Last night, in a hurry, he took the knife of the little brother Caiba and stabbed it at his feet. In addition, he controlled the ball when playing with Su Zhenzhong today, Zhao Dong suddenly had a very exciting idea.

"The martial arts in the world are only fast and not broken!"

This sentence has appeared countless times in the novel, and Zhao Dong has read it countless times, but that was just a novel. Zhao Dong just watched it for fun, but now he suddenly feels that this sentence seems to make sense, and he... seems to be able to highlight the word "fast". Once he succeeds, wouldn't he become a master? It seems that he doesn't have to be afraid when he meets people like those who are cooking bully again.

After Zhao Dong thought of this problem, he was in a state of mind. So after Zhao Dong sent Ruan Xue back to school, in order to avoid Ruan Xue saying that he would not attend class, he pretended to go to the teaching building for a walk, and then slipped out of the school.

A far away from the school, there is a community called Hanlin Tianxia. It is a very high-end community, with all three-story villas and small buildings. People living here are either rich or noble, and the security inside is very strict.

Zhao Dong has come here now, but he did not go to the community, but to a park outside the community. This is usually the place where the owners of the community walk around at night, but there are usually no people here during the day.

Zhao Dong walked to the innermost part of the park, then passed through a small bush and came to a small open space surrounded by trees. This should be a place that some elderly people who practice Taifa in the morning like to come.

During the time when his parents just divorced, Zhao Dong was very disappointed and depressed. He didn't want to go to class every day and just wandered around. He came here accidentally and liked to sit in the woods in a daze.

And the quiet environment here is now suitable for Zhao Dong to try his new ideas.

After several days of exploration, the most magical thing about the storage ring is its squeezing function. Now what Zhao Dong needs is how to use this squeezing function just right, such as changing the movement trajectory of objects within the control range. Although Zhao Dong cannot be said to be able to use it perfectly, he can also make it easy for people to see no traces. However, after all, he is just a trick that is tricky. Zhao Dong is now trying to exert his combat power.

Zhao Dong recalled the situation of scaring away those vegetable tyrants yesterday. Zhao Dong stood under a tree and broke a small branch, then threw it on the ground. With a thought, the trace of the small branch was gone on the ground, but it appeared out of thin air on the tree branch. Zhao Dong grabbed it and grabbed one end of the branch, as if he had suddenly put the branch on the branch.

Zhao Dong was overjoyed. If he had suddenly put a knife on the gangster's neck when he was fooling that day, he would have been more intimidating. Unfortunately, he didn't expect this at that time, otherwise the effect would have been better. I'm afraid he could make more money.

This is simply a super powerful skill to get into a sword with bare hands. It is definitely very useful to seize weapons and scare opponents.

But Zhao Dong thought again that although this could scare people, if the other party resisted, he would really not be able to deal with it. He would not really know how to do it. This storage ring could not be given to him, so it would be absolutely dangerous to get close to the enemy. This method is not his best self-defense weapon.

Besides, there is still a distance limit. If you are a little further away from others, even if you receive the weapon, you can still let the weapon face the enemy in reverse. However, before he rushed to the person, the weapon fell down, and then there would be no deterrence and lethality.

This thing is fast enough, but if his movements cannot keep up, it is useless. Zhao Dong racked his brains to think of other ways, and his head turned fast enough, and immediately thought of another way.

There were some small stones next to the open space. Zhao Dong immediately put a bunch of them into the ring, then stood still, and thought to himself, a small stone suddenly appeared out of thin air from two meters away, and then flew forward, and after about two meters away, it fell down.

"It seems that there is no force." Zhao Dong frowned. This time he used a throwing idea and did not simulate the route of the stone flying out.

Then one stone after another flew out, and Zhao Dong slowly experienced how he manipulated these small stones from the distance and direction of the stones.

After he threw all the small stones in the ring away by him, Zhao Dong really found some tricks. The force of the stone thrown out was completely related to the strength of the mind he used, and there was no very accurate concept of the strength of the mind. It was just that Zhao Dong felt that when he let the stone fly far and the speed of the flying, he would feel a little tired. Although it was not strong, he could also experience it slightly.

Zhao Dong stood still and took in all the stones within ten meters of the surrounding area, and threw them out one by one again.

This time I was more skilled than the last time, and I could also master the distance and speed of the throwing.

Then another round of practice was practiced, and Zhao Dong had roughly touched the way and was able to control the stones to attack a certain object. This was what Zhao Dong thought of. There were some stones, even if he had hundreds or thousands of them, the space occupied was only a little bit of the ring. Although he was hitting a stone with a stone, the lethality was not strong, but it was not weak. If he hit the head, he would not find a concussion, which would be enough to get a full head. Moreover, he was not going to participate in the underworld and could get a full head of people. This would be almost enough.

This made Zhao Dong feel very good. In the novel, Xiao Li Feidao has been practicing for many years before he has achieved such achievements. If he wants to practice, he is afraid that he will become Xiao Zhao Feishi in a few days.

"Oh, no! If this is the case, if others see it, wouldn't it make people think they've seen a ghost?"

Zhao Dong suddenly thought of a very serious problem. It must be too strange to make the pebbles appear suddenly, as if he had to cooperate with some movements.

He did what he thought of, and Zhao Dong immediately waved his arms again, cooperating with the direction of the stone flying out, just like he threw the stone out.

After practicing like this for a whole afternoon, Zhao Dong finally practiced a self-defense trick after getting the ring... Xiao Zhao Feishi.
Chapter completed!