The young man looked at me and saw that I was still kind. He clasped his fists and saluted and said, "Sir, I am from the north. There was a war in my hometown five years ago. My army was defeated. The Mongolian soldiers were killing people and setting fires everywhere.
My father led the villagers to resist desperately and protected my mother, me and a few other villagers from escaping into the back mountains. However, my father and others were beaten to death by the Mongolian soldiers. Six months ago, my mother also died of illness and was on her deathbed.
He told me before that I must go south to the place where the Han people live. He said that the south is the only home for us Han people. He told me not to be a slave to the subjugation of the country. He also asked me to tell the emperor if I have the opportunity in the future that the Han people in the north miss me.
Your Majesty, I have been hoping that your Majesty will be able to rescue them. After burying my mother, several orphaned teenagers from the village and I secretly went down the mountain and fled to the south. Unexpectedly, we encountered Mongolian soldiers several times along the way. They, how many of them were there?
They were all killed, and I was the only one who escaped."
When the young man said this, his eyes were filled with anger, and he continued: "I traveled south all the way, traveling at night and staying day and night. I bypassed many Mongolian soldiers on the way, and finally entered the land of our dynasty more than a month ago. I thought to myself
The emperor lives in the capital, so he came to Lin'an three days ago. I had no money. Apart from begging for a steamed bun, I had been hungry for three days. I happened to hear that young guards were being recruited here, and this year I
I was seventeen years old. I thought that if I could join the royal guards, I would have a chance to see the emperor. I could tell the emperor what my mother said and ask the emperor to lead troops to the north to drive away the Mongols, which would save our north.
The Han people."
When I heard this, I felt sour and almost shed tears. I thought to myself, it is really hard for these simple people to have to deal with a foolish king. For these people, no matter what, I should revive the Song Dynasty and conquer the Central Plains. I
He quickly interrupted the young man's words and said to Wen Zhang: "This young general, can you bring this young man some food first?"
When Wen Zhang heard this, he didn't dare to neglect, so he hurriedly turned around and went to the house to bring out some dry food.
The young man was not polite. He finished the dry food in a few gulps, took another sip of water and said: "My father used to be the martial arts instructor of the Song Dynasty Xiang Army. Because he didn't want to see his superiors deducting military rations, he took me and
My mother returned to her hometown in the countryside. I have been studying art with my father since I was a child. In the past few years in the mountains, I have never stopped. I think I will be able to pass the test based on what I have learned. I must see the emperor and bring my mother to the exam.
My last words were to tell the emperor that if I had the chance, I would like to ask the emperor to let me lead troops north to drive the Mongols out of my hometown."
I nodded and said movedly: "Little General, since this young man has this ambition, I think the general can try his martial arts skills himself. If he can survive three moves under the little general, let him take part in the test. After passing, he can try his martial arts skills."
Go and apply for a new household registration certificate, what does the general think?"
Yuan Ji said that although Wen Zhang's martial arts skills were slightly inferior to Lan Yu Shen Mo, at his age, he was definitely a genius in martial arts, and he was stronger than Lan Yu Shen Mo when he was young.
Firstly, I wanted to see this young man's martial arts, and also wanted Wen Zhang to show off his superb martial arts, so that I could subdue these future young guards.
When Wen Zhang saw me opening his mouth, he naturally obeyed.
"What the young master said is absolutely true. Brother, let's go and let's go to the side and have a test."
Although the young man's clothes were shabby, he was standing on the field with a suspicious look and a calm attitude. His fists were slightly clenched, and he seemed to have a certain momentum. The young man seemed to have sensed that Wen Zhang was a strong martial artist, so he put up a defensive position and said in his mind that he only needed to hold on to three moves.
When Wen Zhang saw me watching from the sidelines, he also wanted to show off. He took the method of making light of his body to the extreme, and in an instant he bullied the young man and directly attacked with his right fist.
The Longhushan sect was known for its physical skills, but the young man had never seen such a fast speed. He panicked and hurriedly waved his fists to block. Wen Zhang shouted "Okay" in a low voice and touched the opponent with his right fist without waiting.
