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The three of them discussed each other for nearly an hour, and the location of the discussion gradually moved outside the courtyard.
You must know that this is not like in Weiming's previous game, where a fight lasts for more than ten rounds, or at most only dozens of rounds, and the scope of the fight is not as narrow and rigid as in the game.
In real martial arts battles, in addition to competitions in martial arts and internal strength, there are also competitions in endurance and willpower. Fights that can last for hours or even days and nights are not far behind, even if they are not commonplace, and gang blood Incidents such as chasing and escaping for thousands of miles also happen from time to time.
But now it is barely the first time to experience the uncertainty of this kind of 'war', but it is quite a painful feeling that cannot be explained.
It can be seen from the states of the three of them that Wei Ming is at the end of his strength at this time. Not only is his clothes soaked with sweat, but the hand holding the sword has begun to tremble unconsciously, and his breathing has begun to be disordered.
In comparison, Jingjie and Wei Ziling looked much more calm, especially Jingjie. Not to mention sweating at this time, he didn't even take a breath. Wei Ziling, who was better at Qinggong, boxing and kicking, also It's no worse than the thorns. Except for the slight sweat on the forehead, the breath is even smoother than the thorns.
As for the explanation, in fact, he had already exhausted his physical and internal strength half an hour ago. If it were not for the deliberate care and feeding of his senior brothers and sisters, plus the taunts from the thorns from time to time, I am afraid that he would have been destroyed long ago. Throwing the sword away, he lay down on the ground unwilling to move.
After holding on for less than a quarter of an hour, the unknown sword was knocked down by thorns and failed.
"What? You can't hold it anymore~ Junior Brother?" Jingjia put away his sword and looked at Weiming who was squatting on the ground with a joking look on his face and said.
"..." Wei Ming, who was already exhausted, heard Jia Ji's 'taunt' and glanced at him angrily. Then he picked up the Seven Star Longquan and stood up with support while saying: "Hey~ don't be so proud. Senior brother, you are only a few years ahead of me in practicing martial arts. When I practice for a while, I will definitely become stronger than you."
Hearing what Weiming said, Jingjia looked proud and said confidently: "Ha~ I'll wait and see then, senior brother!"
After saying that, Thorns turned and left.
"Come on, junior brother, senior sister is optimistic about you!" Wei Ziling winked at Weiming and turned around to leave.
In the end, the only ones left were Wei Ming and his senior brother Gu Yuexuan, who had not spoken much.
Just when Wei Ming was feeling doubtful, Gu Yuexuan said: "Junior brother, let's go too!"
"Ah?" Weiming was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously: "Where are you going?"
"Junior brother, just come with me." Gu Yuexuan smiled and walked straight in one direction without any explanation.
Out of trust in Gu Yuexuan, Wei Ming didn't ask any questions. After putting the Seven-Star Longquan back into the weapon box, he followed him.
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After walking for a while, the two came to a small forest. Before Weiming could ask, Gu Yuexuan said straight to the point:
"Junior brother, the master is going out to visit friends these days. Before leaving, he specifically asked me, your second senior brother and your senior sister to teach and supervise you to practice martial arts. Are you ready?"
"...Of course, I can't ask for it!" After being slightly shocked, Weiming hurriedly said.
"Okay!" Gu Yuexuan smiled and nodded, and continued: "Then let's get started! I'm better at boxing and kicking, so let's start with Xiaoyao Boxing."
"Xiaoyao Boxing?" Weiming looked at Gu Yuexuan with some doubts and said, "Senior brother, the master has already taught me this boxing method, and I have kept it in mind."
Gu Yuexuan smiled and shook his head, saying: "Of course I know this, but what I want to teach you today is not boxing technique, but boxing theory."
"Boxing principle?" Another term that I have never heard of before, and it does not clearly mean that I don't know how powerful it is.
"This is more troublesome to talk about, so let me demonstrate it to you first!" Gu Yuexuan said, then he slightly bent his legs and assumed the starting position of Xiaoyao Boxing.
"Bang~" "Bang~"
Gu Yuexuan's fists hit the two nearby trees almost in no particular order. They started with exactly the same fists, but they made obviously different sounds.
"This..." Weiming looked at the two trees in surprise, as if he had seen something incredible.
At this time, Gu Yuexuan also closed his fists and came over, looked at Weiming and asked, "Junior brother, can you tell what kind of boxing technique I used just now?"
"This..." Weiming hesitated for a moment and subconsciously glanced at the two interrupted trees. One of them was directly interrupted and flew out, while the other was also interrupted, but from It exploded in the middle but was not knocked away.
The situation of the former is familiar to Wei Ming, because this punch has been used by Wei Ming before. It is the first form of Xiaoyao Boxing that he used in Huangfu - soaring up, but the latter makes Wei Ming difficult, because the two fists are almost at the same time. They all used the same starting position, and logically speaking, they should have skyrocketed. However, this completely different effect from the previous one made Weiming hesitate.
"Brother!"
After thinking for a while, Weiming decided to follow his own judgment and said to Gu Yuexuan: "The two punches you just punched should not be from the same boxing method! One of them should be the soaring up in Xiaoyao boxing method, and the other punch, I guess It should be your Wusong Tiger Fist, senior brother!"
After hearing Weiming's answer, Gu Yuexuan smiled and said, "Junior brother's guess is good, but not entirely correct. In fact, the two punches I fired were both the first moves of Xiaoyao Boxing, which skyrocketed to the top."
"Oh?" Weiming was shocked. Could it be that he had guessed wrong? Doesn't it make sense? !
At this time, I heard Gu Yuexuan continue to explain: "Of the two punches just now, one of them shot straight up without any changes, while the other punch added some luck changes from Wu Song's Tiger Boxing, so if you don't look at the two punches, The effect of punching, just looking at the hand movements, there seems to be almost no difference between the two punches. If you fight with others in the arena in the future, you can also take them by surprise."
"And this is the first lesson of boxing that senior brother wants to teach you, about the use and changes of boxing strength."
"Oh~ I see!"
After being explained by Gu Yuexuan, Weiming suddenly understood, and the subsequent teaching made Weiming deeply feel that this was a real and complex world.
For example, on how to use weapons with bare hands, or use different weapons to perform different moves, such as using a knife to perform sword techniques, or using fingers to perform sword techniques, etc.
Of course, most of these techniques either require profound internal strength or a deep understanding of the moves. In terms of current unknown strength, there is still a long way to go.
In this way, he practiced martial arts, competed in martial arts every day, shared chores with his brothers and sisters, and occasionally went out to hunt and collect herbs. Wei Ming's life calmed down again.
until...
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