Hearing Cheng Kong's roar, Lao Ma and Li Guanxi immediately came out of the villa and saw two large trucks parked outside, he was a little confused.

"Cheng Kong, what is this?" Lao Ma and Li Guanxi immediately stepped forward to help. After all, Cheng Kong was carrying a wooden box alone and wanted to get off the truck, he couldn't keep an eye on the road. Unless he exposed his strength, he jumped out of the truck directly.

But that would be a little too sensational.

Bang, the wooden box was placed on the ground, Cheng Kong wiped his sweat and smiled, "The cold weapon I sent."

"Cold weapons? So many?"

Lao Ma also felt that there were too many things. He lived here and did not open a martial arts school, so he needed so much?

But since it has been delivered, I will accept it. It is impossible for someone else to send it back again, right?

The three of them worked together, and not long after, the wooden boxes on the two trucks were unloaded to the ground one by one.

The group of soldiers looked at Cheng Kong and others with their eyes changed from horror to worship.

King of Soldiers! Absolute King of Soldiers!

He must be the king of the special forces, otherwise how could he be so perverted?

After unloading the wooden box, Officer Shen said goodbye to Cheng Kong and others, and then ordered a return.

Even though the car was driving far away, the soldiers' eyes never left here.

If they weren't for their strict discipline, they would probably have started to chatter in the car.

No, this escort mission is too surprising.

For the elite of these soldiers, perhaps they worship singers, movie stars and even stars, but what they admire most is the soldier king and the strongest among soldiers.

Of course, Cheng Kong didn't know what the soldiers were thinking. At this time, Cheng Kong was busy prying the box with Lao Ma and Li Guanxi.

It has to be said that the troops are reliable in doing business. The nails on the wooden box were smashed into a straight line, parallel to the wooden board, and it was impossible to lift the nails out with a hammer.

In desperation, Cheng Kong and his friends could only pry them with steel brazing. Anyway, no one recycled these wooden boxes. If they pried them out, they would just take them to barbecue. There was no need to be heartbroken.

Three violent men with physical strength far exceeding ordinary people prying wooden boxes, the speed is not comparable to that of ordinary people. In a short while, more than a dozen wooden boxes became incomplete.

There was no way, the force was too strong, and the nails had not even had time to collapse, and the steel drill directly pried the wooden board out.

The interest of the few people was not on the broken wooden boards on the ground at this time.

Cheng Kong picked up a long sword from the wooden box and looked at it in the moonlight, but it had not yet been opened.

This is inevitable. No factory will sell cold weapons after being cut. If they don’t cut them, they are considered handicrafts. If they cut them, they will be controlled knives.

Although Cheng Kong had not practiced swordsmanship specifically, he nodded after shaking out a few sword flowers. Although this sword was produced from the assembly line, it was considered a fine product.

This should be the reason why the cold weapons factory in the town went bankrupt.

It is not in ancient times now. Those who buy this thing back will either be a soldier or travel to a certain place to buy a handicraft to hang it at home.

Naturally, if you practice a family, you are willing to be a good product. It doesn’t matter if you are a little expensive. You are poor, rich and powerful. Can you practice martial arts without money? You don’t have enough money to eat meat.

But there are probably not many practitioners, and it is better to buy them as crafts hanging on the wall as a cheaper one.

Therefore, the share of high-quality products in the market is gradually swallowed up by inferior products.

In short, the better the quality, the higher the cost, the more expensive the price, and the less it can be sold.

Cheng Kong just shook his head and sighed a few times.

Lao Ma was dancing with two sledgehammers at this time, and Cheng Kong couldn't help but be happy. Unexpectedly, Lao Ma actually liked such violent weapons.

As for Li Guanxi, he picked a Daguan knife and chopped the air there.

Cheng Kong and Lao Ma are considered masters of national martial arts. They have entered the trick. No matter what weapons they use, they will at least not be too ugly when they wave it.

Li Guanxi is different. Even though he has the powerful body of a swordsman, how to use cold weapons is the skill given after evolution.

In the hero world, those skills may be enough to deal with those monsters and wild animals, but it seems not enough to play the Daguan Sword.

If it weren't for his strength surpassing that of ordinary people, Cheng Kong would have been worried that Li Guanxi would accidentally hurt himself.

After playing with Daguandao for a while, Li Guanxi became a little panting.

To be honest, this Daguan knife is not heavy, it is about 30 pounds. Well, of course, it is not heavy for Li Guanxi, but his posture of playing with the knife is wrong. Once he has enough force, he can play with the sword, so he has to use tens of force to play.

Cheng Kong couldn't help but smile when he saw Li Guanxi's appearance, and then he called him to move various weapons and equipment into the yard, covering it with a layer of plastic cloth, which was considered rainproof.

This is a restricted area, and there are troops outside, so there is no need to worry about who will steal these things.

After taking a shower, several people hurriedly fell asleep.

The next morning, Cheng Kong got up early and practiced his fists and feet in the yard with Lao Ma.

Only Li Guanxi was still sleeping in the room until Cheng Kong and the others took out a big gun and fired it hot in the yard. The sound of the collision between the big guns woke Li Guanxi up.

Li Guanxi's behavior of staying in bed is entirely a result of his profession. As a forensic doctor, if there is something to do, working overtime is common, so naturally there will be no punctual sleep.

