The Restoration of the Great Qin of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 9 Fencing
"My dear brother, what are you doing?"

After watching for a long time, Xu Shu didn't see clearly the effect of Ying Fei's actions.After a while, he reluctantly opened his mouth.

Xu Shu couldn't stand it anymore, Ying Fei's movements were not only ugly but also awkward.After stopping the fragmented Tai Chi, Ying Fei turned around and looked at Xu Shu with a smile: "Brother, Fei is doing this to strengthen his body."

"Haha, Feidi will teach you fencing from tomorrow!" Shaking his head, Xu Shu intends to teach Yingfei Youxia's killing skills.

Although that was the purpose, Ying Fei still shook his head, looked up at Xu Shu and said, "Brother, this is not good!"

Privately teaching martial arts is a big taboo in the world, suppressing the desire in his heart, Ying Fei shook his head and refused.The two people became sworn brothers, and it was the hottest and most sensitive period of their relationship.

Ying Fei doesn't want Xu Shu to regret it in the future, and has great expectations for his sworn brother.Seeing Ying Fei shaking his head, Xu Shu laughed loudly and said, "Brother Fei, you and my brothers don't have to be so ignorant!"

Hearing Xu Shu's words, Ying Fei's eyes quickly flashed with excitement, restrained himself, bowed his hands to Xu Shu and said, "Thank you, brother!"

This bowing and saluting is a must, and the skills of this era cannot be passed on lightly.There is even a saying that if you pass on to your sons but not to your daughters, the disciples of the church will starve to death of their masters.

From this we can see Xu Shu's sincerity at this moment.

Fencing is an essential skill for rangers.This kind of martial skill is not fancy, simple and direct, and it was born only for killing people.

In Xu Shu's explanation, the rangers of this era were born out of the Mohists in the Warring States period.This sect that emphasizes both non-aggression and love is also the source of the birth of ancient Chinese assassins.

Therefore, Xu Shu's fencing is for killing people, and the most important thing is murderous intent.The application is as powerful as a tiger, brewing murderous aura in an instant, and erupting in an instant.

Xu Shu looked at Ying Fei and said seriously: "Brother Fei, practicing martial arts is hard work, I hope you can endure it." Then he untied the iron sword and handed it to Ying Fei: "Fencing a thousand times, use your utmost strength, if you can't do it! Not allowed to eat."

For a moment Master Xu Shuyan possessed him, leaving behind a surprised Ying Fei and left.Tie Jian was completely black, and after weighing it, it weighed eighteen catties.

The iron sword was sharp, comparable to a magic soldier at this moment, Ying Fei held the sword and started fencing.For the first time, he was full of strength, and he was vigorous in the air.

Fencing is a technical activity that emphasizes the coordination of all aspects of the human body.Gather the maximum strength and strike with all your strength, this is strength training, for strong arm strength and explosive power.

As the number of times increased, Ying Fei only felt sore muscles in both arms, and gradually began to tremble.The iron sword was in his hand, and it began to shake, and he couldn't hold it steadily.

"380!"

"380 one!"

……

"Dang!"

The trembling of his hands intensified, and the last bit of strength in his hands was lost. Ying Fei felt sore and unbearable, like ten thousand ants eating away.

Finally unable to bear it, the iron sword trembled and fell on the bluestone slab.At this moment, Ying Fei felt that her arms were not her own.

Seeing this, Xu Shu sighed and walked over.He didn't stay away, because Xu Shu knew the pain of practicing swords in his heart.

"Sit down and don't move."

Xu Shu gave a warning and helped Ying Fei to sit down.Then he pulled up Ying Fei's left arm and began to pinch it.This is a unique secret technique taught by Master Xu Shu, which can relieve muscle strain.

"Brother, what kind of method are you doing? The effect is really good."

When Xu Shu pinched, he felt a tingling sensation.Ying Fei could feel that her arms could move, and her strength was recovering.

"This is the method passed down by my family teacher to exercise the muscles and bones together and increase strength." Busy to help Ying Fei relax his muscles, Xu Shu took the time to reply.

In this time and space, every sect has some secret skills.Commonly known as the bottom of the box, these things are not passed on to close disciples.

Only these can make a person go further in martial arts.This is also the reason why everyone is eager to worship the famous teacher, except that during the Three Kingdoms period, Tong Yuan, the spear master, was called the spear god.

Every one of his disciples has left a name in history, whether it is Zhang Ren or Zhang Xiu, the spear king of the Northland, they are all brilliant, but compared with Changshan Zhao Zilong, the gap between them is incalculable.

One Lu, two Zhao, three Dian Wei.

I don't know where the two of them went. Apart from Zhao Yun's amazing talent in martial arts, the fundamental reason is that Tong Yuan regarded him as the successor of the mantle, and he taught him everything he had learned without reservation.

On the first day, Ying Fei did not complete the task. 380 has already reached the limit, and if you continue to practice, you must be abolished.

Knowing that haste makes waste, Xu Shu stopped Ying Fei's stubbornness.Since then, the two have learned swords and read books together.Ying Fei silently wrote the Analects of Confucius that she was familiar with, and handed it to Xu Shu.

You fight with me, I give you text!
Half a month has passed, Xu Shu has finished reading the Analects of Confucius, but Ying Fei has not yet learned how to kill.Before the sun rose and the sky was still dark, Ying Fei got up and rushed to practice sword in the yard.

Time doesn't wait, Ying Fei stayed at Xu's house for too long.Time is life, generals, and even counselors.

"Fiddy!"

"Brother!"

Xu Shu's voice came from behind, Ying Fei stopped immediately, turned around and waited for Xu Shu's words.Xu Shu also noticed the change in Ying Fei's mentality through the past few days.

Ying Fei is a little anxious!

"Fei Di, this is the end of your strength training, and then you start to practice the basic skills of swordsmanship." Not paying attention to the change in Ying Fei's expression, Xu Shu said seriously: "Swordsmanship mainly includes chopping, stabbing, pointing, cutting, wiping, piercing, Pick, lift, wring, sweep, etc."

"But the sword is a sharp weapon for killing, and it exists to kill. Among the knight-errant swordsmanship, the thorn is the heaviest!" Xu Shu pointed to the only poplar tree in the courtyard and said, "From now on, [-] thorns in a quarter of an hour! What? When will it meet the requirements, and when will it end."

At this moment, without Xu Shu's explanation, Ying Fei understood why.Thorn tree, [-] strokes in a quarter of an hour, this is to practice the speed of the sword and the strength of the wrist.

There is nothing in martial arts in the world that can be broken, only speed can't be broken!
What's more, these swordsmanship were originally born out of assassins. They are particular about it. With a single strike, the target dies and they escape.This kind of swordsmanship focuses on momentum and speed.

Ying Fei said goodbye to Xu Shu and started practicing.Xu Shu held a bamboo slip in his hand, and his eyes flashed with complexity.Xu Shu originally thought that Ying Fei, who was thin and frail, would not be able to persist and would give up if he lost the heat.

Unexpectedly, it was Ying Fei's persistence. For half a month, Ying Fei got up earlier and went to bed later than anyone else.There are no distracting thoughts in my heart, I just want to practice swordsmanship.

Xu Shu's eyes are complicated because Ying Fei has missed the best age for martial arts. Now that he is twelve years old, his bones are basically formed.In this life, no matter how hard Ying Fei works, without a chance, Ying Fei can only stop as a second-rate general.

Lowering his eyes, he looked at the Analects in his hand, and his mind was completely absorbed in it.

(End of this chapter)