Soldiers come to the world

In the spacious room, Liu Jing sat cross-legged in the corner of the room, all the strength in his body was already accumulated on his right arm, Huo Di swung his sword, and then quickly withdrew his strength, he shook his head, this sword was not ideal.

He has been sitting in the room for two full days. During the past two days, he has been studying the Luofeng Kung Fu taught by Zhao Yun without sleep or food.

He has gradually realized the profundity of this exercise. It actually has two functions, one is to gather strength, and the other is to use strength.

The so-called gathering power is to learn how to use the power of the dantian to exert force and transfer the power of the whole body to the arms.

Every part of the body has strength. For example, an object that cannot be moved by the arms can be lifted by the shoulders. The force exerted while standing is different from that exerted while sitting.

Zhao Yun's secret is a trick that can concentrate the strength of the whole body, the most important thing is the power of the dantian, and gather the power of the dantian in the arms.

Gathering strength is not difficult to learn, even very simple, he learned it in one afternoon, and he can cut off the branches of big trees smoothly.

But what is rare is the use of strength, that is to say, the ability to use strength as one likes, for example, it is heavier than Mount Tai to strike out, but can be withdrawn as light as a feather, or another example is to strike with three-point strength, and it can suddenly increase to seven points in the middle. Control the subtleties of power.

On the battlefield, the two generals are fighting, and outsiders seem to be fighting lively, but only the two generals who are fighting understand the mystery of the contest.

Liu Jing has never believed that martial arts competitions can be won by tricks, nor does he believe in the mysterious qigong in martial arts novels, but he believes that real ancient martial arts pay more attention to strength and fighting skills. This is a lost art of using power.

A true fight between two generals relies on fierce strength, fast speed, and the use and control of strength. Zhao Yun's last knife is usually a horizontal slash, and the moves are extremely ordinary. , but he has no way to hide himself with a knife, why is this?

And Lu Bu is invincible all over the world, is it really just because he knows a set of halberd techniques that others don't know?

Lu Bu's Fang Tian painting halberd is said to weigh 120 catties and be two feet long. He can wield it as mighty as a hammer, making ordinary generals unable to parry his halberd's strength, and at the same time make it as fine as embroidery needles, cutting it off with a single halberd. Wu Anguo's wrist.

He couldn't understand this kind of martial arts before, but now he has understood that the key lies in the use of strength. Lu Bu has a thousand catties of strength in his arms, but he can use a thousand catties of strength to embroider flowers.

Guan Zhang and Zhao Yun's martial arts are actually the same, especially Zhao Yun used this secret to counterattack the gun hammer on Gao Lan's back that day.

Liu Jing became excited, and he began to realize the importance of the exercise Zhao Yun gave him. It can be said that it is the foundation of Zhao Yun's martial arts. He has fought more than a dozen rounds.

But he also knew in his heart that it would take at least a few years to reach the level of competing with Zhao Yun.

At this moment, his heart was full of gratitude to Zhao Yun. He actually taught himself such an important secret, and this affection was heavily pressed in his heart.

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A month passed in the boring but full of rewarding martial arts training.

This month, Liu Biao and Cai Mao led their troops south to fight against Jiaozhou Mu Zhangjin, while Liu Qi sat in Xiangyang for his father, leaving early and returning late every day, so he had no time to take care of Liu Jing.

And Liu Jing didn't take a step out of the small courtyard during this month, practicing sword swing in the room during the day, feeling the subtlety of power.

Swinging a knife in the small courtyard at night, applying the perception of the day to actual combat, in just one month, he felt as if he had been completely reborn, and his martial arts had made a qualitative leap.

Now if he meets those two Cao soldiers again, he can easily kill them.

Early in the morning, Liu Jing practiced sword in his room as usual. He had practiced for half an hour, and his forehead was slightly sweaty. , Turning around, I saw Uncle Meng appearing at the door at some point.

"Uncle Meng, what's the matter?" Liu Jing asked with a smile.

Uncle Meng is a taciturn person, but he takes good care of Liu Jing. Liu Jing also respects him, calls him Uncle Meng, and never treats him like a real person. The two have gotten along very well for more than a month.

People's feelings are mutual, and Liu Jing's respect was exchanged for Uncle Meng's gratitude and his sincere love for Liu Jing. Although he also felt that Liu Jing didn't know much about the past, he never doubted Liu Jing's identity.

In his opinion, his master should be like this, tolerant, open-minded, and kind to others.

Uncle Meng sighed in his heart, this kid has been obsessed with martial arts for a month, how can he bear it?

"Young Master, Second Young Master is looking for you at the door, what's the matter?"

'Liu Cong? ’ Liu Jing was taken aback, what did he come to find him for?Liu Jing stood up and walked out.

In the yard, Liu Cong looked at a bare old pear tree in front of him with his hands behind his back. He remembered that it used to be full of branches and leaves, but now it turned into a trunk?

"Brother Cong, why are you free today?" Liu Jing walked out of the room with a smile.

Liu Cong turned around and said with a smile: "I heard that you are learning martial arts. I have some good knives. I would like to invite you to taste them. Is Brother Jing free?"

What Liu Jing desires most now is a good sharp knife. Although Uncle Meng got a knife for him, it is just an ordinary long knife and the weight is not suitable for hand.

Liu Cong asked him to taste a good knife, which aroused his interest, and he readily agreed, "Then disturb Brother Cong."

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The courtyard where Liu Cong lives is very close to Liu Jing’s, and the living and living conditions are much better than Liu Jing’s. Liu Cong’s study room is paved with wooden floors. In addition to a couch and a table, there are wall shelves for placing valuable utensils , there are two large cabinets made of precious rosewood on the wall.

There are also cabinets for storing clothes and several bamboo cabinets for storing bamboo slips and books. A pair of bronze white crane and phoenix wing lamps with a height of half a person are placed on the left and right of the desk. A famous sword inlaid with gold and jade.

At this time, Liu Cong's attitude towards Liu Jing seemed to be a 180-degree turn, completely gone from the arrogance and indifference of a month ago, and became full of smiles and enthusiasm.

"This is my study, sit wherever you want!"

Liu Jing was very indifferent, he knew that Liu Cong would not change his attitude towards him for no reason, there must be a reason.

He sat down, looked around the room and said with a smile: "Brother Cong's study room is not bad! It is spacious and bright, and the decoration is also very elegant, unlike the little brother's place where the house is barren, which makes the little brother envious!"

"These are added slowly. When you live for a long time, you will be like me."

Liu Cong opened the cabinet, took out three knives and put them on the small table, and said with a smile, "These three knives are my collection in recent months. Brother Jing, take a look, how about these knives?"

Liu Jing picked out a long knife with a sharkskin sheath. This is a ring-headed knife with an iron ring at the top of the handle. This is a typical style of a Han knife. The blade is straight and the tip can be stabbed. It weighs about fifteen pounds and feels very comfortable in the hand.

Liu Jing slowly pulled out the knife, the sun came in through the window, and the faint light shone on the blade, only to see the cold light shining and abnormally sharp.

"Good knife!"

Liu Jing blurted out that he liked knives in his previous life and had a deep understanding of knives. This knives is made of wrought iron and has been tempered hundreds of times. The back of the knives is thick and the blade is strong and sharp. A knife, and by no means an ornament.

At this time, Liu Jing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw four small characters engraved on the handle of the knife, "Giving the Captain of the Code".

Could it be this. ． ． ．Dian Wei's sword, Liu Jing knows, just four years ago, Cao Cao failed to attack Zhang Xiu, and Dian Wei died in Nanyang Wancheng in that battle.

Nanyang is very close to Xiangyang, and Liu Biao also sent troops to help Zhang Xiu later. It is normal for Dianwei's saber to wander into Xiangyang. More importantly, Dianwei seems to be the only captain surnamed Dian in his memory. 'Word, besides Cao Cao, who else can there be?

Liu Jing caressed the knife lightly, deeply moved in his heart, this is Dian Wei's knife!

Liu Cong carefully observed Liu Jing's expression, he saw that Liu Jing liked the knife very much, and he was secretly happy, so he said quietly: "I heard that brother Jing got my father's Xuanlin sword, can you lend me a look at it? ?”

The Xuanlin sword was at Liu Jing's waist. He took the sword down and put it on the table. Liu Cong slowly picked it up, his eyes lit up. This sword was worn by his father for ten years and once became a symbol of power in Jingzhou , It wasn't until later that my father got the famous sword Chengying that this Xuanlin sword gradually lost its former aura.

But at a banquet two years ago, Cai Mao made a joke with his father, willing to exchange his daughter Shaoyu for the sword.

The father replied with a smile, this sword will be the dowry gift for marrying the daughter of the Cai family in the future, although it is half-joking, but also somewhat serious.

In this way, this sword has a new meaning. It is the sword of the marriage between Liu and Cai. It is precisely because of this that Liu Qi and Liu Cong are yearning for this sword.

But Liu Cong never expected that his father would actually give the sword to Liu Jing. This made Liu Cong jealous and resentful. Will Liu Jing marry Shaoyu?

There was an unconcealable longing in Liu Cong's eyes, and he sighed in his heart. After all, it was his father who gave Liu Jing the sword, and he didn't dare to take it away.

The best way is to get the sword by yourself first, and then let the mother take the sword to Cai's family to propose marriage, so that the raw rice is cooked and the father has nothing to do.

He put down his sword, and his eyes fell on the knife in Liu Jing's hand. Seeing that Liu Jing still couldn't put it down, he smiled hypocritically at Liu Jing: "If Brother Jing doesn't dislike it, I will give you this knife." .”

Liu Jing was overjoyed, "Really? Then thank you Brother Cong."

"You're welcome, just reciprocate!" Liu Cong's eyes narrowed into a smile.

The words 'Reciprocity' lightly tapped into Liu Jing's heart, and only then did he understand Liu Cong's meaning. It turned out that this knife was not taken for nothing!

Liu Jing pondered for a moment, it would be difficult to deal with courtesies, and he could say he had nothing, so why should he be courteous with him?

At this time, he found that Liu Cong's hand was tightly gripped on his scabbard, his eyes were fixed on the Xuanlin sword, and there was a greedy look in his eyes. Liu Jing's thoughts changed, and he woke up like a dream. Such a courtesy.

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