The show presented by the senior brothers and sisters was even more exciting. Lao Gui agreed to the suggestion of combining the two programs together. On one side was the flying knife skill performed by the eldest brother with the cooperation of the fifth brother Liu Baoer, and on the other side was the bowl-to-top skill performed by the two sisters Gan He and Gan Lian. The two programs were interspersed, exciting and climaxed.

There was no applause at the scene, but only exclamations. Finally, the two sisters Ganhe and Ganlian began to collect the bowls, and the eldest brother also put away the flying knife, as if they were waiting for the two sisters Ganhe and Ganlian to leave the curtains to the audience together.

The two sisters Gan He and Gan Lian suddenly threw a bowl in their hands into the air. The senior brother, who was five steps away, bent his legs and twisted his waist, waved his wrists, and two cold lights went straight to the two bowls flying in the air. Two crisp sounds, the bowl was shattered by a flying knife and scattered on the backstage, and the remaining momentum of the flying knife was not diminished, and he was nailed to the pillars and beams of the rehearsal room in a "pop".

This move completely shocked Anderson and his two assistants.

After a moment of shock, little Anderson reacted. He first slapped his face, and then praised him: "This is the real flying knife, the real ancient and mysterious oriental kung fu. If it weren't for the real testimony, I would even suspect that my eyes deceived me. Mr. Lao Gui, I am proud that you have such a student."

In addition to being shocked, Anderson did not lose his mind. After praising him, he still raised his own question to the old ghost: "But, I don't know if this last knife contains luck? In other words, what is the success rate of the performer?"

The old ghost smiled and said, "I think you must want to hear the performer's answer at this time."

Anderson little turned his attention to Zhao Daxin.

Zhao Daxin gave a fist-clamping ceremony and said, "Nothing is wrong!"

But seeing that little Anderson still had doubts, the old ghost explained: "My eldest disciple's flying knife skills were fed one by one by one by one. The stones I threw out were much smaller than the bowl on this platform, so what my eldest disciple said was foolproof is not a false statement. If Mr. Anderson has doubts, he can test it."

Little Anderson took out a fifty-cent coin from his pocket, took it in his hand and gestured to the old ghost, and asked, "Mr. Lao Gui, when you trained your apprentice, did the stones you used to use as big as this?"

In terms of diameter, the two are not much different, but the stone is a body and a coin is a surface. It is much more difficult to shoot a stone with a flying knife than a coin. The old ghost was about to explain to Anderson little, but he heard Zhao Daxin say loudly: "Mr. Anderson, I suggest you change to a smaller coin, for example, ten cents."

Anderson shrugged his shoulders and joked with a smile: "Are you worried that you would shoot my coin and you can't afford it? Don't worry, your master's salary is very high, and I will deduct it directly from his salary, so you don't have to pay."

After teasing, Anderson took off his coat, prepared to throw a coin, and said, "Are you ready? I throw it three times, and if I can shoot it once, you will win."

Anderson was very cunning and before he finished speaking, he threw away the coin in his hand.

Zhao Daxin seemed very relaxed. When the rising momentum of the coin was exhausted and about to fall, Zhao Daxin suddenly took action. A cold light flashed, and only a "ding" sound was heard. There was no trace of the coin in the air.

Little Anderson stood there, half open his mouth, motionless.

"Mr. Anderson, you have lost my salary fifty cents." The old ghost looked calm and laughed and joked with little Anderson.

Anderson's expression was extremely exaggerated, and he shook his head slowly and said, "No, I can only say that you lost forty cents more. I mean, whether it is fifty cents or ten cents, it is a wrong decision. If time can go back, I think I will never make such a stupid decision again."

Zhao Daxin said: "Mr. Anderson, are you planning to finish the remaining two times?"

Little Anderson covered his forehead and said, "Oh my God, are you kidding me? Well, I got this show, I'd be laughing at you, ten times, a hundred times, every day, every minute, can. Oh, my God, you know how much I like this guy."

