Fisherman's Song Dynasty

"Knife technique?"

Xu Zizhen hesitated for a moment, he really wanted to learn some serious kung fu, but because he had never met a master, Rong Xi Liuli and their master Xuanyi Daochang were masters, but their kung fu didn't seem to suit him very well A big man practiced.

Li Sheng's broadsword dance is also very powerful, but it is just a trick of the rivers and lakes, it is just good-looking, and I don't know if it will work on the battlefield.

This middle-aged man is burly and tall, but he doesn't look like a master at all. If after teaching him for a long time, his saber technique is the same as Li Sheng's, and he also has fists and embroidered legs, then he has been practicing for nothing. , but also many masters in vain.

The man probably guessed what he was thinking by looking at his expression, but he didn't say much. He took out a knife from behind, stood up and said calmly: "You can watch me do it again and then decide."

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned down slightly and jumped forward, and came to an open space on the top of the mountain. He turned his wrist and held the steel knife in his hand, and his whole demeanor changed suddenly, even though he was only wearing ordinary clothes. The gray cloth clothes, but in Xu Zizhen's eyes, he has become a clanging general with blood-stained robes and armor on the battlefield.

The man yelled fiercely, and the knife in his hand danced immediately. He looked like a maniac and threw out the knife very fast. With a loud shout, at first he could vaguely see the angle and style of his knife, but after only a few moves, he quickly It was as if a gust of wind was clashing left and right, the sound of the knife was flickering, and even the figure of the man could no longer be discerned.

Xu Zizhen stared dumbfounded, his heart beating involuntarily, he opened his mouth wide and stared at the shadow of the saber, and a voice in his heart shouted loudly: "What a powerful saber technique! I want to learn! I want to learn!"

The man suddenly yelled loudly, and the knife shadow stopped, he stood there breathless and blushing, Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi calmed down, and looked back at Xu Zizhen lightly: "How is it?"

Xu Zizhen came back to his senses immediately, and nodded again and again: "I will learn and I will learn!" As he spoke, he would kneel down as soon as he lifted his skirt.

But the man grabbed him by the arm, shook his head and said: "I just feel that I am destined to be with you. I also see that you are loyal and courageous. You are a good friend who can be made. This is nothing more than a teacher. I never accept apprentices."

Xu Zizhen wasn't interested in kowtowing at first, so he said this in his heart, and stood up, suddenly he was stunned, because he didn't realize until now that one of the sleeves of this man was empty, and he had only one arm.

Seeing that he noticed his severed arm, the man didn't care. He just said indifferently: "No one can guarantee that you will be safe and sound in the battlefield. My arm was cut off when I was fighting against the enemy."

Xu Zizhen couldn't help but sigh, this man's sword skills are superb, if his arms are healthy, he must be a nightmare for the enemy.

The man didn't want to gossip on this topic, and said with a serious expression: "My saber technique is called Chaos Cloak. I created it myself by combining the elders of all families. It may not be very powerful if it is one-on-one, but it is very suitable for fighting. It is used on the battlefield." After a pause, he continued, "People say that infantry is inferior to cavalry, but my sword technique is designed to defeat cavalry, so take it seriously."

He held the knife and waved it slowly while talking. This time, his movement of swinging the knife was clear and slow, apparently to let Xu Zizhen see clearly.

Gradually, he suddenly discovered a strange thing. This set of saber moves is simple and direct, without any fancy movements. It cuts horizontally and slashes the forehand and backhand, but there is no straight chop from top to bottom. , he couldn't bear it anymore and asked this question.

The man glanced at him approvingly: "The so-called chaotic cloak, chaotic refers to the speed of the sword, making the enemy unstoppable and unavoidable, and the wind refers to the erratic shape of the saber, leaving no trace, and this cloak... It is the key to achieving the two characters of chaos and wind."

He picked up the knife and slashed from top to bottom. When he was able to cut to the bottom, he raised his hand and slashed horizontally. He paused and said, "Look again." The wrist was slashed horizontally, and the two strokes were connected as smoothly as flowing clouds and flowing water.

Xu Zizhen's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and said, "I understand! What this word says is to control the angle of the knife within the shortest distance to achieve the fastest speed!"

The man nodded slightly, with a smile in his eyes: "A child can be taught."

Xu Zizhen couldn't wait to take the knife from him, pondered for a while, and then slowly danced according to memory, while the man stood aside and watched quietly.

At the beginning, he was obviously unfamiliar with dancing, after all, he had never learned any weapons, but the man gave pointers from time to time, and Xu Zizhen was a very smart person, so he quickly became proficient.

This set of saber techniques is not too difficult, the key lies in the change of saber moves between each move, and the other is a fast word. Xu Zizhen has not recovered from his serious injury, and he gritted his teeth and endured the pain and kept practicing. He has a special skill for Kung Fu Hobby, like this since he was a child, but in his time it was only used for competitions, and it was almost invisible that it was used for actual combat.

He felt like a mouse that fell into a rice vat. He was so happy that he couldn't care less about rest now. He practiced again and again until nearly two hours later. , but felt that his arms were about to be unable to lift, so he had to stop, sat down on the ground, picked up the wine jar and took a deep breath, then wiped his mouth and smiled: "My memory is not bad. Bar?"

The man picked up the jar and took a big gulp, saying: "You are a quick learner, it's a piece of material, so I can leave with peace of mind."

Xu Zizhen was startled: "So soon?" He and this man somehow felt extremely congenial, and when he heard him say that he was going to leave, he felt a little bit reluctant and disappointed.

The man smiled, pointed to the tomb without a tombstone and said: "I should have left yesterday. My brother is buried here. Every year I come to accompany him for three days on his death day."

As he said that, he patted Xu Zizhen on the shoulder: "The imperial court is incompetent, and the frontier war is tight. I think you are a man. I hope you can make good use of this saber technique. Even if you don't have the chance to get together again in the future, that's okay."

Xu Zizhen remained silent for a long time before raising his head and saying, "Then what should I call you? Senior? Big brother?"

The man thought for a while: "I'm ranked second, you can just call me second brother."

"Second brother!" Xu Zizhen yelled seriously, and suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind-broken arm, second brother, fierce swordsmanship, and such a good drinker...

He suddenly widened his eyes, looked at the man and said, "Second brother, your... surname is Wu?"

The second brother turned his head abruptly, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice, "You know me?"

Now Xu Zizhen was more sure. He jumped up excitedly, grabbed second brother's arm, and said incoherently and excitedly: "Second brother, you... are you really Wu Song?"