"The power of a knife lies in cutting." The man's rich voice resounded throughout this more than ten miles long seawall. The spring tide and the pattering spring rain couldn't help but beat against the seawall stone wall. From time to time, a slightly higher wave rolled up and swept the seawall.
The clothes of the thirty or so young men on the seawall, holding a knife in front of their chests with one arm, were soaked with blood, but the latter remained motionless. He was as if cast from iron.
Seeing that after half an hour, no one among the thirty or so people had any tilt in their arm when raising the sword. The sturdy man in gray coarse cloth beside him nodded without any trace. The battlefield swordsmanship is the most test of physical strength. It can cut eight or nine kilograms.
He held the sword to his chest for half an hour, and his strength was rare in the army.
But for Wufu, it's still far from enough.
"Only body skills are the key, long jumps beyond distance, quick eyes and quick hands." The man shouted, and then more than thirty people returned their swords in unison, chopping three hundred, beheading three hundred, lifting three hundred, cutting three hundred, a total of one thousand
Two hundred blows, the spring was cold, and when they were sheathing their swords, the bodies of these thirty or so people were steaming with steam, as if they had just been fished out of a water tank, and they were soaked with moisture.
"I will change the four postures tomorrow." More than 30 young people just finished their daily morning exercises. When they saw the back of the man in gray and coarse cloth on the seawall, some of them dared to cover their sore arms and groan. After all, it was just
A man made of flesh is not made of iron. If he lifts the knife for half an hour every day and swings it 1,200 times, no one can survive without some perseverance.
Although there are not many martial arts sects in Yuyin County, if you count them on your fingers, there are still about a dozen. One of the Haisha Gang and Youyumen make a living by monopolizing the unloading of goods at the wharf, while the other sect owns more than a hundred fishing boats.
, they all take the streets in the market, and there are mostly fishermen and dock laborers inside the two gates. It is true that there are many people and they are powerful, but people from wealthy families who are proud of their status are ashamed to enter these two gates to practice martial arts.
As a result, Yuyin County has very few choices for those who aspire to the martial arts. The leaders who are not well-known are not very capable, and the two famous sects in the county have recruited many disciples. Not to mention, there is a mixed bag.
Everything they do is still a low-level job. If you enter it rashly, wouldn't it be an insult to the family tradition?
Therefore, in Yuyin County, the only martial arts school opened by this man in gray and coarse cloth clothes that can match the eyes of these rich family members without losing their status is too high.
However, this martial arts hall in Yuyin County is notoriously difficult to enter. The owner of the hall has a weird temper, and it is useless to hand over money, gifts, connections, and find ways to ask for favors. There are only two ways to get in. One is to climb the second floor of the martial arts road in front of Guanqian.
, if you can't get on, it means your qualifications are too poor, and you won't accept it. Second, if you just do it like today, raising the sword for half an hour and then swinging it 1,200 times, if it's too much, then you don't have enough perseverance, and you won't accept it.
These two words have persuaded countless dandies from Yuyin County who want to practice martial arts for fun. Those who can persist for most of today are those who have already entered the martial arts gym.
It’s just another half-hundred days of suffering.
Apart from the fact that these thirty people are all two-story warriors, there are also quite a few who come from well-off families. They are the only son of the county magistrate, the eldest son of a prominent family in the county, the only child of such and such an old family, and there are also children of poor and wealthy families.
If young people go out in groups as usual, they can walk sideways in Yuyin County.
However, these extremely tired young people have completely lost the so-called aristocratic style. They are either sitting on the ground or slumped on the stone embankment of the seawall. After these hard days, I thought it would get better, but I never thought that I would stop practicing swordsmanship every day.
When eating, my hands are shaking so much that I can't even hold the bowl and chopsticks. It's not like no one has thought about asking the elders in the family to ask for a favor, even if it means less waving a few times a day or holding a cup of tea, it would be good, but when it comes to mentioning
Whoever said this has never been seen practicing swordsmanship on this seawall again.
, the others did not dare to speak out.
To be honest, after practicing swordsmanship like this every day for dozens of days, I have made some progress. Also, I have the physique of a two-story martial artist. There are also many people who have one or two acupuncture points in their bodies. Some people even vaguely touch them.
After passing the threshold of the third floor, although climbing the stairs is still out of reach, at least I can really touch it.
After enjoying the benefits, these people refuse to leave. They grit their teeth every day and have to endure it. They can open the acupuncture points in their thirties or fifties. Once they really get in, isn't it easy to climb to the fourth, fifth, sixth or seventh floor?
Although it is a slight exaggeration, it is indeed true.
There are high and low levels of martial arts, and there are also differences in each floor. The strength of the training method, the strength of the body, and the quality of the innate bones are all the reasons for the superiority and inferiority of the same realm. In addition, in the same realm, opening an acupoint is the same as opening an acupoint.
Eleven places, how can it be the same? So when some of the thirty people struggled to get up and walked down the seawall in vain, there were still others who couldn't even lift their arms.
The people around him looked at the frail young man who could not lift his arms with some pity. The so-called frail was just that he was a little thinner than his classmates who took off their clothes and were covered in tendons. When he entered, he could barely step onto the threshold of the second floor.
It is also the most strenuous to practice swordsmanship on weekdays. You often have to rest here for more than half an hour before you can master it. When you first started, a few fellow students made a bet that this kid would have to rest in less than half a day. Later, it was increased to ten days.
