. . .
It's another sunny morning.
When Weiming stretched and sat up from the bed, he felt extremely relaxed, and even the depression from the previous night had dissipated a lot.
God knows how he felt last night when he saw a bunch of question marks in the attribute interface after using the summoning card.
A call full of expectation, you just show me this?
But speaking of it, there's nothing we can do about it. After all, it's not really a card drawing game, so we can't have too many expectations.
Just as Weiming was gathering his mood, getting ready to get dressed, wash up, and go to the martial arts training ground for routine morning exercises, a voice suddenly sounded in Weiming's ears.
"Disciples, at the beginning of the day, go to the martial arts training ground to meet your master."
"Master?!"
Hearing the master's call, Wei Ming couldn't help but be slightly startled. He subconsciously looked out the window and counted the time. It was almost the end of the 10th hour. He quickly got up and put on his clothes. After casually washing up, he ran to the training ground.
When he arrived at the martial arts training ground, Wei Ming saw that his senior brothers and sisters had already taken their stand at the martial arts training ground, while Abe, like him, had just arrived from the other side.
"First Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, and Senior Sister, good morning!" Weiming greeted with a smile.
"Good morning, junior brother." Gu Yuexuan responded with a smile.
"Good morning, junior brother." This is Wei Ziling.
"Morning." The simplest and most direct thing was Thorns, just one word popped out.
Weiming looked at Abe who had just walked over, his smile became a little deeper, and he also said hello: "Sister Abe, good morning!"
"It's morning, Weiming." Abe gave Weiming a warm smile, then looked at Gu Yuexuan and others, and said politely: "It's also early for you, Yuexuan, Zi Ling, and Aji."
The three of them also nodded and said good morning to Abe.
"By the way, master asked us to come to the martial arts training ground. What's the matter?"
After saying hello, Weiming looked at everyone and asked.
Several people looked at each other, and finally Gu Yuexuan, the senior brother, said, "We don't know, maybe we want to test our martial arts progress?"
"good!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone heard a familiar voice coming from the sky. When they looked up, it was Wu Xiazi falling from the sky.
"Tsk~Old man who loves to show off!"
"Hmm~?"
Weiming subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the thorns, feeling as if he had heard something extraordinary.
Hmm~ Do you want to say something like, Master, he is petty?
Then he looked back at the kind-hearted Wu Xiazi. Weiming thought about it and felt that for the sake of his own safety, silence is golden!
After standing still, Wu Xiazi said, "What Xuan'er said just now is right. My teacher called you here today precisely to test your skills and see if you have fallen behind in your practice during this period."
As soon as these words came out, Thorns couldn't sit still anymore. He pulled out his sword and shouted, "What did I think it was? It's just a martial arts contest! Let me teach you a lesson, you stinky old man."
As he said this, Jingji waved his arms and called to the other people on the side, saying, "You guys also come with me. This old man is very tough. I can't handle him alone."
Although the thorns in front were shouting arrogantly, they also knew in their hearts how big the gap was between themselves and their master. Let alone one person, even if they invited everyone to come together at this time, there was no guarantee of victory.
"slow!"
Just as Jingji was about to rush forward, Wu Xiazi raised his hand to stop him, then took out a calligraphy from behind and said: "Before taking the martial arts test in school, I will first test your understanding of martial arts."
As he spoke, Wu Xiazi unfolded the writing scroll in his hand, and there were nine large characters written in cursive on it——
"Spitting like a dragon releasing water, thousands of horses galloping!?"
Weiming read the words above word for word.
Weiming at this time is not like in the game, he can't even read cursive writing.
Quan, the current Weiming, let alone recognition, is just asking him to copy it. I dare not say that he can write it exactly the same, at least it will have the charm of the master.
Of course, several of the brothers next to him, including Abe, could also recognize this calligraphy. After all, they were disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect. Even a reckless man like Jingjie, who seemed to be only interested in martial arts, could write well. It is not difficult to recognize a cursive handwriting.
"Not bad, not bad~" Wu Xiazi stroked his beard and continued to ask with a smile: "Then who among you knows the meaning of this sentence?"
Several disciples looked at each other, and finally Senior Brother Gu Yuexuan spoke: "Master, please give me some instructions."
Here Gu Yuexuan is actually pretending to be confused, and even Jingji and Wei Ziling have almost the same meaning. After all, they have been studying martial arts for many years. Even if they can't explain it perfectly, it is still okay to explain the meaning to a certain extent, but there are three people here. They all chose to remain silent.
Well~ after all, the master (uncle/old man) is teaching in person, so he still has to give some face.
As for Weiming and Abe, Abe is hard to say, but Weiming really doesn’t understand. Although he has played the game in his previous life, he only remembers the general plot. Many of the details have been forgotten for a long time. Like this scene now , Wei Ming only vaguely remembers the plot of teaching new sword skills, but he doesn’t remember the content at all.
Wu Xiazi laughed and said with an air of immortality: "This sentence is to explain the secret of attack. When fighting with others, you must pay attention to preparing for the attack and looking for the right time. Once you take action, you will be like a dragon. Water, like thousands of horses galloping, strives to win with one blow and inflict heavy damage on the enemy. This is an important way to win when fighting a strong enemy or an evenly matched opponent."
After saying that, Wu Xiazi handed the words in his hand to Weiming in the middle, and at the same time continued: "I will leave this word to you! I hope you will understand the truth."
Weiming hurriedly took it and said respectfully, "Yes, thank you Master."
Gu Yuexuan, Wei Ziling, and Abe also said at the same time: "Thank you, Master."
After all, it was the master who taught the class himself. Needless to say, Abe, as senior brothers and sisters, they also had to give face.
Only Thorns was left, showing some disapproval. He curled his lips and said "hum" twice casually.
Seeing this, Wei Ming secretly laughed in his heart: With this kind of attitude during Master's lecture, the second senior brother would probably be reprimanded again.
However, to Wei Ming's surprise, Wu Xiazi was not angry this time. Instead, he praised kindly: "In this regard, Ji'er has done a good job. He can combine his own swordsmanship and swordsmanship into one, and he can introduce new ones from the old." , exerting the effect of one plus one is greater than two, and the offensive spreads thousands of miles, making people unable to breathe. Over the years, their reputation in the world has become louder and louder."
Listening to the master's praise, Wei Ming was a little shocked, but Jingjia let out another "hum", showing that he didn't care much, but judging from the uncontrollable curve of his mouth, it was obvious that Wu Xiazi's praise was very useful.
Wei Ming looked amused and laughed secretly in his heart at the second senior brother's lack of candor. In contrast, Wei Ziling on the side was much more blatant and joked directly:
"Hey~ Aji, when I heard my uncle's praise, I felt so happy~"
Hearing Wei Ziling's teasing, Jingjia's expression immediately changed. He was about to get angry to cover up, but heard Wu Xiazi say slowly:
"Okay, I've finished explaining the theory, and now comes the actual combat. You guys should work together and attack me as hard as you can!"
When it came to fighting, Thorns was no longer sleepy. He directly drew out the weapon he had prepared and shouted loudly:
"It has been prepared for a long time. Old man, please be careful and don't show off your old waist just because you are too old."
"Uh~"
Listening to Jingjia's confident shouting, Weiming couldn't help but mourn in his heart, hoping that the master would be gentler in a moment. Then he looked at Abe beside him and said, "Sister Abe, let's go too!"
"Hmm~"
Abe responded and took out his own weapon, a short, wide-blade knife about two feet in length that looked a bit like a kitchen knife.
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