Anderson Jr. made extremely high comments on these two shows, but whether they can be selected for the four Broadway performances, Anderson Jr. just used vague words such as hopeful and serious consideration to make excuses.

This is a habit of foreigners. They will not say anything until they make the final decision, but judging from Anderson's performance in childhood, these two programs can be basically confirmed to be selected.

After seeing off the little Anderson and his two assistants, the senior brothers and sisters immediately cheered. Although the old ghost still looked serious, there were a few crow's feet on the corners of his eyes. Obviously, he was quite happy.

The eldest brother fucked Luo Lie, and the second brother cooperated tacitly and grabbed Luo Lie's two ankles. The fifth and sixth brothers understood it. One stood opposite the eldest brother and grabbed Luo Lie's butt, while the other supported Luo Lie's shoulders.

"one two three……"

The four senior brothers worked together to throw Luo Lie up. They fell, threw again, fell again, and threw again... The laughter of the senior brothers mixed with Luo Lie's cheerful screams made An Zhai on the side excited and envious.

"Okay, don't be so proud. Things are not revealed, and variables still exist. But even if we lose the election, we have nothing to regret. If we can surpass our flying knife top bowl and combine it into one program, it must be the best among the best."

The old ghost is still modest in his mouth, but his expression shows that the best among the best is impossible to exist.

Luo Lie made great contributions and deserved to be rewarded. When the senior brother asked Luo Lie what reward he wanted, An Zhai, on the side, used his eyes and expression to signal Luo Lie that he would be delicious.

"Well... I want a flying knife that belongs to me." Luo Lie's answer disappointed An Zhai, he glanced at Luo Lie hatefully, and then turned his face to the side.

"You are still young and your basic skills are not solid enough. This flying knife..." The eldest brother glanced at the master, but the old ghost returned with an undisputed expression. The eldest brother had no choice but to make a decision: "Or, can you change your requirements?"

"But I just want a flying knife that belongs to me." Luo Lie's voice was a little timid, but the meaning revealed was extremely firm.

"Listen to me, Xiaoqi, this flying knife, Senior Brother promised you, but it is not easy to build a good flying knife, especially in this foreign country, where can I find a good blacksmith? Let's do this, wait for me..."

Luo Lie curled his lips and shook his head and said, "I want a flying knife that belongs to me now."

The flying knife may be different from other weapons, such as swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, one minute long or one minute shorter, one minute heavy or one minute lighter, and it does not seem to have a big impact, but the flying knife is completely different. Those who practice flying knife must repeatedly weigh the flying knife in their hands. When they are finished, the length, width, thickness, and weight of the set of flying knives must be consistent, otherwise there will be a slight difference in the risk of human life.

The twelve sets of flying knives used by Zhao Daxin are four inches long and one or eight centimeters heavy. The reason why they are longer and heavier than the flying knives used by Jianghu Jianjiazi is all for the performance effect. If it is shorter, the audience will not see clearly and lighter. The effect of pricking on the wooden board is not exciting enough.

These twelve flying knives have been following Zhao Daxin for almost ten years. They are the guys he eats, and if one missing one, they will be so distressed that they can't eat.

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When the old ghost saw the eldest disciple's embarrassment, he couldn't help but reminded: "Didn't the master give you a set? You never use it, so why not give it to your seventh junior brother."

Zhao Daxin said: "But, Master, that flying knife is not suitable for performance!"

The old ghost sighed and said, "When he can perform on stage, it will be a few years later? Who told you to praise Haikou? Take it out and give it to your junior brother Seventh to familiarize him with the feel first, and when the adult style is established, then create a new one for him."

Although Zhao Daxin was a little reluctant, he could only nod and agreed when his master spoke: "Okay, let's go back to the room now!"

