"Chenghuan (Xuan, Sui) will also fight to the death to protect our country!" Xia Chenghuan, Xia Chengxuan, and Xia Chengsui also stood up and said in unison. When the rest of the people saw this, how could they not follow suit? They all stood up and looked at Master Duan with solemn expressions.
The Duanfu looked at the students one by one and said for a long time, "Good man, this is how it is!" After saying this, he waved his hands for everyone to sit down, and then said, "Tomorrow is the new day, and today the conferees can go back to their homes. Rest for two days. I have just taught you how to attack and defend in battle. The next lesson will teach you how to be undefeated in battle. You can think about it first. Before teaching, I will have some questions."
"Yes, Master!" Everyone stood up to answer and presented the Master with gifts.
"Hey, Yuanchen, do you know how Instructor Song of the martial arts school will be teaching today?" Xia Chengxuan squeezed next to Mei Yuanchen, pressed his left elbow on his right shoulder, with a smirk on his face.
"Why are you laughing so weirdly?" Mei Yuanchen looked at Xia Chengxuan's sly look and asked, "The instructor didn't tell you yesterday, how could you and I know?" Xia Chengxuan didn't answer, just smiled mischievously. The more you laugh, the happier you will be. After a while, he saw that Mei Yuanchen seemed to be angry, so he said sternly, "If you don't fight hard on weekdays, I'm afraid you will get beaten today! Today's teaching is in the school martial arts field, and we fight in pairs against the small school."
Mei Yuanchen was angry at first, but when he heard that he was about to go to the martial arts school, he was in a panic. He had never been fond of fists and kicks. Previously, at Qingxi's house, Yun Yuan and Fu Chu had taught him kung fu when they had time, but it turned out that it was difficult to carve out rotten wood, so no progress was made at all. In the past ten days in Renhua Zijian, from 6:00 to 12:00 every day, the Zhizhi Hall was the school martial arts school, where instructors from the Song Dynasty taught Jun Hu Ben Jun Tai Quan. Mei Yuanchen felt that he had no talent for martial arts, and he really had no interest in it. He kept perfunctory and arrogant during the lectures. Often what was taught the day before is unknown the next day. Today I heard that a school martial arts fight was about to take place. How could I cope with it? Being beaten is a trivial matter, but I am afraid that my father and adoptive father will not be happy if I get very poor grades and lose face.
"Chengxuan, what are we going to do?" Mei Yuanchen asked nervously.
"Is there any way? I just hope that the instructor will let you and I be a pair later, and I will think of a way to lose to you! Who among the others will give in to you? Who can you beat?" Xia Chengxuan said angrily.
Mei Yuanchen felt even more nervous after hearing this, thinking to himself, "What's the idea? It's just intentional, how could the instructor not see it? What's more, how could Chengxuan come here just because he didn't practice diligently?" Give up?" I immediately thought that time would pass more slowly, so that I could see if there was a way to achieve both ends. Then he remembered that his mother left a note before she left, asking him to practice martial arts diligently, but he didn't care about it, and he felt ashamed for a moment.
At 2:00 p.m., the hospital supervisor's yamen finally arrived and were sent by the instructor to lead everyone to the school martial arts field. Everyone didn't know why they were going to the school martial arts field instead of teaching boxing outside the teaching hall today, but they felt that it seemed more interesting, and everyone was very happy. Mei Yuanchen had known about the martial arts school for a while, but he was unwilling to do so. In the end, he had no choice but to follow him honestly. When we arrived at the school martial arts field, Instructor Song was already waiting there. After everyone lined up and finished the teaching ceremony, Instructor Song said in the preface, "You have learned the martial arts of Tiger and Ben Army for more than ten years, and today we are going to primary school. There are twenty-four paper balls in this jar, with twelve written on them." The zodiac and the twelve earthly branches. You each take a paper ball from here, and the zodiac and earthly branches written on the paper ball determine your primary school opponent. The child is against the rat, the afternoon is against the horse, and so on." After saying this, he held the pottery in his hand. The pots are marched to the front of the team, and each person takes a paper ball from the pot.
Mei Yuanchen chose the paper ball, opened it and saw the word "Hai".
After all the paper balls were taken, Instructor Song returned them to the front and asked Xia Chenghuan, the leader of the team, "Xia Chenghuan, what is written on the paper ball in your hand?"
Xia Chenghuan said loudly, "Instructor, the ball of paper in my hand is the word "Tiger"." After hearing Xia Chenghuan's answer, Instructor Song asked loudly to everyone, "Which one of you won the word "Yin"?" Ou Xiaoxiao heard loudly He replied, "Instructor, I won the word "Yin"."
