Bo Jinhou, who had not studied for a few days, felt even more unreliable after hearing his sister's words. Why did this determine the outcome again?
Naturally, Marquis Bo Jin did not know the secret of this ax technique, not to mention the origin of this martial arts. He thought that when General Chen Zhijie defected to the founding emperor Wang Tianwen, he was also a hero in the world. It was at the end of the Wei Dynasty, and all forces were fighting. There were rebels everywhere, and the mountains were rising together. Chen Zhijie, who was illiterate, made a sixty-pound Xuanhua ax occupy the mountain and became the king. He robbed the rich, helped the poor, eliminated violence and brought peace to the good. It was regarded as a good story in the world, and his The ax technique is even more sought after by people in the world.
People who don't understand can't see the inner secrets. They only think that the dance is very powerful and powerful. Although people who know how to do it can see that there are only three moves in this axe, but they can also be used in these three moves without any flaws in the connection between them. There is no way.
As time went by, Chen Zhijie later followed Emperor Tianwen to conquer the East and West, conquer the South and the North, and rose to the position of one of the four founding generals. This set of ax techniques was passed down by people in the world like a chicken and a dog ascending to heaven. It was like this day. There is no way to crack these three tricks.
The three-blade ax is definitely not the best in the world. This ax technique plus this ax can scare laymen or be used to kill enemies and charge into battle. But if you really meet people in the martial arts, not to mention those unparalleled masters, even The entry-level disciples under the big sect can also get around. If you encounter someone with good body skills, I am afraid that this ax technique will be as useless as a fancy fist and embroidered leg.
However, a beauty matches a hero, and a good horse matches a good saddle. The reason why Chen Zhijie was able to become famous for his ax technique was largely due to his natural power and the sixty-pound Xuanhua ax.
Facing the enemy in front of the battle, he holds a bright silver ax with a seven-foot-long handle. This momentum alone can put pressure on the opponent, not to mention dancing mindlessly. Every inch is longer and every inch stronger, and the killing range is huge. It will definitely scare the enemy.
Obviously Bo Jinhou didn't know this.
It has been a hundred years since the founding of Emperor Tianwen and the Great Zhou Dynasty, and things at that time have gradually faded away a lot. Bo Jinhou suffered from the decline of his family since he was a child. Naturally, no one told him about these past events. It was natural that he did not know the inner connections.
"Why don't we change our martial arts? This martial arts sounds unreliable to me." The more Bo Jinhou thought about it, the more he felt it was a bit far-fetched and he said a little embarrassedly.
Before she could reply in the middle of the night, her sister burst out laughing, "You idiot, do you know how many people in the world want to learn the three-blade axe? At the beginning of the unification of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Emperor Tian Wen once formed an ax camp. I have practiced these three axes specifically, but none of them have reached the level of General Chen Chen. Do you know why?"
Bo Jinhou, who had not read a book for several days, naturally could not answer his sister's question, but judging from his sister's words, this ax technique was quite popular in the army.
The sister also knew that Bo Jinhou could not answer, so she continued: "It's because no one can dance the sixty-pound Xuanhua ax."
Bo Jinhou didn't know what a Xuanhua ax was. He thought it was an axe, but he still knew the sixty pounds.
The two armies fought against the enemy with sixty kilograms of weapons. They really looked like the heroes in the romance novels told by the storyteller.
My sister definitely didn't know what Bo Jinhou was thinking, and continued: "The inner and outer armor worn by soldiers during the march weighs about eighteen kilograms. If you hold the sixty kilogram Xuanhua ax, the weight on your body will be more than seventy kilograms." , and if these three axes are separated from weapons of such weight, even the most powerful martial arts masters may not be able to exert half of their power. With such magical power, it is not a problem to use an ax weighing seventy or eighty kilograms. If you continue Coupled with these three ax moves, not to mention Han Youyu alone, even four or five would not be able to get close."
Since ancient times, men have a common problem, that is, they like to show off in front of women, especially when they are praised by beautiful women.
After listening to his sister's flattering words, he felt that they were a bit too much. But for Bo Jinhou, this was like a piece of meat falling from the sky after three days of starvation. It seemed like he could chop up Han Youyu now to avenge his aunt.
Bo Jinhou, a young man with a temperamental temper, was afraid that it was the first time in his eighteen or nineteen years that a girl had praised him so much, so he immediately said: "My arms can lift a thousand kilograms, and I can lift a hundred kilograms."
"I believe you can do it."
