At dawn when the rooster crows, Wu Xin and Xin Wuwei consciously practice early. They still practice boxing and "pseudo-visualization" in half the time.
Wenren Zhong, Hongbo, and two maidservants also followed, either watching or practicing on their own.
After the experience of the Ziji Village attack, everyone became more conscious and diligent, wishing they could train into an army or achieve great feats immediately.
Coupled with Wu Xin's boxing practice last night, Xin Wuwei's mental outlook and training mood have obviously improved.
At this time, the Xinwu Guards gathered together and lined up. The iron-blooded evil aura above their heads was already visible to the naked eye, and the middle part was already purple. In just a few days, the efficiency of military training was astonishing.
Taking the lead in practicing boxing, Wu Xin practiced the "Martial God Wuji Fist" with nine or eighty-one moves, not the "Nine Fist of the God of War" with nine moves.
The punch breaks the wind and the void explodes.
Wu Xin's strength and various states were soaring at a perceptible speed, and even Wu Xin himself was surprised.
While practicing boxing, the "shadow of the God of War" transformed by Wu Xin's energy, blood and body became more and more obvious and solid, like a purple cloud above his head.
In the iron-blooded evil aura that enveloped Xinwuwei, the purple aura became thicker and thicker, and it could be seen that he was slowly transforming into a human form.
The birth of purple not only reflects the elite level and prestige of the army, but also feeds back the soldiers, making the various states of the army stronger and the training effect also greatly increased. This is why many martial arts practitioners or poor people are willing to join the army to practice.
One of the main reasons.
However, the increase and change of this kind of military soul is a long and subtle process, and it does not happen overnight.
After practicing boxing, while Xinwuwei's blood was boiling and his energy was high, he started "pseudo-visualization"!
Wu Xin stood in front of the team, meditating on the "God of War Statue" in his mind, making the statue of God of War in the sea of consciousness in his upper Dantian more solid and lifelike.
This is also the time for Wu Xin's literary cultivation, which coincides with both personal cultivation and military training!
Xin Wuwei stood upright, staring at Wu Xin with all his attention, imprinting everything about Wu Xin in his heart, and trying to figure out Wu Xin's breath, momentum, even demeanor, expression, etc.
In fact, the vast majority of Xinwuwei do not know the use of "pseudo-contemplation", nor do they think it has any specific effect. However, they still follow it meticulously!
What Wu Xin and Xin Wuwei don't know is that although this method of military training is "pseudo-contemplation", it is also a type of visualization and is still effective in improving mental strength.
Over time, Xinwuwei's mental strength will become higher and higher.
This will also become one of the main differences between the Xinwuwei and the Demon Army.
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Three poles in the sun.
Wu Xin left the inn with the same lineup as last night.
In the morning, the ancient city of Handan is already very lively, with people coming and going, noisy people, and busy traffic.
What made Wu Xin suspicious was that there were too many people holding swords and swords on the street.
Even a little kid in ragged clothes, as thin as a child, was carrying a broken knife that was a little taller than him. Wu Xin was quite speechless. Is there any point in carrying a knife? I doubt that the kid can dance?
Another point is that the ancient city of Handan has many foreign races with different costumes and a strong barbaric or barbaric atmosphere, much more than Wucheng.
The rumor that the ancient city of Handan was once home to a large barbarian tribe before civilization is not groundless.
While observing along the way, Wen Renzhong suddenly said in an excited tone: "Young Master! We have been gone for a long time. Why don't you come in and sit down?"
Wu Xin was startled and found that he had arrived in front of the Phantom Building without knowing it. He spat angrily: "Walking around a brothel early in the morning? Aren't you afraid of dying young? What have you been thinking about all day long..."
"Aren't you... worried that the young master misses Miss Xiao (Bi'an Hua)? Hehe..." Wen Renzhong responded awkwardly.
"Business matters!" Wu Xin responded.
