You said you were bragging, but why are you serious?

Chapter 168 Brother Su’s pretense is for show.

"If I were given a book to ward off evil spirits, would you practice it?"

Wang Dong scratched his head and did not reply.

Su Wei once heard a joke about the "Evil Sword Manual" and its internal scrolls.

It is said that everyone in the world has a "Evil Sword Manual", but you can practice it or not.

If you don't practice, you will be killed instantly. If you practice, everyone will be tied.

As a result, all the people who didn't practice died, and the rest didn't have any small hooks. This is called involution.

Su Wei didn't know whether Wang Dong said this casually or because of someone's instruction, but Su Wei felt that it was probably a casual remark.

Among all the techniques Su Wei took out, none were related to weapons.

And Wang Weijian never asked.

In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that in terms of lethality, what swordsmanship and swordsmanship can compare to spearmanship?

When it comes to cutting bullets with a sword, you can just listen to it, but if you really can do it, it's not martial arts.

For the special operations team, it doesn't matter what kind of boxing or palm skills, the most important thing is Qinggong.

Just look at the allocation of everyone's training time and you will know: apart from physical training and rest, the training time is only about ten hours a day. Among these ten hours, the time spent on practicing internal strength and lightness skills adds up to at least eight hours.

The rest of the time is used for target shooting and learning martial arts.

……

Wang Dong took Su Wei around for a long walk, watching the daily training here. It wasn't until after ten o'clock that Wang Weijian arrived belatedly.

Although Brother Xiao Jian is not as interesting as Shen Haoyu, he is still much better than Wang Dong. At least Su Wei is familiar with him, and there is no psychological pressure when teasing him.

"Brother Su, have you been to the martial arts arena?"

"What? What's so good about a shabby venue?"

Su Wei learned a little about the martial arts arena that Wang Weijian mentioned, and said that it was specially built for this martial arts competition.

Su Wei thought, isn't it just an arena? No one is here, what can we see? So he didn't go.

Wang Weijian grinned with a strange smile on his face.

"What a coincidence? I haven't been to that place since it was built. Let's go and have a look."

The martial arts performance starts at three o'clock in the afternoon, and other judges must have had lunch before they can arrive one after another.

Su Wei didn't know what medicine Wang Weijian was selling in his gourd, so he had to follow him to the martial arts arena.

When he got there and took a look, Su Wei was dumbfounded:
  What he saw was a giant runway thirty to forty meters wide, with countless obstacles standing in front of Su Wei.

The stone platform, which is more than ten meters high, is full of pits and pits, as if it was deliberately provided as a place for people to borrow strength.

A two-finger-thick fiber cableway stretches across the sky. It is so soft that ordinary people cannot safely pass it.

On the pool that is tens of meters long and three meters deep, there are many floating points made of plastic foam, but based on Su Wei's superficial knowledge of physics, the buoyancy of this thing is definitely not enough for a person to stand on.

The rope net with meshes the size of a skull is half a meter above the ground and looks like it is meant for people to crawl through.

Not only these, there will be many highs and lows in the future, pulling on the wall, leaping across the chasm, etc.

Perhaps to save space and facilitate viewing, the entire track is distributed in a Z-shape. Su Wei estimated that the area of ​​​​this place must be as large as two or three galloping horses.

Judging from the difficulty of this track, if you can successfully pass it, you will definitely be able to participate in those foreign one-million-knife challenge programs.

"Do you think this thing is called a martial arts arena?"

"Well, it is indeed very challenging." Wang Weijian rubbed his hands, seeming a little eager to try. However, he still has some self-awareness.

He hasn't practiced properly for a long time since he started managing matters related to ancient martial arts.

He thought he would never be able to run through these tracks that were specially built for top fighters.

"How about Brother Su, do you want to try it?"

Su Wei shook his head and sighed: "I'll forget it. This thing is really not challenging for me."

It's not that Su Wei is a pretentious addict, what he said is the real truth.

Overcoming obstacles? I can fly!

Wang Weijian nodded and gave Su Wei a thumbs up. He didn't question him at all, but he couldn't help but mutter in his heart: My brother Su really loves to show off.

"That's good. All I want is that it's not challenging."

Su Wei was stunned for a moment, suddenly unable to understand.

"Brother Jian, don't get me wrong. I mean, it's not challenging for me. I don't mean that this track is not challenging."

Su Wei roughly estimated the internal energy consumption based on his own experience.

Putting aside the ability to fly, even if I had ten years of inner strength, I would be exhausted from completing the entire course on a venue of this intensity.

Afraid that Wang Weijian would not understand the situation, Su Wei continued to explain:

"This thing, even if you let someone with a profound knowledge of Qing Gong, it will take four to five years to support the entire consumption."

Wang Weijian nodded and said: "I probably know this well. The significance of this martial arts performance is not how many people complete the course, but how well everyone can achieve it. By then, in addition to the elites of the ancient martial arts test team, there will also be Draw some elites from other places to participate together.”

"Um...isn't this bad?"

Imagine that the masters of ancient martial arts climbed up to a platform of more than ten meters with the help of two or three vertical jumps, and then walked away gracefully on the soft ropeway, while the elites who were transferred were still climbing with bare hands.

This scene is really too cruel.

"Haha, it's okay. If these contestants want to stay, I will apply for transfer orders for them. Anyway, a few more elites are not too many."

There must be contrast, otherwise everyone will be flying over the edge and the judges will be watching an acrobatic performance, without any visual impact.

As Wang Weijian spoke, he changed the topic and returned to Su Wei again: "However, it would be a bit embarrassing if there is not even one person who can finish the whole race. Otherwise, Brother Su, you will also come on stage during the competition later. , give them a sample?"

Wang Weijian's words made Su Wei almost suffer internal injuries from anger.

Hey guys, I'm still thinking about why I say "what I want is that there is no challenge."

Wait for me here for a long time!

A year later, although Su Wei has come to the stage, if he is asked to perform monkey tricks in front of a few people, Su Wei really has no interest in it.

"Let's forget it. There are only a few spectators, and they are all high-ranking officials. It's not fun to think about it."

Just kidding, you, Brother Su, are pretending to be pompous. There are only a few of you, so it’s hard for me to do things for you!

Wang Weijian seemed to have read through Su Wei's thoughts. He lightly bumped Su Wei with his shoulder and said:

"Brother Su, you have misunderstood. Although this viewing platform is relatively small, in fact, there will be hundreds of drones taking aerial photos of this game. This is a live broadcast for the entire base. Moreover, if the effect If it goes well, a promotional video will be made in the future. The audience at that time will not only be tens of thousands of people."

"I'll poke it! Is there still such a thing?"

Seeing Su Wei's surprised look, Wang Weijian knew that it was done.

(End of this chapter)