Chapter 823 It's Just a Monster

Fan Xian put a hand on Qin Hao's shoulder: "Brother, how do you practice this martial arts?"

Qin Hao quickly flipped through the nameless secret book, and quickly engraved all the contents in his mind through AlphaGo, and at the same time deduced it through computational power.

"Isn't there a picture on it? You can't imitate a cat or a tiger?"

"Is it that simple? I heard that this thing can cultivate Qi, doesn't it require meridians to run or something?" Fan Xian looked at Qin Hao dumbfounded.

Qin Hao was happy. This kid probably read too many martial arts novels in his previous life.

Qing Yunian's world's true energy is actually not true energy, but nuclear radiation. After the extinction of prehistoric civilization, human beings have gradually adapted to nuclear radiation through hundreds of thousands of years of evolution, and have mastered the absorption of nuclear radiation through some methods. Nuclear radiation tips.

These techniques actually help the body absorb nuclear radiation faster through some specific movements. After strengthening itself to a certain extent, it can be released externally to defend against enemies. The effect is somewhat like "infuriating energy"

Take Fan Xian's "Domineering Qi" as an example. It was summed up by the temple's supercomputer after thousands of years of calculation and deduction. Although it is very powerful after being mastered, in essence "Domineering Qi" is actually just A relatively profound set of "radio gymnastics"

Of course, calling it "broadcast gymnastics" is just a metaphor, and the depth of its content is definitely unmatched by broadcast gymnastics. However, Qing Yunian's world practice is a combination of accelerating the absorption of nuclear radiation through some specific postures.

"Brother, are you sure this works?" Fan Xian made a gesture according to the contents in the secret book.

However, the next second, an invisible force knocked him down. Qin Hao made the same gesture, then punched out, and a branch as thick as his wrist was broken in response.

Fan Xian opened his mouth wide and looked at Qin Hao with disbelief.

Qin Hao's book boy and the guards following him also looked like they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

"Is this the domineering Qi? It is indeed the technique that created the strongest master. It is indeed extraordinary." Qin Hao was secretly shocked. He had only been practicing for a while, and then combined with the half-step collapse fist, he was able to achieve this. Effect.

Seeing that Hunter was happy, Fan Xian also punched a tree. There was a click, and then he squatted on the spot holding his wrists and screamed.

"Isn't this right? It's the same technique, why are you so good after you practice it?"

Qin Hao pretended to think: "Maybe I have the foundation before."

"Is that so? How old are you?"

"My sixth birthday is three months away."

Fan Xian's eyes lit up: "You are the same age as me. Even if you start practicing as soon as you can walk, it will only take you three years at most. Does that mean I will be as good as you in three years?"

"It should be about the same." Qin Hao agreed on the surface, but secretly laughed in his heart. Fan Xian had mistaken a concept. The third-level realm at the age of five is very different from the third-level realm at the age of eight.

Fan Xian put his hand on Qin Hao's shoulder excitedly: "By the way, buddy, I don't know your name yet."

"Qin Hao."

"My name is Fan Xian, and we are friends from today on."

Fan Xian was secretly proud. The child in front of him had such talent at such a young age. Will he be able to do it again in the future? Take advantage of this opportunity to hug your thigh quickly, and you are not allowed to walk sideways in the future?

Since I learned "Domineering Qi" from Fan Xian, I owe him a favor.

"Okay, if you encounter any trouble in the future, just come to me." Qin Hao thought for a moment and agreed happily. After all, behind Fan Xian is not only Wu Zhu, who is as powerful as the Grand Master, but there are also so many people who are not his biological father but are better than his biological father. With the big boss covering him, this little guy got a good harvest.

Just when Qin Hao was teaching Fan Xian the next move, a clear girl's voice suddenly came out from behind the stone.

"Brother, where have you been? Why haven't you come back yet?"

Fan Xian suddenly slapped his forehead: "Oh no, I forgot about Ruoruo in the excitement."

After saying that, Fan Xian put the secret book in his arms and ran to the stream. While running, he did not forget to turn around and wave to Qin Hao: "Brother, see you later."

Qin Hao smiled and nodded at him. His goal had been achieved, and there was no need to continue to follow Fan Xian.

On the other side, after saying goodbye to Qin Hao, Fan Xian climbed over the boulder and came to the stream. He saw a girl playing in the stream, holding a pebble shaped like magatama in her hand.

"Brother, what did you do just now? I told you to ignore me." Fan Ruoruo pouted and complained.

Fan Xian scratched the back of his head in embarrassment: "I just met a very powerful kid."

"Brother, did you fight with him?" Fan Ruoruo asked worriedly.