Wen Renzhong's eyes lit up and he couldn't wait to continue: "That's it! Come back after you finish the business!"
Wu Xin rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to him!
After another meal, Wu Xin and others came to an old and grand mansion.
"Young Master! This is the Baizhan Martial Arts School. I made an agreement with the owner last night!"
Wu Meng explained in due course, and then explained: "Because the martial arts gym's income is poor, the qualification has been banned, so there is no plaque for the time being!"
Wu Xin nodded and led everyone towards the gate of the mansion...
After just a few steps, a group of more than a dozen people walked out of the house quickly. The leader was a strong man with gray hair and beard, and a weathered face. It was not because he was old, but because he was overworked.
"Welcome Master Wu and all other lords to come, let the flowers shine brightly!"
The middle-aged man clasped his fists and shouted loudly from a distance. After finishing his words, he came closer and bowed and apologized: "I apologize for missing you from afar, please forgive me!"
His words were polite and humble, but Wu Xin could see that the middle-aged man was a little awkward and seemed to be acting against his will. It was obvious that life in the martial arts school was really difficult, so he apologized and replied: "I have admired the power of the Thunderbolt Sword for a long time! Master Cheng, you are so polite, it's us who are bothering you.
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Master Cheng's face looked a little unnatural, his lips twitched a few times, and he said at the end of his words: "Please!"
"He is not very good at socializing and is rather clumsy. Seeing that he is still working hard to maintain the martial arts school, he must be a kind person!"
Wu Xin secretly commented and followed him inside politely.
Jianghu makes people grow old!
Just by the name of the Thunderbolt Knife, we can know the high-spirited and fiery temperament of Master Cheng at that time.
Passing through the gate of the mansion, we came to a square of several thousand square meters. It was neatly tidied up, but it could not hide the traces and atmosphere of dilapidation, but it was enough to prove that the Baizhan Martial Arts School had once been glorious.
There were three to four hundred people standing in the square at this time, ranging from children aged seven or eight to old people with pale hair and beards.
"So many? So complicated?"
Wu Xin frowned and looked at Wu Meng with some displeasure.
Wu Meng's face was frosty, and he frowned and said coldly: "Master Cheng, that's not what we said last night, right? These are the disciples of your martial arts school? Children and the elderly, why are we here? To raise and provide for the elderly?
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This time Wu Xin and others came to the martial arts hall to supplement Xin Wuwei and prepare some personnel to act as servants.
In the battle of Ziji Village, Xinwuwei suffered more than ten casualties, but it also gained more than 200 war horses, so it was natural to replenish them. Moreover, war horses are rare, so selling them would be a waste!
Because of Xin Wuwei's special nature, Wu Xin decided to buy out rather than hire or recruit, and find martial arts disciples to ensure loyalty and average combat power to the greatest extent.
Master Cheng's face turned red from suppressing his emotions. He bowed his hands toward Wu Meng apologetically. He didn't know what to say, so he looked at Wu Xin and said:
"Wu...Master Wu! These people are all martial arts disciples, and they are willing to sell themselves as slaves and follow you to Jurong City! I promise that they are all absolutely loyal, absolutely voluntary, and have a foundation in martial arts. They will not be a burden. Wu
Just treat it as a good deed!"
This is the first time Wu Xin gave a serious order, but he actually went wrong. In addition, the behavior of a dead soldier is strictly prohibited.
Wu Meng immediately angrily reprimanded: "Good deeds? Will they not become a burden? From north to south, the journey is long. We are all on horseback, and Master Cheng is sure that they can..."
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Wu Xin waved his hand to stop Wu Meng's scolding, and sighed: "Okay! If possible, who is willing to sell himself? Get their information, it is definitely not possible to get them all, the journey is long and dangerous, let alone bring so many people!"
Wu Xin finally knew why the prestigious Thunderbolt Sword was in such misery!
However, this shows that he is indeed a kind and kind person!
