Chapter 9: talent

When Shang Bin turned back, his waist was not bending, he was panting, and he had returned to normal, but he still had a strange look. He glanced at Su Tang and said, "Master, your strength is still reluctant. Barely ... "
"Reluctantly?" Su Tang said with a smile: "I just made 50% strength just now, so let me punch you again!"
"No more, no more." Shang Bin waved his hand hurriedly: "Master, your strength is already big enough, but ... It is useless to have strength, remember Master said, the vast beings have their own spiritual roots and Spiritual veins are just some strong, some weak, some heavy, some shallow, and everyone is different, so with the qualifications, this is the real strength. I want to change my own spiritual roots and spiritual veins To be stronger, you must practice various martial arts ... "
Shang Bin shook his head and said, and Su Tang's face became very solemn. This time he first contacted Wu Jue. As for the strength of Shang Bin, whether it is strong or weak, or what he said is right or wrong, it does not matter. It is important to gather information and make judgments later.
Seeing that Su Tang listened seriously, Shang Bin talked more and more interested, and almost half an hour later, Su Tang suddenly asked: "Uncle Shang, what is your martial arts name? What is the grade?" Because Shang Bin just said Most of the martial arts are divided into nine grades of upper, middle and lower. There are still fighting martial arts above the martial arts, but Yi Bin has only heard of it.
"This ..." Shang Bin stunned and said with a smile: "I don't know, Master didn't say that at the time, what kind of product ... Ha ha ... also not very clear."
"Oh." Su Tang knew it, but this did not dispel his enthusiasm for learning martial arts. Just give it a few tastes. After learning what he said, he had to find something meaningful and valuable.
"Three sons, go and put Caidun on the stone bench." Shang Bin said.
The family member called Sanzi ran to the edge of Xi Wuchang holding Caidun, arranged Caidun, and hid aside waiting to watch the excitement.
"Master, you try this flying knife." Shang Bin took out a bundle of flying knives from the bag and took one of them to Su Tang.
Su Tang took the flying knife and threw the flying knife out at random. The flying knife spun in the air and shot at Caidun. Su Tang's quasi-head was good. Unfortunately, when hitting the target, the handle was in front and the blade was behind. The flying knife was ejected far away and landed on the ground.
Shang Bin also pulled out a flying knife, raised his hand slightly, the flying knife turned into a white light, grabbed the ground, and was firmly nailed to the center of the vegetable pier.
Shang Bin said with a deep face: "Master, throw the flying knife out like you did. That's play. The real flying knife is to use the martial arts to hit the flying knife through your wrist and fingertips. It's a fight! Dump! "
After finishing the speech, Shang Bin slowed down the movement and repeated the movement of projecting the flying knife several times.
Su Tang nodded and pondered for a moment, learning Shang Bin's action and shot a handle flying knife.
Although Su Tang has realized that Shang Bin's skill belongs to the skill of sculpting insects and bluffing those family members in the fort, it is not enough to look outside, but his interest is still very strong, because he likes remote ...
I can beat you, don't touch me, you can beat me, but I can't.
Shang Bin observed on the side, he suddenly found that Su Tang's perception is very good, he only made a few demonstration movements, and corrected it again, and then he was no longer needed, Su Tang's movements became more and more standard, shot The flying knife to the vegetable pier is getting more and more stable.
Master's talent is really amazing ... Shang Bin sighed secretly, but unfortunately, if he started practicing martial arts from a young age, the master's achievement might exceed the master!
After more than half an hour, Su Tang clapped his hands and smiled, "Is it learned? Is it simple ..."
"Master, you are just getting started." Shang Bin is dissatisfied: "Wu Jue has a lot of changing skills, and the knife is not only one handle, there are tricks ..." As he said, Shang Bin grabbed six , Qi Fei Dao, after a while, he suddenly roared and shot all the Fei Dao out.
The twinkling Hanmang condensed into a looming beam of light, which was hitting the vegetable pier, and the slightly trembling knife handles showed a neat circle.
"This is Qixing Yaoyue," Shang Bin said, his chest slightly undulating. Obviously for him, playing this trick was not easy.
"Oh ..." Su Tang's expression began to become focused and serious again.
The former Su Tang was inexperienced and incompetent. Compared with the hard work of the present, they belong to two extremes. Shang Bin was very pleased to see that Su Tang had lost his way. However, with the passage of time, his mood also To the other extreme.
At noon, Su Tang had had a meal at Xiwuchang, and began to practice again. Without interruption, seeing the sun going down, Shang Bin became worried.
"Master, it's time to rest."
