Zhang Jian glanced around. Although these bankers had extraordinary skills, his eyes mainly fell on three figures.
He couldn't tell the strengths and weaknesses of these bankers before, but now he can see some tricks.
The same punching style and leg strength seemed to be extremely fierce, but there seemed to be a difference.
It's just this difference that makes Zhang Jian see flowers in the fog.
This is what an outsider looks at.
"It should be the effect of the fire apricot, it is worthy of the immortal family!"
His eyes were very strange, which alarmed some of the bankers, but after noticing Zhang Jian, they didn't care, relaxed and continued their morning exercises.
Zhang Jian is not an outsider.
Anyone else would not be allowed to peek.
For these fighting men, rules are rules, which need to be maintained with blood. There is no way to change them. Only power can make way for these rules.
But he saw a figure quietly arriving in front of Zhang Jian.
The man in black clothes wore a lotus crown, and his face was sinister, but his expression softened slightly as he looked at Zhang Jian.
Zhang Jian just turned around and smiled gently.
His eyes were smiling now.
"Uncle Yi, I think these great masters are all very skilled in their crafts and are very powerful. I want to learn a skill or two, do you think it will work?"
Hearing Zhang Jian's words, the other dealers obviously paused slightly.
Zhang Yi glanced at everyone, frowning and saying nothing.
Zhang Jian is a literary star of the Zhang family. He has already passed the provincial examination at a young age. In the future, he will definitely take the official entrance to the imperial court. He is worried that practicing martial arts will distract Zhang Jian's energy. If it affects the examination of the Ministry of Rites, it will be more gain than loss. .
Besides, he has no right to comment on this matter!
Zhang Jian saw Zhang Yi's hesitation at a glance and took the initiative to dispel his concerns.
"Uncle Yi, you know that I almost crawled out of the examination room for this provincial examination. My body is too weak. Even if I become an official for one of my parents in the future, I'm afraid it will be extremely inconvenient. I don't ask for my skills to be able to compete with those who have been fighting for many years." A military man, but at least he must have a healthy body, not just to live a long life!"
Zhang Jian looked serious.
It was not that he had never thought about practicing martial arts before, but he was indeed limited by his limited energy and could only choose the best solution. Now after eating fire apricots, he felt full of energy and could try martial arts.
Zhang Yi nodded slightly and said, "So, which master's craftsmanship do you want to learn?"
Zhang Jian said: "I think Uncle Yi seems to have some skills in his hands. How about I take Uncle Yi as my teacher?"
This is an idea that Zhang Jian has had in his mind for a long time
Zhang Yi was surprised. He looked at Zhang Jian strangely and said, "Brother Jian, why do you want to worship me as your teacher?"
Zhang Jian made no secret of his thoughts: "Because I think these masters seem to be afraid of Uncle Yi!"
They are both blood-licking killers. If the two were so different, how could there be any reason to be afraid? Only when the gap reaches a huge disparity would these dealers show such expressions.
Another thing is that in Zhang Jian's eyes, he can somewhat 'see through' the spirits of other dealers, but the Zhang Yi in front of him always gives him a sense of ambiguity.
There was a smile on Zhang Yi's sinister face.
He glanced at Zhang Jian up and down, then shook his head.
"The threshold for entry into what I have learned is extremely high and cannot be easily accessed by ordinary people. This requires special fate!"
"Special fate?"
Zhang Jian was a little dazed. He had never heard that practicing martial arts required any special fate, but it didn't look like Zhang Yi was just perfunctory with him.
"Is it qualifications?"
Zhang Jian was curious and said, "Uncle Yi, can you tell me something?"
Zhang Yi pinched his beard and smiled softly. His originally sinister face looked at Zhang Jian with a bit of tenderness: "Brother Jian, do you understand the two paths that people who practice martial arts should take?!"
Zhang Jian nodded: "I've heard of it, physical training and internal training!"
"Could Uncle Yi be practicing internal refining?"
Zhang Jian's eyes moved and he became solemn.
Although he took the imperial examination route and wanted to become a civil servant in the future, he still knew something about martial arts.
And also inquired carefully.
When a time traveler learns that there is martial arts in his environment, how can he restrain himself from taking action?
After weighing the pros and cons, he still chose to study for the imperial examination.
This is Zhang Jian's regret all along.
A person's energy is limited after all. Zhang Jian knows very well where a person's limits are. He can only choose the path that is easiest to succeed. As a question writer in a small town, it is undoubtedly easier to succeed by taking the road of studying and taking the imperial examination.
This is of greatest value to the entire clan.
As for practicing martial arts, it can only make a limited improvement in personal strength in a short period of time. It cannot bring more practical benefits to the Zhang family, nor can it consolidate his status as the eldest son of the Zhang family.
In fact, the Zhang family also has people who practice martial arts. The fact that the Zhang family can recruit so many good players as dealers shows everything.
Not short of a killer.
Zhang Jian also knows that if he practices martial arts, he may not be able to achieve anything famous.
In addition, it is not easy to stand out in martial arts.
Practice in the winter and practice in the summer!
It also requires famous teachers and resources, both of which are scarce.
Zhang Jian had long ago learned that there are two types of martial arts practitioners: physical training and internal training.
The former forges the skin, beats the muscles and bones, and refines the internal organs and cleanses the marrow.
The latter focuses on internal Qi cultivation.
He found out the pros and cons of both.
Physical training is easy to learn but difficult to master, but the benefits are obvious, the threshold is relatively low, and the actual combat ability is relatively strong.
Experts who exercise externally are more likely to develop combat effectiveness in a short period of time.
As for internal qi practice, in the early stage of internal qi cultivation, the main purpose is to nourish one's own internal organs, and it is difficult to intuitively form explosive power.
But if you practice to a profound level, you also have incredible power.
But such existence is rare.
Moreover, internal Qi cultivation is different from external physical training. The requirements for internal Qi cultivation are higher and require more understanding.
In fact, it’s all about logical thinking. Many inner-qi cultivation methods have too many terms and deep traps. If you practice them in a haphazard way, you will easily die young before hurting others.
Zhang Jian guessed in his mind that Zhang Yi might be talking about the method of internal refining.
After all, only condensing inner energy requires qualifications.
Zhang Yi glanced at Zhang Jian in slight surprise, his eyes fluctuated, and he nodded.
"Refining within, so to speak!"
"However, the fate I am talking about is more special than ordinary internal cultivation. You have to think about it. Martial arts is just like studying literature. It is also a brand new subject. It is not an ordinary tedious task. If you feel It’s hard, you can give up at any time!”
Zhang Yi didn't take it seriously. He just thought that Zhang Jian wanted to practice martial arts on a whim.
After all, Zhang Jian is already so old and it is too late to practice martial arts.
"Uncle Yi, I want to try it!"
There was a glimmer of light in Zhang Jian's eyes, his eyes were filled with light!
He was not as excited as he was when he passed the provincial examination, because passing the provincial examination was only because of his family's needs, and practicing martial arts to strengthen himself was the deepest desire in his heart.
What's more, knowing the existence of immortals, Zhang Jian has a deep curiosity and yearning for spiritual practice.
"In that case, then come with me!"
But when Zhang Jian entered Zhang Yi's study, he was suddenly in a daze.
In Zhang Yi's study, there are countless maps densely packed with complicated meridians, as if you have entered the territory of a master in a certain subject...
"I still have to do the questions..."
