Pirate: I live next door to Robin

Even with the help of the cultivation manual, the six styles are still difficult to cultivate.

Let's first talk about the shaving in the six styles, this trick requires the user to hit the ground with his foot to form an explosive force in an instant, and the more times he taps, the faster the explosion.

And how long is this 'moment'?

That is, before the body has not yet produced a reaction force~!

With Ian's current strength, the only result of stepping on the ground is: stepping on the person jumps, - it is too late to step on the second time.

Speaking of moonstep, this move is actually an extension of shaving.

It's just that the ground is replaced by air, and the air is hit with a kick to form power that is used to move through the air.

The principle is simple, but the difficulty of this trick is more than shaving.

Everyone knows that air has resistance, and Yuebu uses this resistance, and it is this resistance that must be used as the ground!

After reading the contents of the six-style cultivation manual twice, Ian put it down.

"Let's start with a simpler one! First, practice the two tricks of finger gun and paper drawing. Ian said to himself.

These two moves are definitely relatively easy to get started in the six styles, of course, if you want to practice to a high level, it is also very difficult.

"Knock knock!"

Suddenly, there was a knock outside the door.

Ian walked over and opened the door, and a man in his twenties stood outside, still holding many things in his hands.

"Hello, I'm here to bring you daily necessities." The man said.

He held some everyday items in his hands, as well as some clothes.

Ian reached out and took it, "Thank you." "

"You're welcome, it's my job." The man quickly said that although he worked here, he was not a member of CP9.

This kind of staff, Ian has seen a lot in the CP preparatory camp, specifically to serve them, as for how the world government manages these people, Ian does not know.

"By the way, if you need to eat, you can contact us with the one-way phone bug in your room, and we will deliver it to you." The man said again, bowed slightly, and left.

Ian closed the door, changed into a loose set of clothes, and walked outside the dormitory.

On the way, Ian also saw several people, both men and women, all relatively young, and the oldest estimate was about thirty years old. And everyone, without exception, looked at Ian with surprise in their eyes.

Although the backyard of the dojo occupies a large area, you can still see the head at a glance, and there are a total of nine tower-shaped buildings.

From time to time, you can see a training clearing, and there are many auxiliary equipment around.

Ian's dormitory is in Tower 4, and now he is going to Tower 1, which is a place dedicated to assisting in cultivating the Six Styles, which Frank told him before.

Like the C Reserve Battalion, the tower here has five floors.

Ian took a look at the first floor, there was a lot of space inside, there were very training equipment, and this layer was used to assist in cultivating iron blocks.

However, there are very few people, only three or four people.

This is also inevitable, after all, it is a C member, naturally there cannot be too many people.

After reaching the second floor, I saw that there was a huge fan embedded in the wall inside, and even fewer people were using it, only a short young man was using it.

He opened his arms, closed his eyes, and his whole body swung against the wind.

Ian knew that the other party was sensing changes in airflow, so he practiced paper painting.

"Then practice paper painting first!"

Ian couldn't wait to turn on a fan, but he adjusted the wind speed relatively low, and whirled to sense it with his body against the wind.

It is said that the technological development of this world is very strange, there are refrigerators, there are fans, but there is no telephone, but to use the phone worm kind of creature.

The wind was slow, Ian felt comfortable blowing, and after a while, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Although the wind speed is very low, the body is subconsciously in a state of resistance." Ian said heartily.

When people encounter the wind, in order to stand firm, the body will naturally use strength to resist.

This is contrary to the way paper painting is used.

"The first thing is to change this habit first, so that the body encounters the subconscious state of the wind and changes from resistance to obedience." Ian said darkly.

In the six-style cultivation manual, the introductory cultivation of paper painting is to change this subconscious habit first.

Ian adjusted the wind speed a little, and then slowly adjusted the state of his body.

I don't know how long I have been cultivating, but just when Ian felt that he seemed to have made some progress, several mocking sounds came over, interrupting Ian's cultivation state.

Ian's eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.

Not far away, the short young man was also interrupted, and the anger on his face suddenly surged up, but when he saw the few people who made mocking sounds, he swallowed his dissatisfaction in an instant, these guys he couldn't afford to mess with.

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"This little devil is really funny, is this practicing paper painting? He wouldn't think that he would be able to practice paper drawing by following the cultivation manual, right? "

I saw four teenagers standing there at the door of the second floor, all with playful expressions on their faces.

It was the four guys who had some unpleasant trouble with Ian in the open space before.

They were originally going to the fourth floor to cultivate the finger gun, but who knew that when they found Ian on the second floor, they couldn't help but let out a mocking sound.

It seems that otherwise, their hearts are unbalanced and unhappy.

"Little ghost, you just came in by special recruitment, let's train your body first! Otherwise, even if you practice for ten years, you will not be able to learn the six styles. The dark-skinned teenager mocked.

.................

Six styles, like domineering, have high requirements for physical fitness, but Ian's physical fitness has obviously reached the standard of cultivating paper painting.

"How many of you have repeatedly provoked me, are you looking for death?" Ian said coldly, and a killing intent spread out.

He had only killed someone a few days ago, and his killing intent was now very strong, and the faces of those teenagers changed abruptly, and they all had a sense of danger in the face of fierce beasts, and subconsciously took a step back.

"Hmph! If you don't want to die, go away. Ian said dismissively.

Several teenagers' faces turned red, they had just been frightened back, or by a nine-year-old imp!

"Damn it, you stinky little devil." The tall boy clenched his fists, if he didn't care about the rules here, he would definitely rush over now and beat this little ghost fiercely.

"Very good, it seems that you little devil is very confident in your own strength! Interesting! Although you can't fight here, but we can try it, do you dare? The dark-skinned boy said angrily.

"Who has time to compete with you, are you and I very idle!" Ian rolled his eyes, his priority now was to cultivate the Six Styles, and after completing the task of 'agent', he would leave here.

"Hmph! Don't you dare! Stinky imps. The tall boy hummed.

"Alas..."

Ian sighed helplessly, looked at the four guys who were staring at him, and knew that if he didn't solve them, he wouldn't want to cultivate at ease in the future, so he said, "Okay!" How is it compared to mountains, you say? "_

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