Tang Jie walked through the narrow and dim cabin walkway and came to a narrow door. William, the beer barrel beside him, pushed the door open and glanced at him maliciously: "Get in!"

Tang Jie widened his eyes, shocked and angry: "This is the place? This is what you call the special cabin?"

This is a small room where you can't even stand straight and can't even squat. It's very similar to a small black room specially made in the army to punish those who have committed suicide. Eight, one? Chinese, Wenwang     ?

It is difficult for people to lock themselves inside and turn around. The whole room is less than 1.4 meters high. If you want to get in, you have to arch your body. If you go in, you can't straighten it. If you want to straighten your body, you have to squat.

In such a room, a normal person will cry in pain if he only closes it for an hour. If he closes it for one day, he will be on the verge of collapse. If he closes it for two or even three days...

Tang Jie thought about it with his toes and could imagine what kind of torture and pain it would be like to be locked in such a room.

It seems that these people are indeed welcoming him.

William showed his black and yellow teeth, and his thick palm touched an axe on his waist intentionally or unintentionally, and said with a grim smile: "If you don't want to live here, I can arrange a better place for you to ensure that it is spacious enough to make trouble any time you want."

Jiao Buli Meng's thin mast beside him also giggled, like a mouse who had stolen overnight food: "The sea, there is spacious enough! How about it, do you want to change to a special cabin? This ship only has these two special cabins, which one do you want?"

Tang Jie took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

He thought he could beat these two guys down, but even if he could beat everyone here, what could he do?

Can he start this big ship alone?

He knows where to go on this sea?

Although Tang Jie usually looks gentle and casual, he has a deep mind and is extremely smart. At such an important moment, he never acts rashly.

He raised his lips and said sarcastically: "It seems that I need to praise your tradition of hospitality in the future."

William saw him bent over and walked in unexpectedly, and laughed: "Let's talk about it when you have the life to live in the future!"

With a "bang", the dead wooden door blocked the dim light outside the cabin, leaving only a few rays of light leaking in from a narrow breathable window, shining on Tang Jie's face, making it clear and unstable.

When Tang Jie woke up, he found himself in an inexplicable dangerous place. The people here were fierce and fierce. He could not figure out where he was or what kind of world he was in, especially the fight with Niya, which allowed him to see what he had only seen in movies before.

Fighting?

This kind of thing really exists?

Tang Jie bent down and hurried in this room, feeling awkward for a while, and showed up in awkward position and felt very uncomfortable. He changed several positions, all of which were very uncomfortable.

He felt unhappy and helpless, so he simply stole his horse in this small dark room while thinking about things.

So what kind of force principle is the fighting spirit she exerted?

If there is fighting spirit in this world, will there be magic?

When Tang Jie thought of this, he felt his heart hot. The humiliation he had suffered before seemed to fly beyond the sky. He wanted to learn magic immediately, and then become a magician who calls the wind and rain like in the movie.

Tang Jie thought about it, and couldn't help but express his expression on his face, and he smiled happily. If it weren't for the fact that this room was really unrestrained, he would have been dancing.

As soon as he moved his body, his head hit the wooden board in the cabin, which made him come to his senses from his fantasy. He smiled bitterly and rubbed his head, saying to himself: "Why do you think about these useless things? You'd better think about how to get out now!"

The current situation is that we can only endure humiliation and bear the burden for the time being, wait for the opportunity to escape. It is a dream to try to escape alone on this ship and in this vast sea.

If you want to protect yourself around this group of pirates, you not only need to compromise, but also need to show your strength that you cannot be misdeed when necessary.

Tang Jie smiled bitterly. If he had known that such a situation would have happened, he would have put more effort into practicing martial arts in the past, and now he would not be so embarrassed.

Because he had been fighting since he was a child, he could be said to be an old acquaintance on the local police blacklist. The teachers in the school also regarded him as a thorn in his eyes and a thorn in his flesh. It is conceivable that students like him would naturally not be a guy with good grades.

Tang Jie's father tied him up and beat him up in the year of his senior year of high school entrance examination, and ordered him not to cause trouble outside the school again, and he had to get into a good university so that he could find a good job in the future.

My father's curse seemed to be vivid in his mind: "I don't care who you learned from, but do you think you can fight for the rest of your life? Do you think you live in the old society? You can work hard for a few punches and feet. How can you survive in the future? Can you make a fight for food? What should we do if you are beaten to death one day?"

Every word is heart-killing and hits the nail on the head.

Tang Jie was domineering in high school and was suppressed by his father's beating. He honestly cleaned up his temperament and picked up the book obediently.

Fortunately, he was very smart. After less than a year of hard study, he actually got into a university. Of course, he was first-class and first-class, second-class.

Tang Jie, who had been fighting since childhood, actually got admitted to university. His father and mother were so happy that they hung up firecrackers to celebrate. When Tang Jie took the college admission notice with a smile on his face, he felt that something was buried. It seemed that the crackling firecrackers outside were not celebrating his college entrance examination, but celebrating his complete farewell to the days before.

After going to college, Tang Jie did not pick up the kung fu that had been wasted for nearly a year, because with his strength, he was enough to shock any gangster in this school who was not good at eyeballs, there was really no need to practice anymore.

Moreover, in this society and the world today, there is no need for a brave and domineering combatant. In addition to coaxing a foolish girl and increasing the success rate of picking up girls, no matter how high his kung fu is, it is useless. It is better to spend more time learning how to adapt to this prosperous and busy world.

There were men and women pretending to be gentle on their faces everywhere, so in order to integrate into society, Tang Jie isolated himself from his past self and sealed himself.

Until one day after school, he suddenly encountered a car accident on the road. When he opened his eyes again, he was already in a different place.

