Chapter 25: Stab the Foot
After hearing what he said, Fang Ping turned to look at Lu Fengrou. Seeing Lu Fengrou also nodded. He said there was nothing wrong with what Zhang Haoran said.
At this time, Fang Ping was also furious in his heart, planning how to kill these old students.
Zhang Haoran felt a little funny when he saw Fang Ping's fierce expression. He went over and patted his shoulder to comfort him: "It's okay, don't you still have me, your senior brother? We'll see how many of them come then. If you want one person, you can only handle it by yourself.
If they If you want to fight, I can help you. Since they can cause trouble for Wang Jinyang, who has only taught you for a few days, then there is nothing wrong with me, my senior brother, helping my junior brother?"
Then he looked at Lu Fengrou: "Teacher, you'd better be there when the time comes. The battle on the field will be between me and Fang Ping. These people are so shameless, and they might have some extra tricks. It's up to you then. Go and hold the battle."
Lv Fengrou is also very domineering: "I don't care about the fight outside the ring. Do you really think that I, Lu Fengrou, is easy to bully? Remember, it's a life-and-death battle. , don’t hold back.”
Then Lu Fengrou changed the subject: “Zhao Xuemei, tempered 31 lower limb bones. Fang Ping has also tempered one lower limb bone. What's wrong with you?"
He let go of his Qi and blood: "Teacher, I have been concentrating on it for the past two days, and I feel that the Qi and blood are still rising. I will start tempering my bones when it stops rising."
In the past two days of setting up a stall, his blood has increased by two calories, and now it has 244 calories. Lu Fengrou also felt it and nodded without saying anything else.
Lu Fengrou continued: "What I want to teach you today is the art of killing the enemy. Basic boxing techniques and basic kicking techniques are the most basic fighting techniques. But what I want to teach you today is the more lethal kicking technique."
After speaking, Lu Fengrou gave a low drink. He raised his leg and kicked it on the solid wood pile next to him. There is a pair of holes on it when the feet are closed.
During this period, I only heard a slight pop.
Lu Fengrou said in a deep voice: "This is called kicking, and its lethality is much greater than the basic kicking technique. Concentrate it a little and then explode. Coupled with your tempered lower limb bones, the power is no less than that of firearms.
The key is to poke. Where? Of course, it's the temple, the throat, the heart. That's the purpose."
The conversation between the three of them just now had frightened Zhao Xuemei. The three of them were all talking about how to beat those old students to death in the ring.
But that’s just talk, the poking in the feet taught now seems to really kill someone.
So, Zhao Xuemei said weakly: "Teacher, if you hit the vital point, someone will die, right?"
The other three people glanced at her, she was really a junior sister. Lu Fengrou glared at her fiercely: "Nonsense! The combat method is created to kill people and fight.
Listen first, I will teach you how to gather strength, concentration, and explosive power. Basic moves and Consecutive moves."
After saying this, Lu Fengrou glanced at Fang Ping again: "Fang Ping, you'd better wear pointed-toe leather shoes when you go back. It's best to go to the logistics department to order a pair of alloy boots. Remember, when you go into the ring, there is no competition, only life and death. .
The same goes for you, Zhang Haoran. Although you know you have a trump card, you can't be careless at any time. The price of carelessness is death."
He nodded again and again: "Teacher. , I have already ordered the alloy boots. They should be ready in a few days."
Fang Ping looked at Zhang Haoran with resentment. You said that's it for alloy boots, why do you have to mention C-grade alloy?
At the same time, I also made up my mind to order a pair. Even if I couldn’t afford the C-level ones, I would still have to get a pair of D-level ones.
Lu Fengrou patiently explained to the three people the key points of poking the feet.
Zhang Haoran and Fang Ping, basically listening to it once is enough. Zhao Xuemei had to tell it two or three times before she could remember it.
Zhang Haoran, in particular, listened very carefully and regretted not bringing the badge. To be honest, he had only practiced basic martial arts before. Then there are the martial arts in the Nine Yin Manual.
This is the first time I have encountered the tactics. Fortunately, Zhang Haoran is also someone who has practiced two unique martial arts.
And poking the feet is a low-level tactic. It's relatively simple and can basically be learned in one go.
Soon, an hour passed. Zhang Haoran quickly grasped the key points because of his great leg skills. Tried a few kicks in the air. The more concentrated the power is, the smaller the sound of the kick becomes.
The sound of Zhang Haoran's kick in the air became smaller and smaller. It also means that his mastery of foot poking is getting deeper and deeper.
He was practicing here when suddenly there was a scream from beside him.
At the same time, I heard Lu Fengrou scolding: "Idiot! Wisdom is also very important for a warrior. A warrior without wisdom is a reckless man."
Zhang Haoran turned around and looked. It turned out that Fang Ping kicked the solid wooden pile. Now he is squatting on the ground and rubbing his feet.
Lu Fengrou continued: "See? This is the price of not having wisdom. He only had to temper his bones three times, otherwise his toes would be broken."
Fang Ping wanted to cry but couldn't. Tears: "Teacher, I just didn't expect it."
Lu Fengrou suddenly interrupted Fang Ping: "I didn't expect you to be dead on the battlefield. That's why I say wisdom is very important. Just temper it first. Let's refine the right foot bone. When your right foot bone is tempered, you can knock out a hole like me with one kick." Lu Fengrou watched the three people practice. Give advice from time to time. Correct some of their mistakes. Fang Ping and Zhang Haoran practiced well. Zhao Xuemei still has to go back and practice.
After the three of them finished practicing, Lu Fengrou threw out three more bottles of Qi and Blood Pills: "There are benefits to being my student. As long as you practice hard, don't worry about the consumption of Qi and Blood. Ask me for them after you finish eating the Qi and Blood Pills. Of course, the premise is You must make progress, my energy and blood are not in vain."
After saying that, Lu Fengrou left. At this time, Zhao Xuemei said very depressedly: "Am I too stupid?"
Fang Ping comforted: "It's not stupid. You have to know that people are different. Some people are smarter."
Before Fang Ping finished speaking, Zhao Xuemei glared at Fang Ping and said, "Just wait and see, I will master it soon."
After saying that, he turned around and left. Gone.
Fang Ping said innocently: "I'm really comforting her. Why doesn't this woman appreciate it?"
Zhang Haoran looked at Fang Ping speechlessly and said: "Are you sure you meant it as comfort, not contempt. After all, she is our junior sister. Let’s save some face for her next time.”
After saying that, Zhang Haoran turned and left. He was still pondering in his mind what Lu Fengrou explained about cohesion, cohesion and violence.
From this point of view, the difference between warfare and general martial arts is not small. It is not as complicated as martial arts and has so many moves.
The emphasis of the tactics is to concentrate on one point and kill with one blow.
Although there are also basic moves and combos. But what's more important is how to gather strength and how to explode. There are no routines in martial arts at all.
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