Jinfeng took Yuanxin to practice until dark.
When Yuanxin's moves gradually got on track, Jinfeng closed his sword and said, "That's it for today."
Seeing that it was just getting dark, Yuan Xin wanted to say that he would practice a little longer.
Jin Feng turned around and pointed the scabbard at him and said, "I'm talking about me.
Practice the moves you learned today a hundred times before you go rest."
"A hundred times" Yuan Xin wants to die.
Although the moves are not complicated, it will probably take me midnight to practice them a hundred times.
Brother, are you too cruel?
Jinfeng ignored his pitiful look and left.
Early the next morning, Jin Feng tried Yuan Xin's martial arts.
He pulled out his sword and passed a move.
Jin Feng stopped and said, "With your qualifications, if you had practiced it a hundred times, you shouldn't be where you are now." ” Yuan Xin confessed honestly, "I was really tired yesterday.
I have never used such a heavy sword, so..."
Jinfeng said angrily, "So you were up early and late at night, and you just looked like you were working hard, right?
You were just pretending to be working hard to deceive yourself, right?"
Yuanxin suddenly realized that he really shouldn't make Jinfeng angry, because he looked scarier than Cheng Zheng when he was angry.
Yuanxin didn't dare to look directly at Jinfeng, lowered his head and defended in a low voice, "I used to practice morning and night, but not like this It was very intense.
I really couldn’t stand it and did it hastily yesterday.
I was wrong.”
Jinfeng approached him and said sternly, "Raise the sword above your head and stand on horseback."
Yuan Xin did not hesitate and did as he asked.
Jin Feng said, "You can squat here before lunch."
"Jin Feng, I really know I was wrong," Yuan Xin pleaded pitifully.
It's not bright yet, the military camp drills haven't started yet, and I haven't eaten breakfast yet.
I'm holding this ten-pound sword until noon.
I don't know.
Will he die here?
Jinfeng was unmoved, "I am different from the young master.
If you admit your mistake and act well to the young master, you can get away with anything.
But with me, you can't."
"I won't dare to do it anymore."
"Stay here with your arms straight and reflect."
Jinfeng had only left for a while, but Yuanxin couldn't bear it anymore.
His arms ached and the sword felt heavier and heavier.
When the breakfast drum sounded, Yuan Xin's hands were already shaking a little, his legs were gradually feeling tired, and his stomach was growling and he wanted to eat.
Yuan Xin was full of regrets.
His mood all morning started with blaming Jin Feng for being too cruel, then blaming himself for being lazy, and finally hoping that Jin Feng would show up soon.
Although practicing martial arts is tiring, it is still better than it is now.
I can't move, my hands and feet are stiff, and I feel that it is not my own.
Brother Jinfeng, General Jinfeng, Uncle Jinfeng, Master Jinfeng, come on, I really can't stand it anymore, I can't hold on anymore, I have no enmity with you in the past, and I have no enmity in the recent days.
Please show your kindness and spare me once. .
Please show up quickly.
I will cry and confess to you.
I will kneel down and beg you.
I swear I will never be lazy in the future.
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I will never dare to do it again.
Please have mercy on me.
However, Jinfeng never appeared, and Yuanxin did not dare to relax, fearing that Jinfeng would suddenly appear out of nowhere.
He gritted his teeth and persisted, while fine beads of sweat gradually gathered and flowed down the river.
Jinfeng, if you don’t come here, I will really die.
Until the lunch drum sounded, Yuan Xin fell to the ground with a scream.
I couldn't believe that I actually held this heavy sword all morning and all morning, my God.
Yuanxin didn't move when he saw Jinfeng approaching.
He lay on the ground and explained feebly, "I lay down after the drums sounded."
Jin Feng no longer had the anger in the morning and said gently, "I know, let's go eat."
Yuan Xin complained, "I don't know if my hands can still hold chopsticks."
"It's okay if you don't want to eat it."
"Ah, no, no, I'll eat.
How can I not eat?
Only after eating can I have the strength to practice."
Yuan Xin quickly stood up from the ground, swung his arms and limped away.
It was still dark, Jinfeng took Yuanxin to practice the moves and put away his sword.
