In the Blade

The art of stabbing red is a very unpopular martial arts technique.

Strictly speaking, this technique can hardly be called a martial arts technique. After all, this technique does not emphasize strengthening the muscles and bones, nor does it have any moves and routines. In fact, from the beginning, this martial art was specially practiced by women with relatively weak strength.

But this does not mean that this technique is really as harmless as women's embroidery.

In fact, this is an extremely dangerous technique.

The so-called stabbing red, red means blood, and the art of stabbing red means that every knife will see blood. If you don't make a move, it's fine. Once you make a move, you must have the heart to put the enemy to death. One knife will hit, and every knife will not stop. Every knife must be aimed at the enemy's vital points, just to quickly seriously injure or even kill the enemy, so as to ensure your own absolute safety.

It is precisely because of this that what this art of stabbing red really needs to be practiced is not strengthening the muscles and bones and moves and routines.

Instead, it is to memorize the major vital points of the human body.

Where to cut to bleed, where to cut to break tendons, where to stab to severely damage internal organs, where to stab to kill, these are the core points of this red piercing technique. Of course, more importantly, if you miss a strike, you must remember to withdraw and keep a distance, so that you can continue to wait for an opportunity and prepare for the next attack.

When this red piercing technique is practiced to the extreme, even if you pull out a hairpin at random, it can become a self-defense weapon and kill people with blood. Even a master of martial arts will be caught off guard and stabbed on the spot by a series of close-range attacks, and his flesh and blood will be blurred and unrecognizable.

It is exactly the saying that an inch longer is stronger, and an inch shorter is more dangerous.

This may be the reason why the woman in my memory wants to wait a little longer.

"Ah..."

Thinking of this, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but sigh.

It is no wonder that the woman who runs the breakfast stall is so confident. With such a dangerous and even life-threatening technique in her hands, anyone would feel that they are sure to win and be full of courage. But it is precisely because of this excessive confidence that the woman got into such trouble.

With her wrist tied, she could no longer maintain the most important distance in the red-piercing technique. She was unarmed and did not have the sharp blade needed for the red-piercing technique. The most important thing was that until the woman's husband was chopped by Ximen Yuan, everyone thought that the matter could be resolved by reporting to the police.

It was just this moment of hesitation that the woman who runs the breakfast stall had her family destroyed.

"Really..."

Du Chengfeng looked down at the kitchen knife in his hand.

Perhaps the memory just now still had some influence, and at this moment he could still vaguely feel the heavy regret left on the knife.

He clearly had martial arts skills, but he did not even have the opportunity to show them. Just because of a thought, the couple's beautiful life turned into a bubble.

All that was left was the blinding red.

"Whatever."

Shaking his head, Du Chengfeng put the sharpened kitchen knife back into the inner pocket of his robe.

In any case, this matter has passed, and looking at this kind of thing too much at night is not conducive to maintaining a healthy mentality - it was at this time that Du Chengfeng realized another important problem, that is, some vicious blades do not necessarily lead people to the direction of killing maniacs, just like this newly sharpened kitchen knife. After he understood that memory, he only felt a little depressed.

If you are depressed, of course you have to think of something good to be happy. At least this time of sharpening the knife can be regarded as the first thing he can harvest that can be called martial arts.

Although it is a martial art practiced by women, and there is no magical internal force that he wants to do everything, it can be regarded as a systematic martial art after all.

"So, this martial art must be very useful to me... right?"

Du Chengfeng saw the heavy knife placed beside him when he was halfway through his words.

The full moon is in the sky, and the stars are all over the sky.

One man, one knife, and no words were spoken to each other.

It was at this time that Du Chengfeng realized that although the red piercing technique was extremely dangerous, it was also because this martial art was a special short knife technique - but the strongest fighting force in his hand at the moment, and also the one he used most conveniently, was a two-handed broadsword.

With such a heavy weapon, as long as a knife hits, it will be either death or disability, so why should we pay special attention to any vital parts?

"Hiss..."

Things are getting hot.

Du Chengfeng thought about it and simply pushed the door out of the courtyard. When he turned around and looked around, he found the unlucky scimitar under the wall.

This time, Du Chengfeng took the scimitar out directly under the night, found the old crooked tree where Carpenter Li had buried the kitchen knife before, dug a big hole in the ground, and buried the knife in it.

After finishing all this, Du Chengfeng, who returned to the courtyard, was still worried, so he simply lit a brazier at the door and stepped over, washed his face, and changed into a set of clean clothes. Only then did he feel at ease.

It can't be said that it is completely useless. At least in addition to the powerful and heavy knife, he does have another martial art that can be used. Although this set of martial arts is somewhat incompatible with his current fighting system, it at least means that he has the ability to rush into the inner circle and fight with others in close combat.

When fighting, use the big knife first, close-range short knife combo to bleed, once close, use Bock wrestling to control the opponent, and by the way, keep a distance and wait for the opportunity to fight the next round... If you think about it this way, his current configuration is not bad?

"But it's not enough."

Thinking like this, Du Chengfeng opened his outer robe again and took out another knife from it.

Including the kitchen knife just now, there are a total of 17 knives hanging inside this outer robe. If you sharpen them carefully, you may get extra gains.

After a night, Du Chengfeng did gain a lot.

Three Huaiyang dishes and two official dishes are all the chef's unique skills, which can be used as signature items in restaurants. A set of methods to identify wild animal footprints and a set of methods to hide the breath to prevent wild animals from discovering them are the unique skills of the two hunters. The bluffing words left by the two rogues in Jizhen can be learned to collect protection fees. Three daggers from robbers make people understand which checkpoints near Jizhen are suitable for robbery. Two short knives from two merchants made him understand the simplest business war is to stab the opponent to death.

And the last melon-cutting knife reminded him that if the melon is sold too expensively, he will be stabbed to death.

"... Just consider it as understanding the customs and practices of Jizhou."

Looking at the sky that was gradually getting brighter, Du Chengfeng sighed and put all the knives back into his clothes.

Come to think of it, these knives are all portable tools used by ordinary people in daily life, and it's good to have some unique skills. If you really want to increase your combat effectiveness, you still have to sharpen special weapons.

"Go to bed."

After not sleeping all night, Du Chengfeng was a little tired.

But just when he packed up his things and was about to lie down in the bedroom to try out the new bedding, someone knocked on the door of the courtyard.

"Who is it!"

Du Chengfeng couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. You know, on weekdays, no one knocked on the door in his courtyard. Whether it was Carpenter Li or Yang Xuan, or Yang Sanlang who came to steal things, everyone would push the door and enter, highlighting that they didn't treat themselves as outsiders.

And now, there was a knock on the door.

It must be a stranger.

"Did I knock on the wrong door?"

Thinking like this, Du Chengfeng pushed the door and went out.

He didn't know the person in front of the door.

But the sword on the other side's waist attracted his attention at the first time.

Just because the sword's evil spirit was so strong that it was almost overflowing.

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