poor road [end times]

Yang Yiqin saved a batch of weapons from his frugality, and originally stored them one by one, some of them were stored in the dormitory, and the other part was placed in the gymnasium of the club, and the club members could borrow them to play after asking.

In the year of graduation, he directly sorted out a carload of treasures.

Yang Yiqin donated some basic and non-dangerous weapons to the association as public property of the association. Some of the rest were his favorites, and some were gifted by others.He was really reluctant to send everything back to his hometown. On the one hand, if there were too many things, he would be nagged by Yang's mother. On the other hand, he had nothing to do and wanted to see more. There are too many things to take care of.

Who knew that when graduation was approaching, Feng Lin suddenly invited Yang Yiqin to come to the Tonghuayuan Community, and he discovered that the other party had vacated a large room specially, and asked someone to design and decorate the sword rack, weapon rack, and storage cabinet, saying that it could be used to store him. Collectible weapons.

Feng Lin also made a request to live together after graduation.

But Yang Yiqin didn't agree, and he still rented a house by himself in the first year. He asked Feng Lin to get along with the students in the dormitory and enjoy college time.The two moved in together when the other party was busy in the studio every day in his senior year.

Because the room is too big, Yang Yiqin's four-year part-time job accumulation is not enough to fill it up, so there are also some mountaineering suits, rock climbing suits, lifesaving suits... and other things here.

——Before and after Feng Lin and Yang Yiqin fell in love, they often met to go hiking, and they also challenged many extreme sports.

The moment the warehouse door opened, Wang Che was dumbfounded.

Wang Che: "Old...God..."

Yang Yiqin turned on the light and said, "God can't help us in this situation."

"I've always known, Brother Yang, that you have this hobby. Even when I first entered school, the handsome, awesome, and well-motorized junior president of the martial arts club was a legend among our freshmen... "

It was the first time Yang Yiqin heard it: "So awesome? Isn't it exaggerated."

"No exaggeration! No exaggeration at all!" Wang Che said excitedly, "During the freshman ceremony, didn't Brother Yang lead the martial arts club to perform? I remember very clearly that the last part was your personal performance, the backflip and sideways The somersault is so beautiful, I can remember it forever!"

Knowing kung fu is already a handsome thing, and Yang Yiqin is also handsome, so it's hard not to be attractive.

That day, the students in the entire auditorium were ebullient, basically as long as Yang Yiqin performed an action, they would applaud enthusiastically.The performers from other clubs and student unions all recognized him, and they were as excited as the freshmen, and they kept calling Yang Yiqin's name.

Wang Cheguang knew that Yang Yiqin was a good basketball player, but he didn't expect that Brother Yang was not an ordinary athletic boy, but an expert hidden among ordinary people!

Feng Lin knew it a long time ago, so he went to the martial arts club to recruit new ones from the very beginning.

Generally, clubs like martial arts clubs find it difficult to recruit girls. In addition, they are schools that focus on science and engineering, and the ratio of male to female is out of balance.But after the freshman ceremony, the number of male and female applicants was equal, and the threshold of the martial arts club was about to be smashed, all because of the legendary "handsome senior Yang Yiqin".

Thinking of this, Wang Che sighed: "He is really a man of the hour."

Later, he also joined the martial arts club in order to look handsome, but it was difficult to start without a foundation, and the process required too much perseverance, so he only practiced for a year, and he didn't persist anymore.

"You are the man of the hour. The studio is so successful that it's all on TV." Yang Yiqin joked, "I'm well-known in school, so why don't I have to work hard when I leave the society?"

After speaking, he walked to the sword stand, found a Xiuchun knife, and handed it to Wang Che.

Wang Che quickly took it.

"This knife is unsharpened, and I have to sharpen it myself later." Yang Yiqin explained, "I personally think that with the current combat power of the zombies, even with just a clothes rail, they can easily restrict the opponent's actions. Buy yourself time to escape. But the head should be chopped off, after all, once the men show mercy, the next accident may be ourselves."

"I understand." Wang Che nodded solemnly, "If you hesitate, you will give it for nothing."

"I bought a lot of weapons, but in the early days, due to limited economic conditions, I bought entry-level models worth a few hundred dollars, and some for performances that cost tens of dollars. Later, most of them stayed in school." Yang Yiqin pointed out Pointing to the blade, "The cheap ones are basically folded and forged. This blade is made of three pieces of steel. I hope it can accompany you for a long time."

Wang Che didn't understand: "Three what steel? Is there any difference?"

Feng Lin on the side took out a Tang knife, waved it around, and explained: "Different steel materials and different forging methods have different blade strengths. The three-folded steel is better than Baotou and the like. After all, it is better to cut zombies. To cut into the bone, it will cause a certain burden on the blade."

Feng Lin is interested in everything about Yang Yiqin.

Therefore, he also has the same hobbies as the other party, and has a certain understanding of weapons.

Yang Yiqin was relieved: "That's right, like all steel, it is a type with moderate hardness and poor toughness. It is easy to break if you fight zombies seriously. As the name suggests, three-clip steel is two pieces of low-carbon steel sandwiched between a piece of high-strength steel. Carbon steel has both hardness and toughness, which is the better kind.”

