I asked you to practice martial arts, and you achieved the Golden Body?

"So you want to learn some basic sword skills to prepare for the next wilderness trial, right?"

"Um."

Shen Bailian sat cross-legged on the soft cushions, opposite Zhou Changqing, placed Dragon Zhan across his lap, and nodded solemnly.

"So that's it."

After hearing this, Zhou Changqing found out the reason, and the anger in his heart completely dissipated.

He originally thought that the young man in front of him was too ambitious. After all, one Five Spirit Fist was enough for him to practice as a warrior apprentice. Learning another sword technique was a waste of time.

But since it involves the wilderness trial, it's understandable.

"Oh, that's right." Zhou Changqing suddenly remembered something, and then asked: "Have you taken the physical fitness level that I asked you to test before?"

Whether it is sword skills, body skills or boxing skills, it all depends on a strong body to exert its due power.

In the same way, the higher the level of physical fitness, the faster one can master martial arts skills.

"Tested."

"How's the situation?"

"Eh~"

Shen Bailian sighed and shook his head.

Before meeting Xiao Yan, he was somewhat complacent about his achievements, but after learning about the situation of Bozhou No. 1 Middle School, he felt a strong sense of pressure. If he wanted to achieve the top ten, his current Strength is far from enough.

After all, Shen Bailian's starting point was too low, and it would take more effort and more sweat to fill this gap.

"Don't be depressed, there is still a long road ahead in life, and there are still many possibilities." Zhou Changqing patted Shen Bailian on the shoulder and comforted him softly.

He understood the feelings of the young man in front of him very well. When he was young, he thought he was the protagonist, but later he discovered that on the real stage, he was not even qualified to be a passerby.

Zhou Changqing continued to ask: "What is your physical fitness level?"

"It's only level 3.6."

"What?!" Zhou Changqing's eyes suddenly widened. Even the hand gently patting Shen Bailian's shoulder stopped in mid-air. He frowned slightly, as if he didn't hear clearly, and continued to ask. :

"How much did you just say?"

"It's only level 3.6. It's not very high, right?"

Shen Bailian couldn't help but shudder when he looked at Zhou Changqing's gnawing eyes.

"It's nothing, it's really not very high."

Zhou Changqing stared intently at the innocent face of the young man in front of him, shook his head, and replied.

It's just that the word "not" is emphasized very strongly.

He had repeatedly confirmed that what he said just now was indeed Shen Bailian's truth and was not meant to tease him.

However, this made Zhou Changqing even more depressed. Why did he want to ask about this matter.

What does it mean to be only level 3.6?

Because everyone's talents are different, everyone's physical limits are also different. According to the big data census of high school graduates issued by the Bozhou City Education Bureau last year, 50 to 60 percent of their physical fitness is between 1.6 and 3.0. between.

With a physical fitness level of 3.6, he is considered an excellent student in Bozhou City.

Zhou Changqing's physical fitness level before he practiced Longmen Zhong was only level 3.2.

And the most terrifying thing is that the boy in front of him is only a sophomore in high school.

In the third year of high school, when the majors are divided again, if you are assigned to the martial arts class, it will take at least half a year to sprint, and there is a good chance of breaking the historical record maintained by Bozhou City for decades.

When he thought of this, Zhou Changqing's inner depression was swept away, and his heart gradually became heated.

He and Shen Bailian had at least a teacher-student relationship for a period of time, and when word spread, it would be considered a good story.

But now there is a very important point, that is, Shen Bailian must not be allowed to have any accidents during the wilderness trial.

As the saying goes, a moon stick lasts a lifetime, and a sword lasts a lifetime. Although the sword technique only consists of two simple chopping and chopping movements, if the force is used incorrectly, it will not only fail to get positive feedback, but also easily cause internal injuries, especially when the weight reaches 30 kilograms. Horse-killing sword.

Therefore, we must seize the time and teach Shen Bailian some real skills about sword techniques within the limited time.

Zhou Changqing took a deep breath, stood up, and said with a straight face: "Let's start practicing sword skills after you have rested."

"OK."

After hearing this, Shen Bailian immediately picked up the long knife and stood up excitedly.

Thanks to the strong recovery power brought by the iron body, his physical strength had recovered to 60% or 70% a few minutes ago, but Zhou Changqing didn't say anything, and it was hard for him to rush him.

After a while~

Zhou Changqing took Shen Bailian to another training room. On the far left side of the training room, there were many sets of protective gear and various styles of unsharpened cold weapons. In the center of the classroom, there were many wooden dummies.

The ground is no longer soft, but rather firmer, giving the body more stable support and making it easier to exert force.

"Put it on."

Zhou Changqing took a long knife and a set of armor from the shelf. He threw the latter to Shen Bailian. Under his puzzled eyes, he explained: "According to the original situation, I should let you use the unopened weapon first." Zhanma Dao is familiar with the technique of exerting force."

"But now, you only have a few days before participating in the wilderness trial. If you don't get familiar with your own fighting partners as soon as possible, there will be big problems. So in the next time, you have to use your own skills in this training room. Practice swordsmanship with Zhanma Dao.”

Shen Bailian heard this and thought for a moment while looking at the saber in his hand. It was indeed as Zhou Changqing said. When you get started with weapons, especially cold weapons, you need a period of adjustment.

It is normal to wear protective gear during the novice period. If you accidentally hurt yourself with this saber, it is not a minor injury that can be healed in a few days.

After Shen Bailian put on the protective gear neatly, he stood in place.

Zhou Changqing's sharp eyes fell on the young man in front of him. He nodded with satisfaction, and the last trace of doubt in his heart was completely eliminated.

Whether you practice the Five Spirit Fist seriously can be seen from your standing posture.

With your head suspended and your body straight, your spine straight, and standing like a pine tree, just standing there casually gives people a feeling of being impeccable and unshakable.

This martial arts realm can be easily achieved by many warriors who have been immersed in the Five Spirit Fist for many years.

But Shen Bailian only took less than a week, which is enough to show how terrible his talent is.

Zhou Changqing cleared his throat, his expression became serious, and he said loudly:

"Swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks and forks. Eighteen kinds of cold weapons, the sword is the courage of all weapons, the spear is the king of all weapons, and the sword is the king of all weapons. However, most warriors mainly choose swords as their main choice. Do you know why?"

"Simple and efficient."

"Yes, it is simple and efficient."

Zhou Changqing showed a satisfied smile on his face, thinking in his heart that he is worthy of being a genius. The four words "simple" summarize the core of the swordsmanship. He continued: "The core of the sword is only three words, that is, fast! Accurate! ruthless!"

"I only know a little about swordsmanship, and there is not much I can teach you."

Zhou Changqing said, and walked in front of the wooden dummy. With a crisp sound, the long sword was unsheathed.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Shen Bailian's eyes suddenly flashed with white streaks, the sword light became blurred in an instant, and the air was faintly exploding.

When he came to his senses, Zhou Changqing had already walked back.

Just when Shen Bailian was puzzled, his eyes suddenly fixed, and he walked straight to the front of the wooden dummy and pushed it gently.

In an instant, like a collapsed domino, the dummy turned into dozens of thin slices of uniform thickness, and the iron sheets inside were cut off. The cut surface was extremely smooth, and there was no wrinkle at all.

"Finally, I calmed this kid down."

Zhou Changqing looked at the boy standing there in shock, with a slight smile on his face, feeling a little proud in his heart.

"Coach, this... this doesn't require me to pay for it, right?"