A Panda's Martial Arts

"Method?"

The panda was stunned.

"What can you do?"

"Of course it's your quick fix."

Yelena glanced at the panda.

"You go teach them what art is."

Chapter 55 Adult Art

Those who came to receive training were all a group of skinny men.

Perhaps until now, pandas have really come into contact with the other side of the port city.

It's not the prosperity of business on the street, nor the mingling of cups at the banquet, but the men with green eyes in front of them——

If you look at it from the perspective before the catastrophe, many of them are actually in good shape, and the muscle lines can be clearly seen on the shirtless upper body, but the panda knows that this is not the result of sweating like rain in some gym results.

This is pure starvation.

Hunger and strength seem to have nothing to do with each other, but in today's chaotic era, perhaps only those who are strong enough are qualified to be hungry——

Just because those who are not strong enough have turned into corpses.If they want to survive and have enough to eat, they have to fight and grab it. Only in this way can they survive, and only if they survive can they be qualified to think about other things.

"This is the wilderness."

Yelena couldn't help but sigh a little when she saw these men with bare upper body and scars, and eyes like hungry wolves.

"Don't be afraid of them, boy, we wastelanders have always been like this... They do look a little scary, but if you will accept them, they will also make your best knives."

After saying this, Yelena turned around and left without even saying hello to these men, leaving only the young city lord and these men on the training ground.

This is giving him space, the panda can feel it.Obviously, this woman who almost became his cheap stepmother has gone too far than Mr. Hushan——

Mr. Hushan just expressed his support verbally, but this old woman reincarnated from the horizontal bar directly threw a team for him.

Just by looking at the green eyes of these men, one can see that these people are definitely a group of good thugs. Although they may be lacking in physique, this fierceness can make them explode beyond imagination.

But here lies the problem, can he really let these people understand what art is?

Forget about art, he himself still doesn't understand what's going on, and he still has to teach this group of people... How could it be possible?

Think about it, think about it, there is always a way.Thinking about the proposition at the beginning, he vaguely remembered that although the old woman reincarnated on the horizontal bar asked him to teach art, she seemed to have mentioned "Bone Painting Realm" before——

This also means that the key point is whether this group of people can quickly improve their combat capabilities.

Once the core direction is found, the next thing will be easy to handle.Although he is not good at art, it doesn't mean that he is not good at martial arts. I just want to point out these people. According to his level, they are not at all...

"wrong!"

As if remembering something, the panda suddenly slapped its head.

Immediately afterwards, his back was sweating.

When things go wrong, there must be a demon, so he said how the old woman who was reincarnated on the horizontal bar made friends so simply——

If he really followed the method of teaching martial arts in this way, what awaited him might not be to betray his identity on the spot and turn against Port City.

Obviously, Yelena was using his inertia of thinking to set him off.As long as he is really one-sided like the cloaked brown bear, and he can't see the problem, he will be fine.

But if he knows how to use his brain like he does now, and knows how to find out the key direction to solve the problem...it is almost equivalent to standing on the street with a loudspeaker and shouting "I am a fake".

Obviously, Yelena actually had doubts about him.

This kind of thing is no wonder, after all, the old woman almost became his cheap stepmother, although she doesn't talk about it on weekdays, but the relationship is so close, the old woman must be quite familiar with the cloaked brown bear——

Although the Panda side can completely talk about the seven years of going out to study, and say that everyone will change a little after they complete their studies, but after all, it only makes sense logically, and it doesn't mean that they can really dispel the doubts in others' hearts with a single sentence.

People often have their own ways of dealing with doubts.

Obviously, Yelena's solution is to let the young city lord show his feet.

"Good guy..."

After thinking about this, Panda took a breath of relief. The confrontation at the level of consciousness just now was no less than fighting two pterodactyls to him.

Fortunately, after all, he was the first to see through the old woman's scheme.

Mastering the opponent's offensive first means mastering the initiative.

What's more, this is what he is best at.

"Then today, I will tell you what art is!"

After the train of thought was completely cleared up, the panda decisively chose to put it badly.

Yes, he doesn't know art, but all that matters is that he doesn't know art—

Unlike Mr. Hushan who just wanted to practice with the younger generation, Yelena obviously dug a hole for him to step on.

If he really managed things well, it would be revealing instead, what he wanted was that he couldn't handle things well, messed up things, and looked like a waste, which was closer to the original version of the cloaked brown bear.