Yuanxin didn't wait for him to say anything, and said proactively, "I know, a hundred times, I will definitely practice it to the letter."
Jinfeng was amused by his proactive look and chuckled.
Yuanxin felt as if he had seen a rare treasure, "Ah, you actually smiled.
It's rare to see him in a hundred years.
You look pretty when you smile."
Jinfeng suddenly remembered that he was walking on the street with Menghan a long time ago.
Menghan was very surprised to see him smiling, "You can actually smile.
I thought you were a wooden person.
I have seen you so many times.
This is the first time I have seen you."
You smile, it’s so beautiful.”
Yuan Xin immediately stopped smiling when he saw Jin Feng, and said dissatisfied, "Why did you stop it just after I told you?"
"You should practice your sword."
Ten days later, Cheng Zheng came with a sword as expected.
When he arrived in the woods, Yuanxin was practicing swordplay, and Jinfeng stood aside to give guidance.
Seeing Cheng Zheng's arrival, the two stopped.
Jinfeng cupped his hands and said, "Young Master."
Yuan Xin hurried over and knelt down, "I'm sorry to see you, Lord Marquis."
Cheng Zheng was used to his serious virtues, and there was nothing strange about him.
He just said lightly, "Get up.
I'm here to compete with you today.
Jin Feng told you."
"Yes, I know."
"If I am dissatisfied with your kung fu, I will punish Jin Feng.
You must know that."
"yes."
"Then let's begin."
Cheng Zheng drew his sword.
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Cheng Zheng intended to test his swordsmanship, and his moves were not fierce.
He was trying to protect himself and slowly competed with him.
After a few moves, he actually felt a little strenuous, and he couldn't help but secretly sigh that his martial arts talent was different from ordinary people.
He had such talent, and if he was willing to work hard, it would be easy for him to train others' skills in three or even five years in one year. .
Just as Cheng Zheng was thinking about it, Yuan Xin came fiercely.
Seeing that Cheng Zheng was about to be defeated if he didn't come up with a real move, he began to fight with all his heart.
However, just when Cheng Zheng thought he could continue to entangle him, Yuan Xin suddenly failed. , took two steps back and was pointed directly at the throat by Cheng Zheng.
Cheng Zheng asked, "With this move of mine, you could have used my sword to counterattack, or used the horizontal sword to protect yourself, so why were you distracted?"
Yuan Xin lowered his head and said, "I know my fault despite my humble position."
Cheng Zheng closed his sword and turned to Jinfeng, "Jinfeng, go to the Military Punishment Office to get thirty military sticks and come see me again."
Jinfeng lowered his head and clasped his fists, "Yes."
Yuan Xin hurriedly begged for mercy, "Master Hou, please calm down.
It's Beizhi's fault.
It's Beizhi's fault because he didn't have good intentions.
It's not the master's bad teaching.
Please punish Beizhi."
Cheng Zheng was unmoved, "I told you before the competition that if you lose, I will punish your master."
"Then please give me another chance."
"Who will give you a second chance on the battlefield?"
"But this is not a battlefield, and you are not my enemy."
Cheng Zheng was furious, "Is this what Jinfeng taught you?
This is not a battlefield, so you don't have to worry about it, right?"
"My words were inappropriate for my humble position.
Please forgive me, Lord Marquis.
It's just that" Jinfeng stopped Yuanxin and said, "This subordinate has betrayed the great trust of the young master and is willing to be punished."
Yuan Xin did not give up and begged, "Please give me another chance."
If Cheng Zheng had any weakness, it was that he couldn't bear Yuan Xin kneeling in front of him and begging him.
Faced with Yuan Xin's insistence, he finally couldn't bear to leave, but sighed, "No need, I already understand your swordsmanship, no need to compete anymore.
It's not impossible for you to not punish Jin Feng if you want me to , It’s just that I have questions that you must answer truthfully, no lies.”
Yuan Xin raised his head and said, "Excuse me, Lord Marquis."
"You were competing with me just now, why were you distracted?"
Yuan Xin answered truthfully, "I am thinking of an old friend."
Cheng Zheng continued to ask, "Who would think of him?"