, twenty years later, when a month later, when he was still wielding the knife on the seawall, the original bettors withdrew because they could no longer hold on.
Although this young man can afford hardships, his level cannot be caught up overnight, not to mention that he has made mistakes in his physical training on the first floor, so that after practicing swordsmanship for a long time, he has not made any progress.
It's not very obvious. It stands to reason that the owner of the restaurant, who has the most vicious vision, would not accept such a weak second-story building, but he did it anyway. Someone with good intentions asked his family to find a way to find out.
I found out by chance that this young man turned out to be the third son of the old governor of Yuyin County.
But, as the saying goes, a dead county guard is no better than a living mouse, and an old county guard is not much better than an ordinary person. What's more, he is still the third son. When the time comes, he will not be ranked in the line to inherit the family business.
It wouldn't be enough to let these young masters, whose family backgrounds are not much worse than those of the county guards, deliberately try to win over them.
Fang Shi saw that all his colleagues around him had rested enough, and they were walking down the seawall with a knife in hand. However, he could not get up, and he could not hold himself back and ask someone to help him, so he had to watch the last person walk down the seawall and walk away into the distance.
, the martial arts school is located in Huating County, six or seven miles away from the seawall, half an hour's journey away. If you arrive late and miss the meal time, you won't even be able to leave a bowl of leftovers.
His back was pressed against the stones piled up on the seawall, and his hands and feet pushed up little by little. Finally he got up. He was about to go down the seawall to catch up with his fellow disciples in front of him, but suddenly he stepped on a loose brick and his body was shaken.
When he was stable, he rolled down the seawall and hit his head on the ground again.
His last thought before fainting was:
No more food to eat...
Why did Fang Shi, the third young master of Yuyin County, the old governor of Yuyin County, come here to suffer this? In the midst of chaos, Fang Shi asked himself.
It’s not his father, the old county guard, who forced the three brothers to pursue a career, but it happened that the eldest brother and the second brother were deeply praised by his father for their articles. Before they knew their destiny, they were both on the gold medal list. Now they are all other people.
It would not be difficult for a state official from the seventh to the eighth rank to reach the position of county governor or even go further in his lifetime.
He is the only one in this world, and as the youngest son of the Fang family, he
He knew nothing about reading, and could not even write a decent article when he was a teenager, let alone start a career. This made the old county guard who was looking forward to becoming a third-level scholar frustrated, but he was looking for a new way. I heard that
Martial arts is no worse than practicing martial arts. The emperor of the current dynasty was determined to open up new territories and expand his territory. When the time came, he would achieve military exploits on the battlefield, get a wife and son, and be able to honor his ancestors.
The old county guard seemed to be like this when he thought about it. When the time comes, he will brag to others that a person with both civil and military skills is no worse than a three-level Jinshi. However, he has been the county guard in Yuyin County for more than ten years, and when he retired, he was only a junior.
After collecting tens of thousands of taels of silver, I spent more than half of it on my eldest and second brothers. I still have to keep a thousand taels of silver for the coffin book. I am poor in education and rich in martial arts. The little money that the old county guard took out was not enough.
He bought some medicine to help strengthen his muscles and bones, not to mention inviting a famous teacher to come to his home. At that time, Fang Shi comforted the old county governor, saying that a famous teacher may not necessarily be a wise master, as long as he has some skills.
Who would have thought that his father was so stingy with money that even the cheapest price offered by a reliable martial artist was too expensive. He heard one of the people selling plasters on the roadside boasting about himself, and the price he offered was reasonable, but it was only two hundred taels.
With just one silver coin, I can teach the third young master in my house for one year, and I am sure that he will become a good man who can fight tigers.
It has to be said that Fang Shi's qualifications are quite good. Even if he was taught by a master whose own kung fu was mediocre, it was smooth sailing when he entered the first floor. However, when he climbed to the second floor, the master's secrets were revealed.
The copper skin on the first floor is different, and the stretching of the muscles often requires the power of medicine. At this time, the martial arts from a well-off family can no longer be stingy with money, and they have to throw down any rare herbs, otherwise they can only rely on their own exercise to stretch the muscles and muscles.
Your future will be greatly compromised.
However, Fang Shi’s master was just a two-story martial artist whose basic skills were no better than paper mache, and he was far from a bottleneck. Although he knew that he would probably need medicine to stretch his muscles by breaking the mirror, he didn’t have any at hand.
He asked the old county guard for two hundred taels of silver to buy medicinal materials. Who would have thought that he would leave without saying goodbye, and there is no trace of him to this day.
After he fainted for an unknown amount of time, Fang Shi felt someone shaking his head, so he reluctantly woke up from the chaos. When he opened his eyes, the sun had already turned to the west, and the huge head in front of him occupied all his sight. It was a man covered in dust.
A young man who looked about the same age as him.
"Falled off the seawall?"
"Hmm...ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssspastakes." Fang Shicai wanted to get up, but there was great pain in every part of his body. He didn't know if he had broken two bones in the fall, so he cried sadly.
Okay, this meal is gone.
"The bones in your body are not broken. I have touched them for you." The young man said with concern, "You are also a martial arts practitioner? I see you have a knife on your body."
"yes...."
The young man smiled: "I also practice martial arts."
"May I ask what sect your brother belongs to?" Fang Shi asked reluctantly.
The young man thought about it and said, "There is no one left."