There was still some time before dinner, so the old ghost took An Zhai to take a step first, and the other senior brothers and sisters also returned to their own rooms. Luo Lie was full of longing and followed the senior brother back to his room.

The eldest brother didn't have much luggage, only two boxes. When he opened one of them, he took out a cow leather case with a surface that was extremely smooth and grinded as if the Wenhua had been plated out of patina.

The moment he handed over to Luo Lie's hand, the eldest brother suddenly retracted his hand and said, "Xiao Qi, before you get this set of flying swords, you must swear to the sky."

"Swear?" Luo Lie stared at the leather hood in the eldest brother's hand. He knew that the leather hood must be the flying knife that had just made him dream. "Senior Brother, what oath do you want me to make?"

"You must swear, not..." As soon as he said the beginning, Zhao Daxin hesitated, pondered for a moment, and said, "Forget it, your future is not something I, Zhao Daxin, can decide."

After handing the leather case with the flying knife to Luo Lie, Zhao Daxin thought for a while and added: "Xiaoqi, promise senior brother that he must be a good person in the future!"

Luo Liezheng focused his head, took the leather case, couldn't help but feel excited, and opened it in a hurry. Six flying knives were inserted side by side, which were much shorter and thinner than the elder brother's.

"Brother, are these six flying knives for me?" Luo Lie pulled out one from the leather case. The room was not turned on, and the light from the window was not very bright, but a trace of cold light flashed between the blade. "Brother, why is this flying knives so much smaller than yours?"

Zhao Daxin hesitated for a while before saying, "The eldest brother's flying knife is used to perform a show, but the set of flying knifes handed down by the master is used to kill people." After sighing, Zhao Daxin said again, "These six flying knives have all drunk human blood. Xiaoqi, are you afraid?"

Luo Lie shook his head and said, "I guess they are all drinking the blood of bad people!"

Zhao Daxin comforted him a little and said, "Yes, Master's master used it to punish bad people and passed it to Master. These six flying knives were stained with the blood of bad people. Later, when Master got older and his eyes were not easy to use, he passed the flying knives to me."

Luo Lie said curiously: "Have you ever killed bad guys with it?"

Zhao Daxin shook his head indifferently. Then he said, "Senior Brother is timid and dare not kill anyone."

Although the flying knife was sealed for a long time, the blade was still sharp. When Luo Lie played with it, he accidentally cut his finger and couldn't help but exclaim.

Zhao Daxin hurriedly grabbed Luo Lie's wrist and took it to the bathroom to rinse the wound with tap water. Then he went back to the room to take out the trauma medicine, put the medicine on Luo Lie and bandaged it. "Look at you, why are you so careless? Does it hurt?"

Luo Lie was about to smile and say that it would not hurt, but suddenly a stubborn heart came to the ground, so he grinned and shouted in pain, begging: "Senior Brother, I am injured. Can you stop practicing qigong tomorrow?"

Zhao Daxin couldn't help but laugh and said, "Senior Brother, for your contribution, I promised you not to practice tomorrow. Tomorrow, Senior Brother, will take you to play a game."

After all, he is still young, and although he has made up his mind to practice flying swords well and surpass his elder brother, he can't withstand the temptation of being lazy in front of him. Hearing the elder brother's serious promise, Luo Lie was happier, and naturally he slept particularly sweetly that night.

The next day, the eldest brother did not wake Luo Lie up so early. It was not until breakfast that the eldest brother who came back from practicing martial arts woke Luo Lie up. After breakfast, the eldest brother took Luo Lie out.

"Let's go swimming today!"

When I was in my hometown before, in summer, Luo Lie would almost jump in the river every weekend, because when he heard the elder brother say he was going swimming, Luo Lie was so happy that he almost jumped up.

There is a watery place behind the location of the Universal Circus. Foreigners seem not to be used to swimming in this environment, and there are few Chinese people living around them.

