As a mid-level second-level warrior, with this level of force, under normal circumstances, there is no chance that he would have the chance to become the close guard of Prince Zhenbei.
But Jun Xing doesn't care about these doubts...
When Jun Xing saw Tie Mian for the first time, he realized that this man had extraordinary bones and was a good young man in martial arts.
If he hadn't already had Yan Wulu, who was more in line with his legacy, as his only closed disciple, otherwise, he would have wanted to recruit him as a disciple.
"The bones are good, with the strength of a mid-level second-level warrior."
Although Jun Xing has always been called an old guy by Yan Dong, he is dressed in blue brocade clothes and a silver mask. He has a tall and straight posture and looks extraordinary.
Jun Xing walked slowly around Tie Mian, looking at him carefully, and for a moment he seemed like a young aristocrat selecting goods.
Tie Mian still stood respectfully on the spot. Even if his strength was seen by the opponent at a glance, Tie Mian did not make many changes...
"...Very good. It's a character I like. I'll be Wu Lu's training partner for you in the second stage of training."
When you act and speak, the coffin is sealed.
But Tiemian remained unmoved, and the two masked people felt a little funny in Yan Wulu's eyes at this moment.
"Iron Face."
Yan Wulu opened his mouth, heard the words with an iron face, bowed and held the sword in his hand, "My subordinate is here."
"From now on, you will be my training partner and practice martial arts with me."
"I obey my orders."
Jun Xing found it interesting to see that Tiemian seemed to only listen to his apprentice's words.
He slowly came to the side of Zhenbei Wang Yandong and asked curiously——
"Did you arrange this guard for my apprentice? He seems to be quite capable and loyal."
"No." Yan Dong denied, with profound meaning, "... Lu'er found this by himself. As for being capable and loyal? Maybe."
…
The second stage of martial arts practice.
For Yan Wulu, at this stage, in addition to practicing sword postures and internal strength, what is equally important is the art of actual combat against the enemy.
The class evaluation of warriors is just a rough judgment based on a standard commonly stipulated by most warriors, and does not necessarily represent absolute combat strength.
Especially practical experience, etc...
Over the years, there have been countless examples of experienced low-level warriors leapfrogging and killing high-level warriors.
In order to improve Yan Wulu's actual combat skills when facing enemies, he needs to choose a warrior whose strength is slightly above him to fight with him.
Guarding the Iron Mask is such a role.
…
During this period of time, Yan Wulu fought with Tiemen no less than a hundred times.
From the beginning, Yan Wulu would be defeated within a dozen moves, but gradually he could survive twenty, thirty moves, and even occasionally gain the upper hand.
At the same time, Yan Wulu also discovered Tie Mian's love and curiosity for martial arts practice.
Even though Iron Mask's entire head was covered in an iron mask, the light in those eyes was enough to explain everything.
One day, Jun Xing specially explained to Yan Wulu about the acupuncture points when the technique was running. As a sparring partner and a bodyguard, Jun Xing was about to leave to avoid suspicion.
But Yan Wulu kept him.
Anyway, it was just some simple and basic exercises. Even if he was left to observe, Master Junxing probably wouldn't mind.
The result was indeed as Yan Wulu expected, Jun Xing had no intention of driving away the other party.
And Tiemian, after the initial shock, became endlessly grateful to the Crown Prince Yan Wulu...
Martial arts is one of the few pursuits he has left in this life.
…
it's clear.
In today's school martial arts field, Yan Wulu listened to Jun Xing and Yan Dong's suggestions, and began to try to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in a more intuitive and new way, and circulate the acupuncture points to operate the skills, in order to achieve more majestic results.
internal energy savings.
After arranging the training tasks, Yan Dong and Jun Xing left separately.
Only the two guards, Iron Mask, who were protected by Yan Wulu and their sparring partners, were left in the school martial arts field.
Even in this huge Zhenbei Palace, Jiang Yueling is probably the only one who would call the Crown Prince Yan Wulu this way... Of course, this is without the presence of Zhenbei King Yan Dong.
Tie Mian, who was in charge of sparring and stood beside Yan Wulu, froze slightly after hearing these words.
That sweet girl's voice, that agility has a sweet and familiar feeling...
For some reason, he suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling of betrayal in his heart.
But obviously...it has nothing to do with myself.
"It turns out to be Yueling."
Upon hearing this, Yan Wulu stood up straight away and stopped sensing the aura of heaven and earth.
He walked slowly for a few steps and met Jiang Yueling.
The latter brought some pastries and came specially to visit Yan Wulu, who was practicing martial arts.
"Brother Wulu, these are the cakes Yueling made for you personally, as well as your favorite osmanthus cake."
"Thank you." Yan Wulu chuckled.
"Brother Wu Lu is really interesting. How can you be so polite to Yue Ling?"
"It's not a bad idea to raise a case with eyebrows raised and treat each other with respect as guests." Yan Wulu responded calmly.
Hearing this, Jiang Yueling seemed to smile secretly, and deliberately raised the pastry box above her eyebrows, "Then, please enjoy it, Brother Wulu."
…
Seeing the two people flirting and flirting in front of him, Ye Changtian, who was hiding behind the iron mask, felt even more disappointed in his heart.
He suddenly felt that maybe his sister had finally... found her own happiness.
Maybe Yan Dong coerced and lured the Jiang family, but maybe he married the right husband by mistake.
Ye Changtian stood quietly on the spot.
Fortunately, he now wears a ruthless and colorless iron mask on his face, which makes people only think that he is cold and heartless, but not see his extremely lost face.
"Brother Wulu, who... is that?"
"My newly recruited guard - Tiemian, will practice with me." Yan Wulu replied simply.
On that day, one of the three conditions he promised Ye Changtian to follow him and supervise him was that he required Ye Changtian to conceal his identity and not let anyone know, especially Jiang Yueling.
As for Jiang Yueling, Yan Wulu claimed that he had taken medicine at the time, barely allowing Ye Changtian to regain consciousness for a moment, and then asked Ye Changtian to tell Jiang Yueling that he was going to Yaowang Valley to seek medical treatment and to leave the Northland temporarily.
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"It turns out that he is the new guard who is practicing with Brother Wulu. Do you want to taste some pastries together?" Jiang Yueling said, and raised the pastry box in his hand to the iron masked man.
Yan Wulu said lightly while eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand——
"Iron Mask, never take off your mask during guarding, he won't eat it."
As if to echo Yan Wulu's words, the man in iron mask really ignored Jiang Yueling...
Jiang Yueling felt bored. After saying "Oh", she continued to sit next to Yan Wulu.
The man in the iron mask in the distance seemed to be an unreasonable guy. He turned around, as if he felt that the intimate interaction between Jiang Yueling and Yan Wulu was not disrespectful.
Jiang Yueling still felt a little strange...
Especially the back of the man in the iron mask is very familiar.
But thinking about it, it seems that there are many clan members with such tall figures...
Yan Wulu has such a figure, but Yan Wulu is not as stiff as the Iron Masked Man. He is obviously taller and more casual and noble.