The little catcher in the police station

On the one hand, the fact that he has internal strength has not been exposed, and on the other hand, he feels a pity that he has not discovered a new warrior.

Is it true that no one in this world can practice internal strength?

This should have nothing to do with spiritual recovery, right?

Martial arts practitioners practice internally.

Therefore, Jiang Hao can also practice in reality, which is why he suspects that there may be people who practice martial arts in reality, but he just feels that he has not come into contact with it yet.

When resting at night, Huo Guangshan had already arranged guest rooms, and Jiang Hao and Long Wentian shared one room. It has to be said that there are quite a lot of guest rooms in a Chinese-style house like this.

There was nothing to say all night, and Jiang Hao fell asleep early.

Early the next morning, Jiang Hao was woken up by the sound of morning exercise outside, not because the sound outside was very loud, but because Jiang Hao's hearing was too abnormal.

Out of curiosity, Jiang Hao put on his clothes and walked out of the room, listening to the sound all the way to a martial arts arena in the backyard.

There is a weapon rack on the sidelines, with [-] kinds of weapons, and there is a big "Wu" character written on the ground in the field, which is majestic.

On the martial arts arena, Huo Guangshan was dancing with a lancet like a tiger.

That's right, dancing.

It looks good, but it's all routine. In Jiang Hao's eyes, there is only one word: gaudy.

But now living in his house, eating his food, using his food, and asking him to forge swords, he must not offend others by opening his mouth.

Therefore, when Jiang Hao stopped to rest, he took the initiative to applaud: "Brother Huo, you have such a good sword technique, it really opened my eyes!"

Chapter 257 The meaning of the meaning

After Huo Guangshan finished practicing the saber technique, he saw Jiang Hao approaching. He wiped his sweat with a towel and said, "Xiao Jiang, I didn't expect you to get up so early. Young people nowadays like to get up late. You It's an exception."

Although Jiang Hao was woken up by the sound of practicing exercises, if it was normal, Jiang Hao would wake up around this time.

"Brother Huo is really versatile. Not only is his sword casting skill great, but his martial arts are also extraordinary. He should have won the ranking, right?"

Everyone carried the sedan chairs, and Huo Guangshan felt relieved to hear Jiang Hao's words, especially the last sentence, which seemed to be delivered to his lips: "It's so so, I won the third place in the last national martial arts routine competition , so I practice every day now, and strive for the next competition, and the ranking can be improved."

After finishing these words, the corner of Huo Guangshan's mouth could not help but smile. Obviously, he was not as humble as he said about his achievements.

"That's very good. The third place in the country is not something that ordinary people can achieve. Besides, this is also a hobby of yours. You can be the third place with casual practice. If you are a professional martial arts athlete, then you will definitely be the champion next time."

"The champion dare not think that there are so many people practicing martial arts in the whole country. The most important thing is to participate. You also like weapons, so you should know how to do it. How about it? Do you want to come and try?"

After Huo Guangshan finished speaking, he stuffed the lancet in his hand into Jiang Hao's hand. Generally, people who like swords will use both hands.

"Is this appropriate?"

"Whether it is suitable or not, there is no outsider here, just playing with two hands."

"Okay, let's make a fool of yourself."

The kindness is hard to give up, so Jiang Hao had no choice but to take the lancet and walk to the center of the martial arts arena.

Let's just come to a set of basic knife skills, put it away, and you can't use your internal strength.

With this in mind, after Jiang Hao stood still, he raised his knife and made his appearance.

Huo Guangshan, who had a relaxed smile on his face, immediately put away his smile. The so-called expert will know if there is one as soon as he makes a move. Seeing Jiang Hao's appearance, he knows that he is not an ordinary person.

With a solemn expression, he looked at the center of the martial arts stage, and then saw Jiang Hao's set of saber techniques unfolding rapidly.

Pulling, belting, lifting, grid, holding the knife powerfully, advancing and retreating freely, it can be seen that the foundation is solid.

Hitting, stabbing, pointing, and collapsing, the knife goes with you, and your body is like a swimming dragon, which shows your agility.

Stirring, pressing, chopping, and cutting are majestic and full of murderous intent, showing the true qualities of a hero.

"I didn't expect him to be so good at the sword at such a young age. It's strange, why didn't we see him participate in the National Martial Arts Competition?"