After leaving such a sentence, my sister Shi Shiran returned to the house.
Bo Jinhou was obviously stunned, his black face slightly red. How to say that sentence: Fenghuaxueyue is also true, and most often it is the youth's heart. Bo started to giggle as he thought about it.
"Teach me quickly. Teach me quickly."
Bo's recent positivity was unexpected in Ye Sangeng. Ye Sangeng had seen his sister's ability to manipulate people's hearts with a few words too many times.
After putting away the dishes and chopsticks, Ye San Geng said: "I'll find you a good guy before I go to school." After explaining to his sister, Ye San Geng led Bo Jinwai out.
Bo Jinhou, who didn't know why, naturally couldn't figure out who was taking advantage of him. He kept asking questions, but Ye San, who wanted to get away with it, couldn't stand his entanglement anymore and expressed his thoughts, saying: "Don't say that you are so clueless. Basically, even for martial artists like us who have been practicing since childhood, to be honest, it is impossible to develop a proud martial arts in a short period of time. However, there are no fixed rules in the world, and the training method of my Dazhou Xingwu can be considered a new approach. As the saying goes. You can conquer ten battles with one force. With your strength like the founding general Chen Zhijie and a large number of soldiers, it is easy to achieve a thousand miles in one step."
Who hasn’t dreamed of becoming a hero? When I was a child, the one who jumped up and down in rags was a hero, and the one who stole chickens and dogs was a master. If I picked up a straighter stick and held it in my hand, I think it would be the most envied object by others.
Therefore, Bo Jinhou grinned, extremely happy, and his feet inevitably moved a little faster.
Looking at this young man who was only a few years younger than himself, he seemed to be reminded of the carefree life of his age, and in the middle of the night he felt a smile appear on his lips.
He is a boy after all.
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There is an East Market in Lixia City, which is the largest market in the area within a hundred miles. The two of them just walked and looked around. They almost saw a blacksmith shop at the end of the street that ran through the entire East Market from south to north.
There are various farm tools at the entrance, including hoes, sickles, plows and rakes. There are also some bridle sets and shovels hanging on the walls inside the house. It doesn't look like a place with weapons, but more like a farm tools store specially opened for farmers.
Thinking about it, right now, the most famous place for making weapons in the entire Zhou Dynasty is the Blacksmith Fort in the Qinling Mountains in Guanzhong. Even the weapons of the imperial army are made in this Blacksmith Fort. This blacksmith shop, which can be regarded as a Jianghu sect and a central government department, is almost there. Monopolized the entire weapons manufacturing industry.
Because the quality and reputation of Blacksmith Fort are excellent, people in the martial arts community go to Blacksmith Fort to customize their weapons no matter how far they are. Even the weapons obtained by some small sects through the large clans they are attached to are all from Blacksmith Fort. Eliminate unnecessary defective products.
The existence of the Blacksmith Fort also squeezed the blacksmith shops in various places out of the business of making weapons, and they could only make some simple farm tools to make a living.
He has always been a child, so he yelled at the boss when he walked in, but no one paid him any attention. Bo Jinhou yelled and walked to the inner room. He stood at the door at midnight and looked at the utensils in the room carefully.
Bo Hou walked around the room and didn't see anyone, but in the middle of the night, he noticed the presence of a human figure under an old quilt that looked like a tattered rag in the corner. Pointing to that place, Ye Sangen motioned to Bo Jinwai to go over and have a look.
Bo Jinhou stepped forward and lifted up the extremely dirty bedding. He was choked by a sour smell and took a few steps back.
Feeling that someone had lifted up his warm bed, it seemed to Bo that he could sleep so soundly in such an environment that was comparable to a hut. He was afraid that he would not wake up even if there was a thunder. He finally opened his sleepy eyes and squinted first. He glanced at Bo Jinqi, then tilted his head and glanced at the door, which was just blocking the warm light of the sun. Then he turned over and tugged on the quilt that Bo Jinqiu didn't want to touch anymore. It looked like it was there again. I want to dream about Duke Zhou.
Bo Jinhou was obviously speechless by this young man, whether he was the boss or the doorman, and for a moment he just stared blankly at Midnight.
The middle of the night also made this person feel at a loss. He didn't accept any business that came to his door. What else could you do to the customers who came to his door?
Just as Bo Jinhou and Bao Jinhou were stunned at midnight, the quilt suddenly covered Bo Jinhou's head and face and rushed towards Bo Jinhou who was closest to the young disciple. Without giving him any time to react, he wrapped Bo Jinhou's head in his pocket. live.
