Qin Shi: Born into a famous family, Dragon Clan Spirit

Chapter 355 It should be like this.

"No!" Lu Mingfei realized belatedly, "Old Tang, you are not..."

"Brother Lu, do you want some candy?" Constantine asked, holding a lollipop.

“Eat.” Lu Mingfei took the lollipop, unwrapped it and put it in his mouth. “Thank you, little brother… hm?”

When Lu Mingfei saw Constantine, cold sweat broke out on his back, and at the same time, he heard Lu Mingze's cold snort in his ears.

"Humph! You little brat who claims to be my brother!"

Lu Mingfei suddenly felt a chill down his spine, but Constantine and Norton did not react at all.

After seeing Norton perform a fast and furious performance to shake off the traffic police, Lu Mingfei asked: "Old Tang, where are we going?"

"Of course I'm fulfilling my promise." Norton smiled, "Traveling around America! Eating all the hot dogs on the roadside! Come on! Let's try the taste first!"

After saying that, Norton threw the packaged hot dog at hand to Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei took the hot dog roll and started eating.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a little sad in the corners of his eyes. He couldn't tell what he was feeling.
Maybe he was feeling lucky to still have friends around him.

In Kassel College, Gongsun Ce sat beside Nuonuo's bed and peeled an apple.

The sunlight shone through the window of the ward onto Gongsun Ce, making Nuonuo feel that the person in front of him seemed somewhat unreal.

Nuo Nuo, lying on the hospital bed, stared at Gongsun Ce's hand holding the fruit knife, as if afraid of missing any details.

After all, she was a profiler and could see some clues from Gongsun Ce's actions.

Gongsun Ce had no intention of hiding anything, so his actions were a little too straightforward and easy to understand.

Gongsun Ce's eyes fell on the apple in front of him. It was very fresh and also the best-looking one among the apples he brought.

Gongsun Ce gently placed the tip of the knife on the apple peel, his movements gentle and precise.

He slowly turned the apple, and the fruit knife followed closely behind, as if there was some kind of tacit understanding between him and the apple peel.

As the apple rotated, a complete piece of apple skin slowly slid off, like a red ribbon, and fell elegantly into the trash can.

The whole process was as smooth as flowing water, without any pause or hesitation.

Nuonuo was fascinated by the scene. She could tell that this was a technique for using a knife.

Gongsun Ce handed the apple to Eri who was standing beside him. In fact, there were quite a few people who came to visit Nuonuo.

Eiry, Xia Mi and Fenrir all came with Gongsun Ce, and Nono's roommate Susie was also sitting next to them.

Gongsun Ce picked up the second apple and the way he held the knife changed slightly.

This time, he did not turn the apple gently as before, but picked up the fruit knife and swung it decisively.

Eight cuts, just eight cuts, and the apple skin was completely peeled off.

Every cut is extremely precise, without any deviation or waste.

The apple peel drew a graceful arc in the air and finally fell steadily into the trash can.

Nuonuo's eyes widened. This was another method of using a knife, and it was quite a skillful one.

This made Nuonuo feel that she could greatly improve her knife skills just by watching Gongsun Ce peel an apple.

This kind of improvement cannot be achieved by attending any number of cram schools.

Even if you find a famous teacher, the teacher may not be willing to teach you such exquisite swordsmanship.

Nuonuo subconsciously recalled Gongsun Ce's actions just now, to make sure that she remembered completely how Gongsun Ce peeled the apple.

She wanted to start training right after being discharged from the hospital and master these skills completely.

Gongsun Ce handed the second apple to Xia Mi, who took the apple with satisfaction and began to eat it.

Seeing that the second apple was not for him, Nuo Nuo's expression suddenly became a little subtle.

"I seem to still be a wounded person." said Nono.

"There are differences in closeness." Gongsun Ce replied, "You are ranked fourth."

When he got the third apple, Gongsun Ce's eyes showed a little more smile.

The first apple is the swordplay, done in one go and moving forward without stopping.

The second apple is the horizontal sword technique, which spans in all directions. It looks like only eight swords are used, but in fact, each of the eight swords is different, with countless variations.

For the third apple, Gongsun Ce prepared to use Confucian swordsmanship.

The fruit knife danced in Gongsun Ce's hand, sometimes as gentle as silk, sometimes as fast as thunder...

The apple peel seemed to become a canvas in his hands, allowing him to paint as he pleased.

When the last piece of apple peel fell, it seemed as if an invisible painting had existed in the void.

This is the Eight-Legged Dance, solemn and dignified, like a strange painting.

Gongsun Ce handed the apple to Fenrir, who raised the bag of potato chips in his hand and shook his head.

