instead."
Zhang Nianzu felt like a thousand horses were running through his mind. Normally when he practiced, he would lay the object flat and feel around slowly. But now those two were waving their swords so brightly that he couldn't dodge in time, let alone dare to point his fingers at them. He was stunned for a moment, and Zhuge Daofeng's sword shattered a corner of his clothes. This sword was not something that old men and women used for morning exercises, but a real thing with a sharp blade!
Although Zhuge Daofeng and Xiahou Pili did not regard Zhang Nianzu as the enemy who killed their father, they did not have any psychological burden. They knew that ordinary injuries would not be fatal to him, so they performed beyond their level. After a short warm-up, the swordsmanship of the swordsmen improved and the knife skills of the knives became sharper. Zhang Nianzu's potential was not pushed out, and these two were about to achieve great martial arts...
Suddenly, Liu Laoliu opened his mouth. Zhang Nianzu thought he was going to teach him some skills, but the old man yawned and sat on the ground playing with his mobile phone.
Zhang Nianzu dodged left and right, looking very embarrassed, but he was too embarrassed to run away. The two of them were fighting so hard just to train with him. If he ran away, wouldn't he be letting others down? But being beaten like this all the time was not a good thing. Swords and knives were slashing around him as fast as lightning, and Zhang Nianzu's hair stood on end. However, after a while, he realized a problem: his sensitivity had improved a lot without him noticing. If he had been chased and slashed like this in the past, he would have been hit long ago.
After humans entered a highly civilized state, the chance of head-on conflict has become very small. You may occasionally see people arguing on the road on your way to and from work every day, but physical fights are rare. This is the progress of civilization, but objectively speaking, it has caused the human body's coordination and resilience to degenerate, as evidenced by their tendency to make fussies and be fragile.
The strongman race thrived after experiencing all kinds of extreme events in extreme times. Their special blood and physiological characteristics have always been buried in their bodies, and sometimes they need to be stimulated to manifest. Zhang Nianzu had fought more or less than the average index of his peers before, but those were small scenes, not enough to make him burst out with great power. In other words, his sub-strong physique was too lazy to recover in small fights, and the experience during this period allowed him to gradually find himself. In addition, the previous physical training and explosive training also improved his reaction speed a lot.
After finding that he could handle this situation, Zhang Nianzu began to relax and was not as panicked as before. The opponent had a knife and a sword, and he had a golden finger, right? The problem he had to solve now was how to make the golden finger work when the weapon was swung quickly.
Zhuge Daofeng missed the target with his sword, so he swung his sword again. Zhang Nianzu finally found an opportunity - no matter what kind of weapon master his opponent is, he always has to have a process of accumulating strength. No matter how light and handy the weapon is, its attack speed has a peak value. Where there is a peak, there is a valley!
Whoosh——
Zhuge Daofeng swung his sword again, and Zhang Nianzu dodged his sword tip. The moment he was about to put away his sword, he quickly pressed the index finger of his right hand on the sword.
Fingers stroke along the way——
I vaguely found a gap——
When the button was about to be pressed but not yet pressed, Zhuge Daofeng's sword had already been withdrawn.
It’s okay if you don’t succeed the first time!
Zhang Nianzu moved to avoid Xiahou Pili's knife, and when Zhuge Daofeng's sword came again, he had a rough estimate of the position. When its force was exhausted, he pressed his fingers on the gap as fast as lightning.
bite--
The long sword in Zhuge Daofeng's hand broke into two pieces, and the tip of the sword flew far away.
Zhuge Daofeng was stunned.
Liu Laoliu shouted, "Change your weapon and continue!"
Without the support of his teammates, Xiahou Pili's long sword was still powerful, but he was alone. When Zhuge Daofeng came with another long sword, Zhang Nianzu had already used the same trick to break Xiahou Pili's blade.
Liu Laoliu stood up from the ground and said, "Don't stop! Keep fighting!"
Xiahou Pili quickly ran to the weapons pile, and after a brief hesitation, he picked up an iron whip. This thing was just a big iron stick in the eyes of ordinary people, and it was definitely a disaster for people without arm strength, but Xiahou Pili wielded it with a whirring wind, and said indignantly: "Try this!"
Zhang Nianzu was also quite surprised. In the past, he had only ordered small iron sticks or small iron bars. This one was a new challenge.
Zhuge Daofeng also came from behind and shouted, "I didn't pay attention just now, click another one for me to see!"
Even though Xiahou Pili had amazing arm strength, he still had to swing the iron whip quite slowly. It was not difficult for Zhang Nianzu, who was used to a fast pace, to put his fingers on it. However, he had doubts in his heart and didn't know whether he could succeed.
Boom——
Xiahou Thunderbolt Iron Whip was broken while it was still falling. Zhang Nianzu unexpectedly found that he did not exert too much effort. It seemed to be about the same difficulty as breaking a long sword.
Xiahou Pili screamed, picked up an iron spear, and charged into the battle again with a flash of the spear. Zhang Nianzu was surprised and amused and said, "You know a lot!" He turned around and broke Zhuge Daofeng's sword, and began to concentrate on dealing with the iron spear.
Xiahou Pili knew that the iron spear was too long and that if he handed it over, he would be throwing away his life. He held the spear tightly with both hands and shook the spear head into thousands of peach blossoms. It was really solid within the virtual and virtual within the real. It was just as the saying goes, the chill was pressing, the ghosts and gods avoided it, and Zhao Yun was so angry that he would not let Qiao Luo Cheng——
Click——
Zhang Nianzu stretched out his hand and broke the tip of the gun.
Xiahou Pili said angrily: "You... are too outrageous!"
Zhang Nianzu said helplessly: "If you don't let me point at the gun body, I'll have to point at the tip of the gun." While he was speaking, he took the time to turn back and break Zhuge Daofeng's sword .
Xiahou Pili smashed at Zhang Nianzu with a long iron rod in his hand. Zhang Nianzu dodged left and right, and used his index finger to break the long rod piece by piece. When Xiahou Pili came to his senses, he only saw a handle the length of a flashlight...
Zhuge Daofeng jumped up and down, rummaging through the weapons, and finally chose a dagger that was only about 20 centimeters long. He shouted, "Try this again!" and stabbed it towards Zhang Nianzu's chest with a "swish".
This time, Zhang Nianzu did not dodge or give way. He quickly pressed the dagger's blade with his finger, and the dagger immediately broke into a piece of bald iron. Zhuge Daofeng lowered his head and went to look for a new weapon without saying a word.
By this point, Zhuge Daofeng and Xiahou Pili were also furious. The weapons in their hands kept being broken, and they kept bending down to pick up new ones and rushing forward. Those weapons were of different types and all-encompassing, and some were long and some were short. But Zhang Nianzu had already mastered them by now, and his fingers would go wherever his eyes went. There was a constant sound of clinking, and all kinds of long swords, short swords, iron spears and iron sticks were broken and fell to the ground.
Zhang Nianzu was fighting heartily, and seeing that the packages of weapons were all empty, Zhuge Daofeng suddenly stared at one of the packages with a strange expression on his face, then he bent down and took out a mace from it...
Zhang Nianzu jumped in shock: "What the hell?"
Zhuge Daofeng approached slowly with a mace in hand and said with a grin, "Let me see how you decide this!"
Zhang Nianzu wanted to cry but had no tears. He stepped back and said with an apologetic smile: "I said... haven't we reconciled yet?"
