Bian Sheng and Shen Tu Zijin couldn't help but smile and shake their heads. They were both from Shaoyin and were related to Chai Tiannuo. They quickly got into trouble with Wei Zhongxian.
The foursome were in the Imperial College, and they were quite famous.
"Man'er, send it to my uncle, be careful not to burn it."
Chai Tiannuo handed Chai Man'er a lit small charcoal stove with a lot of sizzling food on it. Li Yichuan liked to drink alone, so he would not disturb him during dinner.
Bian Sheng looked at Chai Man'er who walked into the yard next door, and couldn't help but sigh softly. Chai Tiannuo and the other two looked at him curiously. He was eating so comfortably, how could he be sighing?
"My uncle has amazing martial arts skills and worked hard for Dahua for half his life, but in the end he ended up living alone in this lonely place. It really makes me sad."
After hearing this, Shentu Zijin and Wei Zhongxian couldn't help but put down their hands to eat, and looked thoughtfully at the small courtyard next door.
Two months ago, Chai Tiannuo led the three men to visit Li Yichuan and asked them to teach them real battlefield fighting skills.
After the test, Li Yichuan agreed, but like Cao Fu, he did not become a disciple.
Since then, the relationship between the four of them has become even closer. Seriously speaking, we are all brothers in the same discipline.
In fact, the most surprising thing is Wei Zhongxian. The test was extremely difficult and required extremely high toughness. No one could have imagined that this round guy actually persisted.
Li Yichuan said something profound at that time:
"With the appearance of Maitreya and the state of mind of mountains and seas, Zhongxian's future is limitless. If he doesn't become a loyal person, he will become a traitor!"
Bian Sheng was shocked by these words at the time, while Chai Tiannuo grinned secretly. This was no good. In his previous life, Zhongxian was nine thousand nine hundred years old, less than one person and more than ten thousand people. He was a proper historical celebrity.
Bian Sheng, who was astute, understood quickly, but Shen Tuzijin, who was simple and honest, could not understand the meaning of Li Yichuan's words. Wei Zhongxian patted his arm with emotion and said with a grin:
"Uncle said that I am a biting dog but not barking. Do you understand now?"
"So that's what I meant. What I said was too convoluted. I'd just say you're a dog with its tail between its legs!"
Shen Tu Zijin grinned, and Wei Zhongxian was so angry that he jumped up in the air, I said I can do it myself, how can I allow a stupid guy like you to call me a dog!
"What's so difficult about this? Anyway, I'm going to leave when autumn comes next year. Then I'll take my uncle with me, and I'll have an extra father. I'll make sure that I can serve him comfortably!"
Wei Zhongxian patted his chest vigorously, but Chai Tiannuo shook his head gently:
"I can't take him away. Although my uncle's temperament is much gentler than that of Uncle Cao, his behavior is almost exactly the same. They are both true-tempered men, and they are both used to loneliness."
"If you are in trouble, he will help you. If you are blessed, he will not bother you in the slightest."
Thinking about the character of this half-master, the three of them couldn't help but nodded slightly. Such a man made people sigh.
"Tiannuo, what happened to Uncle Lao and Uncle Cao back then?"
"At the head of the Ghost Whistle camp, President Bai has not returned to the northwest. It is unbelievable to think about it."
Having said this, Bian Sheng couldn't help but shook his head.
Chai Tiannuo looked at Chai Man'er jumping back and couldn't help but sigh:
"Besides earning a dragon, what other reasons could there be?"
Everyone was silent for a while. The impact and changes on Dahua were really huge.
After dinner, Chai Man'er was left to clean up the remnants, and the four of them came to the courtyard to take a rest. Not long after, Li Yichuan rushed over, and without saying a word, he directly directed the three of them to practice.
As for Chai Tiannuo, Li Yichuan only said one sentence:
"You are close to the master. You should decide how to beat yourself."
"Master, master, if you rely on others' guidance, you will never enter the country in your lifetime!"
After half a night's training, the wind suddenly picked up and the snow became heavier. Bian Sheng and the others came up to fight Lu Bu with three heroes. The courtyard was too small and Wu could not fire, so the four swords were used against Chai Tiannuo.
The blade passed by, the snow was broken and the moon was broken, and the sound of jingling echoed for miles in the lonely night. The neighbors and the government officials patrolling the streets were all used to it. This was Chai Dameng man competing with his brothers. Every seven or eight days, there would always be a sound.
Such a scene.
The watchman gently shook his head. It was already midnight and he had not yet fallen asleep. This martial scholar was not that easy to be.
A quarter of an hour later, Chai Tiannuo put away the knife with a smile and threw the wooden knife into the wooden stand coolly. At the same time, the wind stopped and the snow stopped.
As for Bian Sheng and the others, they were breathing heavily and rubbing their whole bodies vigorously. Heat was rising like a tornado.
"Tiannuo, your balls are so damaged, you'll even get hit in the buttocks!"
Wei Zhongxian rubbed his back vigorously. With his gnashing teeth, the injury was definitely serious.
"Sometimes my hands are slippery, sometimes my hands are slippery."
Chai Tiannuo said with a grin. Li Yichuan rolled his eyes at him. How can a master of swordsmanship who can handle a thousand cuts still be slippery?
What a liar!
"Let me know what you think after this battle."
This is Li Yichuan's teaching method, tempering the foundation and solidifying the foundation, and then finding weaknesses in actual combat. Since then, everyone's combat effectiveness has skyrocketed.
In just a few months, Wei Zhongxian got the top grade in the liberal arts college in his external examination, and Li Yichuan was indispensable.
"Tinnuo is powerful, fast, and has amazing endurance. His knife control is incredible. Uncle, I'm afraid we can't even break through his defenses."
Bian Sheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, not even daring to take a deep breath. He was slapped on the back just now, and he couldn't stop coughing even with the slightest effort.
"Well, let me talk about your shortcomings first."
Li Yichuan took the two wooden knives made after Bian Sheng's double knives and waved them slowly while saying:
"The advantage of dual swords lies in attack speed and lightness. You did a good job in this regard, or in other words, a little too good."
As he spoke, the speed of the two swords that were originally moving suddenly increased. The wooden blades continued to draw gray arcs in the night sky, and finally turned into a shadow that enveloped Li Yichuan's body, making a buzzing roar!
"Bang~!"
With a loud sound, the blade stopped in front of Bian Sheng's eyes, and sweat slowly dripped from his forehead.
In his eyes, the originally light swords turned into heavy battle axes. Once they fell, they would break rocks and crack mountains!
"Too much pursuit of attack speed and lightness will make you run away as soon as you touch it. You will lose the determination and strength to break the boat and waste a lot of good opportunities. This is not good and needs to be changed!"
Li Yichuan turned the handle of the knife upside down and Bian Sheng nodded vigorously to take it. The old uncle was right. He had a serious problem. He always wanted to find a better opportunity, but in the end he lost the opportunity. He must change it.
"As for Zi Jin, you are the opposite of Bian Sheng. His moves are too erratic and hesitant, but you are too heavy-handed and decisive. This is also not good."
Looking at Shentu Zijin who was a little confused, Li Yichuan smiled. He had to explain to this simple and honest guy before he could understand.
"You use all your strength for every slash you make. You can't change your moves in time when something unexpected happens. This is a fatal problem in a battle formation!"
"Uncle, what should I do?"
Shen Tuzijin wiped his neck, feeling numb and numb. He had been stabbed at least seventeen or eighty times, and his tendons were all swollen!