Huo Guangshan muttered to himself, he was completely overwhelmed by Jiang Hao's sword skills, and he never dared to underestimate him.

Thinking of the nonsense that she was talking about in front of him just now, she couldn't help but blush.

After Jiang Hao finished a set of basic saber techniques, he left the stage, returned the lancet to Huo Guangshan and said, "Brother Huo, you're making a fool of yourself."

"I'm ashamed, Xiao Jiang, your sword skills are really good. I'm ashamed of myself. You have practiced since you were a child, right? I don't know who your master is and which faction you belong to?"

"I worshiped a master, but I have no family or school. Later, I practiced for seven or eight years. When I was naughty when I was young, I loved to dance with knives and guns."

"It's incredible. You can reach this level after seven or eight years of practice. Your talent is very good. Have you ever considered participating in the national martial arts competition?"

Jiang Hao really didn't think about martial arts competitions. First, he hadn't heard of it. Second, he was already so good. Wasn't he bullying others?

"I've never participated in it before. Practicing swordsmanship is mainly for physical fitness. I haven't thought about participating in any competitions. By the way, Brother Huo, what are our plans for today? When are we going to visit your sword-making studio?"

Speaking of casting swords, Huo Guangshan's lost self-confidence just now has returned. Your sword skills are a little better, but I am definitely better than you in sword casting: "Haha, don't worry, let's go, go to breakfast first, and take you with me after eating." Meet my studio."

Breakfast in the south is very rich. Quanzhou is famous for its noodle paste, which is light and salty, and you can have another bowl with fried dough sticks.

After breakfast was settled, Huo Guangshan took Jiang Hao and Long Wentian to his studio: "This is my studio. Have you seen this big furnace? The maximum temperature can be heated to 2500 degrees, which is the melting point of ordinary steel. It’s only around 1500 degrees, and there are very few private studios equipped with a stove like mine.”

When it comes to the stove, Huo Guangshan is a little proud. After all, even if the general studio is equipped with it, it is still a small stove, and it is rare to say that it can be heated to 2500 degrees.

"Here are some semi-finished products. We can customize according to the requirements of customers. There are no problems with patterns and patterns. What comes out of me is not only beautiful, but also of high quality. It is trivial to blow hair and break hair."

Jiang Hao watched and listened at the same time, picking up the sword from time to time to observe for himself.

Jiang Hao really doesn't know much about sword casting, but he can rest assured that professional things are left to professional people.

This time I came here to check his level. Only when he is satisfied, can Jiang Hao hand over the equipment to him for re-forging with confidence.

So far, Jiang Hao is very satisfied.

"As a private customization, we generally consider the length and weight of the weapon reasonably based on the customer's height, weight and other data. What are your requirements?"

"I am 1.7 meters tall and weigh 73 kilograms. First, let me design according to your plan. By the way, I prefer Xiuchun knives. I also have a few at home. They should be checked in in the next two days. You will send them Melt it and make a new knife."

"This is no problem. We are professionals in this area. If you are not satisfied, you don't need money."

"How much does it cost to customize one like yours?"

When it comes to money, Jiang Hao asked curiously, after all, he has eaten fools who don't ask the price.

"Private customization, we generally quote 5 yuan a piece, if the customer's requirements are relatively high, it depends on the situation."

suck~

Jiang Hao gasped, is this thing so expensive?

Huo Guangshan seemed to see that Jiang Hao was in some pain, and added: "Large quantity is better!"

faint!

This one is already [-], Jiang Hao still wants to equip two of his followers with two swords, like this, it may not be possible to do it!

Jiang Hao only has about 20 yuan, but he can't stand such a rush.

"Brother Huo, it's cheaper. I'll order three, one Xiuchun knife and two lady swords. I'll give you a discount!"

The price of 15 was too much for Jiang Hao, so he had to be ashamed to bargain.

"Three?"

Jiang Hao nodded.

"It's not impossible. In this way, if you make friends, I won't take any money from these three weapons..."

"How can I do that? My counter-offering is just meaning, nothing else, you should understand what I mean, as far as the price is concerned, it's fine, if you don't want money, then I'm so embarrassed!"

Chapter 258

"Xiao Jiang, don't worry, what do you mean by not listening to me?"

Can I hear you finish?

