When Yuanxin came to Jinfeng, he still bowed and said, "I see General Song for my humble position."
Even though Jin Feng was always calm, he was shocked by Yuan Xin, "My second young master, why do you even kneel to me?"
Yuan Xin replied solemnly, "As a ninth-rank associate leader, the general is the fifth-rank general in front of the Marquis.
I should kneel down and worship the general when I meet the general."
Jinfeng was completely speechless, "Anyway, I still call you Second Young Master for many years.
Kneel down in front of me and beat me to death.
Get up quickly."
Yuan Xin stood up and said, "Thank you, General."
Jin Feng really had no way to deal with him, "Aren't you tired?"
Yuan Xin answered sternly, "In this humble position, I act according to military regulations.
I don't dare to say I'm tired."
"Okay, okay, you follow the military regulations.
According to the military regulations, you have to listen to what I say, right?"
"General, despite your orders, you should obey your humble duty."
"Okay," Jin Feng finally took the bait and said to him in a routine tone, "Then listen to me.
First, you are not allowed to kneel when you see me from now on.
Second, you are not allowed to call me general again. ” Yuanxin hesitated to answer, and Jinfeng pressed him, "Aren't you acting according to military regulations?
You didn't even listen to what I said?"
"I don't dare to be humble, but I will remember it."
"Also," Jin Feng added, "Don't claim to be a humble person to me anymore.
From now on, you and I will be on a first-name basis."
"yes."
Jinfeng was then satisfied and told him why he came, "The young master asked me to come and compete with you."
Yuan Xin was puzzled, "Are the two of us comparable?"
Jinfeng explained, "The young master told me not to use my internal strength or use any moves other than Panlong Fist."
Yuan Xin nodded, feeling a little confident.
Jin Feng added, "Young master said, if I lose, I will go to the military punishment place and receive thirty military sticks."
"When did he even hit you?"
Yuan Xin asked.
He knew that Jin Feng had an extraordinary status in Cheng Zheng's heart.
Jinfeng asked, "You mean, you are sure you will win?"
Yuan Xin knew he had made a mistake, and his heart tightened, "What if I lose?
My martial arts was taught by him personally.
If I lose someone to him, wouldn't the end be even worse?"
"Let's compare first and then talk."
Jinfeng took two steps back and made a move.
Yuan Xinbi punched Jinfeng.
The two were entangled for a long time, and Jinfeng secretly admired that he could practice Panlong Fist so accurately and skillfully in such a short time.
Yuanxin was indeed talented in martial arts.
After all, Jinfeng also has more than ten years of martial arts experience than Yuanxin.
He uses his strength to exert force, plays hard to get, and is very proficient in the use of moves.
Jinfeng only used five points of force every time he punched, and even calmly stopped his hand at Yuanxin's vital points in advance, hoping to confront Yuanxin for a while longer and test his skills.
In the end, Jin Feng swept Tang's leg, Yuan Xin jumped up to avoid it, Jin Feng punched on top, Yuan Xin focused on the top, Jin Feng took advantage of him and kicked Yuan Xin's waist from the side, but fortunately Jin Feng used his strength It wasn't big, Yuanxin flew three or four steps away, and when he landed, he spun up lightly on his toes.
Jinfeng's fist was already at Yuanxin's temple.
Yuanxin no longer resisted, "I lost."
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Jin Feng withdrew his fist, "Five mornings and evenings, the total time you spent learning Panlong Quan is only one day, and I have been practicing martial arts for many years.
If I lose to you, I really deserve to receive a military stick.
I know where you lost. "?"
"My skills are inferior to others."
"Wrong, you have practiced the Panlong Fist very well.
The moves are precise and smooth, and the movements are smooth and skillful.
You are worthy of being taught by the young master himself.
But you only practice well and don't know how to use it at all.
You don't know how to attack and defend.
I will punch you."
I don’t know what moves to use to fight back.”
Yuanxin lowered his head and was speechless.
Jinfeng continued, "I will teach you starting tomorrow.
Also, I have already given instructions to the leader of your camp.
You don't have to go to the military camp for training."
"This is not what the Marquis meant, right?"
"That's what I mean.
The young master has entrusted you to me to be responsible.
Whatever I say will be what I say.
If the young master wants results, he will come to check once every ten days.
If he is not satisfied, he will punish me.
There is nothing I can do."
Yuan Xin lowered his head and said oh, Jin Feng said, "Go back and come over at dawn tomorrow."
Jinfeng went back to report to Cheng Zheng.
Cheng Zheng was not surprised when he heard the result, "I only taught him the moves without any explanation.
He relied on his own understanding.
