The next day, in the afternoon, there was a messy training ground all over the ground.

Huai Shi squatted on the ground, looking down at the weapons piled up all over the ground, feeling dazzled.

"What is this?"

Huai Shi picked up half of the steel statue that looked like a human figure, and a human face vaguely broke out from behind.

"Oh, that's a sublimator who is obsessed with martial arts. He feels that all martial arts are invincible. He created a one-legged bronze man to challenge the heroes, but I pressed it to the bronze man and beat him to death... It took a long time to clean up, and it was all gone."

Mr. Luo picked up the handkerchief and wiped the dust on the human face. He could vaguely see the terrified expression on it, which made the old man's expression more and more refreshing: "That guy named Sanwen cannot beat him, but he said nicely. If he hadn't been beaten to death at the beginning, he could still say a few beautiful words to listen to him after staying."

"What about this?"

Huai Shi turned his hand and picked up a chain. There was a thick holy book hanging on the chain, with four corners wrapped in steel, which was so heavy that it was almost a meteor hammer.

"This is what I met a missionary at the border and picked it up after being beaten to death."

"Where is this?"

Huai Shi was confused and picked up a half-broken model, which seemed to be a roller with blood on it.

Mr. Luo raised his eyes and looked at it, "Oh, that was when I was young. When I passed by the big library, I met a few guys who didn't read books well and kept talking and stinging all day long. He also asked me if I knew anything about weapons. I picked up something casually and beat them all to death."

As he said that, he rubbed the egg white powder and added it to the egg white powder, and sighed leisurely: "Since then, no one dared to ask me what I didn't know anymore. I really miss it."

Huai Shi was stunned: "I have to learn all this?"

"Can you finish learning?"

Mr. Luo sneered and asked back: "Besides, do you need to work hard on these toys?"

He knew Huai Shi's abilities very well.

If you are talented, you can say that you are a hero. If you work hard, you can still choose one in a hundred, and you won’t be very outstanding.

But there is one thing that is good. Weird thinking and ideas are emerging one after another. He can actually find out the skills of swordsmanship and performance out of nothing. The shortcomings of talent can be supplemented.

The next day is expected.

But the most important thing is understanding, but a fatal deficiency.

It’s not that he is not suitable for this bowl of rice. Ninety-nine percent of people in this world do not need to have such mysterious understanding of things, and they do not use talent.

Nowadays, the division of labor has been so detailed, so there is no need for one person to take the lead and make all the things round.

All that is required after the distribution is the water grinding time.

With the current speed of Huai Shi, it will be able to tie the same position as myself ten years ago in about 40 years?

But if you want to take it one step further, it is impossible.

But taking it one step further means nothing to him.

For him, it's enough.

This is the most not a problem for the old muscle man. If you don’t talk about anything else, if you just have some skills you can understand by thinking about it, it’s enough.

As he said that, the old man put down the teapot, picked up an iron whip from the ground, waved it twice, causing waves of thunder that broke through the air, and all the weapons were buzzing and vibrating.

"Oh! Resonance, awesome!"

Huai Shi clapped her hands calmly and successfully destroyed the way Wanbing worshipped her, making Lao Luo unable to help but want to kill the bastard with a whip.

Seeing that the old man had a bad expression, Huai Shi hurriedly shut up and didn't dare to speak anymore.

"You have mastered the basic posture and rhythm changes. It can be said that you can learn everything next. What I can do is just speed up your adaptation process."

As he said that, after the old man demonstrated several common offensive and defensive postures to Huai Shi, he picked it up casually, changed out another short knife, and scratched it a few times to show Huai Shi the tricks and essence.

The two are almost in the opposite direction.

But in his hands, there is no harmony and unity.

Immediately afterwards, the old man changed his eight-way sword, spear, sickle, double sword, flail and other weapons. He practiced each one with a simple taste, which was simple and straightforward, allowing Huai Shi to clearly see the same parts of the changes.

"Did you see it?"

Mr. Luo casually threw a round shield beside him, grabbed a short gun and waved it casually, and turned around and said, "There are so many weapons in this world, but in the final analysis, there are only so many ways to use it. Even if there are so many strange tricks and strange tricks, these things themselves have no practical value.

If you distinguish between distance, you can divide it into length, medium and short. If you distinguish between weight, you will have slight and heavy and moderate. If you distinguish between style, you will be even simpler. Offense, defense, and even sneak attacks and strong attacks... If you want to expand it in detail, you can say about a few thousand words, but on the other hand, aren't the really useful ones only a few thousand words?

The others are nothing more than a combination of several techniques, including addition, subtraction, multiplication and division."