But Yuan Xin had no intention of answering him anymore and said, "I have answered the Marquis's question humbly, and there are no lies.
Please forgive me, Master, if the Marquis is true to his word."
Cheng Zheng was anxious, "I haven't finished asking yet.
Yuan Xin said calmly, "I have finished answering the question."
"You and I never said that I only have one problem."
Cheng Zheng felt that he had been fooled.
Yuan Xin argued confidently, "But the Marquis did not say that I would give all the answers.
Beizi has fulfilled the agreement, and I ask the Marquis to keep his word."
Cheng Zheng nodded, "Okay, very good.
At least on this point, I still believe you are Yuan Xin.
I'll ask the rest of the questions next time."
Yuan Xin didn't speak, which was considered acquiescence.
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Cheng Zheng smiled with satisfaction, "Then let's make an agreement.
I will win the sword competition in the future, and you must answer my question truthfully."
"yes."
"We high-fived and made a promise, with Jinfeng as proof."
Ten days passed in the blink of an eye, and Cheng Zheng came to the woods as promised.
The last time they agreed to have a sword fight, Cheng Zheng believed that even if his hands were injured, Yuan Xin would never be able to defeat him.
He was full of confidence and was already preparing questions. .
The two of them drew their swords.
Cheng Zheng was not in a hurry and still struggled with him at the beginning.
Testing his latest martial arts, Yuan Xin was able to resist with ease.
Cheng Zheng gradually began to press forward, with complex changes in his moves and increased strength in his sword strikes.
Yuan Xin suddenly felt it was difficult and he was a little unable to resist.
Cheng Zheng turned sideways and was about to pick Yuan Xin's sword to end the competition.
Yuan Xin was already at a disadvantage, but suddenly he turned his wrist and the sword flew rapidly in his hand.
A stream of air flow flashed out, making Cheng Zheng unable to get close.
The air flow quickly hit and knocked him away.
After grabbing Cheng Zheng's sword, Yuan Xin got close and put the sword on Cheng Zheng's neck in an instant.
The movement was so fast that both Cheng Zheng and Jin Feng could not believe it.
Yuan Xin said calmly, "Master Hou lost."
Cheng Zheng was still surprised, but after a moment he came back to his senses and said, "This move of yours was not taught by Jinfeng."
Yuan Xin put away his sword, "The Marquis never said that you can only use the sword skills you are learning now."
"Who did you learn it from?"
"Since I won the humble position, I shouldn't have to answer the Marquis's questions."
"Okay."
Cheng Zheng did not ask further questions, picked up the sword and returned to the military camp.
He thought about it all afternoon and couldn't figure out where Yuan Xin's last move came from.
He probably didn’t learn it from someone in the military camp.
I’ve been in the military camp for ten years and have never seen this move before.
Besides, he didn’t know much about martial arts at all.
Who would teach a beginner such complicated moves?
I never heard of anyone he learned from before joining the army.
Cheng Zheng, who had learned martial arts, was puzzled and recalled Yuan Xin's moves over and over in his mind.
In the evening, Jin Feng came to Cheng Zheng's tent, and Cheng Zheng asked, "Has Yuan Xin used the moves he used today before?"
Jinfeng replied, "No, this is the first time for me to see him.
His movements are stiff and the connection is not smooth enough, as if he is new to it."
Cheng Zheng nodded in agreement, "Actually, his move wasn't very powerful.
If it were you, you should be able to dodge it.
He succeeded easily because my hand couldn't use any strength.
Has he been practicing other martial arts recently?"
"That's not true.
The tasks assigned to him by his subordinates every day are very heavy, and there is absolutely no spare time to practice other martial arts."
Cheng Zheng paced and thought, "Do you think this move of his seems to have been seen somewhere?"
"Master means" Cheng Zheng reminded, "Do you still remember that in Jiangnan, Yuan Chen was against tens of thousands of soldiers.
He also used moves from a distance to win quickly, but Yuan Chen used a fan."
Jinfeng suddenly realized, "If you think about it carefully, there are indeed similarities.
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However, Yuanxin has almost no contact with General Yuan, how can he learn martial arts from him?
I will find an opportunity to ask him." sjgsf0916: