Heaven's Martial Fate

Chapter 3 Outer Sect Meng New Disciple
The next day was just dawn, before the rooster crowed, Wu Dong got up early.

After getting rid of the garbage in the body, washing the cough, and drinking a bowl of cold boiled water that is still warm on the stove, the whole person is refreshed.

At this time, the sky was gray and the whole village was still silent.

The air is filled with the dampness of early morning, the big trees and weeds in the corner are covered with dewdrops, and the soft mud in the yard seems to be cool and damp.

call……

He exhaled a long mouthful of stale air from his chest, kicked his legs and stretched his legs with his hands wide open, and started the warm-up before morning exercises according to his usual habits.

The first is Zama for half an hour, and then there is half an hour of ground-moving boxing and ground-waving knife routines.

Usually, these exercises are done in units of hours. Today, I am going to participate in the drills of the outer sect of the cottage, so I deliberately halved the amount of training.

Even so, when the training is over, he is still sweating profusely and hungry,
At this time, the sky was bright and the rooster was crowing, and the originally quiet village gradually became lively.

He casually took a cold shower, then ate the whole grain rice that had been cooked long ago, mixed with the specially cooked pheasant soup yesterday.

The conditions are limited, if possible, he would like to have a cup of soy milk or something, but right now he can only cook the beans mixed with miscellaneous grains.

After clearing away the dishes and chopsticks, several little brothers' high-pitched voices came from outside the door: "Brother Dong, we are coming!"

After changing their clothes and closing the fence gate, Wu Dong and his little brothers rushed to the village briskly.

When we arrived at the village, the Dajiao field was not as lively as yesterday, but there were still people coming and going, and many members of the village were exercising here.

Wu Dong and the little brother came to the familiar small school grounds, greeted the children from the village who had arrived earlier, and then chatted with a few guys with good relationships, and the small circle was everywhere.

Soon, it was the time of assembly stipulated by the village, and all the freshly baked outer disciples from yesterday and a few days ago arrived.

The martial masters sent by the village were not polite at all, and when they came, they directly opened their mouths and set the rules: "Don't talk too much, and those who will read their names will take the initiative to come out, and which group they will be assigned to will basically not change in the next three years!"

After finishing speaking, he ignored the expressions of the new disciples, and directly signaled the assistants who followed him to start working.

Wu Dong and the others didn't make a fuss, as internal disciples, they were naturally clear about these things.

The cottage has the rules of the cottage, so it is naturally impossible for Mengxin's outer disciples to draw a circle early on, how will they manage it in the future?

What made Wu Dong feel regretful was that the group he was assigned to had only one little brother, Shouhou, and the other two little brothers were all divided into other groups.

A group of ten people is standard, and the martial artists sent by the cottage are responsible for teaching.

Compared with the "big class" of tens or hundreds of people in groups of handyman disciples, the outer sect where Wu Dong's internal children are located enjoys an elite "small class" training.

From this point, it can be seen that the Shanzhai still attaches great importance to their internal children.

After Mengxin's outer disciples were grouped, their respective martial artists took the outer disciples they were in charge of and found a free space to start formal training.

The martial artist in charge of Wu Dong's group is a big man with a scarred face.

He is tall and strong and full of vigor, and he will give people a kind of rush that is not easy to provoke.

He called himself Chen Dao Scar, and was a member of the Shanzhai Battle Hall before, a standard Shanzhai elite.

For some reason, he temporarily quit the front-line position, and was in charge of a group of ten new outer disciples in Wudong, as their martial arts teacher for the next three years.

After a brief self-introduction, Chen Daoba glanced at the new outer sect disciples lined up with sharp eyes, and said in a deep voice, "No need to talk nonsense, let's start training now!"

After finishing speaking, he motioned for Wu Dong and other Mengxin outer disciples to ride horses on the spot.

As the inner disciples of the village, all of them have relatives who work in the cottage, and they are basically clear about the training process for the disciples of the outer sect of the village.

Even Wu Dong, who has all his relatives passed away, can often come to the village to watch the training of the outer disciples.

After a long time, the process and doorway here are naturally clear.

Whether it is your own intentions or the intentions of your loved ones, you will start training and exercising at a very young age.

For basic training methods such as Zama, Wu Dong just glanced casually and realized that the new outer disciples in his group had all reached a certain level, and there was no need for a martial artist to teach them again.

This saves a lot of energy and time. You must know that for the handyman disciples, if they want to get started correctly, it will take at least three months.

Wu Dong and his group of budding foreign disciples are different. They have been familiar with Zama training since they were young, and they can directly enter the training state.

The teenagers in his group are all quite proficient in Zama Kungfu, and their level is basically at the same level.