"I am not tired."
After waiting for a long time, Shang Bin persuaded again: "Master, this is not good for the body, and practice is to be done within our capacity ..."
Shang Bin couldn't help but made a wink to Kerr. Kerr understood what Shang Bin meant and turned to run out of the martial arts field. When he returned, he shouted at the gate of the courtyard: "Young Master, Sister Zhu Er told you to go back to dinner."
"Let her take the food box." Su Tang said without looking back.
Shang Bin and Kerr squinted, they did n’t know what to do. If Su Xiang was still there, they naturally dared to use coercion, but now Su Tang is the master of a castle, how can they Dare not to commit the following.
Time passed by bit by bit, Su Tang like a robot, repeating the same boring movements, from early morning to now, it is estimated that it has been nearly ten thousand times. In fact, he is so focused, not because he wants to master the skills of flying knives, It was because he sensed that some unclear power was awakening in his body.
With a single shot, he can clearly judge the influence of wind speed and air resistance on the flying knife. Seeing the displacement of the Caidun caused by the impact of the flying knife, which cannot be noticed by ordinary people, he can even calculate a few more projections. Fall off the stone bench.
"Master, it's too late, so I won't be able to bear it ..." Shang Bin couldn't help it again. Kerr and Zhuer behind nodded frequently. Zhuer got the report from Jiading, so I was relieved. No more, I came here for dinner and waited here.
"I'm really not tired. I naturally go back to bed when I'm tired." Su Tang replied.
Not knowing how long it took, Shang Bin tried to persuade Su Tang again, but this time he used a begging tone: "Young Master, this is not okay ... it is not okay ..."
"Long word!" Su Tang was impatient.
All the recruited family members on the field were exhausted. They alternated with Su Tang as assistants, Caidun fell to the ground, and they were put back again. Caidun was almost shot by a flying knife, and they were replaced. These are nothing. The most tired thing was to pull the flying knife. It was okay at first, but Su Tang's flying knife became more and more ruthless. The family members had to exert their breast-feeding power to pull the flying knife from the vegetable pier. Only a big blood bubble, facing the pier studded with flying knives, the family really wanted to cry.
Some can't stand it, and they can't be scolded by Shang Bin and fall asleep directly on the ground of Xi Wuchang. Fortunately, Shang Bin at this moment has no intention to control them.
Su Tang was tireless and always immersed in the hard practice. As for Shang Bin who wanted to persuade him to rest, he had completely given up and watched blankly on the side.
It wasn't until the sky was bright that Su Tang let out a sigh of relief and threw the flying knife in his hand to the ground. Seeing this action, only a few family members who were still clenching their teeth were sitting on the ground. They knew that suffering ended.
At this moment, a slightly yellowish leaf above detached from the branch, fluttered down, Su Tang paused, suddenly bent down, picked up a flying knife, and then in a very natural motion, Throw the flying knife out.
Throughout the day and night, he was repeating the projection skills Shang Bin taught him, but this time, he regained his initial frankness and randomness. It seemed that more than twenty hours of hard practice had been in vain.
The white light flashed, and the shaking leaves were instantly shattered by the force contained in the flying knife. The flying knife fell into the vegetable pier, and the handle trembled violently.
Shang Bin's eyelids jumped abruptly, and he could do it with one hand. The question is, how long did he practice? And how long did Su Tang practice? !
"Let's go." Su Tang squeezed Kerr's nose with a smile: "Sleeping here, not afraid of getting sick?" Out of the practice state, Su Tang became the kind-hearted young master who knew warmth and heat.
Both Zhu'er and Kerr couldn't bear it, and they didn't want to leave. They had to move in two recliners and wanted to rest for a while, and they both fell asleep.
The two opened their eyes at the same time. This was the life of the maid and their life. Even if they were tired, they would not sleep so hard to ignore Su Tang's voice.
"Yeah, it's dawn!" Zhu Er stood up in a hurry. She had a lot of things to do. She walked a few steps before thinking of yesterday's things. She stopped suddenly and turned back to look at Su Tang: "Young Master ..."
"Don't care about me." Su Tang waved lazily: "Tired and sleepy, I have to go back and get some sleep."
Hearing that Su Tang admitted that he was tired, Shang Bin and others finally let out a sigh of relief. If Su Tang wanted to continue practicing, they had to go crazy.
Su Tang's figure disappeared at the gate of the courtyard, Shang Bin looked at Zhu Er, Zhu Er was also looking at Shang Bin, Su Tang became so diligent and hard-working, they should have been very happy, but they were really not happy.