Chapter 182 Martial Arts Route

Su Xin took off the notice, which was unexpected by everyone present.

Fang Qiaohua's face showed surprise, and he held his son's hand tightly, but seeing Su Xin's appearance now, he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Su Xin looks like a young Confucian scholar now, with a thin body and a gentle manner, and he doesn't look like a warrior at all.

The two gatekeepers were taken aback for a moment, and then said viciously: "Boy, do you know what you are doing?"

Both of them belonged to Lin Wancheng, and they followed Fang Qiaohua here not to protect her, but to watch her jokes and report to the Patriarch.

But I didn't expect that today there would be someone who dared to take off this notice today, especially the guy in front of him with a boyish face, who didn't look like a warrior. Teacher Qing's excuse to get close to Fang Qiaohua, right?

Thinking of this, the two servants looked at Su Xin even more fiercely.

This pretty widow was under the control of their master. Although the mistress watched closely, she couldn't let others touch her easily.

Su Xin rolled up the notice, and said lightly: "Your Lin family posted a notice to recruit a martial arts teacher. I think you are not bad, so you come to apply. Is there anything wrong?"

A servant snorted coldly: "You have the guts to apply for a teacher just because you look like a coward? I'll try to see if you have the qualifications first!"

As soon as the words fell, the famous servant Ding immediately shot, punching vigorously, and hit Su Xin.

The Lin family is a big family in the Lingzhou Prefecture, of course not only members of the Lin family who know martial arts, some loyal servants are also eligible to be taught martial arts.

These two servants are Lin Wancheng's confidantes, and he taught him some basic martial arts. Although they are not in the early days of Acquired Day, they have also opened up a few acupuncture points.

Fang Qiaohua exclaimed: "Young master, be careful!"

The other people below couldn't bear to shake their heads. This guy doesn't look like a warrior at all. I'm afraid the Lin family member can beat him and vomit blood with a single punch.

Su Xin smiled lightly, stretched out a finger and flicked it lightly, the sandbag-sized fist collided with the slender finger, but the servant flew out with a scream, and one arm was pointed by Su Xin broken!

An innate warrior with no internal strength left is also an innate warrior.

Su Xin couldn't use his internal force because he hurt the meridians.

But Su Xin's muscles and bones are still intact, and the strength from the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu and the physical strength far surpassing that of a martial artist in the Divine Palace are still there.

What's more, his combat experience, his ability to control the force when fighting, etc., these things will not change because of the injury, let alone a young man who doesn't even reach the early days of the day after tomorrow, even if he is the day after tomorrow Dzogchen, it may not necessarily Can beat Su Xin.

Everyone's eyes widened. This guy didn't look like a martial artist, but he turned out to be a master who pretended to be a pig and eat a tiger. Judging by his strength, he should be in the early days of the day after tomorrow, right?

Most of the warriors judge the opponent's strength by relying on the strength of the opponent's true energy. The acquired martial artist's true energy is weak, and Su Xin did not use his true energy. Anyway, from their perspective, this seemingly weak warrior is the acquired initial state.

Su Xin stretched out his fingers and tapped a few times on the stone lion in front of the Lin Mansion's gate, and immediately poked a few small holes on the stone lion like poking tofu.

Seeing this scene, the remaining famous family member Ding was frightened and dared not speak, and immediately turned around and ran away with the man whose arm was broken by Su Xin.

Generally speaking, even a person who has never practiced internal skills can smash a one-foot-thick bluestone with one palm if he has cultivated the Iron Sand Palm to a great height.

But smashing it into pieces is completely different from poking the stone lion into holes like Su Xin, who seemed to be poking tofu. This kind of strength is too terrifying.

The janitor left, and the others followed suit. Fang Qiaohua took his son and bowed to Su Xin, and said gratefully: "Thank you for your kindness, sir. I am very grateful. Dare to ask your name?" name?"

Fang Qiaohua knew that his ten taels of silver would not be able to invite a martial artist to be his teacher.

Today's move was also forced and helpless. She posted the notice just to see if there was any warrior who sympathized with their mother and child and extended a helping hand. She did not expect that someone would actually help, and her strength was not weak.

Su Xin said lightly: "Madam, you are welcome, I am Su Qingze."

"Qing'er, hurry up and kowtow to your teacher." Fang Qiaohua urged his son.

Lin Qing, who was a little dumbfounded, was about to kowtow, but was stopped by Su Xin.

"I'm just a teacher, not a master, and I don't have any plans to accept disciples for the time being." Su Dao said.

The difference between a teacher and a master is a world of difference. A martial artist can have many teachers, but a master can only have one.

Fang Qiaohua is not from the world, she doesn't know that there are so many specialties in a teacher apprenticeship ceremony.

After asking Lin Qing to salute Su Xin, she immediately brought Su Xin into Lin's mansion and arranged a place for him.

After Lin Wanze's death, Fang Qiaohua's mother and daughter were placed in the most remote part of the Lin Mansion. Although there were a few courtyards, they were not comparable to where they lived before.