The ten teenagers lined up in a row, standing calmly and squatting, with standard movements and expressions as usual, and each of them had a long breath as if they were rooted in the ground.

Chen Daoba walked slowly in front of Zama's boys, secretly observing the performance of the boys, not letting go of every slight change.

The Zama level of the teenagers was no different from that on the registration file, which made him very satisfied.

It's good to have a foundation...

Slowly, most of his attention was focused on Wu Dong and Shouhou standing together.

No way, according to the registration file, these two are the only two orphans among the ten teenagers he taught.

Being able to train Zama Kung Fu to the current level without the supervision of his family, this alone is enough to make Chen Dao Scar pay more attention.

Half an hour passed by...

The teenagers who were still calm and relaxed, now some of them were sweating on their foreheads, their legs were trembling slightly, and even their breathing began to become a little short.

Obviously, such a long Zama time has almost reached their limit.

At this time, only Wu Dong and Shouhou remained steady, neither blushing nor out of breath, and it was obvious at a glance that they could persist for a longer time.

Now, not to mention martial artist Chen Dao Scar, even the teenagers in the same group all looked sideways.

It's just that the eyes of the teenagers are not very friendly...

How did they know that since Wu Dong came across and learned some bits and pieces of information about the Hungry Tiger Village in Heihu Mountain, he consciously spent a lot of thought and energy on basic training items such as Zama.

According to the popular saying in previous lives, exercising properly is something that can make people happy physically and mentally, and it is also quite addictive.

At least within the range that the body can bear, correct physical exercise will not make people feel tired, or put too much burden on the body.

Don't underestimate Zama exercise, it is also a form of exercise in Xingyiquan.

In his previous life, influenced by online novels, he also spent energy and time getting in touch with internal boxing, especially Xingyi boxing, which is widely spread.

It's a pity that I don't have so much free time, and I don't have so much money to ask famous teachers for advice.

It's not as good as Sanda, but I just learned about Xingyiquan and the basics of cultivation, and I haven't really practiced it.

Even so, he also knew about Zama training, which is not as simple as it seems.

When he was young, in order to make his horse-zipping movements more standard, or to achieve the best results, Wu Dong often observed the horses' movements in this village.

As a large-scale Jianghu power in Ehuzhai, there is naturally no shortage of horses in this village, and they are all excellent horses.

Knowing more and more knowledge has such benefits. Through continuous and careful observation for a long time, Wu Dong has his own understanding and exploration of Zama exercise.

How about the specific effect, just look at the performance of him and his little brother Shouhou now, and you can get a glimpse of it.

You know, the rest of the teenagers in the same group have living relatives to guide them.

Among them, there will certainly be no shortage of elites from the battle hall!

The members of the battle hall are all disciples of the counterfeit inner sect, and they are not just kidding.

……

"Okay, let's stop here for today's Zama!"

Chen Daoba greeted, except for Wu Dong and his little brother Shouhou who still had spare energy, the rest of the boys in the same group breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing their non-stop shaking hands and feet, as well as the exhaustion in their expressions, if it wasn't for the fact that this place is not suitable for resting, they would have sat down long ago.

After resting for half an hour, Chen Daoba yelled, and the teenagers, who had rested a little loosely, immediately cheered up, and immediately lined up to wait for instruction.

Next, Chen Daoba was not polite, and directly practiced the most basic tiger boxing in the cottage, and said with a light smile: "I know you guys don't like this boxing that is just for strengthening the muscles and bones, and has no practical effect!"

As soon as the words fell, his face immediately became serious, and he said in a deep voice: "But the rules are the rules, and this Tiger Fist is not as simple as you imagined!"

"I know that you basically know this boxing technique, so practice it for me!"

Except for Wu Dong, the other nine teenagers in the same group, including the little brother Shouhou, all looked bitter, but they didn't dare to refute and had to practice honestly.

Although he knew that Chen Dao Scar was telling the truth, Wu Dong had no intention of showing off, and followed the routine of Tiger Fist sternly.

It was another half an hour, and after a group of ten teenagers were all sweating on their foreheads and short of breath, Chen Daoba stopped them and sent them directly to Benzhai School.

In Benzhai School, Wu Dong and the boys in the same group will receive one and a half hours of cultural studies, the most important thing is to read some elementary books.

Speaking of which, Wu Dong feels that this village is not doing very well in this regard.

Since reading and literacy are helpful for practicing martial arts, it should be aimed at internal children and start enlightenment teaching when they are three to five years old.

Instead of waiting for the internal children to reach the age of ten, they start to learn enlightenment.

During the several years, it can be said that the delay was in vain. From this, it can also be seen that the disciple training system in this village is not very rigorous.

Of course, this is just Wu Dong's own idea. As for the situation, he has to undergo a complete disciple training process before he can tell why...

(End of this chapter)