Soldiers come to the world

Liu Jing's advantage is not only his speed of chasing prey, but also his wisdom from later generations. He knows where Zhao Yun's weakness is?Zhao Yun's weakness is Liu Bei.

Zhao Yun was startled, and turned his head instinctively. The moment Zhao Yun turned his head, the defensive blade weakened, revealing a hole in the right waist.

Liu Jing's power accumulated for a long time suddenly exploded, and he rushed up like lightning, and slashed at Zhao Yun's right waist with a knife. The eight hundred soldiers exclaimed.

When Zhao Yun turned his head and saw nothing, he knew that he had been duped. At this time, Liu Jing's knife came towards him like lightning, and slashed at a hole in his right waist. , and then the long knife slashed upwards diagonally, right on Liu Jing's blade, with a 'click', sparks flew everywhere, and Liu Jing let go of the knife in his hand.

A huge force made Liu Jing unable to stand still. He took two steps back and sat on the ground with his buttocks on the ground. His arms were numb, and Liu Jing couldn't react for a long time.

The soldiers exclaimed, not only exclaimed for Zhao Yun's strength, but also felt incredible that Liu Jing was able to push Zhao Yun back a step. In their hearts, Zhao Yun was a god-like figure.

This knife also made Zhao Yun look at Liu Jing with admiration, not because Liu Jing forced him to take a step back, Zhao Yun's martial arts were not so strong that he couldn't even take a step back, and Liu Jing's wisdom actually called his lord to come , created a fighter.

Zhao Yun is by no means pedantic. He has a deep understanding of unscrupulous tactics on the battlefield. Although he never does this, he will not reject it. He thinks it is normal, and Liu Jing's quick wit makes him admire it.

"Come again!"

Zhao Yun beckoned and put on an empty posture, Liu Jing also returned to normal, he jumped up, picked up the knife, roared, rushed up quickly, and slashed with the knife.

Zhao Yun used the same move as before, slashing upwards with exactly the same speed and strength, only heard the sound of 'Dang', and the two sabers met each other, but this time Liu Jing withstood the strength even though the force was fierce.

Zhao Yun turned the saber, and a cold light slashed across Liu Jing's neck. The saber's movement was neither fast nor slow.

Liu Jing was powerless to defend and closed his eyes, but Zhao Yun withdrew his saber and resolved Liu Jing's crisis. He took two steps back and asked with a smile, "What did you find?"

Liu Jing pondered for a while, and he did find something, then leaned forward and said, "Brother just made a diagonal slash, in terms of speed and style, it is exactly the same as the previous one, but why is there a big difference in power, did you slow down the power deliberately? ?”

Zhao Yun smiled slightly, his little brother is indeed very smart, he saw the key point, he held a saber flower and said: "The key is the use of strength, everyone's strength is certain, but the way of wielding a saber is different, the power of a saber is also different. Different, such as sitting and chopping, and jumping and chopping, the power is completely different, if you can find a way to use the whole body strength to one point, the power of this knife will be several times greater."

Liu Jing was overjoyed, he understood what Zhao Yun meant, he was pointing himself, and immediately stepped forward with a salivating smile and said, "Brother must teach me such a brilliant skill!"

Zhao Yun knocked on his head and said with a smile: "This is the secret of my master's family. You can't ask for it, but it's okay! I can teach you some formulas."

He whispered to Liu Jing several times, "Do you remember?"

Liu Jing nodded again and again, he was gifted and intelligent, he only recited silently a few times, and firmly remembered the formula taught by Zhao Yun. He knew that Zhao Yun had really taught himself the secret of the master's sect. He was moved and knelt down on one knee to thank him. : "Thank you brother for imparting skills, Liu Jing will remember them in his heart."

"This secret is called Luofeng Gongfa. It's a power trick. It takes hard practice to appreciate its subtlety. Any weapon can be used, and you have to practice hard."

Having said that, Zhao Yun sighed, pressed Liu Jing's shoulders, stared into his eyes and said, "Remember, it's just a trick, it can't replace real martial arts, it may be useful for those with low martial arts, but for those with high martial arts... ...Unless you are more skilled in martial arts, you will suffer instead."

Liu Jing nodded silently, he understood the principle of reaction force, but Zhao Yun smiled, he knew that Liu Jing didn't really understand what he meant, but there were some things he couldn't say to Liu Jing now, the time had not yet come.

