Chapter 9 Martial Arts (3)

In the next two days, Xu Jing kept teaching Ye Ziqi and Gu Feng the remaining seven styles of the "Eight Skills of Gentlemen" to Ye Ziqi and Gu Feng:

"Loading Qianjun" means that when the wrist is controlled, advance and retreat through the body, grab the back of the enemy's hand, and then put the body to one side and knock the enemy's elbow with all its strength.

"Ni Haitao" intends to turn around and swing his arms to hit the enemy's face when his hands are controlled, forming a virtual attack. The real attack means pushing the enemy's elbow upwards, forcing the enemy's elbow to bend, then tilt backwards, kneel in front of his knees, and use the force of pulling each other forward and backwards to break the enemy's arm.

There are also the "turning longbow" when one hand is tied, the "pressing sea bridge" when the throat is restrained, the "Iron Man Mountain" when fighting against each other, the "cutting of Pisces" when the enemy's fingers are used to cut the enemy's fingers to win, and the "rolling stone" when the waist is held.

There are eight styles in total, each of which is a very concise and effective move. After Xu Jing passed on the eight styles to Ye Gu and the others, he taught them step by step and pointed out the key points of the movements.

After Ye Ziqi and Gu Feng first mastered it, they immediately began to practice each other's tricks, because they learned sword together since childhood, and have been practicing in the form of fighting and working together. Therefore, they learned new things together and made great progress.

After the third day of practice, the two of them were still practicing tirelessly. Xu Jing looked at them and suddenly praised: "Sure enough, you still need to have a partner in your practice to better grasp the key points."

The two of them hurriedly replied: "Thanks to Brother Xu who taught him well!"

Xu Jing smiled and asked Ye Ziqi again: "Brother Ye, do you have any understanding of this martial arts now?"

Ye Ziqi nodded and replied: "This set of martial arts seems to be mainly aimed at the situation of being suppressed by itself. It is a martial art designed to fight back against Jedi in defense.

By operating multiple joints at the same time, in a very short time, the whole body suddenly burst out, concentrate on attacking the enemy's weakness, and achieve the effect of defeating the enemy with one blow."

Xu Jing smiled with relief and said, "Yes, Brother Ye really has wisdom and has realized the essence so quickly. In fact, these martial arts are not really used when they are suppressed. Instead, it is important to concentrate their strength when the enemy exposes the empty gate and defeat the enemy with one blow.

However, when the enemy thinks that he is superior and is the easiest to reveal his empty door, this set of martial arts is designed based on this, but there can be more changes in actual combat."

Xu Jing turned to Gu Feng again and asked, "Brother Gu, do you feel these too?"

Gu Feng nodded.

"Okay! Then you can return to Xuelongpo!" Xu Jing smiled:

"But after I went there, I advise you not to rush to fight. It is best to watch someone else's competition for one day, see how others fight, think about simulation in your mind, and flexibly use the "Eight Gentleman Skills" to defeat the enemy. After all, to play the role of this set of martial arts in actual combat, it is not enough to just copy the moves, you have to use your brain!"

"Everything is followed by Brother Xu!" Ye Ziqi and Gu Feng immediately clasped their fists and said.

Xu Jing nodded with a smile. Since the plan was decided, the three of them immediately packed their luggage and set off.

Before leaving, the old farmer who was the head of the household where the three of them lived gave them some dry food. Because the old farmer heard that they were in the army, he said, "It's good to be a soldier. There are so many soldiers, so the horse thieves will not bully us."

Ye Ziqi didn't know how to explain to him that even if he became a soldier, the army would only guard Han Ye and would not care about the life and death of these small towns. He couldn't say this. After all, it was hard to refuse the kindness. After the three of them thanked him, they set out on the mountain road to Xuelongpo.

This time, when we walked to the top of the slope, there were more refugees lined up outside the military camp.

The three of them did not register as agreed before, but went to the bottom of the ring to watch the game. It was like entering an ant nest, which was the most lively place on the entire Xuelong slope, with the crowds buzzing.

The ring was transformed from an abandoned altar used in suburban sacrifice, which was five or six steps higher than the surrounding area. Flags were planted around and the boundaries were determined.

There were a large number of people around the ring, including refugees who had lost their homes, some who came to visit the army and wanted to take the opportunity to join the army, and even many people who lived in nearby villages and towns, but were just watching the fun, with complex elements. The biggest common point was that they were basically men.

Even after the competition failed on stage, many refugees continued to stay here. Perhaps they were unwilling to give up and continued to wait for opportunities, or perhaps they wanted to watch the fun, and they lived one day. This made more and more people here, far better than when Ye Gu and the other three came for the first time.

Although there were many refugees, there were still a circle of armored soldiers around the periphery, and several military teams were interspersed among the refugees, which were arranged like a certain formation in the army, so they calmed down the field and maintained the basic order. The most eye-catching one was undoubtedly the one sitting on the ring.

