Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 201 Equivalent Triangle

On a sunny afternoon, Lu Mingfei was lying under an oak tree with a big thick book in his hands. His will was linked to the oak tree behind him. While reading the book, he chatted with the tree. chatting.

"Brother, how did you grow bark?" Lu Mingfei conveyed his thoughts to the oak tree, and the tree's response was very stylish.

"I don't know, I never thought about it."

For trees, it is natural to grow bark, but for Lu Mingfei, it may take a while to learn his first first-level spell.

It is said that the job change has been successful, but in Ander's view, Lu Mingfei is just getting started. In terms of games, he has not passed the novice tutorial.

As for how to upgrade, Ender can only give him an expression that you want.

So Lu Mingfei hugged the book and randomly found an oak tree on the lawn of the college, planning to try the upgrade method that Fingel found on the Internet.

"According to the glass slag master," Fingel said solemnly: "Druids mainly rely on sleep to upgrade, so you just need to find a suitable place to lie down."

This way of upgrading was very popular with Lu Mingfei, so today he was lying under the oak tree, trying to fall asleep while reading a book.

It was only after he officially changed his profession to a druid that he barely understood what the words in this druid dictionary meant. Just like what Ender said, this is not a kind of word, but more similar to a kind of magic runes.

When Lu Mingfei's eyes look at a certain character, a vague message will be transmitted from the character to his mind. This is not magic, but a level lower than magic, brought by symbols. Magic resonance.

In the eyes of some mages, druid characters may be the most primitive magic runes, and the symbols obtained from nature became the basis for the development of later magic civilization.

But for Lu Mingfei, he doesn't need to learn so much background knowledge, he just needs to immerse himself in the pages of the book and feel the meaning.

When he began to read this book, he realized that this thick book was closer to a collection of poems or a prayer book than a dictionary, which recorded a druid's confiding in nature during his travels around the world.

On the page that Lu Mingfei read, the Druid passed through a forest and met a beautiful forest elf girl in the forest. She was sitting on a branch, her platinum-blond hair glowed beautifully under the moonlight, and the Druid Longing for it, I wrote poems praising its beauty.

Those verses are not words that can be read, they are shaking in Lu Mingfei's mind, forming a hazy picture, making his spirit seem to have come to the world in the picture.

The wind blows over the oak tree above Lu Mingfei's head. Amid the warm rustling of the leaves, Lu Mingfei's spirit is immersed in the world depicted in the book, and he doesn't even notice that someone has quietly approached him.

But Lu Mingfei didn't notice, it doesn't mean that other "people" won't notice, the tree can't speak, but it can remind Lu Mingfei.

With the sound of trees shaking their branches and leaves, an acorn fell from the sky and hit Lu Mingfei on the head.

Lu Mingfei raised his head ignorantly, and was facing a pair of blue eyes. The platinum hair and petite figure made Lu Mingfei think that he was still in an illusion for a moment.

If it was a coquettish person like Caesar, he would definitely say a love story in the most disgusting tone to praise the beauty of the girl.

But our old Lu is an honest man, he speaks first-rate bad words, but he is not very good at swear words, so he raised his right hand and gently stroked the cheek of the girl in front of him.

"Damn it, it's so real..." Lu Mingfei was surprised by the warm texture in his hand, and then he pinched the girl's cheek, feeling unbelievable at this real illusion.

"Class is about to begin," a familiar voice said, "I'll call you."

Only then did Lu Mingfei come back to his senses, he took his hands off Zero's face in embarrassment, rubbed his hands nervously, and quickly changed the subject: "What class, isn't there no class this afternoon?"

"The news just sent, the Taijiquan class start time has been advanced." Ling took out his mobile phone and showed Lu Mingfei the message that Norma just sent.

"Thank you, well... I'll go change my clothes first." Lu Mingfei laughed, glanced at his jeans and the huge book in his hand, and ran back to the dormitory in a hurry, changed his clothes quickly, Finally, I arrived at the stadium a few seconds before the start of the course.

