After morning practice, thirty-eight boys and girls came to class and immediately stood up, girdled their waists with their fists, and without squinting, they greeted Chai Qing in unison, who came to teach. Culminating point 23S.
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This is the rule of martial arts, respect the teacher, even if the other person is just a teacher, you must respect him!
A person who does not possess even the most basic virtues is unlikely to be treated well, no matter how talented he is!
It's just that things are different today. Although they all maintain the horse stance, their eyes flicker from time to time. The people behind them even look to Wu Ming aside from time to time!
This was the first time they saw Wu Ming in class. In their understanding, Wu Ming, who was regarded as a young prince, was naturally taught privately by several teachers.
In fact, this has been the case for more than half a month!
"Prince Wu's Mansion requires martial arts training. Regardless of whether students are high or low, regardless of their martial arts skills, they are all treated equally. They can fight but not rob each other. They can fight but not kill each other!"
Chai Qing looked around, paused briefly at Wu Ming, and then began the day's teaching.
His status is equivalent to that of a guest teacher, and his duty is to point out the inaccuracies in each martial arts disciple's training process, or to answer questions that the martial arts disciples have during their training.
The original Prince Wu Mansion Elementary School was built more than thirty years ago and opened up five border towns one after another. It was once prosperous and it was considered a first-class elementary school even in the capital. There would never be such a phenomenon of uneven age.
The so-called elementary education is generally the first stage where people under the age of eight begin to practice physical training and lay the foundation.
After the age of twelve, depending on personal circumstances, those who have the opportunity to enter the martial arts school can become a teacher and get the opportunity to teach. Such a teacher is a mentor.
Hearing these words, even as unruly as Yuan Fei, he could not help but look solemn.
Seriously speaking, he is considered to be the last batch of students in the Mongolian School of Prince Wu's Mansion. When Wu Ming first entered the Mongolian School, he had already entered the martial arts gym.
"Yuan Fei, come out and start morning classes!"
Chai Qing looked at everyone with a stern expression, and without paying much attention or special care to Wu Ming, he called the two foremen and deputy foremen out of the queue to prepare for morning drills.
Due to the uneven age, Yuan Fei, as the chief leader, led those aged twelve and above to the right, while Hu Lai, the deputy leader, led those aged ten to twelve to the left.
The remaining children under the age of ten will be disciplined by Chai Qing himself.
Originally, nine or ten-year-olds could not be together with younger ones, but these boys and girls generally had not received systematic training in martial arts before, and their knowledge and strength were about the same, and they were not stereotyped, so they were arranged together.
"Little prince, please!"
Yuan Fei deliberately emphasized the word "little prince" very hard, raising his stature by a head so that he could look down at Wu Ming.
Wu Ming touched the bridge of his nose and followed the team sideways to the training equipment on the right.
Ancient instruments were far less sophisticated than modern ones, and were mostly heavy-duty strength-training instruments such as stone locks and hardwood bows.
"stop!"
Before he could walk away, Yuan Fei called him again.
"what?"
Wu Ming didn't know why. Although Yuan Fei had a bad tone, he had already passed the psychological stage of being angry with the 'little brat'.
"When senior brother talks to you, remember to answer with your honorific!"
Yuan Fei hugged his arms and said condescendingly.
"Senior brother? I wonder how this senior brother is calculated? By age or strength?"
Wu Ming almost burst out laughing.
When I joined the army, there were 'sheba's' in the dormitory, and when I went to work and went to jail, there were 'workers' in the dormitory, and there were 'students' here.
For a moment, he felt as if he was going back to high school all over again and being told, ‘Don’t leave after school’!
"Hmph, regardless of age or strength, you should call me senior brother!"
Yuan Fei almost lost his mind due to the stimulation of the word "strength" and spoke forcefully.
Ever since I was tricked by Wu Ming more than half a month ago, I still have a shadow on eggs!
"Yes, Senior Brother Yuan, I remember it. I dare to ask Senior Brother Yuan where I should start practicing!"
Wu Ming didn't worry too much about the title, put away his smile and said seriously.
Yuan Fei originally thought that Wu Ming was young and energetic, so he could contradict him, but he did not expect that he recognized the status of both parties. He felt that he could not vent his frustration, so he immediately led Wu Ming to the side and pointed.
Rows of stone locks of different sizes and explanations of bows and arrows.
"You~ it depends on what stage your strength is! Come with me! Have you seen this stone lock? The smallest weighs a bucket, the heaviest weighs a stone. And this hardwood bow, the lightest weighs a bucket,
The heaviest Jiudou, as long as you can lift nine times in a row and draw nine bows in a row, you can proceed to the next stage of strength training!"
Wu Ming nodded, his predecessors had all experienced these.
In my memory, this body could lift a stone lock and open a stone bow before it was eight years old. It was considered a pretty good talent.
But something went wrong later on, and my body was declining day by day. Not to mention that I couldn’t hold a chicken in my hands. Even if I could carry a bowl of water, I would be out of breath even if I walked a few steps.
It was also from that time that martial arts began to stagnate!
Wu Ming did not rush to grab a stone lock weighing more than a hundred kilograms. Instead, he walked to the lightest stone lock, weighed it carefully a few times, and picked up a bow and fired it several times.
On the other side, Chai Qing noticed what was going on here and glanced over with sharp eyes from time to time. When he saw Wu Ming selecting heavier instruments one by one, he couldn't help but nod secretly.
The rest of the boys and girls had simple eyes with more than curiosity, but also confusion.
Even if they are seven or eight years old, they will not use a dozen kilograms of stone locks to train their strength.