Gongsun Ce then handed the apple to Susie. Susie seemed not to have expected Gongsun Ce to hand the apple to her, and she took the apple in a daze.

Nuonuo looked at Susie with resentment, which made Susie feel a little embarrassed.

Afterwards, Gongsun Ce picked up the fourth apple, which made Nuo Nuo more excited about her success. She was very curious about whether the apple tasted good.

As for swordsmanship, after seeing three types, her curiosity has faded a lot.

Gongsun Ce said: "The first three are sword techniques I learned from others, but starting from this one, it is something I created myself. It is up to you which one you want to learn."

The fruit knife in his hand seemed to turn into a flash of lightning, quickly and accurately cutting across the surface of the apple.

The apple peels flew in the air like red lightning and landed accurately in the trash can.

Gongsun Ce's movements were dignified and majestic, but his speed was extremely fast.

It was like a hurricane, with a huge prelude and an incredibly fast speed.

This is the gentleman's style. Being upright and honest is a gentleman, and being incredibly fast and sweeping away everything is the wind.

The gentleman's spirit is never a gentle spring breeze, but a hurricane, a dignified and vast force that sweeps away everything.

Nuonuo's heartbeat accelerated with Gongsun Ce's movements. She could feel that this was a sword technique that was far beyond her understanding.

It is completely different from the previous three sword techniques. It is Gongsun Ce’s own thing and has Gongsun Ce’s personal style.

After the apple peel went into the trash can, Gongsun Ce handed the apple to Nuo Nuo.

Nuonuo took the apple and asked, "Any more?"

Nuonuo thinks Gongsun Ce still has some unique skills, but whether Gongsun Ce will continue teaching depends on Gongsun Ce’s personal opinion.

Gongsun Ce picked up the fifth apple and said to Nuonuo, "I do have a lot of good stuff, but you can't chew too much. This is the last kind of swordsmanship. Watch carefully."

Gongsun Ce took a fruit knife and began to peel the last apple.

Wind, Cloud and Rain: Three Wonders of No Certainty

This was the last thing Gongsun Ce showed. This move was very special. It was not only a training method, but also a martial arts skill. It was a sword, a knife, or a palm...

There is no fixed nature. As long as it conforms to the characteristics of wind, cloud, and rain, no matter what form it takes, it is the three wonders of wind, cloud, and rain.

When one reaches a high level of cultivation, one can even discard external forms and reach the state of the cycle of wind, cloud and rain, and the manifestation of the indefinite state of stability.

Nuonuo noticed that Gongsun Ce used only one move but it contained three artistic conceptions, and the three artistic conceptions were constantly circulating, as if showing the ultimate truth of heaven and earth in front of her.

When the last piece of apple peel slowly slid off, there was only a thoughtful look on Nuonuo's face. She had memorized the moves, but she thought she could not express the artistic conception. It was too difficult.

Xia Jiba hacked randomly, she was familiar with it, Ertianyilu was this kind of thing.

It can be said that things that do not require too advanced theories and techniques are really easy to get started.

Therefore, there are no traditional martial arts sword teachers in Kassel Academy, only boxing teachers.

The sword realm is indeed difficult to master. Angers is known as the number one swordsman in the small country of Sakura, but he relies on nothing more than sword skills, a strong physique and the convenience of words.

After all five apples were peeled, Gongsun Ce stopped what he was doing. After wiping the fruit knife in his hand, he looked at Nuo Nuo who was lying on the hospital bed beside him.

"What did you notice? How much did you remember?" he asked softly.

Nuonuo was stunned for a moment, she was still recalling Gongsun Ce's actions just now.

Since it was impossible to copy and understand the artistic conception in a short time, she could only try her best to remember Gongsun Ce's previous actions and then replicate them.

After a while, she said slowly: "I see a lot of things."

"Oh? Tell me about it." Gongsun Ce said with a smile.

Nuonuo took a deep breath, as if he was sorting out his thoughts.

Then she said slowly: "I saw the first kind of swordsmanship's unstoppable force, the second kind of swordsmanship's varied changes, the third kind of swordsmanship's ease and dignity, the fourth kind of swordsmanship's uprightness and vastness, and the fifth kind of swordsmanship's principle of circulation."

After hearing this, Gongsun Ce smiled slightly, as if he was satisfied with Nuonuo's answer.

Then he asked, "You understand it very well, but how many sword moves do you remember?"

Nuonuo thought for a moment and replied, "I remember everything, but I don't understand it yet."

"Take your time." Gongsun Ce said, "Don't be impatient. The most taboo in learning swordsmanship is to be impatient for quick results. You can learn slowly after you are hospitalized."

