Endless Rebirth

The golden sunlight shines on the white field, leaving only a trace of warmth. The shadow slowly swallows the entire sky, and even the reflection of the house blends in, making no sound.

Chen Feng held a wooden stick and looked at Uncle Haizi across from him with caution. Because of his height, he had to raise his head slightly, which made him very uncomfortable. Although he had fought with some foreign devils outside, most of them used thermal weapons. This kind of close combat is usually not his turn.

Even if you’re not good at it, you still have to take it!

So what if my skills are mediocre?It's just a competition with Uncle Hai, not a life and death battle.

He kept comforting himself in his heart, but the muscles in his hand tightened subconsciously, and the wooden stick on his right hand squirmed slightly to change its angle.

"Oops!" Chen Feng was shocked, revealing a flaw.

As soon as he had this reaction in his heart, he immediately saw Uncle Hai taking action in front of him. The short wooden stick with bark on it suddenly rose up with Uncle Hai's arm, and it was in front of him in the blink of an eye. He couldn't see the shadow so quickly. When he tried to fight back, he was defeated.

"Zi!"

The wooden stick arrived before the sound, pointing straight at Chen Feng's neck. At this moment, a strong force of energy suddenly rushed towards his throat, easily knocking the zipper open, making a soft sound, making the neck Part of the skin was exposed.

Shocking!A silent shock hit Chen Feng's mind. How could this be possible?Are you completely defenseless?Even if the wooden stick is lighter than the kitchen knife, it's impossible for Uncle Hai to shoot so fast?Is this his true strength?

Seeing Chen Feng's dumbfounded expression, Uncle Haizi didn't say much. He just put down the stick with a calm expression and said, "Have you seen this? Go back!"

After saying that, he walked towards the kitchen without looking back.

"Uncle Hai...Hai...?" Chen Feng swallowed his saliva and asked. He wanted to ask for advice, but he couldn't say it.

He originally thought that although he had not reached the level he remembered, with his youth and energy, he should be able to take a few moves from Uncle Hai. After all, random punches could kill the old master, right?But who would have thought that he would lose so easily.

Still defeated and speechless!

I touched the zipper of my jacket with some palpitations. There was still a warm feeling on the metal zipper. The zipper that was originally pulled to the top was directly opened by the blow, and the chain was violently knocked out of the zipper. The blow just now...

Not only is it fast, can it also drive airflow?

Chen Feng's eyes were dull, and the scene just now flashed through his mind quickly. Although he didn't take precautions in time, Uncle Hai's movements were completely remembered by him, and he kept slowing down in his mind.

"Slower, slower..." He tried his best but could only recall the shadow of a stick.

Afterimage?No, that's not right.

Chen Feng murmured and thought about it carefully. Since he couldn't see the shadow of the stick, he should observe Uncle Hai.

His heart moved, and he closed his eyes gently. His vision was dark, and a little light emerged. Then Uncle Hai's actions just now appeared. This time he didn't pay attention to Uncle Hai's hands, but was observing his muscles.

Yes, it was muscles. He tried hard to see clearly the muscles on Uncle Hai's half-naked arms, from the arms to the wrists, then the palms, and then...

Understood!A trace of excitement flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He raised his right hand suddenly, and the short wooden stick brought up an afterimage in front of him. If he listened carefully, he could hear a very small sound.

"It turns out that the important thing is not speed..." Chen Feng happily put away the stick and came to the kitchen.

"It's the fingers that drive the arm muscles to tremble through the force at the waist, and then amplify or extend the force to the fingers. In this way, the internal force offsets the gravity or downward force, so you are so fast!" Chen Feng said as if he had discovered some big secret,

"The important thing is not the speed, but the airflow. The reason why I couldn't react in time is that the airflow in front of me was disrupted at the moment of shooting, so I had the illusion that I couldn't dodge. Then you used unknown methods to break through The air is opened, so that when the wooden stick reaches in front of me, the air begins to replenish it, and with the force of the inflow, it is guided by you to impact on my body."

"What I said is right, Uncle Hai!" Chen Feng said excitedly.

You can't blame him for being so excited. It's because Uncle Hai's technique is so exquisite. It's like a martial artist seeing a secret book and initially deciphering its secrets. His excitement is palpable.

Chen Feng didn't notice at all that after he finished saying these words, Uncle Hai's face had froze, and he was still talking like a lunatic, "If you think of the air as water, if you use a wooden stick to scratch the water surface, the water will A brief space will appear when they separate. Uncle Hai, what you did just now is completely similar to this phenomenon. The difference is that you used your own power to offset it. No, not to offset it, but through clever methods. The potential energy and gravity of the shot can guide each other and even promote..."

"The wooden stick moves the air. Because of the speed, it will drive the air flow in the air. Also because there is no influence of gravity, the speed is faster. The air flow caused by it is guided and bound together by the force of the hand, so it can emit that sound. It made a sharp sound, and it was the only way that the wooden stick did not touch me, and the volley could break my zipper..."

