Chapter 180: The knife skills are also good
The breakfast at Fanyin Temple is neither good nor bad, just some rice porridge.
After breakfast, Fu Qingzhou followed the shouts coming from not far away and found the martial arts arena.
Looking from a distance, the monks and lay disciples are divided into two parts.
The monks who have been ordained and become monks are on a large platform far away. They all have exquisite movements and skillful moves. They all obviously have some skills.
The lay disciples were obviously much worse here. They were wielding weapons under the guidance of Fa Jing and a few other monks. All of them had the strength of the four realms, but their moves were obviously very crude.
Fa Jing saw Fu Qingzhou from a distance and waved to him.
Fu Qingzhou approached and smiled: "Senior Brother Fajing."
"Have you met the abbot?"
Fajing smiled very kindly: "I Remember last night you said you were good with a knife, right?”
Fu Qingzhou smiled and said: "As a pig butcher, I know how to use a knife. I dare not say that I am good at it."
After that, he turned his eyes to the monks practicing on the other side, showing an envious look: "Compared with them, it's far behind."
"Hahaha, those brothers and sisters have been practicing Kung Fu for many years, you don't want to become fat in one bite!"
Fa Jing laughed and said: "I brought you your knife. Let me show you how to use it first!"
As he said this, he waved his hand.
Soon, the unedged knife was handed to Fu Qingzhou's hand. He weighed the knife and waved it twice in the air.
He doesn't know how to use a knife...
But it just so happens that an ordinary butcher shouldn't know how to use a knife.
So he pretended to be in a posture and waved the knife with all his strength.
The iron knife sliced through the air, making a roaring sound.
But anyone who has practiced it can tell at a glance that Fu Qingzhou's sword dance...has no rules.
A chop is a chop, a chop is a chop. There is no connection between moves and moves, let alone defense. It is just output blindly, with flaws everywhere.
"Okay, okay."
Fa Jing stopped him funny: "Stop dancing...you have never practiced swordsmanship at all?"
Fu Qingzhou He scratched his head in embarrassment: "I have done some boxing and kicking, but this is my first time holding a big sword seriously."
Not far away, several lay disciples who had been educated by him last night, including Xiao Huang, quietly watched this scene, exchanged meaningful glances with each other, and all of them smiled maliciously.
"Okay, come on, I happen to know how to use swordsmanship, so you can learn some from me."
Fa Jing said: "Lay the foundation first."
Fu Qingzhou responded, raised his knife and followed.
Fa Jing himself also got a knife from the weapon rack and said: "The sword technique I practice is also popular. It is taught in many martial arts schools in the Central Plains, but there are many people who learn it, which also proves that this sword technique is easy to learn. Easy to use, perfect for laying the foundation. ”
"This sword technique is called...Mountain-Zhanping Dao!"
After saying that, the fat monk's eyes gleamed, he jumped into the field, raised the knife over his head, and shouted: "The first movement , splitting the mountain and cutting the waves!"
With a roar, the broadsword slashed into the wind. Before the sword's power was exhausted, he took another step forward, flipped the sword with his wrist and returned to the top of his head, and struck again!
In this way, the sword was shining brightly and the wind was whistling, attracting cheers from all the lay disciples on the sidelines.
Fu Qingzhou stood on the sidelines and watched, his eyes slightly bright.
Even though Monk Fajing is as fat as a ball, he does have some skills in swordsmanship and kung fu.
This so-called Shanzan Dao is just as he said, it is indeed easy to learn and use.
There is nothing particularly complicated in this set of sword techniques. As long as you combine the footwork and technique well, even ordinary people with no foundation can perform silky smooth combos after practicing for a while.
Furthermore, this sword technique can be considered as a combination of offense and defense, and the power of the sword is wave after wave. If you really encounter someone with infinite strength and have practiced this sword technique to the realm of transformation, even if there is a master of the same realm. I had to deal with it solemnly.
“It seems that practicing sword skills is really good, right?”
Fu Qingzhou thought to himself: "I used to use bows and arrows and short knives when hunting in the mountains. Now I am proficient in using bows and arrows, but the skills are overwhelming..." "If we encounter a perverted melee warrior like Wu Yan again, It’s not bad to know some serious sword skills.”
While thinking, Fa Jing has practiced the first move of splitting mountains and waves three times.
"Okay, Zhou Qing, can you see clearly? Come and try!"
He shouted.
Fu Qingzhou responded and stepped forward with his knife.
He can actually master this sword technique after seeing it once... There is nothing complicated about it at all.
But as a butcher, naturally he cannot practice immediately. This kind of talent is quite unnatural among the lay disciples of Fanyin Temple.
So he stepped forward and drew his sword, and the first blow was like a tiger's wind!
For the second knife, the wrist turned slightly late, and the timing of the knife and the timing of stepping were slightly wrong.
For the third time, no matter how late it was to turn the knife over, the man had already stepped out and the knife was still turning over. As a result, he hit his own leg. He groaned in pain and the knife slipped from his hand.
"Hahaha, it's okay, the first drill is normal!"
As a senior brother, Fa Jing is quite kind, and laughed and said: "Just practice more!"
Fu Qingzhou picked up the knife and smiled.
There were about two hours of practice time in the morning. Fajing was very kind to him and was always by his side giving guidance. It took him more than an hour to "reluctantly" teach him all five sword techniques of Shanshan Sword.
Fu Qingzhou was also a bit clumsy, and he practiced each style five or eight times before "barely" mastering it. However, despite this, Fa Jing was extremely satisfied and admired.
"You boy, you are quite talented."
He patted Fu Qingzhou on the shoulder and said: "You have mastered the mountain-cutting sword in an hour. Although it still needs to be polished carefully, it is very good. . ”
“Brother Qing is awesome!”
At this moment, a lay disciple came over and said flatteringly: “You have mastered the mountain-cutting sword so quickly, and you are much better than us. ”
Fu Qingzhou didn't quite remember this person, but he was impressed by his voice.
Before going to bed last night, he seemed to be one of the people who quietly talked to Xiao Huang outside...
After this person spoke, Xiao Huang also came over, with the same flattering look on his face. : "Brother Qing is so powerful. Do you want the younger brothers to help you practice in practice? So that I can help you consolidate your foundation?"
Fa Jing was surprised: "Huang Ergou, what are you doing?"
It turns out that Xiao Huang’s original name was Huang Ergou...
Huang Ergou smiled sheepishly: "Isn't this last night? Brother Qing and I didn't get to know each other without fighting."
Fa Jing's eyes when he looked at Fu Qingzhou immediately changed: "Boy, that's okay. You subdued the yellow two dogs in one night?"
Fu Qingzhou said with a smile: "Is it very powerful? That's not necessarily true... I want to practice in actual combat, okay. Which one of you will come to practice with me first? "
"I'll do it."
The disciple who was the first to praise him stood up, holding an eyebrow-level wooden stick in his hand: "Brother Qing, please give me some advice. ”
After saying that, he stamped his foot on the ground and made a beautiful posture with the wooden stick whistling.
Fu Qingzhou swung the knife.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that at least half of the lay disciples around him, including Huang Ergou... were slowly approaching, surrounding the two of them.
Fa Jing squinted his eyes slightly and immediately understood something, but did not speak. He just grinned, backed away with his hands behind his back, and exited the circle.
“Okay.”
Fu Qingzhou smiled and said: "If you get hurt, don't blame me."
Thanks to the book friend Silent Hill of Guangming Island for rewarding the leader! Today I’ll add another chapter for the leader!
(End of this chapter)