Woof ~
Sun Qiang had just stepped into the familiar sword room when an angry bark suddenly exploded in his ears.
"Yiya!"
The little fatty was completely stunned. He instinctively retracted his right leg and covered his chest with his hands like a hamster.
When did this evil dog appear in the sword room? There was no sign at the door!
"Atay, don't be naughty!"
At this time, the frightened student realized that not only was there an evil dog in the sword room, there was also a beautiful and cute little girl.
Only then did he notice that the thing that had almost scared him out of his wits was actually a small white dog that was about a foot long!
Teck stood in front of Sun Qiang and raised his head with a fierce look. He whimpered as if he was warning the little fatty: I'm very fierce. When I'm fierce, even I'm afraid. Are you afraid?
But before he could fully display his fierce side, the Bao'er bent down and picked him up.
"Big brother, I'm sorry …"
The Bao'er apologized for Teck. "Atay is a little naughty. He didn't scare you, did he?"
She rubbed Teck's head a little angrily. This guy had scared Shang Yulin just now, and now he scared Sun Qiang.
Too naughty!
Tai Ke was rubbed so hard that he began to whine like a spoiled child, making her annoyance disappear in an instant.
Sun Qiang put down his raised leg and scratched his head awkwardly. "It's okay, it's okay. This little dog is very cute …"
In order to prove that he was not scared, he reached out to touch Teck.
Ah woo!
Teck seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. Before his fat hand touched him, he turned his head and bit down fiercely. You're looking for death!
Sun Qiang was so scared that he quickly retracted his hand. His face was pale.
He didn't expect this adorable puppy to be so fierce.
In fact, Teck had already shown mercy. It was mainly to scare him. Otherwise, how could student Xiao Qiang keep his hand?
Losing a few fingers after being bitten by it would be considered a light punishment!
Bao'er was also afraid that Teck would really bite someone, so he quickly carried it to the side.
Zuo Yi smiled and said, "This is my daughter, Bao 'er."
Sun Qiang took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He smiled fawningly at Bao'er. "Hello, Junior Sister Bao'er. My name is Sun Qiang. I'm your father's student."
Bao'er replied politely, "Hello, Sun Qiang gege."
"Hello, hello …"
Little Fatty grinned, feeling as if he was floating.
He was the only son in his family, and he had always envied others for having younger siblings. Now that he saw Bao'er, he thought that if he could have such a cute younger sister, he would be so happy!
"Alright."
Zuo Yi extended his hand and knocked on Xiao Qiang's head, interrupting his fantasy. "Who hit you?"
The big bump on the back of Sun Qiang's head looked a little frightening. This guy was considered lucky. Plus, his skin was thick, so such an injury was not a big deal. If it was someone else, they might have already collapsed on the spot.
The back of the head was a vital part of the human body!
Sun Qiang stammered, "It, it was me, a few students from the school next door …"
It was embarrassing. He had been in middle school for two years, and had been bullied and blackmailed for two years. Although he had told the teacher, it was useless. He also did not dare to tell his family. In the morning, he was almost blocked at the entrance of his neighborhood.
Although he had successfully escaped, he had also been hit by a "missile", and the back of his head was smashed with a big bruise.
Bao'er hugged Teck and sat in the corner of the sword room. After listening to Xiao Qiang's painful story, she quietly said to Teck, "This fat brother is so pitiful. Don't bully him."
Teck nodded.
Even if this kind of trash kneeled on the ground and begged to be trampled, it would be too lazy to step on him.
"Atay is so good."
Bao'er narrowed her eyes and lowered her head to kiss him.
Teck took the opportunity to act coquettishly.
Zuo Yi finally understood why Sun Qiang came to the martial arts hall to learn. Although Zuo Yi did not treat the little fatty as his real disciple, seeing him being bullied like this made him unhappy.
"You've been practicing well these past few days …"
Zuo Yi thought for a while and said, "I originally planned to teach you the second style of the Body Refining Technique, but now that you've encountered such a situation, I'll teach you a sword move first."
The little fatty looked a little silly on the outside, but he was not stupid. In fact, he was very diligent. Every morning and afternoon, he would practice the moves that Zuo Yi taught him in the martial arts hall. He had a persevering spirit.