"Xia Chenghuan, Ou Xiaoxiao, you two come out!" Instructor Song shouted loudly. When the two came out and stood side by side in the middle of the school martial arts field, he said to them, "Today the primary school is learning the Tiger Fighting Military Body Technique, other fists and kicks Kung Fu cannot be used wisely, do you understand?" "Student understands!" the two replied in unison. After the two of them finished answering, the instructor sent the other students to sit in a circle, naturally wanting to watch the competition.
Ou Xiaoxiao is the eldest son of Chunan General Ou Luhai. He is thirty years old and has been good at martial arts since he was a child. At this time, facing Xia Chenghuan, he was not afraid at all and said with a smile, "Prince Chenghuan, it is inevitable that there will be fists and kicks in the martial arts school for a while, please bear with me!" General Chu Nan is one of the five highest-ranking first-class military officers in the Dahua army. Ou Lu Hai was Emperor Yonghua's most trusted general. When Xia Chenghuan heard what Ou Xiaoxiao said, he immediately smiled and said, "Where! Since we are a martial arts school, you and I should do our best. How can Chenghuan be made of fine powder and fall apart after a dozen? Please!" After saying this, he made a Please gesture.
Ou Xiaoxiao didn't want to offend Xia Chenghuan, so he apologized first, but once the fight started, he had no intention of giving in. He shouted, "Got it!" He stretched out his right hand and grabbed Xia Chenghuan's left shoulder. It was the "Tiger Grasping Style" in the thirty-six hand-grabbing postures in Hu Ben's martial arts. Ou Xiaoxiao has a very good foundation in kung fu. This move makes him calm and powerful. Xia Chenghuan can't avoid it. He immediately lowers his shoulders, turns his body slightly to the left, reaches out his right hand to buckle Ou Xiaoxiao's right wrist, which is exactly the eleventh move of Huben's martial arts to clasp hands. "Riveting style", make a fist with your left hand and press it into the inside of Ou Xiaoxiao's right arm. Ou Xiaoxiao quickly retracted his right hand and pushed the tip of Xia Chenghuan's right elbow with his left hand, and the two of them immediately separated. In the first round of the competition, Ou Xiaoxiao attacked well and Xia Chenghuan defended well. Everyone watched and couldn't help but applaud.
Xia and Ou looked at each other and smiled. Xia Chenghuan said, "Now it's my turn to attack."
"It couldn't be better! I'll come and guard you!" Ou Xiaoxiao laughed loudly. Just after he finished laughing, Xia Chenghuan kicked him in, trying to attack his popliteal area. It was the whirlwind leg sweeping move among the twenty-two moves. Seeing his strong legs, Ou Xiaoxiao didn't dare to block the attack, so she jumped back and avoided the attack. Before his body could stand still, Xia Chengxuan grasped his waist with his palms, which was the "Eagle Grasp" among the thirty-six postures of grasping hands. Ou Xiaoxiao did not dare to be careless at all. She raised her right foot, retracted her waist, stretched out her left hand to form a knife, and slashed at Xia Chenghuan's right shoulder. This was the "oblique splitting style" among the twenty-two movements of the thug. Xia Chenghuan naturally knew that if he was hit in the shoulder cavity, he would be unable to use his strength for a few days, so he immediately turned around to avoid it.
In the second round, Xia Chenghuan got the upper hand by attacking Ou Xiaoxiao's lower plate. He looked for a flaw in his dodge and attacked his waist. However, Ou Xiaoxiao reacted smartly and took advantage of the attack in the middle of the defense. He didn't take any advantage at all. The two of them went back and forth for several more rounds, but neither could do anything to the other.
"Okay! Stop! The elementary school is over. You two are both excellent!" Instructor Song was very satisfied with the two of them and praised them.
Group after group went back and forth to attack and defend, all of them were in good shape, and seemed to have achieved quite a bit, but no one was superior.
"Okay, primary school graduates. Xue Ning, B class. Zhan Junyue, A class. The last group left, just you two, Mei Yuanchen vs. Fei Gedong."
Mei Yuanchen heard the instructor calling him and had no choice but to walk to the center. Feigdong was already standing there with a smile on his face, obviously feeling that he had a chance to win. The two stood side by side. Feigdong was much bigger than Mei Yuanchen, and he was also half a head taller. "This is really not good. How can I beat Feigedong?" Mei Yuanchen asked himself, already feeling fearful. I also remembered that before, my father and mother always advised me to practice martial arts diligently, but I was always lazy, so that I couldn't deal with an ordinary rich man without any foundation in kung fu, and I couldn't help but feel regretful and ashamed.
