Legendary Reckless Online Game

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In Jushan City, Song Zhan was lying in the teleportation array in a large font.

The strange posture made the soldiers guarding the teleportation array a little confused.

Song Zhan got up, patted the dust on his body, and greeted the soldiers with a smile.

After a routine inspection and a routine salute, Song Zhan walked out of the teleportation array.

Smacking his lips, Song Zhan recalled the joyful feeling of letting himself go just now.

Would you like to try a higher mountain next time?

Thinking about this problem in his mind, Song Zhan walked into the lounge and clicked to log off.

The early morning sunlight shines on the ground through the screen window, casting light mottled shadows.

Song Zhan took off his helmet, breathed in the slightly turbid air, and started a day's training plan.

It has been a full month since he started playing Shenwu Ji, and he has been exercising for twenty-eight days.

At this time, Song Zhan's originally somewhat chubby figure due to long periods of sitting had long since disappeared, replaced by a body of well-defined muscles. Paired with his sunny and handsome face, he was fully qualified to apply for a job that relied on his reputation to make a living.

, and may still be a strong contender for the top spot.

At eight o'clock in the morning, after finishing his run, Song Zhan had a hearty breakfast at his usual breakfast restaurant.

Then I returned home, rinsed briefly, and opened the mobile browser.

When he had nothing to do during the day, he always relied on himself to exercise. After all, it was not a long-term solution, so he wanted to find an authentic martial arts school to learn something.

But he had visited the nearest districts in Nancheng and could not find an authentic martial arts gym. Most of them were selling dog meat with sheep's heads.

The only good one I encountered was a fencing gym.

Song Zhan had to admit that after being influenced by the Internet, he was no longer able to face this word seriously.

Nancheng is the capital city of the province. Generally speaking, in addition to the normal basic necessities of life, if you want to learn some more advanced skills or engage in more advanced entertainment projects, there will always be a place.

Song Zhan expanded the search scope, looked at the comments from netizens, and shook his head.

Just when I was disappointed, a martial arts gym with the name "Eight Gate Golden Lock Sword" came into view. Judging from the location, it should be in the western suburbs of Nancheng.

Eight-door golden lock knife?

Although this is not a particularly southern city, it is still a city in the south of central China. Song Zhan checked it carefully and found that the eight-door golden lock knife was mainly popular in the north.

This is a bit strange.

Is this Bamen Jinsuo Knife Hall the same as the previous ones, a gimmick to show that foreign monks like to chant sutras, or is it authentic Chinese swordsmanship?

It will become clear if you go and take a look.

After checking the distance and taking a taxi for half an hour, Song Zhan made an appointment without further delay.

Gee, it’s still a little inconvenient.

"Handsome guy, go straight ahead and turn right. It's not easy to turn around here, so I sent you here."

In half an hour, Song Zhan arrived near his destination.

The western suburbs is an area that has only been planned and developed in recent years. There are obviously fewer people on the streets, and some fields have begun to appear on both sides of the road, growing vegetables and fruits.

Following the instructions of the driver's master, Song Zhan found the Bamen Jinsuo Swordsmanship Museum in an undeveloped open space.

The signboard of the Eight Gates Golden Lock Knife Shop hangs on a courtyard-style door. The door is black and shiny, with a glaze-colored joint at the joints, and is surrounded by mottled and peeling walls.

It looks like it occupies a large area and is quite old.

The door was ajar. Song Zhan knocked a few times. When no one opened the door, he opened the door and walked in.

Similar to the outside, the houses around the courtyard have a sense of old age. In the center of the entire courtyard is a huge, flat, smooth and even slightly reflective cement floor.

A red brick wall as high as Song Zhan's chest surrounded the land.

There is also a wooden sign hanging on the wall opposite the gate, and the workmanship is exquisite.

The square brown wood has been polished to a shiny finish, and the words "Eight-Door Golden Lock Knife" are etched into the wood. They are painted with gold paint and look quite sharp.

Looking past the low red brick wall, Song Zhan saw five students wearing training uniforms holding wooden swords and waving them inside.

Next to it, on a recliner, a middle-aged man, about fifty years old, was lying on his back, eyes half closed, watching the five students exercising.

When Song Zhan's eyes fell on him, the man also turned his head and looked over.

Like a blind man, his eyes have no luster.

But inexplicably, Song Zhan felt that some pressure fell on him.

Although this middle-aged man's eyes were dull and he was still lying on the recliner, he looked like he had a big frame and a strong body. His hands clasped in front of his abdomen were covered with calluses. He was wearing a very common gray short-sleeved shirt and a pair of casual long sleeves.

pants.

His dull eyes stared at Song Zhan for a while, then he got up from the recliner and walked over, across the low red brick wall, and asked in an indifferent voice: "Young young man, what do you do here?"

"Have a look." Song Zhan looked away from the middle-aged man and stared at the academy practicing in the field. He said slowly: "I heard that this is a swordsmanship hall, so I came to take a look."

The middle-aged man's expression remained unchanged, and he turned around with a dull expression: "Just take a look."

At this time, the students in the field also saw Song Zhan. As if to show off, the two students held wooden swords and started sparring.

Although it is just a wooden sword, the movements between the two are clean and neat, and the sword is quite powerful.

After watching the two of them sparring for a while, Song Zhan was able to conclude that there was indeed something good about this swordsmanship studio.

After all, he has been wielding a knife in the game for more than a month. Even though he has not received very formal training, he still understands some basic moves.

Not to mention that he trains and studies by himself every day. I can’t say it’s very effective, but at least he has developed his eyesight.

What he exercises is physical strength and how to exert force and withdraw force, and these basic concepts also exist in weapons.

Song Zhan could now see the strength in swinging the sword and the "skill" in sheathing the sword. Those two students who were sparring did have some basic skills.

Song Zhan walked around the wall, walked to the middle-aged man and asked, "Are you the owner of this swordsmanship hall, uncle?"

"Well," the middle-aged man still had the same cold tone, looked at Song Zhan up and down with half-closed eyes for a while, and said, "You seem to have some foundation."

"Well, I have been thinking about it for more than a month."

"More than a month?" The middle-aged man's eyes finally opened, and his originally indifferent face was like a calm lake, with a fallen leaf causing a ripple.

"Yes," Song Zhan nodded.

"Is that so...then you are here to verify what you have learned?" the middle-aged man asked feebly.

"Actually, I came here to learn some sword skills," Song Zhan looked at the other party and asked tentatively: "Your teaching is very good, how much is the tuition?"

"fifty thousand!"

"How much!" Song Zhan suspected that he heard wrongly.

"Fifty thousand," the middle-aged man's voice was straightforward, without any room for bargaining, and continued: "Bao will teach you the basic routines. Even the stupidest person will be able to teach you until he knows how to do it."

Song Zhan had a headache: "Then your price is too exaggerated, and your place is relatively remote and not very convenient."

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