The so-called no reward for no merit, if you directly exempt 15 yuan, then your next picture will definitely exceed 15 yuan.

Jiang Hao was a little flustered, and things that could be solved with money were nothing serious.

I'm afraid of being in debt.

Favors are the hardest to repay.

Looking at what he meant now, he definitely wanted to exchange the 15 for Jiang Hao's favor.

"This money, I still have to..."

"Don't worry, listen to what I have to say. I want you to give me some pointers on my sword skills, because if I continue to practice on my own, it will be difficult for me to make breakthroughs. I must win this National Martial Arts Competition. reason."

Then, Huo Guangshan explained the reason why he had to win: "My dad is actually the No.11 descendant of the Nanning School. He spared no effort in training me since he was a child. He just wanted to win the national martial arts competition. However, my talent is not In terms of sword skills, on the contrary, he has quite a lot of experience in forging weapons. In addition, Grandpa's family is a family of forging, so it has developed better in this area.

However, my dad still has a younger brother who has never been able to deal with him. Although he is not as strong as my dad, he has taken in a very talented student. He won the championship in the national martial arts competition for four consecutive years, and I was the third runner-up in the most powerful one. , Let my dad always be inferior to his junior brother, my dad expects too much from me, but I have failed his expectations.

Disappointments over and over again made him unhappy, and finally he got Alzheimer's. He always felt that he was the best in the world, so I wanted to win a championship and show it to my dad. I knew that it was impossible with my own ability, so I hope you can help me. "

Speaking of this, Huo Guangshan's voice was very low.

Jiang Hao did not expect such a story to exist, but it is a tragic story.

"How can you be sure that I can help you win the championship?"

"Because I found out that you are better than those champions!"

real or fake?

Are the champions so watery now?

I have already put away my basic sword skills, but I didn't expect it to make him feel better than the champion.

When Jiang Hao heard this, he immediately knew what Huo Guangshan was thinking. It turned out that he wanted to learn his own sword skills. It seems that it should not be too difficult to teach him to win a championship, and then he can save 15.

This deal is a bargain!

Jiang Hao thought about it in his heart, and decided to agree.

The main reason is that he didn't lose anything. Teaching him some routines and exertion skills is really nothing to Jiang Hao.

"make a deal!"

"Really? You agree?" Huo Guangshan was overjoyed.

"I agree, brother Huo is filial, and I will help you."

Long Wentian was listening in a daze, not knowing what they were talking about.

How can we talk about casting swords for a while, and the national martial arts competition for a while.

What's even more strange, the boss actually exempted 15 for Jiang Hao to teach him how to use swords?

Am I crazy, or is the world crazy?

The world must have gone crazy.

"Xiao Jiang, do you know how to use swords?"

Long Wentian couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and was afraid that Jiang Hao was fooling Huo Guangshan, so he hid and asked in a low voice.

"Slightly understand."

you fart!

Long Wentian complained frantically in his heart: You said you didn't understand Chinese medicine, but you saved a person when the two professors were helpless. Now you say you know a little bit about swordsmanship, isn't it invincible.

Jiang Hao doesn't know how to read minds, otherwise, when he heard Long Wentian's words, he would definitely reply: Awesome, you guessed it right, my sword skills are indeed invincible in the world.

When eating at noon, Jiang Hao excused himself to say that his consignment had arrived and he went out to pick it up. Huo Guangshan kindly wanted to help Jiang Hao drive to pick it up, but Jiang Hao refused.

Just kidding, let him pick it up?How to get it?

I want to pick it up from the package, how can I let him pick it up.

Huo Guangshan didn't think much about it, and threw a car key backhand: "Drive my car!"

"Okay, thank you Brother Huo!" Jiang Hao didn't refuse, picked up the car keys and went out.

Long Wentian also wanted to follow, but was rushed by Jiang Hao to help Huo Guangshan heat up the stove. After all, Jiang Hao would start smelting the sword soon after he got it.

Jiang Hao drove the car outside for a walk, seeing that the time was almost up, he put the packed sword and sword from the space package into the trunk of the car, and drove back.

Jiang Hao walked into Huo Guangshan's studio with the package in his arms and said, "Everything is here, and I will trouble you for the rest."

"Don't worry, I'm a professional in this, I'll take a look at the baby you brought first."