After testing all the instruments in the bucket, Wu Ming put down the nine bucket bow without blushing or out of breath, and there was no sweat on his forehead.
"This is a one-stone bow. Don't think it is on the same level as the nine-stone bow, but you must at least open the bow left and right and draw it seven or forty-nine times in one go before you are qualified to use the two-stone bow to practice your strength!"
Yuan Fei didn't seem surprised by Wu Ming's performance and grabbed a hard iron gallbladder.
Although nine buckets are equal to one stone, the materials of hardwood bows and iron gall bows are very different. Iron gall bows are harder and more difficult to draw.
Wu Ming weighed it, his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to put on the bow string and pulled it.
Buzz!
Almost in an instant, the hundred-jin iron gallbladder bow bent into the shape of a full moon. With a continuous whirring sound, Wu Ming fired nine times in a row, without stopping for a moment, and opened the bow left and right to the limit.
Even Chai Qing was a little surprised. In his impression, Wu Ming had never been exposed to a bow and arrow with such power.
At this time, Hu Lai and other friends also put down the things in their hands, gathered around, and looked around.
Chai Qing didn't stop him either. He was worried that he wouldn't find a chance for Wu Ming to mingle with the teenagers, so naturally he wouldn't ruin the curiosity of the youngsters.
How did they know that Wu Ming only had apprenticeships and practiced martial arts, and he didn't fall behind even when he was in school.
And his teacher was an extremely old-fashioned old man who he secretly called an old-fashioned old man. Whether it was about self-cultivation or lessons about martial arts, he gave Wu Ming everything in a strict manner.
According to the old man, if he hadn't found a successor because of his old age, the hard work of the older generation would have been passed on from master to master, and would never have been passed on to a wild and untamed monkey like Wu Ming.
With such a teacher, the teaching of cold weapons is not a problem.
Even the most basic training skills are almost the same as in this world.
It’s just that Wu Ming in his previous life was able to fire a stone bow like this after he turned sixteen!
"call!"
After exhaling a breath of turbid air, Wu Ming's face turned red, and he put down the iron gall bow with some reluctance.
Unknowingly, he used the leading breathing method of "Xiantian Gong". The moment he drew the bow, he seemed to have returned to his previous life, remembering that old man who was old-fashioned, harsh and almost inhumane!
"Master, just watch, I will definitely become a martial arts master!"
He swore secretly that before Yuan Fei could say anything, Wu Ming seemed to be in high spirits, grabbed the two-stone iron gallbladder bow, and pulled the bowstring into a full moon with a buzzing sound.
Still opening the bows from left to right, they made forty-nine strokes in unison, for a total of ninety-eight strokes.
Even so, Wu Ming's forehead was only slightly sweaty.
At this time, Yuan Fei finally looked squarely at Wu Ming. Even at this age, not to mention the two-stone bow, even the four-stone bow was no problem.
Now, he has begun to practice strength with ‘Zhong’, practicing strength and energy at the same time!
"Practice your strength with the three-stone bow!"
Chai Qing couldn't help but stepped forward and personally handed the iron gall bow to Wu Ming.
"Phew! Open!"
Wu Ming took a long breath, remained silent for a moment, lowered his waist and stood up, exhaled loudly, and pulled out the bowstring fiercely.
Just like before, the full moon is like shooting at a wolf!
Crunch!
Different from the previous buzzing, this time it was obviously a bit strenuous, but it was just strenuous. The bowstring creaked and tingled, and it was pulled apart again and again in an instant.
"Okay, okay!"
Chai Qing couldn't hide his excitement. He held onto Wu Ming's slightly trembling arms. After a while, he looked around the crowd and said seriously, "Have you seen anything?"
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, confused. They were just watching the excitement, so how could they pay attention to anything else?
Wu Ming took a few rough breaths before calming down, feeling equally excited and inexplicable.
Three-stone bow, just shoot the bow left and right forty-nine times!
This shows that although today's physical condition is far from the peak of the previous life, it has already made a good start.
Just imagine, how many teenagers can have a strength of three to four hundred kilograms in one arm at the age of thirteen?
"Master Chai, I know!"
Seeing that Chai Qing's face was getting uglier, Hu Lai boldly stepped forward and said, "The young prince opened his bow almost in one breath, using a special breathing technique!"
"Remember, this is a school, not a palace. There are only senior brothers, not a young prince! Is there anything else?"
Chai Qing nodded.
Hu Lai's face drooped and he couldn't say anything else.
"Junior Brother Wu, no matter whether he is standing or shooting the bow, he cooperates with the pile skills and uses the breathing method to guide him. Every time he shoots the bow, he uses the minimum force to achieve the maximum effect!"
Yuan Fei said in a deep voice.
"Not bad, not bad!"
Chai Qing nodded happily, glanced seriously at the disciples, and said seriously, "Many people think that training brute force like this is a waste of time. It is better to practice the internal energy of breathing directly, but you must know that there is no powerful physical body.
, why carry foreign objects into the body?
You should pay attention to the fact that the breathing method is completely different from the breathing method. The breathing method is a method that is combined with physical strength training under high-intensity training.
It allows you to save more energy, break through the limits, and at the same time press your physical body, thereby squeezing the excess essence in the physical body, purifying and tempering the muscles. This is the initial stage of refining the energy!"
The younger ones nodded thoughtfully, while the older ones, such as Yuan Fei, Hu Lai and others, looked thoughtful.
As for Wu Ming, although his face was expressionless, he was extremely shocked, and he vaguely had a very bold guess!