"Raise your hand up, Mo Dao is not meant to be held like this~!"
"Try it harder, you are so soft, can you kill someone?"
"You have to imagine, what you see in front of you are not wooden stakes, but wolf cavalry from the north. If you don't chop them to death, they will kill you. You are so weak and listless now, you are so damned. You act like a coward and go to the battlefield to embarrass the Tang Dynasty~!"
On the sports field of Yanhuang Academy, most of the students ran away to eat, leaving only the thirty-six students in the special training class and Cheng Yaojin, the initiator of the special training.
"In the past two days, you will practice chopping first. When you can chop off the wooden pile in front of you with one knife, you can end the first stage of special training ahead of schedule. You will chop for an hour every day, and you will have to chop at least 500 knives. ~!"
Cheng Yaojin was instructing the students on how to hold the knife while giving them instructions.
Cheng Chumo and Yuchi Baolin looked at the bowl of thick wooden stakes and the cracked and rusty knife in their hands. They couldn't help but swallowed, and suddenly felt that their future was bleak!
"Hey~! What's wrong? Do you think the tasks I assigned you can't be accomplished by ordinary people? Then you should keep an eye on it~!"
When Cheng Yaojin saw the students' eyes, he knew what they were thinking, so he stepped forward, snatched the Mo Dao from Cheng Chumo's hand, and performed a sword trick with one hand, and then the Mo Dao moved with lightning speed. Covering his ears, he chopped at the thick wooden stake.
"Bang~!"
In the astonished eyes of all the students, the rusty Mo Dao in Cheng Yaojin's hand was like a peerless magic weapon that cuts iron like mud, easily cutting off the wooden stake from the middle, with a "bang" sound, it was cut off The end of the wooden stake fell to the ground, and the students could see clearly that the end surface was as smooth as a mirror!
Now they were completely quiet, and they all looked at Cheng Yaojin with admiration.
Martial arts practitioners have always admired the strong. They had all heard how brave Cheng Yaojin was on the battlefield, but today they learned that Cheng Yaojin's personal martial arts skills were equally astonishing!
Cheng Chumo laughed proudly, because his father showed up in front of his classmates, how proud he felt as a son!
"Do you see everything clearly~? I don't require you to be like me just now. You can hold the knife with both hands. As long as you can cut off the wooden pile with one knife, you will pass! Then I will take you to the next stage of training! As long as you can cut off the wooden pile with one knife. If you work hard next time, you will definitely become a strong person~!"
After so many years in the court, Cheng Yaojin can still say a few words in situations. No, in just a few words, he talked about the "young people" in front of him, who all looked excited and turned red.
"heard it!"
"Instructor, we must train well!"
Cheng Yaojin smiled with satisfaction and said: "Then start now! Practice chopping for an hour, and then you can go to eat!"
The students naturally obeyed. Suddenly, the playground was filled with the sound of the collision of blunt knives and wooden stakes. Cheng Yaojin, with his hands behind his back, guided the students on the posture and movements of holding the knife.
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"Okay, today's special training is over, let's go eat~! Oh, by the way, put the Mo Dao aside and don't take it away~!"
An hour later, the sky was getting dark, and Cheng Yaojin quickly said to the students in the special training class.
It's not that he doesn't want to train more, but if it's later, the gates of Chang'an City will be closed, and he won't be able to go back by then!
"Oh~! School is finally over~!"
"Phew~! Eat, eat, eat~!"
The students were relieved and cheered.
Cheng Chumo looked at Cheng Yaojin and said, "Dad, do you want to go to the cafeteria to eat together? The food here is delicious, even compared to Zuixianlou!"
Although this guy is quite afraid of Cheng Yaojin, filial piety cannot be violated! As a son of man, you should still be filial to those who should be filial.
Cheng Yaojin waved his hand and said: "No need! I still have to go back. Chou Niu, please ask a few people to move these Mo Dao into the building. Father, I'm leaving first~!"
Cheng Chumo looked confused. He didn't expect that instead of flattering him, he got himself into a lot of trouble. What a shame!
"Chu Mo, let me help you move together~! Hehe~!"
Yuchi Baolin smiled honestly.
"Haha~! Good brother~! Let's go, let's go! After moving, go eat quickly!"
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"Phew~! I can finally eat, but I don't know what vegetables are left? Don't run out of meat~!"
A quarter of an hour later, Cheng Chumo and Yuchi Baolin came to the cafeteria. Cheng Chumo rubbed his belly and thought sadly.
At this time, there was almost no one in the cafeteria, except for the students from the special training class who had just arrived. What was more tragic was that they were the last two students from the special training class to come to the cafeteria.
"Yo~! I'm from the special training class!"
The cook was originally planning to "get off work", but when he saw Cheng Chumo coming and saw the sign hanging on Cheng Chumo's body, he quickly greeted with a smile.
"Well, is there any more meat? I want two portions of braised pork, one portion of lion's head, and two portions of rice~!"
Cheng Chumo nodded and said to the man bringing the meal.
Having enough meat and rice is the only joy and comfort in Cheng Chumo's heart at the moment.
"Uh~! This classmate, the lion's head is gone. Now we only have braised pork and Dongpo pork. There are only two portions of each left!"
The man said a little apologetically.
Cheng Chumo stared. As expected, the thing that worried him the most had happened. Now in this situation, he could only eat one portion of braised pork and one portion of Dongpo pork. He wanted to have two portions of each, but in that case , what does Yuchi Baolin eat? He can't do that kind of thing!
"Then give me a piece of braised pork and... eh~? What kind of dish is this~? Why have I never seen it before~?"
Cheng Chumo reluctantly started to order, and suddenly he caught a glimpse of a bowl of golden stuff placed near the window, and he asked quickly.
"Uh~! This is a new dish our manager made today. It's called Feihuang (Locust) Tengda. It's not sold yet. It's just a trial today and it won't be sold until tomorrow!"
"Hey, Feihuang Tengda, this is a great name! Give me a copy, hurry up~!"
The fried, golden and tender locusts wrapped in eggs and flour looked so delicious. The more Cheng Chumo looked at them, the more he became greedy, and he quickly said.
"Uh, but..."
"But what? Did you see it? I am a student in the special training class. According to the regulations, I can eat whatever I want in the cafeteria? Do you know? Oh, by the way, what is Feihuang Tengda made of? ?It looks like it’s fried with some kind of meat?”
Cheng Chumo glanced at the golden food, but he didn't see the way, so he could only ask.
"This...this is a secret. Our chef said it cannot be told outside!"
"Tch~! It's so mysterious, I don't even know about it! Hurry up and get me some food!"
Cheng Chumo curled his lips and said.
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