Rebirth of the strongest catcher

Chapter 72 Ordinary People's Yearning for Martial Arts
Under Hu Buxi's urging, Xing Shan had to continue his ridiculous training of catching nightingales in the middle of the night. After several nights in a row, he still found nothing. Instead, he lost a lot of weight, but his figure did indeed decrease a lot.

Before Hu Buxi trained him, he already knew that his aptitude was mediocre, but he didn't expect it to be so mediocre. He regretted taking on this hard job, but he had to continue to spur this guy.

Just when he thought it would take at least a month for him to successfully train Xing Shan, that night, Xing Shan suddenly managed to catch ten nightingales and showed them in front of him without any damage.

Hu Buxi stared at these nightingales dumbfounded, and couldn't help asking, "How did you catch them?"

Xing Shan shrugged, his face full of pride, "I didn't use Qing Kung Fu, I didn't use tools, I didn't hurt them at all, you care how I caught them?"

Hu Buxi frowned, reached out and grabbed Xing Shan's throat, "Say it?"

Xing Shan didn't expect that he would come for real, so he quickly opened his hand and compromised: "Tell me, can I say it?"

He rubbed his throat and muttered: "I think those nightingales feed on insects, so I poisoned the insects in the woods with medicine, starved these nightingales for a few days, and then lured them with fresh insects." They take the bait, and they naturally fall into the trap."

Hearing this, Hu Buxi raised his hand and gave him a chestnut, and said angrily: "I let you catch nightingales with bare hands to exercise your skills, now you use your cleverness to catch them, what's the difference from not practicing? "

Xing Shan scratched his head, and muttered: "It's not that I want to take a shortcut, but with my aptitude and your training method, I'm afraid I won't succeed if I don't practice for a year or so. If you want to learn sword skills, don't you have to wait until the year of the monkey to get revenge?"

Hearing that Xing Shan questioned the way he trained him, Hu Buxi snorted coldly and said displeasedly: "After all, you still don't trust my training method. If that's the case, then you should hire another expert. , don’t pester me to help you all day long.”

After saying that, Hu Buxi turned around and wanted to leave, but Xing Shan hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

"I'm just talking about what's on my mind. You don't need to be so stingy, right? If you insist on me practicing in this way, then I'll keep practicing. Don't be angry, can you?"

Seeing Xing Shan's grievance, Hu Buxi was angry and funny. It was obvious that this guy was mediocre and refused to work hard, so why did it seem like he did something wrong?

Although he thought so, Hu Buxi still said helplessly: "Forget it, since this training method is not suitable for you, then we will just learn the sword technique directly."

Xing Shan was startled, and then had a look of disbelief, "Really? Are you willing to teach me sword skills?"

Hu Buxi sighed and said bluntly: "I can teach you sword skills, but you haven't developed your muscles, bones and flexibility. I can't guarantee how powerful you will be after you learn it. If you still fight after learning it, But if Wenren Ge, then I really have no choice, so don’t blame me when the time comes."

Hearing this, Xing Shan nodded immediately, "Don't worry, as long as you are willing to teach me, no matter what the result is, I will not blame you."

Hu Buxi nodded slightly, and asked Xing Shan to bring the saber, and then the two went to the place where Wen Ren Ge and Wen Ren Qu fought together, and Hu Bu Xi demonstrated to Xing Shan.

"The set of saber techniques I taught you is called Nine Deaths. Anyone who uses this saber technique can overcome thorns and thorns when winning, and die without a whole body when losing. "

"Back then, all of you were defeated by Wen Renqu's trick, but now that Wen Renqu is dead, his skills have been inherited by Wen Renge, so you must be able to survive this trick before you can defeat him. It has won a famous song."

Hearing Hu Buxi's introduction, Xing Shan only felt that his blood was boiling with excitement, as if he had narrowly escaped death, since revenge is such a difficult thing, then he didn't mind gambling with his life on this one.

win, he is invincible;
If he loses, he will use his blood to pay homage to his dead brothers!
After briefly introducing the power of this set of exercises to Xing Shan, Hu Buxi started to play in front of him. He saw a thin young man holding a steel knife dancing vigorously under the moon. His figure is nimble, his moves are swift and fierce, each knife has the aura of opening up the world, but when it can be retracted, it is flexible and free, which is enviable.

Xing Shan looked at it, and unconsciously became a little crazy. He drew in his mind the appearance of using this set of saber techniques. It is an ordinary person's yearning for martial arts, and it is also a weak person's desire for strength.

He knew that he had never been a great person, no matter in his previous life or in this life.

It's not so easy for a small person to become a hero. He knows that his abilities are limited, but he never thought of giving up.

In his previous life, he worked hard to make a living. Even if he had a dream, he did not have the freedom to pursue it.

In this life, he is still ordinary, but he has no worries about food and clothing, and can spend his whole life becoming the person he wants to be.

Even if he still doesn't succeed in the end, at least he has no regrets.

Martial arts martial arts, martial arts is freedom, and chivalry is a dream.

Let him use his freedom to chase his dreams and chase this world that he had never dared to imagine.

"Okay, have you seen clearly?"

After Hu Buxi finished his demonstration, Xing Shan came back to his senses and scratched his head in embarrassment, "I saw it clearly, but I didn't remember everything."

Hu Buxi also expected that it would be impossible to memorize his qualifications once, so he nodded calmly, "It doesn't matter, you start with the moves you remember, and I will give you guidance. When you master these moves, I will I’ll show you the rest.”

"it is good."

Xing Shan nodded slightly and felt relieved. He thought that this time Hu Buxi would be like other times, teasing him for being stupid at every turn!
Xing Shan picked up the steel knife given to him by Shuntian Mansion, and slowly drew it out in front of Hu Buxi. The blade reflected his face, and the firmness on his face was moving.

"The first formula of narrow escape—drunk life and dreaming death."

Xing Shan imitated Hu Buxi's movements, his steps were frivolous and his moves were clever, and he quickly used this move.

Hu Buxi was very relieved to see that he could memorize the whole move, and quickly stepped forward to point out, "The key to this move is the word drunk and the word dream. You have to put yourself in a state of half-dream and half-awake in order to be fearless of life and death, and fearless of death." Opponents are omnipotent."

Saying that, Hu Buxi held Xing Shan's elbow and led him to dance.

After practicing several times, Xing Shan quickly memorized the movements, but the power he used was still not satisfactory.

(End of this chapter)