After saying that, Gongsun Ce took a few people and left Nuonuo's ward.

Time passed quickly and soon it was time for Gongsun Ce to go to class.

Gongsun Ce has very few classes, only one per week, and each class only lasts one hour.

However, there were many students in the class, and he was not the professor of the required course.

It was just an elective course, open to the whole school, and he didn't teach the basics of alchemy, but the application of alchemy.

Therefore, most of the students who come to attend the class are sophomores and juniors.

As a freshman, I had no foundation in alchemy and could not understand anything at all.

Seniors either join the executive department or the equipment department, and of course there are also students who go home.

Among the students, there are some mixed-race people, and some come from mixed-race families.

But this year, the classroom had Lu Mingfei, who was feeling very uneasy, and Ling, who looked calm and had no one around during the weekend.

Ling's aura was too strong, and there were rumors among students that she had severe mysophobia, so no one dared to approach her.

Gongsun Ce walked into the classroom, went up to the podium and put down the alchemical blowtorch in his hand.

Alchemy is similar to chemistry, but when it comes to the application of alchemy, you cannot use something as simple as an alcohol lamp.

The alchemical blowtorch in Gongsun Ce's hand was something that Angers bought from an auction.

It can spray a meter-high flame directly upwards, and when turned sideways it becomes a flamethrower, so this alchemical blowtorch is also known as Dragon's Breath.

The Equipment Department also produced a number of new products based on this model. They were filled with silver and would become mercury bombs when ignited and thrown out.

Including a weakened version of the alchemical blowtorch placed in front of all the students.

Gongsun Ce thought it was better to forget about the equipment department's mercury bomb disguised as an alchemical blowtorch.

These little geniuses might use a blowtorch to blow up the classroom one day.

At that time, the Alchemist will instantly turn into Breaking Bad.

"Okay! Class starts." Gongsun Ce clapped his hands and pointed to the blowtorch in front of him and said, "Everyone, start melting the metal materials according to the formula at hand."

This is where alchemy has additional practical applications, which means that additional training is required to get started.

Therefore, Gongsun Ce asked them to melt the corresponding metals in front of them and fuse them according to the proportion.

Therefore, Lu Mingfei was completely confused. He really didn't expect that this elective course would just let them do practical exercises right from the start without teaching any basics.

Although he had taken an alchemy class before, he accidentally set the professor's beard on fire during the previous alchemy class when he came to observe, so he was very panicked now.

He was afraid that the blowtorch in front of him would explode. Yes, the little genius that Gongsun Ce cared about most was Lu Mingfei.

If this guy gets over the top, or turns the lit blowtorch sideways, the classroom will probably turn into a pig-slaughtering scene in seconds.

Roasting pig hair over fire is not fun, especially when the student in front of Lu Mingfei has a strong body odor. If the other party is burnt, the medical staff will not know what the smell is.

Lu Mingfei operated it carefully, and although his movements were a little choppy, at least there were no major problems.

So Gongsun Ce walked to Ling's side and watched Ling's movements.

Ling's expression remained calm, but the slightly red tips of her ears revealed her true thoughts.

The elective course passed quickly without any major incident.

He also wanted to teach something more in-depth, but unfortunately few of these students needed more advanced alchemy.

Because for them, basic knowledge of alchemy is enough. As long as they don't join the equipment department, there is no need to do anything more in-depth.

In fact, Gongsun Ce doesn't need to teach them too many in-depth things. His course is like a handicraft class. They can take it or not.

As night fell, Gongsun Ce held Eri in his arms and coaxed her to sleep, and then Norma's projection appeared in front of Gongsun Ce.

Norma pointed outside the door, and Gongsun Ce understood what she meant. He put down Eri and followed Norma out of the room.

After Gongsun Ce arrived at the meeting place in the villa, the image of the real headquarters of the Equipment Department appeared on the big screen.

At this time, Angers was standing in Wat Alhem, and not far from him was the Minister of Equipment, Akdullah Ahmed Mohammed Faruq.

"Accadula, my old friend, am I so dirty?" Angé looked at Accadula, who was wearing a protective suit and trying to dodge backwards, with a speechless face.

"I'm worried that you are carrying a deadly virus! My principal!" said Akadullah.

Ange shook his head helplessly and asked, "Have you checked the dragon bone cross?"

Akadula said: "Of course, the dragon bone cross is composed entirely of spiritual elements and fire elements. The spiritual element restrains the fire element to prevent it from spreading and exploding.

However, it is very difficult to apply the Dragon Bone Cross because we cannot extract the fire element at all. I have a feeling that as long as we try to extract the fire element, it will inevitably cause an explosion."

(End of this chapter)