Simply put, it's bullshit.

The farther you go, the better.

"Do any of you know what art is?"

"This……"

A group of fierce men looked at each other in blank dismay.

They only know that they are here to attend the lectures, saying that it is a way for them to quickly enter the Bone Painting Realm... But shouldn't this kind of thing be done by the Young City Bishop in front of them?How come they are talking again?

"Say it, say whatever you want."

The panda laughed.

"If you have any understanding of art, let's talk about it. Everyone's ideas must be different. I will know how to teach after listening to it..."

This is classic kickball, leaving the time he was going to speak to these guys to do it——

Panda roughly counted, there are about 1 of these men in front of him, and if each of them chats for 10 minute, that means [-] minutes have passed.

Going back and forth like this, Che Jilu talked back and forth, the whole class was over soon, and he didn't even have to teach.

Do not use force with intention, use ingenuity without clumsiness, since the opponent has hidden needles, then use a set of combo and strike to lure the opponent's hidden attack to the empty space.

Although this is not a fight between fists and feet.But there is no doubt that this is also Wu's thinking.

It is also a rather novel experience for pandas to fight each other in this way.

In his heart's eye, he might not be able to fight against the old woman who became a fine horizontal bar if eight of them were tied up - but if this matter was treated as a contest, then he would not lose no matter what.

"Come, come, tell me, what is your understanding of art?"

"This...then I'll go first."

A man standing at the front spoke.

"Art is killing people! Let him die beautifully! Die well!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the others were a little bit wrong-although they didn't know what art was and whether it could be eaten, at least they knew that art and killing people were two different things.As a result, the first person to open his mouth did this... Which mental retardation made this cerebral palsy speak first?

It was only the first sentence that started to be muddled, and these guys felt that their faces were about to be thrown away.

But at this moment, they heard applause.

That was the sound of thick bear paws clapping together.

"Good! You said it well! That's great!"

In front of everyone, the panda nodded repeatedly.

"What are you doing with this expression? What he said is obviously right... Haven't you guys thought about this question? Haven't you thought about what it would be like to die in an ugly way?"

"This……"

All the men looked at each other in blank dismay, they really hadn't thought about this.

But the young city lord in front of him gave the answer first.

"Think about it, you hold a sword, or a spear, and fight with your opponent."

The panda gesticulated while narrating, as if there really was such an enemy by his side.

"You fought fiercely, but you still won. You picked up your own sword. It was really a good sword. After cutting for so long, there were only a few small nicks. At the critical moment, you knew very well that it was better than chopping. It is said that assassination is more likely to be fatal, so when you have the upper hand, you stabbed the sword into the enemy's stomach without hesitation, and then pulled it out..."

"That's right! That's it!"

Many men have already started applauding, just because the young city lord in front of him is so similar.

The exaggerated movements, the vivid dubbing, and the occasional onomatopoeia...although it is a bit different from the actual combat.But there is no doubt that this is indeed the scene of their battles, and it is also the content of their lives.

Can you learn something aside? Now that the young city lord is willing to put down his posture and chat with them like this, it is obviously a happy thing.

It's just that soon, they can't laugh anymore.

Just because, the giant cloaked bear in front of him brought the invisible sword to the tip of his nose and asked.

"After you pulled out your sword, you realized that your sword had pierced the enemy's intestines, and the feces in the intestines were also stained."

"Uh..." The expression of the cloaked giant bear was too exaggerated, which directly caused the faces of the men present to turn green——

With just one movement, they all vaguely recalled some not-so-good smells.Obviously, such embarrassing incidents, while uncommon, are by no means uncommon.

But in front of them, the giant cloaked bear still had no intention of stopping.

"You try to find some paper to wipe the blade, at least you can't insert it back into the sheath with shit on it. But at this moment, you suddenly found that there was a little brown stuff stuck in the gap of your blade. After a long time, I can't get it out..."

"Stop it! Stop it! We know we're wrong!"

The overly graphic action made these men who were still laughing call stop on the spot, and the faces of a few of them were already dark, obviously recalling some painful memories.

Fortunately, the giant cloaked bear in front of them finally stopped.

"So, you should also understand that letting the enemy die beautifully and well is indeed a kind of art."

While talking, the panda casually made a vigorous hacking movement.

"Look, like this, chopping off the enemy's head at once, the action is beautiful and entertaining, and the most important thing is that this way of death is not so disgusting, don't you think?"

"Then it really is art."