The left hand formed into a palm and cut directly into the opponent's empty door. The young man reacted quickly enough and hurriedly retracted his left fist to defend, but he was still half a beat late. Fortunately, the young man had a strong body. Although he was hit by Wen Zhang's left palm, he only took three steps back.
Stand firm.
"Not bad, come back for my second move."
Wen Zhang laughed and punched again.
The testers watching the game kept cheering for both sides, and the stadium was filled with roars.
The young man tried his best, moved both fists together, and struck several consecutive blows before he could catch Wen Zhang's second move.
I also saw that Wen Zhang did not try his best at all. Although he was just understating it and throwing a punch at will, this ghostly speed was no longer something that a young man at this level could withstand. My mind was slightly moving, and I flashed several Tai Tai moves in succession.
Zu Changquan, but found that even at such a speed, I couldn't resist.
"What a quick move." Xiao Qi also praised.
At this time, most of the people watching the battle thought that the young man had no strength to catch the opponent's third move, so all the cheers were given to the young man, "Come on, brother, hold on, there is only one last move left."
"This young general is really powerful. From now on, he will look more honest to his subordinates."
"It's really good to learn such superb martial arts from this young general."
The testers all thought the same thing.
Wen Zhang changed his moves very quickly, taking advantage of the young man's new strength and the old strength to wane, he shouted "Third move", and as soon as he finished his voice, he punched out again.
The young man seemed to know that this third move was difficult to take, and was unwilling to fail in the exam. He suddenly spread his hands, opened the door wide, and was immediately hit by Wen Zhang in the chest. However, the young man surrounded Wen Zhang with his hands, and he also hugged Wen Zhang.
Fortunately, Wen Zhang's fist only used a small amount of force, and when it hit the opponent's chest, he regained most of his strength, otherwise the young man would have died on the spot. Even so, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of the young man's mouth, and he shook a few times.
But he finally regained his footing.
This round ended with a flash of lightning. The few spectators who reacted secretly thought, what kind of trick is this?
The young man's face was pale, but he still held his head high and said, "Three moves and I'm still alive."
Wen Zhang was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said: "Okay, passed. You can take a rest first and then you can take the next test."
Only then did most of the audience react, applauding and shouting: "Brother, good job."
"This young man is quite strong." Yuan Ji said with a smile, "Young master said that as long as the young man could not fall down in three moves under Wenzhang's fist, he would be considered a pass. The young man knew that he was unable to escape the third blow, so he sacrificed his body to get injured.
To achieve the goal of being invincible, the movement skills of the Longhushan sect are really fast and hard to guard against. In fact, if Wen Zhang tried his best with his first move, he could already knock down the opponent. In the future, once the young master learns the shadowless technique, he can at least be able to defeat him.
Invincible."
"You can escape if you can't beat him, right?" I smiled, "Sir, what do you think of this young man's martial arts skills?"
Yuan Ji said anxiously: "Master Yanxiao, this young man has a physical illness. He needs to give birth to a healthy body. If he can understand the characteristics of Wen Zhang's fast movement, he can support about five or six moves. He is pretty good at this age. In the future,
If you get Wen Zhang's guidance, you will become a good player."
"Haha, it's quite interesting. Let's go back and come back the next day."
"Young master, aren't you worried that that young man will be a spy sent by Mongolia?" Lu Xiufu asked calmly on the way back.
"I'm not worried. If it's a detailed work sent by Mongolia, all the procedures will be done. Maybe it's a lie that's real, and a real one. And when the young man told his origins, the look of hatred towards the Mongols was in his eyes.
It’s hard to pretend, unless he is an actor.”
Lu Xiufu said: "The virtual and the real, the real and the virtual, the art of war is like this, and the craftsmanship is also like this. It seems that everything has the same principle."
Yuan Ji and Wen Tianxiang also nodded at the same time and said: "Young master, I have great views, but I don't know who the best actor is?"