When Huai Shi heard that Mr. Luo had a summary of the professor, who vaguely understood something, he was immediately overjoyed: "I want to learn this?"

This is so awesome.

Once you learn this, there will be no weapons in the world that you cannot use.

"No, I don't teach these things, I'll leave them to you. I want to learn from you and think about it yourself."

Mr. Luo poured cold water over and said, "Time is short. Since we want to seek results with utilitarianism, we can naturally ignore it... I don't teach you everything you can learn by yourself.

The key to the house has been given to you. I said so much, and I just took you to recognize the door... This is all the teacher can do. I only charge you so much money. Do you still have to learn the old master of the Chinese teaching and teach you hundreds of years of skills and give you another daughter?"

That's not bad.

Huai Shi really wanted to say this, but he wouldn't dare to say this in front of the old man if he gave him hundreds of courage.

Instead, he looked sincere and upright. Old man, you are thinking too much. I, Huai Shi, just want to worry about women every day.

If this old man was so anxious, he would probably not have survived to attend get out of class.

But Luo Xian, who was knitting a sweater next to her, heard this, and then pulled her hair up and supported her chin with her elbows, and burst into flames with a smile: "I don't mind coming, it depends on whether you can give up your father."

Huai Shi was frightened, but the old man just glanced at her and shook his head slowly: "You are still young, so let's say such things that don't want your father after a few years."

Luo Xian shook her head and looked at Huai Shi with a smile, "Father is teasing you, don't be afraid."

Huai Shi smiled stiffly.

Until now, I have not woken up from the terrifying chill of the premonition of death. I just saw the old man and felt that he was almost dead.

Can't move.

If this is a joke, he can pick up the knife on the ground and swallow it whole.

Seeing Mr. Luo turn towards him with a simple smile, he quickly squeezed out a flattering smile, which was very flattering. Mr. Luo turned his cowardly look and shook his head disdainfully:

"What a pity. If you agreed just now, I might think about it seriously."

Haha, consider using which thing on the ground to hammer me to death!

Huai Shi's expression twitched for a moment, and he let him pretend to be hypocritical. After the old man finished singing the show, he spoke, "What exactly do you pay for today?"

"Tell you something to put in the bottom of the box."

Mr. Luo said calmly: "Since the students who have gone out here have to give you some unique skills before the end of the school, so as to avoid others saying that I am stingy. However, you are more difficult than others, and I have never guessed what to teach you."

Huai Shi was stunned and looked generous: "Just teach me whatever you want!"

Anyway, the church can't rely on anything. Just looking at the entry-level drummer and Yu Bu, you can tell how many treasures this old man has. Since he can be said to be a bottom, he will naturally not be an ordinary person.

"Come on."

Mr. Luo glanced at Huai Shi and sneered, but didn't say much.

He had said a long time ago that this guy Huai Shi has no character. It is not that he does not work hard or work hard, but that this guy's mind is not pure. You can tell just by looking at his sword skills.

There are axes, short swords and long spears... Not to mention the various guns that he played more smoothly.

It's simply complicated.

In the better part, it is called learning from others' strengths, but if you don't do it well, you just don't learn anything. You think I want everything, but in fact, it's not impossible to lose any one.

There are more and less, I don't care.

Just have it, just forget it if you don’t.

On the surface, he is very smart and brave, but he can just say it in his bones.

I have many unique skills in my hands, but rather than practicing half a bucket of water for this guy to go out and sway, it is better to teach something else.

But what to teach is a bad idea that the old man was very worried.

If the old man hadn't looked at him a few times yesterday's performance and was sure that he was not a rotten wood that could not be carved, this class would have been gone today.

Those who are capable learn more and use more are called learning from others' strengths. Those who are incompetent can only be called a bear to break corn.

If you don’t have that talent, why are you filling your big nose?

Huai Shi has now handed in a full-score book, which made the old man admit his ability - since he can't be "specialized", he can occupy a word "many".

"After all, weapons are just tools. If you really use them well, one piece is enough. You don't need to be as fancy as you do. But since you like fancy words, there is no way."

Mr. Luo said slowly: "I know you have learned the multi-sword flow of Theravada tantra, but that is meaningless to other sublimators, and it will be like that after you get to the end.

Besides, even if he was covered in hands and became a Thousand-Handed Guanyin, wouldn’t he have to cut people like that in the end?

Ask me, three arms and four arms are unnecessary and burdensome, one arm is a little less, and two arms are just right."

In front of Huai Shi, he picked up a spear, a one-handed axe, and a short knife from the ground, and just made up some of the most commonly used tools Huai Shi usually used.

Finally, I thought about it and pulled another rope over.
To be continued...