"No, how could I fight with someone casually?" Fan Xian said this, but what he was thinking in his heart was: "How can I beat him?"

"Oh, then how do you know someone is great?"

"Well, you'll know this when you come with me."

With that said, Fan Xian brought Fan Ruoruo to the tree just now and pointed to the broken branch on the ground: "Look, this is what he broke with a punch from the air."

"Wow, he's so powerful. Brother, please don't fight with him in the future." Fan Ruoruo didn't know what breaking a branch with a punch from the air meant. She was just worried that her brother might be seriously injured if he got into a fight. serious.

Fan Xian was speechless for a while. He had to dare to talk nonsense.

On the other side, after Qin Hao returned, he did not hide what happened today. Anyway, if he didn't tell the book boy and the guard, he would definitely tell the cheap daddy.

When Qin Hui heard that his son actually had a talent for martial arts, he was a little skeptical at first, so he called the captain of the guard beside him and asked Qin Hao to show off his skills in front of him.

Qin Hao did not hide his skills too much, and used 70% to 80% of his strength to show his little trick of breaking a vase from two steps away.

The captain of the guard was stunned. He himself had the strength of the sixth rank, and breaking a vase from a distance was just a trick for him, but the problem was that his young master was less than six years old. Looking at the entire Qing Kingdom, reaching the third rank at the age of five is not to say that there will be no one after him, but at least there will be no one before him.

"How is it? Does my son have a talent for martial arts?" Qin Hui asked nervously.

The captain of the guard couldn't help but smile bitterly. If he didn't have a talent for martial arts, then wouldn't he have practiced for so many years?

"My Lord, the young master is a rare martial arts genius, and his future achievements will surely far exceed those of me."

Qin Hui lowered his head and whispered in the captain's ear: "Are you sure you are not trying to please me?"

"My Lord, I dare not speak nonsense. As long as the young master practices diligently, it is not impossible for him to achieve the ninth rank in the future."

Ninth rank? Qin Hui's eyes almost popped out. What does a ninth rank warrior mean? There are only four grandmasters in the world. Nanqing is the strongest, but there are only two grandmasters, and one of them has been hiding in the palace for many years.

The ninth rank warriors in the world are all powerful fighting forces cultivated by various countries with all their efforts. Each of them is a prestigious existence. If you can have a ninth rank warrior, the whole family will prosper.

When Qin Hui thought of this, he was ecstatic. For him, what legitimate sons and illegitimate sons, what personal preferences, can be completely thrown aside. Carrying forward the family is his lifelong wish.

"Okay, okay, I never thought my son is good at both literature and martial arts. Qin Ming, the master ordered you to teach Haoer martial arts with all your strength, and you must not hide anything." Qin Hui hid his hands that were shaking with excitement behind his back, so that he would not appear so out of control in front of his son.

"As the master has entrusted me, I will do my best, but I am not very talented, so I may be able to help the young master." The captain of the guards still has self-knowledge. According to the potential shown by Qin Hao, it is estimated that he will surpass him in a few years. Such a "monster" will be jealous even for a grandmaster, right? How can he be qualified to be someone else's master?

After hearing what the captain of the guard said, Qin Hui also reacted: "Well, you are right, it is indeed necessary to find a famous teacher for Haoer."

"How about this, you teach Haoer some basics first, and the rest will be discussed after the master finds a famous teacher for Haoer."

"I obey your command."

Qin Yang looked at her husband's ecstatic look, and her heart was so sour. Why did her son, who was weak and sick since childhood, give birth to a boy who was both civil and martial.

"Haoer, you go back and rest first, don't worry, your father will mobilize the power of the whole family to find a famous teacher for you."

In fact, it is no longer important for him to get the "domineering true qi" whether the teacher is famous or not, but it is good to learn more about the power system of this world. After all, the original drama mainly focuses on power and intrigue, and the description of the power system is not detailed.

"Thank you, father, I will take my leave." Qin Hao bowed and left the front hall.

Qin Hui looked at Qin Hao's back and smiled so hard that his mouth couldn't close. Qin Yangshi felt so sad when she saw this scene.

From the next day, Qin Hao became busy. He studied and practiced calligraphy in the morning, and practiced martial arts under the "teaching" of the captain of the guard in the afternoon.

Originally, Qin Hui planned to stop Qin Hao's cultural courses. After all, no matter how well he studied, he could only get a top score in the exam, and he would only be a sixth-rank official.

But the ninth-rank warrior is different. It is a guardian that can make a family rise.

However, Qin Hao refused on the grounds that he didn't want to be a warrior with courage but no strategy. He still needed to understand the world through reading. A scholar knows everything in the world without going out.