Fortunately, Tang Jie was a person who was optimistic and was at ease with the situation. At this time, he was in an unexpected situation. The first thing he remembered was to pick up the effort he had left behind.

Tang Jie clearly remembered that his inexplicable master once told him: In internal martial arts, if you want to go further in your realm, there must be three important links. First, study hard and practice hard all year round; second, you must have insight and talent. Some people can become masters of martial arts after three years, while some people practice martial arts for a lifetime are just a fancy way; third, it requires chance.

Among these three points, Tang Jie matched two of them. His talent was so high that even his most mean master was praised.

Unfortunately, he has become a little unfamiliar with martial arts more than a year ago. Although he still maintains his level, he has never taken any further steps forward.

Therefore, it is extremely difficult for him to pick up his previous skills now.

Fortunately, he has been practicing martial arts since childhood and has played very solid basic skills. When he picks it up, he can follow the map to follow the map.

If an ordinary person is turned into a room like this, he would have complained a lot after a while.

But when Tang Jie was replaced, he happened to take this opportunity to start practicing martial arts.

Tang Jie closed his eyes and gradually let go of his thoughts and no longer thought about the things around him. He stole his horse and his body was up and down in the rhythm of the boat's drifting, swinging left and right.

He has been practicing martial arts for many years and has already reached the point of being able to stitch his horse. He can stitch for several hours at a time without any fatigue.

Horse stance is a arduous training process that every martial artist must go through, because what he trains is the most basic martial arts link for a fighter.

balance!

Tang Jie clearly remembered that his teacher once told him: No matter where he is, all fighting skills are based on controlling one's own balance and destroying the other's balance.

Only by controlling your body's balance first can the person exert the greatest strength to attack the opponent. Similarly, only when the opponent's balance is destroyed can a fighter expose his weakness, so that he can take advantage of the opportunity to hit the opponent and not worry about the opponent's counterattack.

And the balance of all this comes from two points.

Left leg and right leg!

Any fighter, if his legs are not strong enough, it seems that there is a problem at the root of a tree. No matter how big it grows or how towering it is, it will eventually become a sick tree. Just stick it down with a shovel down on its roots, and it will fall!

Whether it is the Zhao family's internal martial arts practiced by Tang Jie or various Chinese martial arts schools, they all believe in one sentence.

Wanli starts from his feet.

The reason why Tang Jie did not dare to fight against these fierce pirates in front of him was because the other party was large and powerful, and he was not familiar with the place; the second was because he was on a moving sea boat, shaking the bumpy deck made him unable to stand at all, so how could he dare to let go of his hands and feet to fight?

Many beginners of martial arts regard horse stance as a flood and beast, believing that this is the most terrifying and terrifying punishment in the world.

Normal people often tremble like sieve after a minute, and they can no longer hold on.

A martial artist who has practiced for many years often can stance for several hours or even longer, and they can persist for dozens or even hundreds of times that of normal people.

This is not that the leg strength or their ability to withstand these warriors is dozens or hundreds of times greater than that of these normal people, but that they have mastered a unique method.

There are often differences between dead horses and live horses when riding horses.

Beginners stab the horse to death, and their whole body is still motionless, their muscles are tight, their body trembles, and their lactic acid is high. They often collapse in just one or two minutes, and life is worse than death after being stabbed for five minutes.

Tang Jie was stairing at this time, his feet were empty, his toes were tightly tight like a tree root, and he grabbed the floor under his feet, but every muscle in his body was relaxed, feeling the power transmitted by the surging waves of the sea from his feet.

At the beginning, he was still a little uncomfortable, and his body would have a opposite stress from the power of the waves. But gradually, as his body began to slowly roll, his muscles all over his body began to surge with the waves, as if the muscles under his skin also turned into waves of the sea, and one force after another was transmitted from the sea to the sea boat, and then his feet, and then the feet passed this force to him.

His whole body seemed to be integrated with this power, and his whole body was warm and he felt indescribable comfort.

In this strange environment, Tang Jie quickly entered the state of entering into meditation.

This is a realm that he usually practices martial arts and often only finds once in ten times of practice.

He is a naturally active and active person. Letting him practice hard in one place will really cost him his life. But if he is thrown into an environment full of thrilling and exciting, he can often surprise people and make breakthroughs.

In a fresh and dangerous place like now, he quickly entered the state of "entering meditation" and was unaware of any situation outside.

After more than an hour like this, William and Bill, the beer barrel, walked to the small dark room where Tang Jie was. William chuckled in a low voice: "Hey, you said that guy, what should he be like now? Would you cry?"

Bill smiled and said, "Maybe he's wet his pants!"

"Let me see how our guests are now." William sneered.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled for a while, looking like they were waiting to watch the show.

William leaned down and put his eyes into the crack of the door. He looked at it. He was stunned for a moment, as if he couldn't believe his eyes. He straightened his waist, rubbed it hard, and then went into the crack of the door and took a look.

Bill looked at him with a strange face and straightened his waist again. He was extremely curious and pushed him hard: "Get out of the way, let me see, let me see!"

He was short and didn't have to bend like William like his body, but he just squatted and saw clearly inside.

When he saw this, he was stunned like William.

The two stood outside the door and looked at each other, with a strange voice and said in unison: "He is actually sleeping?"

The two of them stood blankly at the door, scratching their heads, confused and unable to solve the problem.

"This, this is so strange. The first time I have seen someone sleep in such a place!" William opened his mouth wide, as if he saw a sea monster appearing on the ocean.

"It seems that we have caught a weird guy..." Bill murmured, and soon became excited. He pulled William's arm and said, "William, who do you think he is?"

William remembered the strange and mysterious black young man who was just playing with him, and couldn't help but groan: "I don't want to know who he is!"
To be continued...