Fang Qiaohua was still somewhat wary of Su Xin in her heart. After all, with Lin Wancheng's matter ahead of her, she was wary of any man, so she arranged Su Xin's residence far away from their mother and child.

But everyone didn't know that Su Xin's interest in her was not as great as Lin Qingda who seemed a little dumbfounded.

At this time, in the center of the Lin family's mansion, Lin Wancheng and his wife Nie Hanmei were listening to the servant's report.

With a cold face, Nie Hanmei cursed: "That bitch is still so ignorant, she still wants to find a teacher for her son? Today I will drive them out of the Lin Mansion completely!"

Lin Wanze quickly comforted him: "Ma'am, please calm down first, that woman only found an early acquired martial artist, so what's the big deal about letting him teach Lin Qing?"

Nie Hanmei looked at him coldly: "You still speak for that bitch, don't you still have any thoughts about her?"

Lin Wancheng hurriedly swore: "Of course it's not impossible! That bitch has ruined my reputation in Lingzhou Mansion, how can I still protect her?

But you also know the roots of our Lin family. What did Lin Qing say about my Lin family's bloodline? If I force their mother and son away and let the master's family know, I will be in trouble. "

Nie Hanmei curled her lips in disdain and said, "You always talk about the master's family. Your Lin family has stayed in Lingzhou Mansion for more than ten years, and you have never seen a single person from your master's family."

Lin Wancheng smiled apologetically and said, "If you're not afraid of ten thousand, you're just in case. Don't worry, I'm the head of the Lin family now, and it will be our son in the future. If Lin Qing wants to learn martial arts, let him learn from that acquired martial artist. There won't be any troubles." here."

The Lin family was able to gain a foothold in Lingzhou Mansion because it relied on his eldest brother in the past, but now it depends on his wife Nie Hanmei, so Lin Wancheng persuaded Nie Hanmei softly, and finally made her happy, and no longer proposed to completely clean up Lin Qing's mother and son. The matter of driving out of Lingzhou Mansion.

Anyway, from Lin Wancheng's point of view, the mother and son are nothing to worry about. If the master punishes them for such a trivial matter, it will not be worth the loss.

It has been more than ten years since people from the Lin family of theirs left the master's house, but even so, he still couldn't forget the fear brought about by the strict family law of the master's family.

After Su Xin settled down in the Lin family, he began to prepare to teach Lin Qing.

He has a lot of things to prove about the foundation of martial arts. After all, he didn't learn all the martial arts directly, but the system directly gave him 5% proficiency.

This stupid Lin Qing was just ten years old and had reached the age of learning martial arts. Su Xin just took him as a test subject to confirm some of his conjectures.

"What basics of martial arts have you learned?" Su Xin asked.

Lin Qing replied honestly: "I have only learned the basic internal strength passed down from my family, opened up one acupuncture point, and the swordsmanship passed down from my family."

"Then show it to me."

Lin Qing nodded, picked up a small wooden sword and began to brandish it. It was not bad at all.

Su Xin only looked at it for a while and then shook his head. This set of swordsmanship is indeed not very clever, but it can be used bluntly by Lin Qing, just like doing radio gymnastics.

"Okay, stop."

Su Xin stopped, frowned and said, "Who did you learn how to use a sword from?"

"My father."

Su Dao said: "From today onwards, you should stop practicing this set of sword skills."

Lin Qing asked in a daze: "Then what should I practice? Master, do you want to give me a new set of swordsmanship?"

Su Xin shook his head and said, "No, what I want to teach you is the way to use a sword."

"By using a sword?"

Su Xin picked up Lin Qing's small wooden sword and tapped it up, down, left, and right. He also used Lin Qing's set of sword skills just now, but the feeling of using it was absolutely different.

Lin Qing rubbed his head in a daze, not sure if the set of sword techniques used by the teacher was his family tradition.

Su Xin withdrew his sword, pointed to Lin Qing's chest and said, "Martial arts are dead, but people are alive. This style of swordsmanship requires upward movement. Why can't I stab downward? In a life-and-death fight, the enemy will not come as you expected move.

So you have to remember that when fighting against others, what moves is the heart, what changes is the trick. Do whatever you want, let the opponent follow your rhythm, this is the martial art that really belongs to you. "

When Su Xin was instructing Lin Qing, he was also examining the various martial arts he had learned along the way.

He has learned a variety of skills, including swordsmanship, boxing technique, palm technique, fingering technique and even body training exercises. It is estimated that there are few people in the whole Jianghu who can learn more complicated techniques than him.

As the saying goes, it is not as good as a good one. This is common sense, common sense that even children know.

But Su Xin has a system, unless he now has unlimited villain value and can buy a category of martial arts at will to form a reasonable cultivation system, otherwise there will be a lottery, maybe something will be drawn.

It’s fine if it’s a garbage martial skill, but if the level is very high, even if it doesn’t match Su Xin’s current route, then Su Xin has to bite the bullet and practice. (To be continued.)

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