Qin Hui thought that it seemed to make sense, so he agreed, but told the captain of the guard to teach carefully.

As a result, the captain of the guard almost doubted his life on the first day of teaching Qin Hao.

Whether it was boxing or swordsmanship, once he taught them, Qin Hao could do all the moves easily. If he hadn't known that this young master had never practiced martial arts before, he would have suspected that he was playing a trick on him.

What made him even more ashamed was that this young master had an incredibly high level of comprehension. Not only could he learn all kinds of moves exactly, but after practicing several times, he even did better than him in some details.

"This is not a genius, it's simply a monster!" The captain of the guards found that it was not a good thing for his apprentice to be too smart.

Fortunately, the course of teaching some basic knowledge of martial artists gave the captain of the guards some comfort.

"Master, there are nine ranks of warriors in the world, with the first rank being the lowest and the ninth rank being the highest."

"But even the lowest rank one warrior is not comparable to ordinary people, and three or five ordinary strong men of the same age cannot get close to him."

"Advanced to the second rank, one punch can kill a strong ox."

"The third rank is a qualitative change, and within three steps, you can release your true energy to hurt the enemy."

"There is no essential difference between the fourth and sixth ranks, all of which absorb the vitality of heaven and earth and strengthen their own bodies."

"The seventh and eighth ranks have a minor success in the physical body. Even if you don't circulate the true energy, you can resist ordinary arrows with your physical body alone."

"The ninth rank has a major success in the physical body, and one person can defeat a city!"

"As for the Grandmaster, there are only four in the world, each of whom is a person who can turn the world upside down, and their strength cannot be measured by common sense."

Qin Hao nodded slightly. From the captain of the guard, he also learned some secrets of the martial arts world.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed. On this day, Qin Hao was practicing swordsmanship with the captain of the guard. As for boxing and kicking, the captain of the guard felt that he had nothing to teach Qin Hao, so he could only find some sense of existence in swordsmanship.

"Master, Fan Xian, the son of Si Nanbo, wants to see you." The book boy came to Qin Hao and whispered.

Qin Hao retracted the special short sword and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"Sir, let's stop here today."

The captain of the guard nodded: "Master, you are making rapid progress. I'm afraid it won't be long before you can enter the fourth grade. It won't hurt to take a little rest."

When saying this, the captain of the guard felt sour in his heart. It's only been half a month, and the other party is about to advance from the third grade to the fourth grade. How long did it take him? Three years or five years?

It's true that people die when compared to others, and goods are thrown away when compared to goods.

Soon, the book boy brought Fan Xian and Fan Ruoruo to Qin Hao's courtyard.

Fan Xian was not polite and lay down directly on Qin Hao's recliner. The fruits and vegetables on the table did not escape his clutches.

"Brother, you are good here."

Qin Hao ignored him and turned his head to look at Fan Ruoruo who was following him.

A round little face, white skin as delicate and smooth as a freshly peeled eggshell, eyes like two shining black gems, blinking long eyelashes, revealing curiosity and liveliness. Under the slightly upturned little nose is a rosy little mouth, inadvertently revealing tender white milk teeth.

"Oh, this is my sister Fan Ruoruo." Fan Xian saw Qin Hao looking at his sister, and didn't think much about it. After all, she was just a child of a few years old, what bad intentions could she have?

Fan Ruoruo bowed to Qin Hao gracefully: "Greetings, Brother Qin."

"Sister Ruoruo, no need to be polite." Qin Hao also bowed to her.

Fan Xian was a little impatient: "Aren't you tired of doing this? It's so hard to have no adults around, and you still have to go through all this red tape."

"Do you think everyone is like you, like a wild monkey?" Qin Hao said unhappily.

Fan Ruoruo laughed out loud when she heard this. It was rare to see her brother being embarrassed. In the past, he had always been the one to tease others.

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

Faced with Qin Hao's question, Fan Xian slapped his forehead: "I almost forgot the main thing."

"Brother, I heard that you are learning martial arts from a sixth-rank master, can you teach me as well?"

Qin Hao was a little confused: "The skill of the guy in the grocery store should be more than the sixth rank, right? Why don't you let him teach you?"

"Don't mention it, look at the wound on my body."

When Fan Xian was mentioned, he looked like he had no desire to live. Wu Zhu's teaching method was amazing. He actually asked Fan Xian to dodge his attacks. If he couldn't dodge, he would be beaten. Although Wu Zhu would retract his strength, it still hurt when he was beaten.

After being beaten for two days, Fan Xian couldn't stand it anymore and went on strike. Wu Zhu probably thought it was too early to teach him now, so he agreed.