Li Siye stopped talking, but Japanese Fujimaki was still talking casually. Li Siye leaned over and listened to the content. Fujimaki originally wanted to make friends with Wei Ning on this occasion and wanted to learn the so-called one-sword style from him.
The game between the two sides has ended, and everyone is resting around the polo field. Fujimaki and others have spotted the position of Wei Ning, the general of the army. Several people encouraged him to go up and learn the skills from his master. In fact, these people also wanted to learn the sword in Wei Ning's hand.
Law.
As everyone watched, Wei Ning, who was sitting across from him, suddenly looked over. He stood up from the ground with both hands, reached out and lightly dusted the crimson crotchless robe a few times, and strode over.
Everyone looked excited. This was the person who was the best at using horizontal swords in the palace. Most of the guards in the East Palace had been taught by him. Just being taught one and a half moves was enough for them to show off in front of their companions for several days.
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Someone patted Fujimu on the shoulder and said approvingly: "General Ning has a keen eye for recognizing talents. He saw a qualified person like you in the crowd from so far away and wanted to come over and teach you the swordsmanship in person."
Fujimu had only been in Datang for a short period of time, so he did not hear the irony in these words. He was proud of the excitement in his heart. Wei Ning did not know them, and there was almost no other explanation other than his keen eye for identifying talents.
He excitedly tidied his turban, fastened the right button of his robe, and quickly stood up from the ground.
Li Siye sat next to him, looking away deliberately. He knew that Wei Ning was here for him, and it would be too meaningless to tell him right now.
Several of the internal leaders stood up straight and pulled Li Siye on the ground to stop him from being so ignorant and losing the opportunity to become a famous teacher.
"General Ning."
They rushed to show their bright smiles, and some people rushed to say: "Can you practice for us, the move of drawing the sword to kill and then closing the sword without leaving a trace? We really want to learn it."
Wei Ning nodded lightly, but looked down at Li Siye who was sitting on the ground, and what he said was also asking for advice: "Li Siye, can you practice the inch fist you used that day? I really want to learn it."
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The atmosphere suddenly fell silent. Nei Ling Qianniu, four or five people standing side by side like quails, looked at Li Siye with wide eyes. They rubbed their ears vigorously, obviously not believing that this sentence was said by Wei Ning.
"What did you say?"
Li Siye asked again.
"I said I wanted to learn inch boxing from you! I said it loud enough, but you still can't hear me?"
He finally couldn't help but laugh, pointed at Fujimaki and the other leaders and said, "I'm mainly afraid that they won't hear."
The Qianniu were dissatisfied with Li Siye's proud and vulgar laughter, but they were helpless.
Li Siye asked him again: "General Wei, who won and who lost in the competition in front of the Chengyun Tower saint that day?"
Wei Ning was an upright and generous person, with no trace of displeasure on his face. He happily admitted: "Brother Si Ye and I had a fist fight and I lost. There is nothing to be ashamed of. If you lose, you lose. Brother Li's boxing skills
It’s so exquisite and magical that I dare say that I can’t count the number of opponents I can encounter in the entire Tang Dynasty on one finger.”
Li Siye seemed to hear the sound of everyone's hearts breaking. The eyes of these guys were like hot knives. He no longer asked Wei Ning about who lost and who won, but asked: "You
Really want to learn?"
"Of course, I have been thinking about this inch punch for a long time, but I can't figure it out. I hope you can give me some advice."
Then he smiled modestly and said: "I can't talk about teaching. A ruler is long and an inch is short. Although my boxing skills are good, my sword skills are mediocre. I want to learn sword skills from General Wei. I don't know.
Is that possible?"
When Wei Ning received the confirmed news, he smiled calmly and said, "Of course."
He looked around and saw that there were noisy people and too many onlookers. He waved and said, "Let's come over here."
Upon hearing this, several insiders quickly followed. For them, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
The two of them avoided the court for a while, and Wei Ning said to Li Siye: "We are pressed for time today. Let's teach each other the most subtle moves. We must not hide anything."
Li Siye nodded: "Of course. I'll come first."
He regarded Weining as a target, stood in front of his chest, lowered his head and told: "The power of the inch punch requires the application of internal energy, the combination of Qi and intention, and the sudden use of explosive power. The contraction and release must be moved by the breath.
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"For example, look at this," he pointed five fingers at Wei Ning's chest. He suddenly made a fist and hit the opponent's chest hard. Wei Ning suddenly staggered back a few steps, with a look on his face.
It's a surprise.
"This move is very good. The most important thing is that it can exert a strong impact in close combat."
Not only Wei Ning, but also the guards also saw the mystery of this move, and looked at Li Siye with a slightly hot look. The faces of those who called him Pancake Qianniu couldn't help but become hot.
Now it was Wei Ning's turn to teach him the moves. He strode to a small pine tree growing under the eaves of the palace, stretched out his hand and flexed his five fingers, then suddenly swung his knife and cut off the trunk of the small tree.
In Li Siye's eyes, he barely saw how Weining drew the sword, nor how he put it away. He only saw the flash of the sword in front of his eyes, and the tree crown had slowly fallen down.
Li Siye was very impressed. This sword was indeed very clever. It seemed very easy, but to do it, it would take countless days and nights of training.
But he still didn't see the other party's movements clearly, so he coughed and asked: "Can you slow down a little, move slower, so that I can see clearly how to draw and put away the knife."
"Okay." Wei Ning nodded, slowly pulled out the knife, then swung the knife to cut another section of the severed pine wood, and then slowly put it back into the scabbard.
Li Siye was a little stunned. This seemed very simple, but how could he increase the speed?
"Any tips?"
Weining put his hand on the handle of the knife and smiled: "It's very simple. Practice hard and practice makes perfect. You can draw and retract the knife hundreds of times a day. After a long time, this knife will be like your fingers, reducing the speed to the human eye."
As far as you can see.”
Wei Ning, as if he was afraid of making a mistake, immediately asked, "What is the secret to training the inch fist."
Li Siye smiled and said: "It's still what I said just now. Qi and strength work together. You need to practice more. You should practice facing the wall hundreds or thousands of times every day, and you will naturally learn it."
The two of them smiled knowingly at the same time. The guards stood aside and were stunned. They never expected that they would get guidance from Wei Ning in this situation, and they would also see Li Siye's true ability.
After they returned to the East Palace, everyone looked at Li Siye with a different expression. How could the person who could ask Qianniu Wei Zhonglang General Wei Ning to personally consult him, how could he be a thing in the pool?
Li Siye has also gained recognition among the princes, and no one calls him Pancake Qianniu anymore.