Waste only needs a system, I am strong only by myself

Bai Wei bit her finger.

"Hitting me is like hitting yourself..."

She looked thoughtful.

"Newton's third law!"

"I seem to have realized it!"

Zhang Hao was surprised.

How can a little girl understand something as boring and difficult as Newton's third law of physics so quickly?
"What do you think."

Bai Wei continued to nibble on her fingers, organizing her words.

"Let me make an analogy."

"During yesterday's match, Senior Brother Li Xiaohua appeared to be giving away someone's head, but he was slapped non-stop. In fact, it was not the case. According to your teacher, Newton's third law, beating me is equal to beating yourself."

"Those people are clearly slapping Senior Brother Li Xiaohua's face with their hands."

"Secretly, Senior Brother Li Xiaohua is actually hitting other people's hands with his face!"

"All of us have misunderstood Senior Brother Li Xiaohua. He is not a sand sculpture, nor is he a masochist. He really fought with his face yesterday. He was fighting for the honor of Qingshan Sword Sect with his thin skin. struggle."

"Woooooo!"

"Brother Li Xiaohua is really great, we all misunderstood him."

Zhang Hao applauded.

"Your example is brilliant!"

"That's roughly what it means."

Li Xiaohua was dumbfounded.

Take a look!
Who are these people.

How wicked!

I honestly didn't do anything, and they wanted to pull me out and flog my corpse.

What are you fighting with your face?
Can you speak!
What you talk about is what you say, and what you learn is what you learn.

Why use me, Li Xiaohua, as an example?
Everyone was a little dazed by this explanation.

"Is that so?"

"I feel like he's teasing us!"

"I don't think so. What he said is true. He didn't do anything just now, and the flying sword hit him, and he was shattered."

After someone thought about it, he slapped his fellow disciple beside him hard.

He is a staunch experimentalist, and he will not draw conclusions until everything has been verified.

"Crap!"

"It hurts!"

The younger brother cried out in pain, then fainted to the ground.

The man carefully felt the numbing feedback from the palm of his hand.

And the slightly red and swollen palms that appeared too hard.

At this moment, his eyes widened.

It was as if a new continent had been discovered.

"Yes... it's true!"

"At that moment just now, I felt a force coming from my junior brother's face!"

"It is definitely the power I use."

The man looked disbelieving and full of doubts.

"Why is such a simple principle profound meaning, no one has ever discovered it before."

He looked at the junior brother lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth and twitching non-stop, lost in thought.

this moment.

It was as if something was sprouting in his heart.

His thoughts sublimated in an instant.

Many common but neglected phenomena in life scenes come to mind.

For example, when an apple is ripe, why does it fall to the ground instead of to the sky or to the side?

For example, why do people breathe, and what exactly is inhaled into the stomach?
For example, why do people tend to have diarrhea when they drink unboiled water, but they are fine when they drink hot water?

Immediately.

It was as if a hundred thousand reasons flashed through his mind one by one.

He bowed to Zhang Hao respectfully, and asked a little bit of doubt in his heart.

"When I slapped my junior brother just now, I used 2% of the strength, which can be called the reaction force of the feedback. Why is it only 1.8%?"

"If according to what you just said, the action force and reaction force between two interacting objects are always equal in size and opposite in direction, I should bear 2% of the reaction force."

Zhang Hao was very surprised.

This is a great talent!
Not only did he understand his words, but also discovered the problem of energy loss through experiments.

"You are very good!"

"Experiment is the only criterion for testing truth."

"The problems you just discovered in the experiment are very complicated, because of frictional resistance, loss in energy transmission and so on."

"It's hard to explain clearly for a while, if you want to understand, come to me at night, and I will explain it to you in detail."

The man was excited.

"Okay! It's a deal!"

The five members of the trusteeship team looked dignified.

"Newton's third law of mechanics?"

"The things this person knows are so weird!"

They didn't have any countermeasures for a while, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

Zhang Hao smiled.

"Your turn is over, now it's my turn!"

"Junior Sister Bai Wei, take care, I'm going to fight back with the way of music!"

"Keep your eyes open so you don't miss a single detail."

Zhang Hao closed his eyes tightly.

Raise a hand.

"There are many kinds of musical instruments in the world."

"Each has its own characteristics and competes with each other."

"The so-called thousand-year pipa and ten thousand-year zither play an erhu for a lifetime."

"All kinds of musical instruments, the suona is the king, either ascending to heaven or worshiping the hall. I don't know the sound of the suona at first, but I am already a person in the coffin. People on the Huangquan Road are depressed, and they recall their past on the Wangxiang platform. Meng Po forgets her life with a soup, Naihe bridge Go up to the remnant soul, and be a Haotian person in the next life."

"Elegant sound of music, follow my orders!"

"Here!"

"When the suona comes out, who will fight for the front!"

A musical instrument like a trumpet flower appeared in Zhang Hao's hand.

He stroked affectionately, and continued to mutter in his mouth.

"As soon as the song is played and the cloth is covered, the whole village is waiting for the food to be served, walking and lifting, followed by a piece of white. As soon as the coffin is lifted and the soil is buried, relatives and friends start crying, firecrackers, suona blowing, the front Carrying, chasing after, knowing that I don’t hear anything outside the coffin, I only dance Huang Quandi, and go all the way to the palace of the king of hell, and there will be no nostalgia in the world.”

This doggerel spread throughout the venue.

Everyone who listened to it felt the desolation in the poem.

Bai Wei's eyes widened, staring closely at the suona in Zhang Hao's hand.

"What kind of musical instrument is this? What an exaggerated shape."

"I feel the regal air of this instrument."

The five members of the trusteeship team had a bad feeling, and they nodded to each other.

Decided to make a killer move.

He vowed to fulfill the order of the crooked mouth spirit king.

"disease!"

Immediately, many flying swords appeared in the arena again.

Zhang Hao was instantly surrounded by hundreds of flying swords with sword spirits.

"I don't believe it, he can shatter a hundred of my flying swords!"

Hundreds of flying swords rushed down at the same time, and their power was extraordinary.

Zhang Hao has been silent in the ocean of music at this moment.

this moment.

He is integrated with suona.

Zhang Hao gently put the suona to his mouth to debug.

A unique high-pitched sound came out.

The extremely strong penetrating power and infectious power spread throughout the venue.

There are also elegant people who love musical instruments among the people present.

It's just that they've never heard an instrument with such a magical sound.

"This old man can be considered a master when it comes to musical instruments."

"But I swear! The timbres of all other instruments are absolutely eclipsed by this suona!"

Zhang Hao is satisfied.

"Next, I will bring you a song "Big Funeral", I hope you like it!"

The style of the funeral music is sad, but it is a classic suona repertoire of funeral affairs.

As soon as this song comes out.

There was a deathly silence.

That shocking tone.

That piercing music style.

Let people's sadness flow against the river.