But these were of no use in front of Yuan Biao, and the old man might not have seen the routine, but in the face of his superb martial arts and rich experience, everything was easily cracked.

In just a few rounds, Yuan Biao did not perform very specially, but every movement showed the exquisiteness of his control. The old man was indeed controlling his position, but Zhu Da and Zhou Qingyun both tried their best. When they were rushing and attacking, they would be injured even if they hit something still. Moreover, Yuan Biao was also moving, but he did not let Zhu Da and the others feel the pain. He clicked until the teenagers realized that they were "dead" and stopped immediately.

These are things that Xiang Bo cannot do. Not only Zhu Da can see, but Zhou Qingyun can also understand them, but Zhu Da can also see something else.

Yuan Biao is really experienced and has experienced various fighting and fighting. When Qin Xiucai introduced it, he said he was "the brave and brave hero of the border town". In a military district like Datong, he could be called "the brave and brave hero" and that is an amazing title. There may be a sense of praise in it, but looking at Yuan Biao's attitude of not being humble at all, it might be true.

Xiang Bo Xiang Yue was born as a soldier in the border army. He was lucky and was taken care of by a guard. He learned some skills and had a lot more knowledge than his peers. However, most of Xiang Bo's martial arts and experience were on the battlefield. He was very open and straightforward, and relatively simple. The hideous old man in front of him was different. Even if he considered the teenagers, he was not careful about establishing his authority. Zhu Da and the others were using routines. Yuan Biao's routines were more weird and had no elder's demeanor at all. Everything was for the sake of winning.

Thinking about the terrifying scars on the old man’s face and the changing routines during the battle, Zhu Da can analyze many things. I don’t know what complicated situations Yuan Biao has experienced and what kind of bloody fighting he has experienced, so that he can develop his current style and habits.

Only by learning with such people can you have more possibilities for survival and become stronger, but the training in the future will not be easy.

But Zhu Da had other doubts. Datong border town is a very big place, with more than twenty real garrisons and areas of several prefectures and counties. Yuan Biao is famous in such a large area, but in this small Zheng family, and the rich people like Qin Xiucai can invite him. This is a huge difference. There must be some story in it.

However, Zhu Da quickly lost his energy to think about it, and started running easily, but if he kept going like this, his body naturally reacted, sweating, soreness, etc., but he must not rest. When they were tired, Yuan Biao stood up. Whoever wanted to slow down his movements immediately caught up and drew a stick. Although the old man was closer in the inner circle, he was quick to move forward and backward, and he didn't look like an old man at all.

After Yuan Biao was driven away by the thrusting and driving her to the sheep, Zhu Da and Zhou Qingyun barely broke through the limit. They ran for another time and collapsed on the ground and couldn't get up. The old man thrust twice with a stick, accurately hitting the most painful but not hurtful position. However, Zhu Da just twitched and screamed in pain, but couldn't get up. Yuan Biao did not force it, and just shook his head there and said, "You two have a bad foundation, they don't eat enough, and they don't practice enough."

The Qin servants had prepared hot water for Zhu Da and the others. After drinking, they found that salt was added. It seemed that Yuan Biao's teaching and training were very well organized. After running just now, he really lived like a year. I thought it was already afternoon, but when I was drinking water, I found that the sun was not at the center. Zhu Da realized that the comment "too bad" was right.

The twelve-year-old boy was full of energy and recovered very quickly, but Yuan Biao did not ask them to continue training. Instead, he asked Zhu Da and Zhou Qingyun to massage each other, relax wherever they were, and how to use any skills. He also gave me some detailed advice that after hard practice, he must massage like this, otherwise, it would be fine for a year or two, and his body would definitely suffer from secret injuries in five or ten years.

Major is professionalism. Yuan Biao's theories have given Zhu Da a lot of hard work. Being a teacher at Xiang Bo was the best choice at that time. Strictly speaking, there was no choice, but Qin Xiucai provided better ones. However, Zhu Da knew very well that all the things in front of him were related to him and Xiang Bo. This kind of kindness should not be forgotten, and he should be treated as the same filial piety as his father's generation.

Until lunch time, Yuan Biao did not urge Zhu Da and the others to practice more. During lunch time, they returned to the Qin house. The servants had already prepared the food. Qin Qin was so lively that she wanted to come over, but when she saw the old man's face, she was frightened back. Qin Xiucai came over and said hello and went to take her daughter to dinner.

The meal was very rich, the cakes were mixed with grains and wheat, more than 60% of the wheat, there were meat, eggs and tofu on the table, and Yuan Biao stewed a bowl of meat separately. Seeing how fat, thin, and glossy, there was another pot of wine warmed in the sea of ​​wine.

"You must eat enough!" Yuan Biao reminded him and sat down and drank wine and ate meat.

After two sips of wine, the old man started to speak. He thought he was excited to drink, but Yuan Biao's tone did not fluctuate at all, and he was very calm.

"When eating outside, you must look forward to the retreat before sitting down. Some people are afraid of being blown by the wind and being dusted with food, so they like to walk into the store. When things are blocked, they can't even escape. There is also a way to drink less. What about the king of heaven? If you take a sip of wine, you will have to go 100% of your ability... "

Zhu Da listened very carefully. He tried hard to calm himself down because Zhu Da was extremely excited at this moment. He realized his dream in this era a little. He wanted to become stronger, survive, and survive better. Someone was telling specific methods and experiences in front of him!

When lunch was halfway through, Qin Xiucai also came. Qin Chuan used to be kind and gentle, but now he was very serious. He asked Zhu Da and Zhou Qingyun to listen to Yuan Biao and not be lazy. He also told Yuan Biao how he should discipline him. Children would not be able to become good without being beaten. It was completely a strict father's style. He didn't stay here for too long. Before leaving, he gave a few more words, saying that he would not go out without his instructions.

Just as he left here, the old man had just finished his last sip of wine. He didn't need a cup to drink, but directly poured it into the spout. Yuan Biao wiped his beard randomly and said sir, "Do you two know why you don't go out? They are for the sake of assassination. This scholar is usually very good, but when he gets bloody when he uses a knife, he will be blind. Do you know why you have to practice martial arts? Someone wants to harm you, so you don't have to hide, just go and kill the person!"

Yuan Biao's theory was quite absurd. Zhu Da went in and out of the left ear, and Zhou Qingyun nodded repeatedly.

I thought there would be a hard training after lunch. Although Zhu Da was mentally prepared, hardship was hardship and it was always uncomfortable. I never thought that the old man only asked them to rest. He said he could sleep and lie down to sleep. If he couldn't sleep, he would walk slowly. This arrangement made Zhu Da more confident, which shows that Master Yuan understood the combination of work and rest, and knew that he should adjust after hard practice, otherwise he would get injured and sick.

I didn't run away in the afternoon, but there weren't many tricks. Two wooden stakes were erected in the corner of the yard, and three were drawn from white ash on the wooden stakes, which were basically the position of the person's neck, chest, abdomen and thighs. He waved weapons and kept slashing and stabbing.

Such training shattered Zhu Da's fantasy. I thought that Yuan Biao was very skilled in martial arts and would definitely teach some exquisite and superb movements, and even experience in facing enemies. It was considered a martial arts dream. I never thought that this training was even more boring than Xiang Bo's side. There were six styles of "Six Arhat Swords"...

When starting, Yuan Biao first demonstrated a few moves, just how to cut and stab, and then the corresponding postures of the shoulders, arms and lower plates were very simple. Zhu Da and Zhou Qingyun did it a few times, and after seeing that, they began to force the three wooden stakes.

Zhu Da could also see that these actions were purer and simpler than the Six Swords of the Arhat, and his inference was also confirmed by Yuan Biao.

"It's right to teach you that person. It's not bad to learn the Six Swords of the Arhat if you have done it well, but this thing is a hand gesture in the army. It's too big and too stiff. When Grandpa Xu Da and Grandpa Chang Yuchun created this sword, they didn't think about their personal ability. They would use it for thousands of people and hundreds of people. You go back and forth in life and death, and you're going to have to fight for more than others. If you live, you will naturally practice the Six Swords of the Arhat. But now there are not so many army battles, and you won't be able to fight with the Tartars. Be careful of the horse team rushing over... You just listen to me on your own practice every day. You don't want to lose the Six Swords of the Arhat, and you can only gesture yourself in your spare time, which is also beneficial!"

Yuan Biao seemed unscrupulous in his words and actions, but in fact he was meticulous in his mind. He saw the feelings between Zhu Da and Zhou Qingyun for Xiang Bo, and he deliberately made them relax.

Simple and boring training can easily make people tired and slack, and the movements you just practiced are more likely to deform. However, with Yuan Biao's wooden sticks corrected at any time, Zhu Da and Zhou Qingyun have always maintained intensity and rhythm.

The afternoon practice time was about an hour, and Zhu Da and the others were still wet. The old man was not as tight as they were in the morning. After this hour, Zhou Qingyun asked the bow to practice opening and closing, and asked Zhu Da to run around the yard.

"Tell you that the person who cumshots has a good foundation, not much fancy, they are all really available." Yuan Biao commented on Zhou Qingyun's cumshots.

At this time, the old man started to talk about his own experiences and opinions again, and anyone could hear them. Yuan Biao was superstitious about force and felt that no matter it was a peaceful and chaotic time, he must have his own sword in his hand. With the support of force, he could have a fairness, not afraid of being bullied, and had the capital to survive. Zhu Da listened carefully, but he couldn't help but think that what this old man had experienced, and he would feel that he would feel like this.

After the movement slowed down, the old man urged Zhu Da and the others to change their clothes. The Qin family had already prepared the replacement, which made Zhu Da feel sad again about the cost of practicing martial arts and strengthening his body. When he and Zhou Qingyun were in Baibao Village, there were only two clothes. What is the saying of changing? But if you practice, you will be sweating all over. In this cold weather, you may catch a cold if you don’t change it in time. It’s not a minor illness in this era.
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