Chapter 121 Uuchi Furnace, Military Conquest Strategy
Lao Liang raised his eyelids and put down the Beicang Dajiao he had just picked up, without letting go of his hand, holding the mouth of the bottle.
Nanhuang Gym?
Steal someone from me?
Wisps of murderous intent swirled in his heart, and his sense of energy was like a bolt of lightning, locking the figure outside the door through the partition wall.
"What a terrible anger!"
Ren You, who was standing in the long corridor, was shaken, as if a cold electric shock had hit him. He felt as if he was being stared at by a prehistoric beast with its vertical pupils open. He felt inexplicably frightened and frightened by being exposed to the being at the top of the food chain.
Fortunately, he is also a full-time martial artist, his will is firm and will not be disturbed, and his energy is also released outwards.
It was like a ball of scorching molten lava that erupted suddenly, pushing away the violent Qi that was trying to arrest him.
The atmosphere suddenly exploded with a muffled sound, causing ripples visible to the naked eye.
The two invisible forces are like bulls competing, their horns colliding, and neither one is willing to give in.
"It's all my fault, Teacher, for asking me to say such outrageous things. To be a disciple of Nanhuang Gym, one must be arrogant and overbearing."
Ren You secretly complained in his heart that he was one of the few disciples who could learn the true traditional martial arts from his teacher.
But his talent is mediocre, and he can reach the professional level when he is over thirty, and has never won the title of martial artist.
His qi machine was like a flaming cloud, with a relatively strong momentum, but it was a little empty inside and had not gathered together.
Facing Lao Liang's vicious and unpredictable aura, which was like a giant python strangling him, he seemed to be in a dilemma and quickly fell into a disadvantage.
"I usually ask you to work hard, but you have to be cunning! Even a half-invalid person can't fight, alas! How can you take my Nanhuang Gym!"
The white-haired old man sitting in the wheelchair downstairs sighed heavily, raised his lowered eyelids, and his dim eyes suddenly flashed.
Ren You stumbled forward two steps as if he had been kicked in the back. The hot and majestic breath jumped out like the blazing sun, pushing him forward.
The hot Qi machine that had been wasted away by layers suddenly increased more than ten times in an instant, forcing Lao Liang's Qi machine back, and even gained the upper hand and attacked him without mercy!
"He's a master!"
Lao Liang suffered a small loss, and his hand holding the mouth of the bottle tightened unconsciously, making a "click" sound.
The veins under his skin bounced violently, and the horrific images hidden in his heart were about to break free again.
"Master Liang. The voice outside the door sounds familiar. I may recognize him."
Qin Shi happened to stand up, but the ferocity that Lao Liang had suppressed in his heart had not been fully aroused.
The former opened the door and saw Ren You, and couldn't help but said in surprise:
"Teacher Ren, why are you here?"
"Tai'an is a land of outstanding people and a treasure of geomantic omen. Once you come here, you don't want to leave, and after you leave, you want to come back again."
Ren You said with a smile, he has thick eyebrows, big eyes, a straight nose and a broad mouth, he looks like a simple and honest man.
It is really difficult to meet the teacher's requirements, which highlights the domineering and willful nature of Nanhuang Gymnasium.
"Teacher Ren is specifically looking for me?"
Qin Shi was puzzled because he seemed to have an acquaintance with this Central City martial arts association member.
Judging from the tone of the other party's speech just now, he is actually a disciple of the legendary Nanhuang Gym?
"Although Qin does not meet the requirements of my teacher, he is talented and outstanding. He is a rare young hero of the Hengzhou Wushu Association. I am naturally interested."
Ren You carried the lines he had written in advance:
"Classmate Qin may not know that the Nanhuang Gymnasium has moved to Tai'an. It has reached an agreement with the Department of Education and plans to locate in the eastern suburbs of Dangyang."
ah?
Qin Shi had a big question mark in his head.
This news conveys a strong sense of absurdity and bizarreness.
What kind of place is Nanhuang Gym?
Hengzhou's first martial arts holy land, the last stand of the local old martial arts sect.