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Sending Liu Jing away, Zhao Yun kept watching his back as he walked away. At this moment, a gentle voice came from behind him, "You seem to like Mr. Jing?"

When Zhao Yun turned his head, he saw that it was Liu Bei. He was startled, and quickly knelt down on one knee: "I pay my respects to my lord!"

Liu Bei quickly helped him up, "You are injured, don't be too polite, get up!"

"Let's go!"

Zhao Yun nodded silently, and followed Liu Bei as he walked slowly on the training ground.

"How is his qualifications?" Liu Bei asked with a smile.

Zhao Yun nodded, "His aptitude is extremely high, especially his comprehension ability is extraordinary, but it's a pity that he failed to build a foundation and practice martial arts from an early age."

"Didn't you tell me that you haven't built a foundation and practiced martial arts since childhood?" Liu Bei asked with a smile.

Zhao Yun smiled wryly, it was because he met his master and found a new way to practice martial arts today, but master. ． ． ． ．Zhao Yun secretly sighed in his heart.

"Are you going to accept him as an apprentice?" Liu Bei changed the subject and asked what he really wanted to ask.

Zhao Yun shook his head silently, "I don't know!"

Speaking of this, he sighed lowly, showing his inner entanglement. His master had clearly warned him that the Luofeng Kung Fu and the Hundred Birds Chaofeng Spear were not taught by the master.

But he taught Liu Jing the Luofeng Kung Fu. In fact, he had the intention of accepting Liu Jing as his apprentice, but he felt that it was wrong, and he couldn't even explain what was wrong.

Liu Bei pondered for a long time before slowly saying: "You can teach him how to practice martial arts, but I suggest not to accept apprentices. After all, he is Liu Jingsheng's nephew. If we get too close to him, Liu Jingsheng will be vigilant, which is not good for him. It's not good for us either."

Zhao Yun didn't speak, he already realized that something was wrong, it was his lord, he found that Liu Bei wanted to take advantage of his relationship with Liu Jing, Zhao Yun was faintly worried that the lord's use would hurt Liu Jing.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Yun asked hesitantly, "My lord, does Liu Jingsheng not believe us?"

Liu Bei raised his head with his hands behind his back, staring at the tall sentry tower in Liu Biao's barracks in the distance, he couldn't help but sneered, "I can't see it, how could he trust me?"

Zhao Yun bit his lip, Liu Bei's sneer sent a chill in his heart, at this moment he resolutely made a decision, he could not hurt Liu Jing, he could not take Liu Jing as his apprentice.

Liu Bei glanced at Zhao Yun again, he wanted to ask about Liu Jing again, but thought about it a few times in his mind, and finally didn't ask.

After a while, Liu Bei sighed again to himself, "Jingzhou is not just Liu Jingsheng's Jingzhou, we have to find another supporter."

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In the courtyard, Liu Jing practiced Zhao Yun's secret of movement over and over again. Although there were only 98 characters, the more he practiced, the more profound and profound this Luofeng Kung Fu was, and it could be achieved without a few months of hard work. Zhao Yun's ability to freely retract and release strength.

However, after practicing for more than an hour, he has gained a lot. He found that not only knives can be used, but also swords can be used. Spears, halberds and spears can use this set of strength-gathering techniques.

What Liu Jing used was the dagger obtained from the leather bag. He leaped high, shouted loudly, and slashed the sword on a tree trunk, only to hear "click!" With a sound, the thick tree trunk was cut off by his sword.

Although the force of the shock made his arm numb and the dagger almost fell out of his hand, his heart was extremely excited. This was something he had never been able to do before. Although the dagger was sharp, he still had to do it if he wanted to cut off the tree trunk. less than.

Moreover, if it was a sharp and heavy sword, there would not be such a feeling of trembling. He felt that he still needed a good sword.

In fact, in his previous life, he had a special liking for knives. He once collected an imitation Tang knives and loved them like treasures.

And the short sword in front of him is said to be the saber left by his father. It is fine in texture and weighs three catties. The blade is extremely sharp and the blade is shining white. There are a few fine patterns on it. He really likes it. This sharp dagger.

At this time, a deep voice came from behind, "This sword is named Bailong, and it is one of the three swords left by your grandfather."

When Liu Jing turned around, he realized that his uncle Liu Biao was standing behind him. He quickly put his sword back into its sheath, went up and down to salute, "Nephew pays respects to Uncle!"