Although the watery area was clear and clear, there was almost no trace of people. When it arrived at the shore, Luo Lie couldn't wait to take off his clothes, kicked out his casters, shook off his shoes, and then pounced into the water.

The eldest brother did not seem to plan to go into the water, but sat on the shore and watched Luo Lie scramble in the water.

"Xiao Qi, come here." Seeing Luo Lie slamming for a long time, the eldest brother called Luo Lie and waited for Luo Lie to come to the shore and asked, "How long can you hold your breath?"

Luo Lie wiped the water from his face, turned his head and looked at the watery area, and replied, "You can swim to the opposite side in two breaths."

The eldest brother smiled and said, "Don't have to swim, you're just a single and dull water."

Luo Lie shook his head and said, "I haven't tried it."

The eldest brother took out a handful of short incense from his arms, took out a box of matches, pulled out a short incense, and pinched a mark in the middle.

"I have calculated that this incense can burn for about five minutes. If you can be stuffed until halfway through the incense, the eldest brother will have an additional reward. Do you want to give it a try?"

Luo Lie became interested and replied: "Just give it."

A stick of incense can burn for five minutes, half of it, that is, two and a half years of it. Most people hold their breath for half a minute, and those who can hold it for more than one minute are serious practitioners. Even if they become famous practitioners, they want to hold it for two and a half minutes, it is almost impossible to do, unless they are fishermen who deal with water all day long.

Luo Lie was only half a minute for the first time, but he was not convinced. He did it again, and it took less than ten seconds longer. Zhao Daxin patiently taught Luo Lie the correct way to be stuffy. Although Luo Lie made rapid progress, he finally barely exceeded one minute.

Teaching Luo Lie to practice stuffy water is not boring or whim. You need to concentrate and calm your energy when firing a flying knife. If the breath is unstable, it will inevitably affect the accuracy of the flying knife. Practicing stuffy water and training lung capacity is a basic means to ensure a stable breath.

"It's not bad. When the senior brother was practicing slumber, he was full and couldn't last for a minute."

Zhao Daxin's words were obviously to encourage Luo Lie, because he was the kind of person who could hold his breath and be most suffocated. He had been fishermen who had been relying on the sea for generations, and he, dived into the water, could stay under the water for at least five minutes.

Luo Lie seemed very happy after hearing the words of the eldest brother. He was determined to surpass the eldest brother. Therefore, he would always be happy for a while when he heard that he was stronger than the eldest brother back then.

"Okay, come up. In a few days, senior brother will bring you to swim, but you also remember that without the permission of senior brother, you must not come to swim secretly. Senior brother told you that swimming here requires a certificate. If a child comes alone, he will be caught by foreign police."

Luo Lie believed it to be true.

Back at the circus, Luo Lie, who had not run, did push-ups, and had no tendons for a day, felt uncomfortable all over, so he raised his face and discussed with the senior brother: "Senior Brother, can I run a few laps of activities?"

The eldest brother suddenly became happy and said, "Of course."

Zhao Daxin's happiness was not just because Luo Lie took the initiative to practice martial arts, because he could see that it was just swimming and his activity was not large enough, but it just triggered Luo Lie's body to consume energy. In jargon, Luo Lie's body had been practiced.

It was a bit late to practice my body at the age of thirteen, but not too late. If I waited until I was sixteen or seventeen, I am afraid that even if I practiced my body, I would not be able to become a great person.

From the beginning of practicing qigong to practicing body, Luo Lie took only ten days. It was not a very excellent result. A talented child can practice body in three or five days, but it is not bad. Overall, it is considered to be average and has some qualifications, but it is a little late when he started practicing qigong.

But compared to An Zhailai, Luo Lie is so good. An Zhai's ten fingers have not been able to fully open his muscles. The old ghost said to his words all day long: "I have seen a stupid person, but I have never seen you as stupid as you." An Zhai is of average qualification and refuses to work hard. As long as the master is not careful, he will be lazy.
To be continued...