As time goes by, Li Guanxi has developed this habit.

Li Guanxi stretched his head out of the window with resentment and saw that Cheng Kong and the others were fighting wonderfully. The previous resentment disappeared and he didn't even wash his face. He went downstairs and stood aside and watched with great enthusiasm.

After the two finished practicing, they saw Li Guanxi standing beside to watch. Cheng Kong greeted Li Guanxi and then picked it up from the pile of weapons. He was preparing to put some of the best quality weapons into the space bag for later use.

Lao Ma felt that he hadn't had enough fun with Cheng Kong. Seeing Li Guanxi looking eager to try, he asked with a smile: "Li Guanxi, come and try it?" He did not notice Li Guanxi's clumsiness using the Daguan knife yesterday.

Li Guanxi nodded excitedly and ran to the pile of weapons to pick a hook and sickle spear.

Cheng Kong couldn't help but be happy when he saw it. This kid thought that multiple hooks were amazing?

Lao Ma still uses big guns and other weapons, including sledgehammers, just to play with flowers, and is not used to using them.

Cheng Kong shouted and started, and Li Guanxi rushed towards Lao Ma with a hook and sickle spear.

This kid is smart. This hook and sickle gun is originally a little shorter than a big gun. He wants to get closer so that he won't even get any of his body and make a big ugly.

It can be imagined that Li Guanxi, a guy who uses guns as sticks and spears, would be defeated in front of Lao Ma.

Although Lao Ma has a big gap between convenience of guns and Cheng Kong, he is a master when facing Li Guanxi.

At least Lao Ma could use a few tricks to use the big gun, while Li Guanxi held the hook and sickle gun like a farmer who was driven to the battlefield in ancient West.

Within a few rounds, Li Guanxi was shot several times by a big gun, and the hook and sickle spear did not even touch the edge of Lao Ma.

In the end, Li Guanxi had to sit on the ground and stop moving.

No, the difference is too big.

For Li Guanxi, this is a totally worthless competition.

"Okay, Lao Ma, you can teach him some basic things."

Cheng Kong selected a soft sword from the pile of weapons and opened a blade on the stone lock.

"Are you interested?" Lao Ma looked at Li Guanxi and smiled.

Li Guanxi nodded. Whether it is Xiangjiang people or mainlanders, they all have a love for these things. The only question is whether they have time and whether they have persistence.

Lao Ma brought Li Guanxi aside and began to give guidance to the three-body stance of Li Guanxi Station. This is the basics.

It is rare to be a role model, but Lao Ma is very excited to teach.

For Cheng Kong, as long as Lao Ma doesn't teach some key things, it doesn't matter.

Of course, with Lao Ma’s current attainments, he can only teach simple things, and it is easy to make mistakes when teaching more complex things.

With Cheng Kong's arm strength, it took not long to cut the weapon. Not long after, a layer of skin was worn off.

The soft sword is not as soft as water. At most, it is more elastic than ordinary long swords and can be tied around the waist as a belt.

Cheng Kong put the soft sword on the scabbard and tied it around his waist.

In fact, the scabbard of the soft sword was originally a belt style, while the soft sword was a very elastic metal strip, but some ribbons were tied to the hilt of the sword for easy grasp.

After tying the soft sword, Cheng Kong then walked a few steps, feeling that there was not much hindrance to his actions. Then he held the hilt of the sword and pulled it gently, and the soft sword was deshewn out.

As Cheng Kong waved his movement, the originally shaking soft sword immediately became firm, and a sword passed through the wooden stake used to practice boxing.

With just one sword, the wooden stake broke and the upper half slid down to the ground.

Cheng Kong shook his head. This soft sword is really not something that humans can play with. It requires a very exquisite control of power. Even he can only use it as an ordinary long sword. If Li Guanxi is asked to use this soft sword, he would hurt himself if he keeps the first sword.

But this is enough. With Cheng Kong's power, it is enough to be able to use this level.

After inserting the soft sword back into the scabbard, Cheng Kong chose another big pass and started dancing.

Compared to the random dances of Li Guanxi yesterday, Cheng Kong seemed much smarter when he waved the Daguan knife. He almost just moved the knife and led people with the knife.

Xingyiquan was originally an evolution of battlefield killing skills, so it will naturally not lack the use of various weapons.

After dancing a set of sword techniques, Cheng Kong didn't sweat any more. This was not just a reduction in power, but more importantly, Cheng Kong locked his qi and blood into his body when dancing the sword, and there was no leakage.

This is also the guarantee that the masters of Chinese martial arts can maintain a high level of long-term combat. If they exercise a little, they will sweat heavily and their qi and blood will leak out. It won’t take long before people will become tired.

In the next few days, Cheng Kong and his friends completely regarded the villa as a martial arts place. They got up early in the morning and washed up every day, and then stood in a stance to practice boxing. Of course, Li Guanxi is just laying the foundation now.

Now Cheng Kong is giving some advice to Li Guanxi. After all, Lao Ma himself is a beginner, and many things need Cheng Kong to come.

Therefore, when Li Guanxi saw Cheng Kong, he called him Master, and Cheng Kong was not embarrassed at all.

Learning martial arts is not about age.
To be continued...