A sudden change occurred, and at midnight, luck moved all over the body. Then I saw the young junior standing up like a carp again, rubbing his eyes that finally became energetic, and said, "Is there someone here?"
Ye Sangen couldn't help but laugh, and it was only now that this man came back to his senses and reacted.
Bo Jinhou was patting his clothes rather unhappily, as if he wanted to beat out the unpleasant smell. He was cursing, and he didn't have a good face towards the young man.
The man also knew what was going on with his bedding, and he kept apologizing to Bo Jinhou with a smile on his face, but he couldn't make these two bodhisattvas who came to take care of business angry because of his recklessness in his sleep just now.
"You only hit farm tools?" Ye Sangen asked.
The young junior looked disdainful when he heard this, and said with a hint of pride in his tone: "You can ask around here from all over the country, the things that I, Lou Zhen, can beat are definitely the most durable. Do you want a hoe or a rake?" Just say it, I promise to prepare everything for you today."
The young man who calls himself Lou Nian is polite in speech, but also quite conceited.
"Fuck your mother's balls, I've only been away for a long time and you're bragging here. Should you beat me or me?"
Following the words, in the middle of the night, I felt a shadow rolling in behind me. Before I could react, I was pulled aside by a hand as big as a cattail leaf fan.
This is a practitioner.
How could an ordinary person shake a body that has been trained since childhood like midnight, but it was pushed aside by this person's seemingly light palm.
The visitor stopped in front of Bo Jinwai after three o'clock in the night, and asked angrily: "Do you want to make farm tools?"
Ye Sangen looked up, yes, just looked up. Ye Sangen was in his twenties and his height was more than four feet, which was considered moderate for this big week, but this man was taller than Ye Sangen by more than one head. ? Bo Jinhou was also over five feet tall. In the middle of the night, he looked tall and burly, but when he stood in front of people who were passing by, he looked so small.
This man must be about seven feet tall at least, and with his tall and muscular figure, he is as intimidating as a bear turned into a spirit. Especially the two arms are the most attractive part of the night. They are incompatible with the body and are even stronger than the thighs. The muscles and tendons are coiled on the arms, which can stretch Her shoulders were so high that her thin clothes, which were completely incompatible with this season, seemed to be about to burst.
The strong man was shirtless and his aura was astonishing. Bo Jinhou was stunned and didn't know how to answer on the spot. He just looked up at the iron tower-like man without saying a word. In the middle of the night, he said calmly: "I don't want to make farm tools, I want to make a weapon."
The strong man who obviously didn't expect this answer frowned, as if he was chewing on the meaning of midnight, and asked uncertainly: "Weapons?"
Seeing this man's expression in the middle of the night, he was just amused and asked, "Can't you beat me?"
The shirtless burly man snorted, quite disdainful of Midnight's words, his expression was exactly the same as that of the young man who called himself Lou Zhen just now, and even his tone of voice was exactly the same, "There is nothing in this world that I, Lou Gui, can't defeat! "
Lou Gui Lou Nai, two names aroused curiosity in the middle of the night. Gui Nai Gui Nai, if these two words are used, the names of the two of them are really particular.
"What weapon do you want to fight?" Lou Gui asked.
"Axe." Bo Jinhou had an urgent expression on his face and said impatiently before he could speak in the middle of the night.
"These are just farm tools." The answer of Bo Jinhou, who obviously didn't understand the art, made the bear-like man a little unhappy. His eyes stared like bells, and he ordered Lou Zhen, "Find him some." ax."
Lou Zhen was not hesitant and immediately dug out a rusty ax from a pile of guys next to him.
"What I want is the Xuanhua ax." Ye Sangeng said.
Lou Gui was stunned for a moment, with even more doubts in his eyes. This Xuanhua ax is said to be a weapon, but it is really not an ordinary weapon.
"Is it impossible to fight?" he asked again in the middle of the night.
Lou Gui couldn't help but take a few more glances at the handsome man in front of him, who was about a foot shorter than himself, and said, "I happen to have an iron embryo here. I'll pick it up when I'm here, and I'll make sure it's done well." Lou Gui was quite confident in his craftsmanship. , "How many pounds does it cost?"
"I will do as much as you can weigh."
Everyone was shocked.
First Ye San Geng smiled bitterly, and then the two brothers laughed out loud.
How dare the world dare to tolerate crazy visitors, how dare they drag the sun and moon to drive the rivers away?
He is a boy after all.