On the north side of the ring, several elite soldiers surrounded a large tiger-skin chair, and a middle-aged officer sat on it. After inquiring, they found out that they were General Lian Hongye's deputy general and the person who presided over the conference.

Xue Yi.

The three of them were moving forward when suddenly a fat man turned his head to Ye Ziqi. On his face, he looked at Ye Ziqi with small eyes, then he opened his mouth and shouted, "Hey! General Nine!"

Ye Ziqi was stunned for a moment.

He thought that so many days have passed, but what happened a few days ago is like a small wave, and it has long since turned over.

But the crowd stopped for a moment of shouting.

Then everyone around looked at Ye Ziqi in unison.

"Oh, this is the 'Nine Generals'!"

"What a real person! He hasn't left yet? Or is he back?"

"What are you talking about? They are coming back to inspect the military camp, right, General Nine?"

The faces that were tightly wrinkled by the cold suddenly showed teasing smiles and mocked Ye Ziqi and his group.

Ye Ziqi could not have thought that since he left, although the group of people who laughed at him had gone for a few times, the name "Nine Generals" has become a joke and has been widely circulated throughout the military camp.

Several versions have even evolved, some say that he claimed to have killed ninety horse thieves, and some say that he said he was nine hundred.

Like some other strange things during the "Military Examination", this became a topic of conversation for all refugees and even some soldiers. Of course, it was the most stupid and ridiculous of all topics. People passed on their mouths, danced with joy, and performed vividly.

Therefore, Ye Ziqi has now become the biggest famous figure in the entire "Martial Arts" period.

As a joke.

Of course, most people have never seen Ye Ziqi's true appearance, but the fat man happened to be in the queue at the gate of the military camp that day. After a slap, he recognized Ye Ziqi and immediately pointed it out to others as if Dayu had discovered the new Dazhou. He showed off his first discoverer of this matter.

Countless curious and mocking faces surged up, competing to look at Ye Ziqi, the famous clown. Many refugees even reached out to grab his body, arms and legs, just like they found a strange animal, who was about to touch and touch.

Ye Ziqi was immediately embarrassed and annoyed, and shouted, "Get out of the way!" He yelled like this, but how could the refugees give way to him? Instead, they were getting more and more crowded.

A layer of gold edge floated into his eyes.

Gu Feng noticed this change keenly, quickly grabbed Ye Ziqi's wrist and said, "Hold me up." He then took Ye Ziqi's hand and squeezed out in the crowd. Ye Ziqi saw Gu Feng's back and came back to his senses.

But Gu Feng's strength was far from enough. Fortunately, they also had the elder brother Xu Jing. Xu Jing was like a pioneer, walking in the front, pushing people away and moving forward. He led them out of the crowd.

"I'll sign up right away. I'll beat a few people to vent my anger." Ye Ziqi said viciously.

"No!" Xu Jing immediately taught a lesson: "Have you forgotten the essence of my martial arts?"

"Although a gentleman has a good battle, he is brave." Gu Feng said from the side.

"Brother Gu, remember! Brother Ye, you are in a mess now, how can you do any orders when fighting?" Xu Jing urged again.

Ye Ziqi bent down, took a few breaths to the ground, and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Then, Ye Ziqi and the other two ran to a deserted corner where they could barely see the ring. Because after all, they were not as good as the ring, and fewer people came to cause trouble for them. Even if there were, Gu Feng coldly took the person away.

Xu Jing began to explain the practical application of martial arts to them based on the situation on the ring. Gu Feng listened very seriously. Ye Ziqi kept staring at the ring with his eyes straight, and his eyes remained motionless for several hours. Xu Jing didn't know if he had listened to what he said.

But Xu Jing did not persuade him again. Because at this moment, even Xu Jing realized that Ye Ziqi's eyes were a little wrong. He couldn't tell what was wrong with these eyes, but he had a strong feeling that deep in the eyes of this young man, there seemed to be a ball of flame hiding, a ball of fire that was about to burn, as if it was about to burn the snow-long slope.

The next day, Ye Ziqi had to go to the military camp to register early in the morning.

Xu Jing agreed, because Ye Ziqi seemed to have recovered from sanity, and if he dragged on, he was afraid of spoiling trouble.

In front of the military camp, Ye Ziqi silently endured countless ridicule and finally arrived at the head of the line.

"Ya? You can sign the "Nine Generals"?" The chief clerk in charge of signing mocked him like this.

"My name is Ye Ziqi!" Ye Ziqi sounded, then grabbed the pen and wrote his name on the list, then threw the pen on the table.

The chief clerk was furious and shouted, "You—" was about to get up and scold him, but suddenly he heard a "split" sound, and the table in front of him was broken into two pieces and collapsed towards the middle! The chief clerk immediately turned hoarse, and the several refugees around him were in an uproar.

Ye Ziqi did not stop anymore, turned around and strode towards the ring.

Xu Jing’s feeling is not wrong.

At this time, Ye Ziqi's eyes were indeed golden, as if a ball of flames were lit.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!