Although it was the first time for Liu Biao to visit him, they were already familiar with each other, and Liu Biao made no secret of the importance he attached to this nephew.

Liu Biao has three sons, the eldest son Qi, the second son Cong and the youngest son Xiu. The eldest son Liu Qi looks gentle and gentle, but his physique is weak and difficult to withstand wind and rain.

Although the second son, Liu Cong, was physically strong and capable of both civil and martial arts, he was not tall. He was over sixteen and less than seven feet tall, which disappointed Liu Biao.

And the youngest son, Liu Xiu, is even more sick. He was soaked in medicine pots since he was a child. Many doctors said that he would not live to be an adult.

None of the three sons looked like the burly Liu Biao who was eight feet tall.

Liu Biao also has two cousins, Liu Qing and Liu Hu. Liu Qing is a weak scholar with mediocre qualifications, timid and cowardly, while Liu Hu is tall and strong, but reckless and ignorant. happiness.

But this Liu Jing is not only tall, but also wise and deep, very much like Liu Biao when he was young, he has completely inherited his grandfather's demeanor of both civil and military skills, which makes Liu Biao very pleased.

Moreover, Liu Jing's father, Liu Bing, was Liu Biao's compatriot brother. As for the only flesh and blood left by his brother, Liu Biao naturally loved him very much.

But if you like it, you like it. After all, Liu Jing is just a nephew and cannot be compared with his son.

Seeing that he was able to cut through a thick tree trunk with one sword, Liu Biao was quite surprised. He took the sword from him and saw that the scabbard was unadorned and simple. sheath."

The scabbard was lost in the fight with Cao Jun, but Liu Jing didn't dare to say that he lost the scabbard, so he had to bite the bullet and say: "I think the original scabbard is too fancy. A sword is a weapon for killing, not a woman." The hairpin and hairpin ornaments are not used in the old house, if uncle doesn't like it, next time I go back to my hometown, I will change it back."

"Well said!"

Liu Biao nodded approvingly. Although his saber was just an ornament, Liu Jing was able to say at a young age that 'the sword is a weapon for killing, not an ornament'. This kind of manly words made him admire.

Liu Biao also sighed softly, "Although there are precious gems, the beauty of tassels, and gold and silver inlays, they can't save the common people in the world, so what's the use of them?"

He returned the sword to Liu Jing, and said with a slight smile, "Looking at a sword is like looking at a person. You are fine. How about bowing a horse?"

Liu Jing blushed and shook her head, "Reporting to Uncle, my nephew has never practiced horse bowing before."

Liu Biao chuckled, "It's okay, there's still time, in a few days, I'll ask Captain Wang Wei to teach you horseback riding and archery."

Liu Jing's heart skipped a beat. He knew that Wang Wei was a soy sauce character in Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Although he had a loyal heart, he had no power to protect the lord and was killed by Yu Jin.

This Wang Wei couldn't even beat Yu Jin, but he came to teach him martial arts. He was really unwilling. In fact, he knew that Liu Biao had many famous generals. Huang Zhong, Wei Yan, Wen Pin, and Gan Ning were all famous enemies. Why? Don't let them teach themselves?

Liu Jing's lips moved, but he didn't know how to speak.

Liu Biao's vision, he saw that Liu Jing was not willing to worship Wang Wei as a teacher, so he didn't force him, and said with a faint smile: "Anyway, the days will be long in the future, let's find a suitable teacher."

After a pause, he said softly to Liu Jing again: "You should get familiar with Xiangyang City in the past few days, and we will talk about it in detail later, if you need anything, just ask, this is your home."

"Thank you uncle for your concern!"

Liu Biao took off his own sword and handed it to him, "The White Dragon Sword is an ancestral item, and it can only be listed in the ancestral hall, to be admired by younger generations, not to fight fiercely to kill people. I give this sword to you, and I am also a famous craftsman." So Ye, named Xuanlin, is more suitable for learning martial arts and practicing swords."

He patted Liu Jing on the shoulder again, "Not only do you need to learn martial arts, you also need to study more, especially etiquette, understand?"

Liu Jing nodded silently, Liu Biao smiled slightly, turned around and left the small courtyard, Liu Jing stood at the door with his sword in hand, watching his back go away, regretting in his heart, why didn't he want a good knife?

At this time, behind him, a round face was slowly exposed from the wall, and a pair of eyes full of jealousy were fixed on the Xuanlin Sword in Liu Jing's hand.

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