And he didn't know martial arts before and had no foundation to speak of." , I’d be surprised if I can win against you.”
"Yuan Xin is very talented in martial arts.
I am really amazed that he has been able to practice to such an extent in just a few days.
It's just that the heat is not enough and he needs more guidance."
Cheng Zheng nodded, "Have you discovered anything else?"
Jin Feng thought for a moment and said, "Yes, there is one thing.
I just tested a few of his moves, and Yuan Xin found that his punches were weak.
Even if he could hit me, there would be no lethality at all."
"It seems that I have found the right master for you.
He only likes Qing Kung Fu and has been studying hard for some time, so his leg skills are pretty good, but he has never touched swords, guns and sticks."
Cheng Zheng smiled and turned around to get the wood The sword on the shelf was handed to Jinfeng, "Give this to him."
In the early morning of the next day, Yuan Xin got up as usual at dawn and ran quickly into the woods to see if there was no one around, and then he felt a little calmer.
Jinfeng was already on the tree.
He threw a sword down.
Yuanxin felt something heavy coming.
He stepped back, looked up, turned over, jumped and reached out to catch it.
Jinfeng jumped down from the tree, "This sword is for you."
Yuan Xin held the sword, which weighed about ten kilograms, secretly feeling dizzy.
It seemed that he would suffer a lot in the future.
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Jin Feng said, "Your weakness in making moves is your fatal weakness.
This sword is just right for you.
Practice with it for a year or two, and your arms will naturally become stronger.
This is the sword that General Lie used during his lifetime.
The young master specially asked me to get it.
Send it to you."
"my father" "Exactly, the young master often used this sword to practice martial arts when he was a child, but at that time he was taught by General Lie himself."
Jinfeng couldn't help but feel sad when he mentioned the past.
"I don't even recognize my father's sword."
Yuan Xin sighed.
He never practiced martial arts seriously for a day when he was a child, let alone practicing swordsmanship.
His father had beaten him several times, but seeing that he really didn't like martial arts and couldn't bear to reprimand him every day, he gradually indulged in it.
"Let's get started."
Jinfeng pulled out his sword and started to teach him.
At the beginning, it was more about explanations and personal demonstrations.
A move was divided into several actions.
Almost every action could be discussed at length for a long time.
What is the purpose of this action?
, how is it inherited from the previous one, which move is similar to it, how to use it when defeating the enemy, where is the secret, how to get twice the result with half the effort, etc.
He is very patient and takes the trouble to teach Yuanxin to practice after each move is explained.
Jin Feng did not blame Yuan Xin for his mistakes, but patiently corrected them, pointing out his mistakes, where he lacked strength, where he failed to understand, and how to correct them.
Yuanxin was secretly happy.
Why didn't he realize that Jinfeng had such a kind and kind side before?
What kind of virtue did I have in my previous life?
I met such a good master.
Yuanxin relaxed while being excited, and made another mistake accidentally.
Jin Feng used the scabbard to draw Yuan Xin, but Yuan Xin was unprepared and felt pain and lost his hand.
Aren't you very gentle when I rub you?
You are more fierce than your master.
Your master didn't hit me so hard.
"Pick it up," Jin Feng said sternly.
"Yes."
Yuanxin braced himself and carefully grasped the sword, but the sword was too heavy for him, and his arm began to feel sore after holding it in his hand for a while.
Jinfeng raised his arm, "If you can't hold the sword firmly, I'll teach you a move.
Just imagine that General Lie is still alive.
This sword is General Lie.
If you don't hold it firmly, you will die.
I will I don’t believe you can lose it.”
Yuan Xin took a deep breath and insisted, "Yes, I remember it."
Jinfeng nodded with satisfaction, "Come again."
After Yuanxin had mastered the movements, Jinfeng fought with him, teaching him to integrate and apply what he had learned.
Such teaching took a lot of time, and Yuanxin understood the reason why Jinfeng exempted him from training in the military camp.
The drum for serving food rang, and the soldiers began to take turns to eat.
Jinfeng and Yuanxin walked towards the camp.
Yuanxin asked, "Why isn't he here?"
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Jinfeng asked, "Why am I not good at teaching?"
"No, you taught me very well, much better than him.
He was too strict and didn't allow me to make any mistakes."
"The young master has always been strict, and you didn't know this until the first day.
What do you want to do with the young master?"
"He said before that he wanted to compete with me when I master Panlong Fist.
I just don't think he said it casually."
Although Yuan Xin's expression was cold, there was a hint of warmth in his words.
"It's not like you didn't know about the injury on the young master's hand.
