Alienated Martial Arts.

Chapter 2 Martial Arts Hall
Under the dim oil lamp.

Wei Tao's heart moved, and he raised his head to look at this old and tired middle-aged man.

Half a year was enough time for him to obtain a lot of information, including the apprenticeship that was just mentioned.

In this world, there really are warriors who are far more powerful than ordinary people.

Just like the boss of the medicine gang in the rampant mountain, he is a master who can defeat ten opponents with one enemy, so he can gather a group of subordinates, and with the relationship of a nobleman in the inner city, he controls the herb business in the outer city.

When Wei Tao went to pay the monthly fee, he saw with his own eyes that the boss of the medicine gang swept away the thick and thin wooden stakes at the mouth of the bowl with a whip kick, and the chain of kicks behind him was like a peacock spreading its tail, making people dazzled. .

It is said that these warriors have their own unique cultivation methods, which stimulate the potential of the human body through special means, and ordinary people have no chance to get the true transmission.

It was because of Wei Tao's coincidence that he helped a martial artist find urgently needed herbs in the mountains, and Wei's father later made some furniture for him, so he finally got on such a line.

Correspondingly, more than half of the offerings handed over to the Medicine Gang that month were returned directly, and the family has never been subjected to unreasonable troubles in cutting firewood and collecting herbs in the mountains outside the city.

From that time on, Father Wei also changed his mind, instead of spending money on Wei Tao to study with Mr. Private School, he thought about letting him learn Kung Fu instead.

According to Wei's father's simple thought, the world is getting more and more chaotic, even if the ancestral grave is smoked and admitted to a scholar, it may not be of much use. It is better to find a way to learn a kung fu, even if you can't become a martial artist in the future, even if you can become a martial artist. The housekeepers and nursing homes of the nobles in the inner city can be regarded as having a relatively stable livelihood.

Mother Wei fumbled and took out a jar from under the bed, and counted the copper coins and broken silver inside with her rough fingers, "Shopkeeper, it seems to be a little short."

"My salary this month is also counted, it should be almost the same."

Wei Hong turned his head to watch his mother count the money, took out a small cloth bag from his underclothes, and poured some broken silver inside.

the next morning.

Wei Tao guarded the purse carefully, and came to the gate of a large courtyard near the inner city.

Across the courtyard wall, loud shouts could be heard from inside from time to time.

This is the first time he has really come to the practice field, instead of just handing over medicinal herbs to the servants hired by Zhou Wushi outside like before.

He knocked on the door, and a tall and strong man walked out after a while.

"I am Xiaowei who collects herbs, and I came here specially to meet Master Zhou."

"Is it time to deliver the medicine again today? Just leave it to the manager in front of you."

"No, I'm here to learn boxing from Master Zhou."

"Learn boxing... come in."

The big man narrowed his eyes, looked him up and down, turned around and walked inside.

In the yard, more than 30 men and women of different heights are practicing hard.

There was a huge iron pot between them, which was filled with iron sand, and there was a charcoal fire underneath.

They were constantly inserting their hands in and turning them, each of them was dripping with sweat, their arms were as bright red as blood, and white steam was faintly emitting.

Passing through the training ground and entering the lobby of the inner courtyard, a middle-aged man with a black face and long beard was sitting on the grand teacher's chair, slightly squinting his eyes and closing his eyes to rest his mind.

Hearing footsteps, he slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on Wei Tao.

Wei Tao hurriedly clasped his fists in salute, "Master Zhou..."

"You really want to learn boxing from me?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly.

"Yes."

Master Zhou grabbed a few beards and stroked them slowly, "It's not impossible for me to accept you, but since you have been delivering medicine to the martial arts school, I still remind you that with your physique, you are short of energy and blood. If you insist on spending money to learn boxing from me, it would be more cost-effective to save the money and save it for the exam."

Wei Tao remained silent, and bowed deeply again.

