The Black Scepter

>When Heisel woke up, he found himself on top of a moving carriage.

Because he was tall, he occupied almost half of the carriage space, and when he opened his eyes and took a deep breath to sit up, a word suddenly interrupted his movements.

"Seven wounds, if the average person has lost too much blood and died, if I were you, I would definitely not bravely sit up now."

Heisel turned his head, his thick beard almost blocked his sight, but he could still see the silhouette of Murphy reading a book leaning against the opposite car window.

It was dawn, the storm was temporarily suspended, but the chill in the air was still there, and the carriage windows were not open, but Murphy was still reading through the books in his hands in the dim light-a book borrowed from Sunderland The bound manuscript collection: "Elementary Particle Research".

It seems to mention Andariel’s theory in only a few words, but Murphys has not yet found too much clue. Heisel, who is waiting here to wake up, naturally has his own purpose, but obviously he needs to determine The big guy in front of me just trusts himself.

"Are you a friend of Hegel?"

"Your cavalry won't just draw a sword because I'm a friend of Hegel," Murphy reached out and took out a simple insignia. "I'm Murphy? Windsor, from Windsor Family, I am not malicious towards Hegel and you. Of course, the reason why my guards started to work is that your knight has been malicious to me."

"I know very well what you encountered. Hydera has told me where the people you met came from, but I think you haven't decided to trust me by now, right?"

Hesser frowned at the young man who was twenty years younger than himself, with some hesitation: "The dragon...was it from you?"

Murphy nodded, and the guy in front of him seemed not stupid.

"So, you saved my life."

Heysel looked back, staring at the ceiling, and whispered: "So, whether you are my enemy, I owe you a big favor, don't you?"

"Although I want to deny it, if it is the case, it is." Murphy turned a page of his book and looked back at the manuscript. "I will not ask you anything in return. I just suddenly have some questions to ask. You, you have the right to choose to answer or not to answer, Hegel is in the carriage behind you, your narrative can be placed after my question."

"Huh, it feels awful after being stabbed a few times by myself. I don't guarantee that I have answers to your questions-everyone thinks I'm stupid. I understand this."

Heisel looked very low, and the fact that he was beaten to death by his own people still made him very depressed.

He sighed, but then said, "But no matter what, I want to thank you, the young man of the Windsor family."

Murphy didn't expect this guy to be so honest, but it also saved a lot of trouble. He closed the manuscript in his hand and asked: "Hegel said you are also from the north, but the martial arts are inherited from the barbarians? "

"The Quine family still has a guard of pure barbaric descent. Their martial arts are not comparable to those of Barrich, those who play tricks." Heysel pointed to himself. "My The teacher is a pure barbarian warrior. Although I am the deputy commander of the Cavalry Regiment, but in terms of close combat, I don’t think this Knights can be my enemy."

It might be bragging to say this from others' mouths, but Murphy understood that if Hessel said that, it was indeed a very likely thing.

"I want to learn this martial art, can I?"

Murphy bluntly made his request.

Heisel didn't seem to expect that he would ask this question. He opened his mouth and froze for a while, and finally said: "Then you may have to suffer a bit."

"bitter?"

Murphy smiled. "How can I harvest the fruits without suffering?"

This sentence was said by Tang Jidi at the beginning, but it reminded me suddenly, but it also made Murphy feel a little sighed, but Hessel said that he seriously and truly replied: "Trust me, young man, you and Did not understand the meaning of my words."

...

In the evening of the same day, when the convoy was stationed on the vast plains, Heisel was already able to get rid of the carriage with bandages and greet the friends of these "Young Windsel family" friends.

The speed of his wound recovery is really terrifying. Although he is at level I in terms of strength, the recovery speed of the wound is faster than that of Murphys. He helped guide the servants to set up tents like a warm-hearted uncle. It was not until then that Hegel realized that his old man had not changed at all for so many years.

And while everyone was busy, Murphy was standing in front of the campfire that had just ignited in the middle of the camp-Heysel readily agreed to teach Murphy how to learn the barbarians' combat skills, and the first step It’s weird, it’s not a trick, it’s not a point of attack. This big two-meter-tall man just told Murphy what to do in one sentence: “Learn to control all the muscles of your body, even the most subtle and useless Part of it, you must also feel its existence."

It doesn’t sound difficult. Don Gideon trained Murphy to explain which parts of the body muscles are grown in each training method-so he tried to control the most intuitive muscles, such as the inner arm, The outside of the upper arm, the thigh and the lower leg, etc. are the most commonly used, and quickly learned the trick, but when the target is extended to other positions, difficulties arise-"control and feel the presence of each muscle individually", the proposition When executed seriously, it is not as simple as expected.

"Control" does not mean moving a muscle-it uses consciousness to perceive its exact existence, exact size, exact position, and the energy that can be generated when it contracts and releases. This is a vast project, even though Murphys at the moment Strength and perception far exceed Heisel, but the understanding of his body is indeed "superficial abnormal" as Andariel said.