Do you think it won't hurt if he hits your own hand?"
Jin Feng tried to persuade him, "If you open your mouth and shut up, it's his fault.
Can't you call the young master brother?
You used to love being around the young master the most."
Coquettish."
Yes, he had an injury on his hand, but he still taught me so carefully.
Yuan Xin lowered his head and felt sad, "Can you give me some time after dinner?
I want to see him."
Jinfeng nodded, "Okay."
After dinner, Yuanxin began to retreat again, hesitating between whether to go or not.
Finally, Jinfeng carried him outside Cheng Zheng's tent.
He happened to see a soldier bring out a basin of blood.
Yuanxin saw the scarlet blood in the basin.
Water, my heart suddenly tightened, "This is" "You go in, I'll wait for you in the woods."
Jinfeng said to him.
Yuanxin announced outside the tent according to the ceremony, "Cheng Yuanxin, leader of the Thirty-sixth Battalion of the humble post, asks to see the Marquis."
After a while, a deep voice came from inside the tent, "Come in."
Yuan Xin entered the tent with his head lowered and bowed again, "I'm sorry to see you, Lord Marquis."
After not replying for a long time, when the soldier came in with a basin of clean water, Cheng Zheng called out "Ah".
Although the voice was not loud, it was full of forbearance.
Yuan Xin's heart suddenly tightened and he felt so depressed that he could hardly breathe.
Come.
Cheng Zheng gritted his teeth and uttered two words with difficulty, "Get up."
"Thank you, Lord Marquis."
Although Yuan Xin was as cautious and polite as before, his tone had already weakened.
When he stood up, he glanced at Cheng Zheng with his peripheral vision and felt sad in his heart.
What kind of face is this?
Sweat beads were flowing down like a stream.
His face was pale without a trace of blood, his lips were pursed tightly, and his eyes were closed tightly, as if he had gone through an arduous battle.
Next to Cheng Zheng was a military doctor, who was suturing Cheng Zheng's wounds with a needle.
Cheng Zheng's brows furrowed with each needle.
The soldier put down the basin and wiped Cheng Zheng's sweat with a handkerchief.
Yuan Xin felt this The needles seemed to be piercing his heart, making him just want to cry.
Yuan Xin lowered his head and couldn't bear to look any further.
A moment later, the military doctor had finished suturing, cleaned the blood stains around the wound, applied medicine, bandaged it, and left after explaining.
Cheng Zheng's face finally regained some vitality.
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He raised his head and asked Yuan Xin, "What are you doing here?"
"I, in my humble position, am here to thank Lord Marquis for the gift of the sword."
Yuanxin turned his head and found an excuse.
"The sword belongs to my father.
Once it's in your hands, I hope you won't waste it."
"I don't dare to do this in a humble position.
I will work hard day and night in my humble position, practice martial arts seriously, work hard, and not let the Marquis down."
Cheng Zheng didn't know whether he was happy or sad, "I didn't want to hear such words from my mouth one day.
I really don't know whether I should be happy or sad.
You are completely different from before.
Do you hate me?"
"I don't dare to do this in a humble position."
With these words again, Cheng Zheng suddenly became angry, "Yuan Xin, do you know how much I hate your desperate look?"
Yuan Xin lowered his head silently, his eyes lowered sadly and lonely, like a child walking alone without any playmates.
He asked over and over again in his heart, do you like the me before?
I used to get into trouble all day long, and you Do you like it?
In the past, I was cowardly and incompetent.
I couldn't even protect the people I loved.
Do you like it?
In the past, I killed my grandfather and my mother.
Do you like it?
Cheng Zheng asked him again, "Let me ask you, why do you suddenly want to practice martial arts?
Don't you hate martial arts the most?
Are you torturing me or yourself by doing things you hate so diligently?"
Yuan Xin smiled bitterly and still didn't answer.
He just felt sad in his heart.
It was clearly you who was torturing me.
I did everything you asked, but you said you hate me like this.
What else do you want from me?
Cheng Zheng saw him smiling and asked, "Why are you so happy when you say I feel uncomfortable?
Why didn't you laugh when the military doctor was suturing just now?"
Yuan Xin clenched his fists and replied respectfully, "I don't dare, I'm humble.
I still have to practice swordsmanship, so I'll take my leave first."
Do you think I like myself now?
You don’t know how much I hate myself.
I hate myself for causing the death of my closest relatives.
I hate myself for not being able to keep Meng Han.
I hate myself for not being able to protect Yingxun.
I hate myself.
I am useless, cowardly and incompetent.
I just want to become stronger.
Only when I become stronger can I be able to protect others. sjgsf0916: