On the way home, Wang Hong was also very proud. We didn’t practice the flirting skills, and we didn’t practice the things we could fight and play. We practiced real things that were really used in battle formations.

Wang Hong felt even more happy when he thought of these people who didn't know the goods and regarded sword techniques as sword techniques.

The sword he practiced at home was the sword technique he passed down from his grandfather's family, but when he went out, he used sword technique to show others.

The Song Dynasty was in the heyday of armor. Not to mention the Tiefutu, the heavy armored iron cavalry like Iron Harrier, and infantry soldiers also had armor on their bodies when fighting. Many armies were equipped with thick-blade and short-body armor-breaking swords. Their name was not obvious, but they were the symbol of the Song sword.

The ancestors of the Bian family brought back this set of swordsmanship from the battlefield. Later generations relied on their family-born martial arts to make their careers, but instead relied on the public to pass on their inheritance.

It was occasionally revealed in the Ming Dynasty, and it was immediately called the sixth place of the Swordsmanship by experts.

When he was in his grandfather's generation, he first received family constables, and later became a martial arts instructor in the warlords. After entering Guandong, he also worked as a high-ranking official guard and a bayonet instructor in the army.

When they are old and weak, they return to their children. But where is their reputation? If there is something wrong with the martial arts circle in Anshi, they will ask the elderly to be a fair person.

My grandfather personally experienced that no matter how good his martial arts were, he was unable to fight against bullets and artillery, so he broke the ancestral teachings of passing on the legacy but not passing on to the concubine, and not passing on to the son but not passing on to the daughter. He taught his grandson Wang Hong the most distressed one for the first time.

Wang Hong's martial arts were all produced by him with his lifelong experience. In addition, Wang Hong also has talent. Just say that martial arts have reached the level of a strong military force and a strong public servant.

But Wang Hong is young and energetic now, and cannot calm down. When he is older and has a little luck, a master of swordsmanship cannot escape. Grandpa has high expectations for him.

But grandpa frowned on the way back.

When he got home, his grandfather said, "Wang Hong, please study with peace of mind in the future. Don't talk about the new people and practice the style."

Wang Hong was a little stupid when he heard this and stared at his grandfather.

You should know that the habits of people who break through Guandong are never taboos in practicing boxing and knives?

Grandpa continued: "We are hard-working. In the past, we always practiced in the public. But now the old routine doesn't work. If you go to this circle, you will inevitably take action again and again. If you are not careful, you will make enemies. It is not that true for your Wang family to have three generations of single generations and make enemies everywhere. You can read with peace of mind, and read books well. No matter which profession you do, it is safer than doing the hexagram business."

The hexagram refers to the martial arts industry. The escort industry, the guards, the setting up a field to teach boxing, and the selling of art are the four major Ming hexagrams that eat heroes and wear hero clothes. Those who work as soldiers and eat food with martial arts, those who work as public constables, and those who work as idle men, all belong to this industry. They correspond to the underworld, bandits and hooligans. No matter what they do, there are few businesses that can safely last a lifetime.

After the old man said this to Wang Hong, he asked his daughter and son-in-law to arrange Wang Hong to school and live in school. He was preparing to return to Shandong to retire.

Wang Hong knew that his grandfather was for his own good, so he moved to school to read with peace of mind.

But the reputation of Anshi No. 1 Dao spread quickly.

Local, foreign, those who love this, come to visit them, but no matter what they think, they are blocked by grandpa.

Mr. Bian said: People are giving in to Wang Hong, a child, and they won’t be able to win or lose. In a few days, Wang Hong sent me back to Shandong. Now he is busy packing things at school, so I can only ask everyone to forgive me.

The school is not closed. A well-informed student knew about it and secretly came to ask Wang Hong: "Did you practice Wang Wu's Qinglong Yanyue Sword?" The look you said you were just lying to me, and it made Wang Hong so hard that he didn't know what to say.

Grandpa left as soon as he said he could leave, and not long after, he returned to Shandong.

Not long after, my grandfather wrote a letter from his hometown, saying that he had handed over a restaurant in the county town and asked Wang Hong's parents to accompany him to finish high school, so he moved back to take over.

The elderly family still opens a restaurant, which makes parents very worried.

Thinking that although Wang Hong was in school, he was still an adult. He lived in school during this period and did not cause trouble. As soon as the parents decided to leave Wang Hong to study in Anshi, they would go back first.

My parents set a lot of rules for Wang Hong, but they might have a sweet idea. After returning to his hometown, they would find him a good daughter, so that Wang Hong would be satisfied with both talent and beauty.

Then, he sold all the shops and houses in Anshi, leaving Wang Hong with two months of living expenses, and the rest would be called on a monthly basis, and the couple returned to Shandong like this.

No one cares about it, and Wang Hong is self-disciplined. He gets up before dawn, runs around the mountain, finds a place to practice swords, finishes the mountain and eats breakfast, and then goes back to school to continue classes. The week begins day by day, and life is quite comfortable.

The occasional exception is that on the way back, I stand at the girls' middle school for a while, see the beautiful girls going to school, enjoy the joy of their eyes, and also fantasize about their future wife.

But unexpectedly, after more than two months of fermentation, the competition somehow reached the Japanese's ears and attracted the attention of another Japanese.

This person is called Chi Tian Junping, a medium-sized person, with an ordinary appearance, and does not have the obvious short legs of Japanese people. He has a fluent Northern Chinese dialect. He is an ordinary Chinese whenever he puts it.

His true identity is an intelligence officer of the intelligence department of the Japanese General Staff Headquarters and an active army lieutenant.

After completing several outing missions, Chi Tian Chunping was sent to An City to be responsible for local intelligence.

He is a good kendo master. He has been practicing sword since he was a kid and was already at the second level when he entered the military school. If he had not been performing tasks outside for many years, he would have been preparing for the fourth level now.

Out of his personal hobbies, the eyeliners he arranged also collected the turbulent movements of the martial arts world in Anshi.

When Chi Tian Chunping heard that Anshi had a master of swordsmanship, he felt a little excited. In recent years, he ran around and rarely touched his sword. It was not until recently that he picked up the samurai sword he passed down from his family and resumed training.

He disagreed with Chinese swordsmanship. When he was performing his mission, he had contacted some Chinese boxers who knew swordsmanship. In his eyes, those swordsmanship were full of loopholes, but I think that Wang Hong was just a little better.

Chi Tianchunping thought of using Wang Hong to practice sword intentions.

He did it as he said, and one morning, Chi Tian Chunping stopped Wang Hong next to the school.

He also held a bamboo knife that looked like a wooden stick in his hand, blocking Wang Hong. He pointed to the small stick in Wang Hong's hand, and then bowed his hand thickly, and raised the bamboo knife in his hand.

Seeing that the man was blocked on the road, Wang Hong raised his stick without saying a word. He probably wanted to see his sword skills. He said "No", and then prepared to continue running and get rid of this man.

Chi Tian Chunping didn't say anything. When Wang Hong was about to bypass him, he took a big step forward, and a bamboo knife more than one meter was slashed directly at Wang Hong's wrist.

But he didn't know that Wang Hong misunderstood if he did this.

There are several types of martial arts competitions in the martial arts world. This kind of competition without a third party present and without talking is a simple way to compare martial arts. It is better than the one who only looks at the arts and does not care about life and death. In other words, the two sides distinguish the winner and lose in martial arts. The challenger turns around and leaves, so that it will not harm both parties’ jobs and face.

It is a private communication.

Those who win will turn around and leave. Those who lose will basically not die. The most interesting thing is that if you lose, the person will often kneel down and kowtow before leaving to thank the opponent to point out the shortcomings in his martial arts.

The biggest feature of this competition is that the challenger does not leave his name.

Seeing that the other party took action, Wang Hong was about to let the other party know the depth and leave on his own. He bullied Chi Tianchunping, and the short stick in his hand shook, and the "huh" stick made a rapid whistle and swept over.

Chi Tian Chunping thought that Wang Hong, like those Chinese martial artists, came up and shook his sword on his hands, and then danced around his head before he started to attack.

It can be seen that Wang Hong chopped his hand when he came out of the knife, which was not the routine he thought. The stick was fast and accurate. He was so scared that he stopped his eyes. He quickly put away his knife and exclaimed in secret: Master, this is a real master.

But seeing that, it would be too late to stop. Wang Hong's body movement and the speed of swinging his hand can only be described as a flash in an instant.

Chi Tianchunping immediately felt a severe pain from the nail on his right thumb. He was frightened and quickly took three steps back. Seeing that Wang Hong didn't catch up, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly held his left hand at the hilt of the knife.

The feet slowly separated, and then moved forward and backward, and placed the wooden stick flat in front of the abdomen, slowly setting it up in the knife-raising posture.

But when he saw Wang Hong on the opposite side just looking at him casually, Chi Tianchunping's heart had just calmed down again: at Wang Hong's speed just now, it seemed that Wang Hong could easily push the sword away from his sword. He was afraid of it, so he violated the sword-tracking taboo. He hesitated for a while, and slowly lifted the bamboo knife up and changed it to the eight-phase stale sword technique. The bamboo knife stood beside him.

Wang Hong just saw that he didn't leave, and saw that his sword path was strange and a little confused.

It’s nothing to use a knife with both hands, it’s common in ancient sword techniques, but how does this person use a knife like the Japanese Oriental sword technique?

Could it be a Japanese? But I didn’t hear this person talking, and I didn’t see him having the characteristics of a Japanese short and short legs?

Wang Hong stayed and prepared to see which sword technique this was.

Chi Tian Chunping held the bamboo knife in both hands and began to move his steps, preparing to find a suitable opportunity to get the knife in the knife, and the bamboo knife slowly raised it to his ears.

When Wang Hong saw the man raised his wooden stick with both hands, he followed him, but he just moved to the left.

The dragon slashed the tiger and slashed the snake gate, and the left was the dragon gate. Wang Hong was ready to slash it. As long as the other party responded, he could see the way out.

Chi Tianchunping watched Wang Hong start moving, and also adjusted his pace. He noticed that Wang Hong moved two more steps and then he reached the uneven soil pits and weeds on the side of the mountain road. He was anxiously waiting for Wang Hong to come there to reveal his flaws.

Wang Hong also knew that his feet were uneven, but he had no requirements for the terrain when fighting formations. He had no requirements for the terrain. No matter what dirty water, stones and filthy corpses on the ground, as long as it was called the ground, it didn't matter. So he stepped on the weeds, but his toes lit the ground and moved it over, leaving no chance for Chi Tianchunping.

Seeing that there was no chance, Chi Tian Chunping could only raise the bamboo knife with both hands, take a step, and the knife moved slightly and slashed it.

It is said that it is a false chop, but it can be really chopped at any time. It depends on how Wang Hong deals with it.

When Wang Hong saw that the stance was quite scary, he didn't look like he was about to chop, so he immediately used a futility. He also stepped forward with his left foot. If the opponent did not respond properly, his right foot would jump forward, and the stick in his hand would be chopped or wiped, and then cut it in.

Chi Tian Chunping had been hit once, and when Wang Hong was shaking again, his hand that had just stopped was shaking. When he realized that this was a big mistake, he immediately slashed down and defended this flaw.

Unexpectedly, his tremor touched Wang Hong's energy.

Wang Hong walked around, and the short stick in his hand drew a small circle, and the stick hit the inside, the dragon and tiger intersected, and the stick head drew a small circle, hitting the bamboo knife one after another.

Dangdang, the two wooden sticks began to hit rapidly. Wang Hong didn't move much, but Chi Tian Chunping was shocked and could not control the long stick in his hand.

Since he practiced kendo, he had not encountered this kind of response. He was unable to think too much, so he could only try his best to maintain his posture and took two steps back.

However, he didn't expect that there was a bad move. Wang Hong followed him with his body, and the small stick kept hitting his bamboo knife. He could only grab the bamboo knife in his hand and continue to retreat. When he reached the ditch on the roadside a few meters away, his feet were empty and he could not react, so he sat in the mud and water.

As a result, Wang Hong looked at Chi Tianchunping sitting in the ditch, turned around and ran slowly. Wang Hong felt that this person should be using the Oriental swordsmanship, but it was not as powerful as grandpa said. At least he was in a bad mood and panicked as soon as he hit him.

Chi Tianchun sat in the water and felt confused until her pants were wet and a cold feeling came from her butt. Then she realized that she had lost.

He was also an extremely smart person. He instantly realized that what he lost was not his sword skills, but his mentality, so he was ready to stand up and compete again.

But when I looked up, I only saw Wang Hong's departure.

A feeling of ruining the reputation of Jiandao came out. He was so angry that he swung the bamboo knife, dragged the mud and water into his pants, and ran back to the barracks.

He did not realize that Wang Hong's short stick had been hitting the same position as the wooden stick in his hand, and he did not expect that at that time he only cared about defense, forgot that Wang Hong only had to turn the pick and slap, and he lost when he took the third step.

When Chi Tianchun calmed down, rubbed his black and purple nails and began to reflect: "The sword technique he mastered was enough to deal with Wang Hong's attack just now. The mistake was that he did not keep his original intention and began to be careless. He was afraid later, so he was defeated by Wang Hong. If he fought again, he would be hard to say the outcome. At least he would not lose so embarrassingly, which made the Chinese underestimate the swordsmanship."

It was not until the pre-war meeting began that he turned his attention to how to invade Anshi.
Chapter completed!