Just move all the way to Tai'an, why not build in Jiuchang Street?
It sounds like a well-known car company is planning to open a factory and park in the urban-rural fringe area.
"The eastern suburbs of Dangyang are very suitable for the old martial arts to take root and sprout. Tai'an is too prosperous and everything is moving closer to the central city, which makes people confused and difficult to concentrate on practicing.
Your place has a high level of electronic blockade and Internet applications are not widespread, making it a suitable place to stay without being disturbed. ”
Ren You's expression was serious, but he didn't show any flaws.
I have been to Jiuchang Street. The children there are very pure?
Qin Shi scratched his head, Teacher Ren, do you also like to play football?
"Is that martial arts master inside your apprenticeship master?"
Ren You changed the subject. He was indeed here with his teacher today to inspect the gym and build a location.
Because the eastern suburbs of Dangyang are catching up with urban renewal, a large number of shanty towns will be demolished.
Not to mention the Nanhuang Gymnasium, even a piece of land to build a gymnasium and a stadium can be obtained.
Qin Shi nodded and said:
"That's right, I studied under Master Liang."
Ren You sighed, this good seedling actually had an owner.
According to the teacher's temper, he must secretly loosen the soil and dig out the walls.
But taking someone's mantle is no different from taking someone's wife.
When conflicts arise, it's time to take action.
This is how the reputation of Nanhuang Gymnasium was ruined.
"Can you let me in and meet him?"
Ren You was quite polite. After a secret battle with Qi, he found that the martial artist in the dormitory, not to mention his vitality, was definitely not weak in terms of strength.
The unintentional bloody killing, the vicious and sinister aura of coldness, was like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, pressing towards him, it was very terrifying.
In today's Eastern Xia, the place where martial arts masters' minds can be forged through blood and fire is none other than Huaizhou and Shuozhou on the edge of the Milky Way, where the battle group serves.
Among them, the sixteen base cities are the must-go places for every "first soldier" who is selected into the battle group.
This person probably has some experience in the military.
"Master Liang, Teacher Ren from Nanhuang Gym, would like to have a chat with you."
Qin Shi did not agree rashly, but turned to ask Lao Liang.
"Okay."
Lao Liang carried the wine bottle and put it under the table so that he could use it as a handy weapon later.
The man outside the house doesn't look like a kind person.
Qin Shi stepped aside and Ren You entered, with a trace of surprise in his eyes.
The simple and plain dormitory room and the ordinary image of Lao Liang surprised him.
Such a master actually lives here?
"When I'm young, go downstairs and buy a pack of cigarettes."
Lao Liang ate the fried peanuts, which were crunchy and crunchy.
"Oh."
Qin Shi responded and said before going out:
"Um, does Master Liang smoke a strong one or a light one?"
Lao Liang waved his hand:
"You take your pick."
Qin Shi smiled and said:
"Then be gentle. It can suppress the fire and won't hurt your lungs."
Lao Liang touched the wine bottle with his palm, then nodded:
"It's done."
Alas, it is not good for a disciple to be too clever.
Before he even made a move, his intentions were seen through.
Qin Shi closed the door and thought:
"If Lao Liang opened the head of Teacher Ren from Nanhuang Gym, can I say that I did it myself and use the temporary inspection certificate to cover up the past? Otherwise, if he is a physical education teacher and beats people for no reason, I will definitely call the inspectors to arrest him. Cross-examination.”
Alas, it is not good for the master to be too hot-tempered.
If you get into trouble, you have to wipe the butt of your apprentice.
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"Nanhuang Gym? Who is your master?" Lao Liang pinched the peanuts, rubbed off the outer skin with his fingertips, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it.
"Teacher Liang, have you ever heard of a tutor?"
Ren You was shocked. This physical education teacher named Liang Zhengxiong actually knew the biggest taboo in the life of the master of Nanhuang Gym.
I don’t like being called by my first name!
Very understanding!
"I have also participated in the Stars Cup. Of course, I am at the level of the top 100. I am far away from senior Zhang... and I am the type whose back you cannot see."
Lao Liang nodded lightly.
"The Top 100 are already heroes among men."
Ren You smiled bitterly.
This teacher Liang is probably not participating in the youth group, but the youth group.
Without the age limit of the former, and with a looser selection range, the fighting will only become more intense.
After all, not everyone succeeds as a teenager and rises to great heights.
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Why is Qi Wuxiang known as the Demon King? This is because he is invincible when he is young and invincible when he is young. When he is old, he is still invincible among his peers and dominates every generation.
This kind of almost mythical and legendary deeds is difficult for anyone who comes after us to achieve it.
"Nanhuang Martial Arts School is interested in Shi?"
Lao Liang sipped his wine and had no intention of pouring a glass for Ren You.
In the old martial arts sect, it is not uncommon for the two sides to compete for apprentices.
Since ancient times, it has been difficult to worship a famous teacher, and it is equally difficult to accept the mantle.
In the martial arts world of the old era, many seniors who were famous were all because of the true disciples who had never met each other. On their deathbed, they said "not to pass on, not to pass on" and brought their skills into the coffin.
"My teacher has a very high vision and has spent his whole life dreaming of meeting someone who can be as good as He Lanchan. As far as classmate Qin is concerned, except that his hair is not white, he is basically like the reincarnation of a young stone Buddha."
Ren You said sincerely.
He Lanchan's young white-haired demeanor is still imitated by many juniors of the new martial arts sect.
I like to dye my hair white and wear robes.
"You want me to give up my love? Give it to you Nanhuang Martial Arts School? Although Hong Sheng's brand is not loud, it is not dead after all. There is still an incompetent guy like me."
Lao Liang raised his eyebrows, drank the wine in his glass, and said crisply:
"You are no match for me. Otherwise, how about inviting Senior Zhang out, beating me to death, and taking him away as my disciple? The "Secret Book of Yunei Oven" from Nanhuang Martial Arts School is so popular that I would like to ask for advice."
Ren You suddenly became speechless. If this was really the case, let alone whether Qin would be willing to accept Nanhuang Martial Arts School again, the teacher's already small reputation would probably be completely ruined.
After all, using the big to bully the small, killing masters and seizing disciples will be disgraceful wherever it spreads.
In ancient times when there were no taboos, this would also be considered a "magic act."
In the dormitory, the atmosphere solidified again.
When Ren You was at a loss, a sound like a loud bell suddenly burst into the room.
It was as if a strong wind was carrying a huge boulder, exuding a fierce momentum that shook the dishes and chopsticks on the table.
"I don't know what crime you have committed to deserve the punishment of twelve forbidden nails.
This thing hurts your essence, just like punching a hole in your internal organs, causing a serious loss of vitality and causing a severe decline in your physical fitness.
How about I help you pull them out one by one as a price for accepting Qin as a closed disciple? ”
Twelve forbidden-level fire nails?
Ren You almost shouted in surprise.
This is too appalling!
The so-called fiery nail is an implant.
Through a method similar to surgery, the limbs, spine, brain and heart of the human body are penetrated.
Initially, during the turbulent times, Dong Xia specially formed a cannon fodder army for the exiled people, and designed an inhumane way to increase their combat power.
It can offset pain to a certain extent, and promotes the concentration of vitality by cruel means of stimulating the human body at all times.
Later, the establishment of the Eastern Xia Republic of China abolished it, but some war groups chose to use the implantation of burning nails as a punishment to deal with "betrayers" who committed heinous crimes.
Twelve, representing Liang Zhengxiong’s limbs, spine, and heart, may have been implanted with torture nails.
The forbidden level is the one with the highest specifications.
It means that it is enough to suppress the professional-level martial arts experts, also known as the so-called "general-level" experts.
"I voluntarily accepted the implantation of the crucifixion."
Lao Liang gave an answer that shocked everyone.
Now even the white-haired old man who was transmitting the message from the air was silent.
"With such a heart and will, you definitely have a chance to take the step of becoming a king. General rank is not your end."
The white-haired old man was very sorry. He knew that the war regiment was rich in strong men, but the heroes who could truly become kings and commanders of the regiment were still rare.
"Senior Zhang, what do you think? Do you want to consider letting me see your famous "Unei Baking Furnace Secret Code", which is famous in Xinghai? I would be happy to die under this perfect ancient martial arts inheritance."
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Lao Liang was very indifferent and didn't seem to take his life seriously.
"That's all. It's time for you to rise to greatness. I have also heard of your master Lei Hongsheng. He is considered an old-timer and deserves respect.
Just treat it as fate! Anyway, if I single out the losers in this life, it’s not a shame, just admit it! ”
The voice of the white-haired old man was lonely, as if he was losing interest.
He claims to have unparalleled power, so what can he do if Yu Nei Wushuang is unparalleled?
Just like the elders of the old era, they took their skills to the coffin and buried themselves in hatred.
"Senior Zhang... I heard from others that your "Unei Baking Furnace Secret Book" can repair and make up for all innate and acquired injuries, ensuring that after being promoted to the professional level, the body will be promoted to 100%. Is it true?" < br>
Lao Liang seemed curious and asked proactively.
"I'm not bragging. The ten great inheritances of the old martial arts, excluding Yan Haishan, Ning Yuanhai and other martial gods who have reached the end of their journey. They are He Lanchan's "Void Meditation Method", Qi Wuxiang's "Sun, Moon, Luo, Tian, and Ten Thousand Gods" "The Mantra" is not as good as my "Unei Baking Furnace Secret Book" in terms of martial arts cultivation. ”
The white-haired old man responded proudly.
"Senior, do you regard me as a candidate for closing disciples?"
Lao Liang asked again.
"Of course. I have already accepted nine disciples. If I can't find a suitable root, I will give up completely."
The white-haired old man sighed, feeling that his luck was too bad. He had searched several administrative planets and still could not find a good seedling that he liked.
"If, senior, you are willing to swear to teach the "Secret Manual of Yunei Oven" with all your heart, I can persuade him to take over the mantle of Nanhuang Gym."
Lao Liang closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then opened them and said.
"Are you willing?"
The white-haired old man was surprised.
Frankly speaking, in terms of talent, this son of the Qin Dynasty was not unique in the world.
But he is very comprehensive in all aspects and has no shortcomings. He is an excellent choice for building a power body!
It can be said that it is a natural fit for the ultimate inheritance of Nanhuang Daoguan.
"To be honest, I have been hesitating. Hong Sheng's Hundred Phases Refining Technique is a water-milling method. It will not show its power in three to five years. He Lanchan only showed his power in the later stages of practice.
Apart from that, I only know one thing, "The Art of War" which I learned in the military. From my personal understanding, the life field formed by "The Art of War" can be described as the strongest. I think it’s perfect for hours! ”
The white-haired old man understood immediately and said with a deep brow:
"It turns out that you are from the Fourth Battle Group... The "Military Conquest Strategy" created by Qin Shuai is indeed the most simple, but its disadvantages are the loss of potential, accumulation of injuries, and almost no success in building a successful body. It is exactly what "Yunai Heng" is needed. Furnace Secret Book" reconciliation. You have good intentions."
Lao Liang lowered his head and smiled, touching the lame leg:
"I don't have much ability, I can't exchange resources, and I can't help him. If he wants to go far, the road will be very bumpy.
I would feel at ease if I had some guidance and blessing from a contemporary master like my senior. ”
The white-haired old man felt the same way. The inheritance of old martial arts is not easy. A line of blood continues like a fire. If you don't pay attention, it may go out.
"Sure! I've always been taught how to do things by the world in my life, but I don't want to be taught, so I insist on walking in the opposite direction! He Lanchan can't walk the road, but I may not be able to do it!"
The white-haired old man was full of high spirits, even though he looked old and decayed.
Qin Shi, who was coming back from buying cigarettes downstairs, saw the old man in a wheelchair twitching all over. He thought he was suffering from epilepsy, so he quickly pushed him and ran away:
"Uncle! There is a clinic nearby. You can bite something and endure it..."
(End of chapter)