Every three-piece steel sword cost at least two months of his part-time salary.

In addition to the common steel and forging methods, some shops will also say that they are some exclusive ancient forged steel, using some relatively rare materials, and selling them at high prices - such as the Tang knife in Feng Lin's hand, and a A seedling knife placed in the center of the room.

They were all gifts from Feng Lin to Yang Yiqin.

But in the final analysis, the original purpose of buying these weapons is mainly for viewing, collection, and performance. Whether it is the scabbard, handle or blade, it is inevitable that there are some fancy carving patterns, which are not as straightforward as kitchen knives and sickles.

Yang Yiqin gave Wang Che a brief introduction to some different types of weapons: "In fact, many weapons here are not suitable for fighting zombies, such as sledgehammers, whips... the same is true for nunchucks. It is okay to beat people, but absolutely not to fight zombies. .”

Wang Che looked around the room: "Brother Yang, don't you have Taidao here?"

"I'm not particularly interested in Japanese knives for the time being. Their knives are basically evolved from Tang knives. Our own Tang knives, Xiuchun knives, Han knives, and Qin knives are enough for me to collect. "

Wang Che was curious: "Do you know all these weapons?"

"No, of course not all of them know how to use them. Some of them only know the basic usage, but they are very handsome, so I bought them for collection."

"Then what is your best weapon?"

"The best weapons? Bows and arrows, knives, sticks." Yang Yiqin explained, "I like knives. When I was young, my mother was reluctant to let me touch knives. Later, my dad made me a pair of children's bows and arrows and let me play with them. So I got started. As for the stick, it’s because any branch can be used for practice.”

Having said that, Yang Yiqin glanced at the bow he had used to fight zombies before, and was a little worried: "This may not last long."

Wang Che: "Why?"

"This is a traditional bow and arrow. My dad made it himself after he retired. According to him, he made several bows and arrows, but he didn't dare to give them away. He was afraid that others would hurt them if they didn't use them. He sent me one at the beginning of the year. The arrow I bought it myself. His original intention of making bows and arrows was that he was bored after retirement, and he didn’t plan to use them as weapons, so the quality is average.”

Wang Che suddenly realized: "I really envy Brother Yang that you have such a father who trained you at a young age. I regret that when I was in college, I only wanted to play games and didn't follow you to practice basic skills. Now... hey, I am too old now. Normal."

Feng Lin persevered. Wang Che saw that the other party's body was getting tougher and tougher. It was obvious that they were not much different in height and shape when they were in high school.

Hearing this, Yang Yiqin smiled: "You are not ordinary, no matter what you say, you are a person who is good at sports, and your physical fitness is already stronger than most people."

Wang Che plays basketball well. It stands to reason that his physical fitness is better than ordinary people, and his skills must be good, but he has a huge shortcoming, that is, he is timid.

Wang Che touched the knife in his hand.

"Brother Yang is right. I'm already physically stronger than most people, so I can't be discouraged just because I'm timid. When the rainstorm stops, I'm going to find my parents!"

"Now that we have chosen our weapons and chatted with each other—" Yang Yiqin casually picked up an entry-level Tang Dao, "Then it's time for us to recover."

Wang Che: "Does Rehabilitation swing a knife?"

"More than that, the things you learned in the club before are all performance-oriented ostentation, sword fighting, turning around, and moving... It's all for the sake of looking good on stage. This is not how real fights are fought." Yang Yiqin's eyes were clear, "Fat The strengths are all different, and a serious martial arts master will attack the weak point cleanly and neatly, which will kill people."

Wang Che was excited: "Teach me, teach me!!"

It was Feng Lin who said, "I have learned it before."

Yang Yiqin smiled: "I know."

Feng Lin fought wildly in high school, relying on vigor and talent to suppress them.

Although these have never played any role in front of Yang Yiqin.

Later, he was successfully admitted to the university where Yang Yiqin was, and finally had free time. He didn't want to be too weak, so he went to practice muay thai. Because of his excellent talent, he quickly surpassed most people.The reason why I focus on Muay Thai is because martial arts requires too much basic skills practiced since childhood, and adults can only learn some superficial skills for physical fitness.

In order to chase Yang Yiqin, no matter whether it was Muay Thai or club training, he did not fall behind.

Until he met Feng Lin, Yang Yiqin focused all his energy on his hobbies, lived a healthy and happy life, and never thought about love affairs. When he was confessed, he thought that the other party had little experience, so he would be wrong. .It was only later that he found out that Feng Lin practiced so seriously, grew taller, and insisted on doing many things because he rejected his jokes.

——Firstly, I ran and exercised, had a balanced diet, and kept my body strong; later, I devoted myself to learning Muay Thai.

Because of Feng Lin's various actions, Yang Yiqin realized that his intentions were definitely not a temporary misunderstanding, and quickly softened for him.

Then we were able to be together.

"It seems that I'm the only one who needs to be conditioned." Wang Che said with emotion in a deliberately artificial tone, "Hey, love really makes people stronger."

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