"Okay, have you brought enough tea money for apprenticeship?" Master Zhou waited for a while and closed his eyes again.

"This is the tea money for the disciples to respect the teacher." Wei Tao handed over the bag containing the money with both hands, and at the same time offered a cup of tea.

Master Zhou took a sip of the tea, "Since you have entered the sect, you are considered a registered disciple of our sect, and you will practice with other registered disciples in the future. It also depends on your performance and luck."

Speaking of this, he raised his head, looked around, and finally fell on the strong man standing not far away, "Little Wu, come and take him down to practice, starting from the most basic external training."

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sunset.

Paint the entire Cangyuan City with a layer of light red.

Wei Tao pulled his arms out of the cauldron in front of him, his fingertips to his elbows were all red, and the broken skin was covered with dense slag of medicine powder, causing a burning pain.

There are many people like him in the training ground, men and women practice separately around a few cauldrons.

There is almost no communication among the people, they just focus on their own training, hoping to reach the entry standard, and then break away from the circle of named disciples and become official disciples who can enter the inner court at will.

Not only can you really get in touch with the secrets of Hongxianquan, but your status is also very different from when you were a registered disciple.

At least in most areas of the outer city, the direct disciple of Hongxianquan is a signboard, which can bring considerable protection and benefits to himself and even his family.

"Five senior brothers."

"Hello Fifth Senior Brother."

"I have seen the fifth brother."

Amidst a series of respectful greetings, the strong man who had met once in the morning came over, holding a bottle of light yellow potion in his hand.

Before approaching, a strong pungent smell rushed over.

"Junior Brother Wei, go to the well and wash your arms. It's your first practice outside today. The teacher asked me to teach you how to apply medicine."

"Then thank you Fifth Senior Brother."

Wei Tao took a deep breath, resisting the burning pain, watching his hands and forearms turning earthy little by little, followed by numbness like ten thousand ants eating one's heart, making one wish to peel the skin hard scratching.

"Don't move around, bear with it and it will pass."

The fifth senior brother rolled up his sleeves, with a look of someone coming, "I was like this at the beginning. I couldn't help but scratched hard, and tore off a large piece of skin. There is still a scar until now."

After smearing the entire bottle of potion evenly, the fifth senior brother exhaled a long breath, "Let's go, your first day of training outside will consume a lot of energy on your body. After you see the teacher, hurry up and go back to rest."

After a while, Wei Tao came to the inner hall and saw Master Zhou sitting there drinking tea again.

"Come here." He opened his eyes and waved to Wei Tao.

"Put out your hand."

Wei Tao raised his hands according to his words, but suddenly blurred in front of his eyes.

Before he had time to react, the tiger's mouth on the left and right seemed to be pricked by a needle.

Immediately, all the pain disappeared, and then there was a numbness, and he couldn't even feel the existence of his own arm.

And as time went by, Wei Tao suddenly felt a warm feeling again. Compared with the burning pain and sudden numbness just now, it was like the experience from hell to heaven.

He lowered his head subconsciously, and saw that the palms of his hands were bright red, which looked like steamed prawns.

"Remember?"

In a trance, Master Zhou's voice rang in his ears.

Wei Tao suddenly came back to his senses, and only then did he react. There was a faint surge of heat in his hands, and wherever he went, even the skin on that line became redder.

Before he could answer, Master Zhou continued, "It's normal if you don't remember it. After you go down, you will realize it slowly. When you practice until your palms are as bright red as blood and touch them like jade, you will be truly in love with me." The gate of the Red Line Fist."

"Okay, it's getting dark, you can go back directly, remember to come here on time at dawn tomorrow."

"Thank you teacher for your guidance." Wei Tao hastily bowed, "The disciple will go back first."

"Wait a moment."

Master Zhou took a sip from the cup of tea, opened his closed eyes, and stopped him, "Recently, the outer city has been a bit uneasy, and it's your first day here to study, let Xiao Wu take you back. "

(End of this chapter)