"The wooden stick has no resistance and can go faster. The airflow is divided, so it is silent!"

"Amazing skills, really amazing skills!" Chen Feng exclaimed. Even though he was from the top spy camp in the country, he had never seen such exquisite techniques. In fact, he could barely hurt people in the air. You can do it, but you can't do it as easily as Uncle Hai.

He believed that even the teachers in the secret service camp would find it difficult to do this, because it requires not only complicated hand speed connections, but more importantly, mastering this exquisite technique. Without technique, no matter how fast you are, It can't be done to this extent.

Think about it, if you replace the wooden stick with a knife, you can strike without making any sound. Only when the opponent is dead can you hear the sound of airflow. How terrifying. But if you replace it with a thin blade, it will be even more difficult to kill people. It's scary.

It is completely comparable to the magical skills in martial arts novels!Chen Feng sighed in his heart, this is the Qi of the sword.

Just when Chen Feng came in, Uncle Haizi was sitting at the door of the stove lighting a fire. When the firelight inside shone on his sallow face, his face visibly stiffened when he heard Chen Feng's analysis, and as Chen Feng's voice After that, he also began to return to silence.

"Uncle Hai, am I right?" Chen Feng came to his senses at this time and came to the stove door with some embarrassment, lowering his head and asking.

A smile appeared on Uncle Hai's stiff face at this moment. Although it was not very natural, he was indeed smiling: "You have said so much and analyzed so clearly. Is there anything else that is wrong?"

"I'm just so surprised, hehe," Chen Feng said with a smile, "This is the first time I've seen this technique."

"What's so surprising about this? Our celestial dynasty has a deep civilization, a deep inheritance, and as many unique skills as stars. My skill is insignificant." Haizi said calmly.

"How can you say that?" Chen Feng muttered, "I admit that there are many amazing skills in the world, but your move is not insignificant. On the contrary, it is the most magical move I have ever seen, and it is enough to go down in history. ”

"Hey, how long have you lived, trapped in this small star city, with a narrow horizon, and how many strange skills you have seen? Are you still famous in history?" Uncle Haizi said and added a piece of firewood inside.

Chen Feng opened his mouth, but didn't say anything in the end. He couldn't tell Uncle Hai that his vision was much wider than that of ordinary high school students.

"You kid, don't think I'm talking big words. The world is much bigger than you think." Seeing that he didn't say anything, Uncle Haizi thought Chen Feng was unconvinced and said, "My skills are just average. I am diligent and diligent." If you practice hard and persevere, you will be able to master it. Other skills, hey, it’s useless if you don’t have talent.”

"Then Uncle Hai, how could you..." Chen Feng said a little rudely.

Uncle Haizi did not answer, but looked at the flames in the stove absentmindedly. The bright yellow fireworks seemed to burn through time, bringing people back to that unforgettable era.

"Oh, it's been more than ten years. They are all old stories. Do you want to hear them?" Haizi said with emotion.

"I want to hear it, I want to hear it!" Chen Feng nodded wildly, moved a chair and sat down.

"I'm a traitor!"

As soon as Chen Feng sat down, he heard Uncle Hai say this and looked stunned.

Uncle Haizi ignored him, as if he was lost in memories, and murmured, "That was in 26, when I was [-] years old, and I had just taken over the restaurant from my master..."

Uncle Haizi was born into a hard life and became an orphan when he was young. Let alone studying, even eating was a big problem. Fortunately, he was determined since he was a child and he was a pure farmer's boy. He was willing to endure hardships. After half a year of working outside, he was killed by his father. The master - the owner of a restaurant fell in love.

Not only did he take in Uncle Hai and give him food and clothing, but he also taught him cooking skills. It was like falling from heaven to hell and back to heaven again. The master's actions were very difficult for the young man who had been treated with cold and warm eyes at that time. , is tantamount to regenerating parents.

With a grateful heart, he worked hard in the restaurant without complaining. He started as a handyman and learned knife skills, fire control, side dishes, etc. from his master. Eight years later, he was able to cook on his own, and his master also became more and more skilled. The more you value him.

At this point, according to the development, the master must pass down the restaurant, or marry his daughter, but the reality is reality, and the situation is completely different.

As Uncle Hai's skills became more and more sophisticated, he slowly took over the position of chef in the restaurant, and his reputation gradually spread. The business of the restaurant was better than when the chef was there. This was a gratifying thing, but Uncle Hai's The master heard some rumors and became jealous of him.

Not only did he accept new apprentices, but he also slowly restricted Uncle Hai. The conflict between master and apprentice was getting bigger and bigger day by day. Uncle Hai didn't understand why the master treated him like this, but after ten years of grace, he was once a teacher and always a father. He slowly I started to be tolerant to my master.

But one night, when he got up, he overheard the conversation between his master and his disciple. He learned that the master wanted to expel him out of the house. It was like a bolt from the blue, making him dizzy.

He couldn't understand why the master would treat him like this when he had done nothing wrong. A huge resentment and indignation lingered in his heart, so he simply stole the small box collected by the master and ran away.