Chapter 14: A martial artist who goes deep into the bone marrow

"Why don't you go?" Hong Lin asked back.

"Oh, don't go. You will encounter a lot of dangers when you go to the Monster Mountains." Hong Ruer said.

When Hong Lin heard this, he looked at Hong Hao again.

Hong Hao nodded and said, "It's true. There are many monsters in the mountains. If you are lucky, you can come back intact, but if you are unlucky, you are likely to be seriously injured, disabled, and even death is not impossible."

Hong Hao said so, not to interfere with Hong Lin's choice.

After all, to let the other party choose, it is still necessary to make things clear. What the Presbyterian Association said not to interfere is to let him not make claims and not to change Hong Lin's original choice without permission.

This danger naturally needs to be said.

"Dangerous? I'm going." Hong Lin said without thinking.

Although he is young, he can't hide the seriousness on his face. Although he doesn't have much experience, Honglin knows that there are many opponents waiting for him this time when he goes to the Monster Mountains.

"Xiao Lin..." Hong Ruer said anxiously, her face turned red.

"Oc well, this is Xiao Lin's choice. Let's not interfere with him." Hong Hao waved his hand. He knew that Hong Lin had chosen and he could not change it.

After all, he can't bind a person's heart.

Coupled with the order of the Presbyterian, he was in a dilemma and had to let nature take its course.

"Xiaolin, I want to tell you that if you go, you must be prepared to be injured or die. The choice is up to you, and you can regret it. There is still a lot of time, and there is still one year to leave. If you don't regret it, I will train you well within this year. Hong Hao was about to leave, as if he remembered something and turned around and said.

Although he has always wanted to let nature take its course, the big stone is pressed in his heart and can never be put down.

Hong Lin nodded simply, and the meaning was already obvious.

He, I want to go!

After sighing, Hong Hao shook his head slightly and strode towards the room.

"Xiao Lin..." Hong Ruer stopped talking, but it was best to choose not to dissuade her.

She is much older than Hong Lin and has reached the age of marriage. After thinking about some things, it is also easy to see.

Now that Hong Lin has said she wants to go, it is useless for her to persuade her again.

What's more, his father and the order of the Presbyterian...

......

Hong Ruer's eyes looked at Hong Lin again and saw that the firmness in the other party's eyes had not diminished at all. Finally, she also left the yard and walked into the room.

In the yard, there is only Hong Lin left.

"This is a good opportunity." Hong Lin clenched his fist and thought to himself.

He naturally saw the worries of his father and sister, but he was determined to fight and become stronger. How could he give up such a good opportunity?

"There is still one year away from departure. Don't let them worry. Take advantage of a year to strengthen their strength!" Hong Lin thought to himself that in the blink of an eye, he would go to the yard, where he often exercised.

There are many exercise instruments, which are also placed there.

After a while, there was a scene in the yard that remained unchanged for several years.

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Years and never wait for people...

Open your eyes and change the sky, and a year, like fallen leaves, floats quietly.

Time will change and people will change, but the yard where Honglin lives is as usual and there is no change.

" Zheng!" Shoot!"

The sound of weapons collided in the yard.

In the courtyard, I saw an eight-year-old child and a strong middle-aged man over 30 years old.

"Xiao Lin, give me a move." A laughter spread all over the yard, and no corner was let go.

The two are Honglin and Hong Hao.

Hong Hao is like a tiger at this moment, with a dagger in his hand, very fast, like a dagger, and flexible.

With the words of the past, the dagger was like a poisonous snake, flashing and rushing straight towards Honglin.

Honglin's face was full of fighting spirit, and there was no unwillingness at all. When he saw the attack like a poisonous snake, he was not surprised at all. The sword waved his hand, did not cut or stab, and did not use the advantage of the sword. It was just a simple wave and used the sword as a stick.

However, this wave was very effective, attacking Hong Hao's 'venomous snake' and repelling Shengsheng.

Hong Hao took three or four steps back to slow down his strength.

"Haha, Xiaolin, this attack is good." Hong Hao was stunned and laughed happily.

The object that made him suffer is his son. How can he not laugh?

Whose father doesn't want his son to become a dragon? Whose father doesn't want his son to surpass himself? How can he be unhappy to see his son, a master of his second awakening?

"Dad, the sword can really be used as a stick!" Hong Lin said that there was not much joy on his face and thought about it with a long sword.

This long sword can be used as a stick, which is exactly some of the skills that Hong Hao taught him.

Not only that.

......

A look at the whole year.

Hong Lin and his father Hong Hao also played for a year.

In this year, Honglin's physical realm reached sixfold through exercise. In addition, he fought with Hong Hao and improved his combat experience by fighting.

Although Honglin has secretly learned, he has never been in actual combat. He can deal with some people who have not experienced it, but he can deal with Hong Hao, who has rich combat experience, is many times worse.

To put it bluntly, Hong Lin was talking on paper at that time without any actual combat experience.

But over the past year, he has been fighting with Hong Hao, and his experience has increased countless times. He began to fight with Hong Hao. He couldn't even pass a face-to-face, and he was caught by the other party and cut the key point. It was just a few breaths, if it was in the monster mountains. I'm afraid Honglin is already dead.

Slowly...

One month, two months.

The time between the two is getting longer and longer, from one round to two rounds, several rounds, and more than a dozen rounds.

What Hong Hao didn't even expect was that in the end of a year, Hong Lin fought with him by relying on combat experience alone.

You know, he controlled the weapon and reduced his strength to the same level as Honglin, which can prove that Honglin is similar to him in combat experience, or even close to the front line.

Hong Hao had to praise his son's understanding. He accumulated more than ten years of experience and was learned by his son in a year.

It can be said that he blinked for a long time.

......

Hong Hao was very gratified to think of this.

"Xiaolin, the more the weapon awakens, the stronger the strength, and the higher the intimacy with people. When the fifth awakening, the weapon is there, and the weapon is forgotten, but there are many benefits. Now that you wake up for the first time, the tricks of the weapon are strange." Hong Hao sat on the stone leaning, pointing and laughing.

Hong Lin nodded and listened while thinking silently.

"That's why I said that the awakening of weapons is broad and profound. You use a long sword, and on this continent, there are countless sword skills. What I teach you, using a long sword as a stick, is a simple trick. Of course, it is not a sword skill. After all, if you are experienced in combat, you can think of this kind of this trick in a blink of an eye. And the sword skills are extensive and profound, and they are all talented people. It took countless years to create them. When you learn in the future, you will understand. Hong Hao said with great importance.

"What is the principle of sword skill release?" Hong Lin couldn't help asking.

This question can be said to be about the essence. Even Hong Hao sat, stunned, speechless, and suffocated for a long time.

"I really haven't thought about this problem, but according to my estimation, sword skills should be a genius. Through combat experience and the intimacy of weapons, all kinds of powerful moves associated with it. Of course, your father and I are not that good. It's just speculation. After all, even if we Hong's family, there are not many books of sword skills. Hong Hao smiled awkwardly.

He has lived for so many years, and he really hasn't thought about the principle of this sword skill release.

"Ye." Hong Lin nodded and stopped talking, and immersed himself in research again.

Hong Hao saw this smile and passed by. His son, he knew it more clearly than anyone else. He was a martial arts idiot who went deep into the bone marrow.

It can be seen from the year Honglin fought with him.

It is often from the early morning, fighting to dark, specializing in research, fighting, fighting and then specializing in research. After studying thoroughly, fighting again, which is basically the rule of his son.