In the open-air stadium, the young people who had just entered school lined up in two lines. Lu Mingfei came late and could only be at the end of the line.

As far as Lu Mingfei knew, the instructor of Taijiquan was surnamed Ye, and Ye Wen, who was going to fight ten times, was in the same family. They were martial arts coaches invited from Huaxia, and they looked pretty.

The Tai Chi course is an elective course in the college, but because the seniors and sisters agree that this course is very helpful, it has become a compulsory course for freshman students.

Accompanied by the bells of the bell tower, Master Ye walked to the front of the queue with great strides. Unlike his delicate and delicate appearance, his figure can be described in one word:
"Triangle!"

The body with fat and muscles maximizes the ability to resist blows, and the thick arms are not lacking in strength. After training, Lu Mingfei understands that compared with the martial arts masters in the movies, this is the posture that a fighting master should have .

But most of the people present did not come for Master Ye, they came for the old woman who was following Master Ye.

Chu Jie, as Principal Ange and Ander's comrade-in-arms, has also left his own trace in history, and the biggest benefit of the Taijiquan class is to get Chu Jie's guidance in the first class.

Most of the old people in the college don't care about world affairs. The principal Angers is always running around, the vice principal surfs the Internet intensively every day, and Ender likes to chat, but seldom guides others.

But after Chu Jie retired, besides taking care of the children, he has been devoting all his energy to boxing. It was also at her suggestion that the college added Taijiquan to the elective courses.

The thin old woman was wearing a green exercise suit, with short silver-white hair curled into waves, she looked like an old lady who would appear in every square.

"This course has been held for several years," Chu Jie said in a loud voice, full of air, "I will give a simple explanation as to why this course is offered."

As he said that, Chu Jie pointed to the black Bradley next to Lu Mingfei: "That black guy, come out and give a demonstration."

Bradley jumped and ran out, and stood in front of Chu Jie. Chu Jie looked at the strong Bradley, nodded, and ordered: "Punch me."

Bradley was not surprised either. He had seen this kind of clip a lot in martial arts movies. It was nothing more than being punched by Chu Jie in a fancy way and then throwing himself to the ground.

Bradley didn't dare to be negligent, put on a boxing drive, and punched the short Chu Jie. The huge strength of the mixed race made his fist easily break people's bones.

But Chu Jie didn't dodge or dodge, and also punched Bradley's fist from bottom to top. Accompanied by the jaw-piercing collision sound, Bradley's arm was hit high Suddenly, the whole person lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"Do you know why you failed?" Chu Jie asked.

"Because you know Chinese Kung Fu?" Bradley was stunned.

"Because I have great strength." Chu Jie said, his thin arms passed through the bend of Bradley's legs, and easily hugged the 1.8-meter man like a child.

Chu Jie put Bradley down, and looked at the stunned students in front of him, explaining his philosophy: "Taijiquan emphasizes a four-two stroke, using weak strength to change the direction of the opponent's attack, which is the so-called Huajin.

For ordinary people, even the strength after exercise is enough to attack, but what you have to face is a Deadpool whose strength far exceeds that of ordinary humans.

I don't advocate beating Deadpool with fists." Chu Jie looked around at the freshmen who were stunned by her: "But learning how to use boxing force and breathing skills is very important for your future battles. "

Different from the martial arts in Lu Mingfei's imagination, the Tai Chi moves taught by Chu Jie are simple and unpretentious. Compared with the moves, Chu Jie obviously pays more attention to the breathing method taught to them.

"Breathing is wrong, exerting force is wrong, [-]% of the strength is not [-]%," Chu Jie said seriously: "This is the real internal strength of Chinese martial arts."

During the actual combat, Chu Jie discovered that although many hybrids have great strength, they have no rules and only use brute force in actual combat. This is also her original intention of setting up this course.

"Then if we learn it, can we be like you?" Bradley raised his hand and asked.

"Of course..." Chu Jie showed a kind smile: "Of course not, this is determined by personal talent and acquired training."

"If you want to surpass me, practice for 30 years first!"

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