For such a student, Zuo Yi was still willing to teach him some real things.
Sun Qiang was overjoyed. He immediately bowed and said, "Thank you, Teacher!"
The reason why he wanted to learn swordsmanship instead of martial arts was because it was easy to learn swordsmanship. It was not like martial arts, which required long-term training and tempering of the body. It was the fastest way to learn some self-defense skills.
The group of delinquents who were shaken off in the morning would definitely not give up, and he might not be so lucky every time. If he mastered the skills, he would not be afraid of them.
Zuo Yi waved his hand and walked to the front of the sword rack.
On the sword rack, there were more than a dozen standard wooden swords used for practice. The material used was cheap oak. There were also high-quality wooden swords, such as high-grade goods made of iron pear wood or iron birch wood.
But Tenhiro Budokan could not afford to use such high-quality swords. In fact, at least half of these ordinary oak swords were severely damaged and were almost scrapped.
From this, one could see the current predicament of the martial arts hall.
Zuo Yi picked out two wooden swords that were in good condition. He handed one to Sun Qiang and held it in his hand.
Holding the sword in his hand, he said solemnly, "The sword is a warrior's weapon. If you don't have the courage to draw the sword and fight, then don't learn swordsmanship, because the sword will become a coward's burden and weakness."
"Now I'll ask you again. Do you really want to learn swordsmanship?"
Under Zuo Yi's fierce gaze, Sun Qiang's legs trembled and he almost lost his balance. He had an impulse to turn around and run away.
But recalling his experience of being bullied again and again, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes!"
Zuo Yi nodded. "Very good. Then watch carefully."
He turned around and faced the sword puppet standing against the wall in front of him. He held the sword with both hands and raised it high.
An indescribable aura rose from Zuo Yi's body. In the blink of an eye, it enveloped the entire sword room, causing the air to freeze!
Sun Qiang involuntarily held his breath and tried to open his eyes wide.
"Chop!"
Accompanied by Zuo Yi's shout, the wooden sword in his hand suddenly slashed straight forward. The dark brown sword body broke through the barrier of the air like lightning, stirring up an invisible air blade.
In an instant, it hit the sword puppet a few steps away!
Puff!
The sword puppet, which was covered in thick and tough rubber skin, suddenly trembled, and a sword mark appeared on its chest.
At this time, Zuo Yi's wooden sword was still more than a meter away from the sword puppet!
Amazing!
Sun Qiang's mouth was wide open for a long time. He was stunned by Zuo Yi's sword.
He had seen many performances of swordsmanship masters on the Internet and TV. He felt that they were very powerful, but compared to Zuo Yi's demonstration, they were nothing.
At this moment, Sun Qiang couldn't understand at all. Why was there such a powerful swordsmanship instructor like Zuo Yi in Tenhiro Budokan, which looked like it was about to go bankrupt?
He knew that he had hit the jackpot!
However, Sun Qiang didn't know that Zuo Yi's sword didn't activate the sword momentum, nor did he infuse it with fighting energy. In terms of strength level, he didn't even use one ten-thousandth of his own strength.
Zuo Yi swept his sword back and gently patted Sun Qiang's shoulder, who was still in a daze, and asked, "Do you understand now?"
Sun Qiang came back to his senses and hurriedly nodded.
The next moment, he realized that something was wrong and quickly shook his head. He couldn't pretend to understand when he didn't!
"It doesn't matter."
Zuo Yi didn't take it seriously and said, "Now you will learn from me."
The swordsmanship that Zuo Yi taught to Sun Qiang was actually very simple. It was to raise the sword and slash directly without any changes. Basically, anyone could learn it.
But this "slash" could also contain the truth of swordsmanship and the mystery of swordsmanship. What Zuo Yi taught to Sun Qiang was only the basics, such as the method of swinging the sword.
It was enough for Sun Qiang to learn for a long time!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Soon, there was a whistling sound of the wooden sword breaking through the air in the sword room.
Under Zuo Yi's guidance, Sun Qiang practiced the "slash" over and over again on the sword puppet.
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