"Hah, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. If you are in the north, those guys who want to get married must fill up your door!" Heisel, regardless of his status as Andariel, slammed Say hello, but this former mother of pain did not fling a cold face, but instead smiled to her face, without any intention of disturbing the camp's atmosphere.

Hegel next door fetched today's supper—several hunted hares, seeing Heisel giggling at Andariel, his mouth suddenly twitched, and quickly pulled him aside, before he had time to discuss anything, Hai Xaar smiled and pulled a hare, saying, "I'll go talk to the kid, you're busy with you first."

Hegel didn't know what to say, and finally left helplessly.

"Hey, is it difficult?"

Hesser was very carefree, patting Murphy's shoulder directly with his big hand. The hare in his hand was swinging with his arm. To facilitate the conversation with Murphy, he squatted down and leaned over the campfire, said: " When my teacher asked me to do this, it took me three days to do it. They said it was already very fast, but my teacher seemed to be able to do it from birth."

In three days, Murphy sighed, the guy in front of him could face the cavalry charge of the Cavalry Regiment and kill twenty knights. It is no surprise that he has such a martial arts talent.

"You must have killed prey, and you know that these animals are similar to us, right?" Heisel raised the rabbit in his hand. "But have you carefully studied their body structure?"

"Yes, but not animals."

Murphy recalled his own experience of dissecting the blood race under the guidance of Della. "But at that time it was just to understand the weakness of the human body, and did not think about the influence of muscles."

"Ha-I was the same as you when I was a kid. How do I use both hands to prey in a uniform? Twist my neck? Remove the spine? Or smash its head or heart with a fist?" Heisel sucked his nose and changed the type A serious tone continued: "When the tribal warriors competed, my teacher turned all the people who tried to challenge him, and then I discovered that if you are strong enough, you don't need to consider the enemy's key points. What position, isn't it?"

"If I didn't hit the heart of the prey with a punch, and the prey didn't die, then I was in danger of being bitten-you certainly don't want a Northland bear's slap in the face?" Heisel waved A palm that is not much smaller than the bear’s paw, “But if I punch a bear on the buttocks of a bear, it can still crush its bones, wouldn’t that solve the problem?”

Murphy is no stranger to this theory, and he puts forward the key among them: "It is very difficult and long to improve the physical force. Your meaning does not seem to simply mean the principle of "one force falls ten meetings"."

"Smart boy! Look at the horseman. He punched out with a punch, and it might only make a tree fall a little bit of snow, but you find a barbarian warrior who is thinner than him. A punch can hit the trunk with a thick bowl. Off-this is the difference. Your knowledge of your body determines how much power you can exert."

Suddenly, Murphy felt that Heisel had discussed it with Andariel. He wanted to say something, but he found Heisel tossing the hare in his hand and shut his mouth again.

"I know your doubts, and I was the same as before, but I can let you understand the strength of the muscles more intuitively in this way." Heisel opened his hand and then immediately tore it with his fingers. Hare in hand!

Murphy frowned, but he found that the imaginary scene of blood and flesh did not appear at all-Heysel’s two hands seemed clumsy, but they were very skillful on the hare’s body, and the movement was not at all. A bit of a savage feeling, as if tearing the paper off the hare in the hands, and from the beginning to the end, no internal organs or bones were hurt. The blood under the skin flowed down and gathered on the snow. A beach, and then the big man from the north grabbed the white snow on the snow with **** fingers, wiped it and pointed at the rabbit who had been completely peeled. "Can you see its muscles?"

Murphy looked around and saw that the wisps of muscle fibers on the hare's body were clearly and clearly displayed in front of him-this is not something ordinary people can do, usually after peeling off the fur Fat and some residual hair cover up, but the rabbit in Heisel's hands has thoroughly exposed almost all the surface muscles like a specimen.

"Ha, in simple terms, we can see that the muscles on its legs are the most developed, which is also the most needed part of it when running, but these parts -"

He flipped the rabbit and pointed to the abdomen and both sides of the rabbit's spine ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but it was always ignored by us. Can a rabbit jump and run with the muscles of his legs? "

"A person who doesn't know how to use his muscles can't exert all the strength of the body that God has given us." Heisel pointed to himself. "Even if I learn a lot from the teacher, I can never do it. That's how you can imagine a person breaking a giant bear's leg bones with the power of his fingers?"

"How to do it?"

Murphy suddenly had some expectations. He vaguely understood the meaning of Hessell-the human body has extremely terrifying potential, and the reason why the barbarians do not use weapons but use their hands to fight is terrifying is entirely because They can realize their own more potential, and the most powerful existence among them can be called the existence of exerting their own power to the limit.

"It's difficult to reach the sky in one step. The greatest inspiration from the barbarian deity'Barbarian' is-'You have to work harder than them.' Hegel's tone was very serious: "In the extreme cold of the extreme north, If you can’t track and kill prey, the harsh environment will kill you as well! You live in despair from birth, and you die only if you don’t work hard."

"Without the sigh of death behind you, how do you know how strong you are?"