Speaking of which, Wen Yuan only knew that the standardized system of martial arts in this era had not yet been formed, so he did not know how to divide the realm of martial arts. In addition to physical exercise, he only knew how to practice the fighting skills of battle formations.
At this moment, Wen Yuan couldn't help but listen when he heard the world's famous martial arts talking about this.
Seeing Wen Yuan was very interested, Wang Yue nodded secretly and said, "The martial arts in the world are divided into four levels, one is the skin and fur, which is just brute force and roughly knows how to use it. This village is ordinary martial artist, and the other is the bones. Practice it to build its foundation to strengthen its body. The bones are as hard as iron and stone, and the form and temperament are as majestic as Mount Tai. If you are successful in practicing, you can fight ten, and you can become a second-rate."
Wang Yue paused and said, "The third is Yi Jin. Refining it to ease the membrane and grow its tendons. The strength is connected vertically and horizontally, and it grows infinitely. It is not difficult to get from Yi Jin to Yi Jin. However, most people who practice martial arts in the world stop at this realm and have a little understanding, they can become first-class. However, the more they go up, the more difficult it is to practice. No one in ten thousand can reach the peak of this realm. He was the top master at that time!"
Wen Yuan deeply agreed. According to Wang Yue, he should be between first-class and top-notch masters now, and his martial arts are becoming increasingly difficult to improve recently. He should have reached a bottleneck in the Yijin realm. At that time, the powerful generals Lu Bu, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and others should be at the peak of this realm.
Wen Yuan didn't care about this. He was still young, and there was still a chance to increase his understanding of martial arts. He remembered that in this era, when the martial arts of military generals reached its peak only when they were around forty years old. Now he was only twenty-four years old. As long as he was attentive, his martial arts would make great progress.
Seeing Wen Yuan thinking, Wang Yue coughed and woke him up, and said, "The fourth is to clean the marrow. Practice it to clear the inside to relax the body. The inside is clear and empty: use the spirit and energy, and the body moves without stagnation. It is as light as a feather, and it is transformed into a bone! At this point, martial arts can be transformed into simplified and return to the essence, so it is called the innate realm!" Speaking of this, Wang Yue looked up at the sky with a crazy look on his face, and then sighed for a while: "It's a pity that this realm is confusing. If you don't have the stunning talent, it is extremely difficult to understand. Today, only the gun prodigy Yuan has reached this realm. I have been obsessed with swordsmanship all my life and have worked hard on the sword for more than 30 years. Now there are forty-seven, and I can only see the way."
"Why tell me this?"
"These things are nothing to do with you, but since you have already wade into this muddy water, don't think about living again. You can reach the top level of martial arts at a young age. It would be a pity if you die because of this. If you are willing to be my teacher and do not obstruct me from doing things, I would like to open my side and let you have a way out."
Wen Yuan was unmoved and said, "If you are willing to let Dad Ren and the people of Muer Village go along with the same path, what's the harm in taking your master? If you are determined to do it, please forgive me for your difficulty in obedience!"
"If it is a normal thing, what's wrong with me agreeing to you? This matter is of great importance. I have already made a great oath in front of one person. This trip will definitely complete the mission!"
Wen Yuan couldn't help but ask, "What's the big deal? I want to kill an innocent citizen!"
Wang Yue wanted to speak but stopped, and then he was silent for a while and said, "You can't know about this matter. You can choose now. Be my teacher, be a student, overestimate yourself and die!"
During this conversation, Wen Yuan knew that Wang Yue had no malice towards him, but he cherished him very much. Wen Yuan was grateful. At this time, his disgust towards Wang Yue had long disappeared. However, he did not hate him and did not delay, but Wang Yue wanted to kill old man Ren, and Wen Yuan could never agree!
Although he knew he was not Wang Yue's opponent, he remembered the care of Mr. Ren and the warm family affection, Wen Yuan said with a sigh: "Since you are determined to do your own thing, you can only sacrifice your life to accompany you!"
A trace of anger flashed in Wang Yue's eyes, and a fierce murderous aura surged all over his body. He stared at Wen Yuan fiercely and shouted: "Okay! Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for showing mercy!"
Wen Yuan was cautious. When talking about the battle, he knew that the person in front of him was definitely the biggest opponent he had encountered in his life! The nervousness was not good except for his stiff movements, so he tried hard to calm himself down and stared at Wang Yue with his eyes narrowed.
Seeing this, Wang Yue reduced his murderous aura around him and sighed, "What a pity! Boy, I don't think you have any weapons at your disposal, and you won't be convinced even if you kill you. I don't need this Qiu Shuang sword. You can go find two long swords and have a fair duel."
Wen Yuan had no weapon to use except for two cut spears. Hearing this, his favour towards Wang Yue increased a little more. He took two long swords from the corpse beside him, and divided one and handed it to Wang Yue.
Wang Yue's hands were big and thick, and his fingers were slender, covered with thick calluses. With a clang, the sword was unsheathed. Wang Yue flicked his fingers lightly, and the sword made a clear dragon roar.
"Get a move!"
Wen Yuan knew that he was not as good as Wang Yue, so his sword was unsheathed and fiercely shouted, "Look at the move!" After drinking, he rubbed his body and slashed at Wang Yue's chest!
Wang Yue took a step forward and greeted him with his sword. With a clang, sparks flew everywhere. Wang Yue took three steps in a row. There was a gap as big as a grain of rice on the long sword, and Wen Yuan also took two steps back.
"What a strong heart!" Wang Yue's eyes flashed with admiration, and then he snorted coldly, "But just having strong heart can't beat me!" After that, he stabbed Wen Yuan in his chest with a sword.
Wen Yuan waved his sword to greet him. With a test just now, he knew that Wang Yue was not as strong as him, so he could only infinitely amplify this advantage to be able to have vitality.
Seeing the two swords intersect, Wang Yue snorted coldly, shook his wrist with a slanted body, circled the sword and cut it towards Wenyuan's left shoulder.
Wen Yuan waved his sword and greeted him again. Unexpectedly, Wang Yue's sword posture changed again. The long sword entered the palace straight, and the tip of the sword kept trembling, covering Wen Yuan's body. When he approached, he suddenly stabbed Wen Yuan's waist and abdomen!
Wen Yuan waved his sword sideways and still rushed in the air. He blocked this several times, but he never intersected with Wang Yue's long sword. Instead, Wang Yue's sword was erratic and swift, emitting a wave of murderous intent. Gradually, Wen Yuan could not even keep up with the rhythm and could only defend passively.
However, even so, Wang Yue still refused to fight with Wen Yuan. The long sword in his hand floated like a ghost, stabbing out more than twenty swords in succession, but he did not make a sound of gold and iron clashing!
Wen Yuan was sweating profusely on his back, and he was used to the big opening and closing on the battlefield. This kind of fighting without weapons and valuing speed skills made him extremely uncomfortable. The long sword supported the left and right. Just as he protected this side, Wang Yue's sword had already covered his vital points from the other side!
Moreover, Wang Yue's speed was getting faster and faster, and Wen Yuan was gradually overwhelmed. He had only one strength but could not use it, just like a punch hitting the air, so stuffy that it was suffocating.