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Chapter 14 Brothers discussing swords

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    Chen Wanrong yawned and came out of the house. Chen Wang was simmering by the stove, her face flushed: "Wanrong, get up!"

    "Mom, you got up so early." Chen Wanrong had to admire Chen Wang's habit of getting up early. If he didn't get up, he would almost miss breakfast: "Dad, are you up?"

    "He's up? Listen." Wang Chen curled his lips, a little disdainfully: "He drank so much last night, and he won't get up until the sun hits his buttocks. Wanrong, you drank last night  You have more than anyone else, how come you have nothing to do?" He blinked his eyes and looked at Chen Wanrong with a puzzled look on his face.

    The wines of the Tang Dynasty were mainly low-alcohol wines such as sake and rice wine, with a concentration of more than ten or twenty degrees. How can it be compared with the old wines of fifty or sixty degrees in modern society? Chen Wanrong drank it as plain water.  Chen Laoshi got drunk and got out of hand. He wanted to have a drink with Chen Wanrong. As a result, he fell down before he had finished three bowls of wine. It was the three wives of the Chen and Wang family who carried him to the bed.

    Chen Wanrong became very drunk and drank several bowls of wine by himself. He drank a jar of wine to the top before giving up. He gloriously completed the task of drinking up the jar as told by Chen Laoshi.

    "Mom, as long as you're in a good mood, you can drink as much as you want, that's about it." Chen Wanrong made excuses while listening to Chen Laoshi's thunderous snoring.  Judging from his loud snoring, he must have mistaken the day for night and was sleeping deeply.

    "When you are in a good mood, you can drink well?" Chen Wang looked at Chen Wanrong suspiciously and asked: "Wanrong, what happened to you so happy?"

    Chen Wanrong had to make up his lie: "Mom, although Zai Rong didn't join the army, he came first in everything during the selection. This is no different from winning the imperial examination. As the elder brother, I am naturally happy for him."

    Mentioning Chen Zairong's extraordinary performance in the talent selection, Chen Wang's face immediately bloomed: "This kid is good at this, diligent. He gets up early in the morning and practices swordsmanship outside. Wanrong  , wash your face first, and then eat after Zai Rong finishes sword practice. You won¡¯t wait for your father. He likes to sleep, so let him get enough sleep." He handed over a basin of hot water.

    "Thank you, mother!" Chen Wanrong took it and went to the yard with the basin.  When he came to the yard, he saw Chen Zairong holding a sword in his right hand, moving around in a flash. A long sword was changing in his hand. The sword was bright and graceful, and it looked like a swimming dragon. It was very impressive. Chen Wanrong couldn't help shouting:  "Good! Good swordsmanship!"

    "Brother, you're up!" Chen Zairong greeted him, drew his sword, and yelled. The long sword jumped up like a poisonous snake, drew an arc, and stabbed the wooden stake in front of him. It penetrated deeply into the wood. He had good wrist strength.  .

    "Okay!" Chen Wanrong knew that it took a lot of wrist strength to penetrate two inches of wood with a sword, so he couldn't help but cheer again and asked: "Zairong, who taught you this swordsmanship? It's amazing.  "

    Chen Zairong sheathed his sword and raised his head very proudly, his eyes shining brightly: "Master, he is very skilled in martial arts. This Returning Wind Sword Technique is his unique skill. Of course it is amazing. Brother, don't ask,  Even if you ask, I won't tell. I promised him not to tell anyone."

    Listening to his tone, it seemed that he had received guidance from an expert. Someone with such superb swordsmanship must be a master. Although Chen Wanrong was a little curious to know who this person was, he was very impressed by Chen Zairong's character of keeping his promises.  Appreciate it, so I won¡¯t ask anymore.

    "Zairong, that sword strike just now, why did you make an arc instead of a direct thrust?" Chen Zairong's sword strike just now was really cool. What surprised Chen Wanrong was that it had an arc instead of a straight thrust.  .

    Chen Wanrong didn't understand martial arts, so what he said was very amateurish. Chen Zairong explained to him: "Brother, you don't understand this. This move of Returning to the Wind Brushing Willow, if it doesn't draw an arc, can it still be called Returning to the Wind Brushing Willow?"  ?Aren¡¯t the willows in the wind all arcs?¡±

    "You draw an arc and the sword light is very beautiful, but is it useful? It is worse than a straight thrust." Chen Wanrong disagreed with his point of view: "The arc is just beautiful, it is useless in actual combat. In actual combat  The most important thing to focus on is the most effective attack and the most effective defense. When you draw an arc, you give your opponent a chance to counterattack. Because you use more time than your opponent, if your opponent ignores you and stabs you directly, you will be slower.  slow."

    Chen Wanrong doesn¡¯t know martial arts, but Brother Long¡¯s ¡°Classic Four and a Half Parts¡± has been read over and over again. I don¡¯t know how many times I have watched it. I am full of praise for Brother Long¡¯s unique skills of ¡°Li Sanjiao¡± and inch fist.  Therefore, Chen Wanrong has some understanding of Brother Long's fighting theory. The essence of Jeet Kune Do is two words: "offense" and "defense". In the final analysis, it is the most effective offense and the most effective defense.

    This arc is not like the arc of Tai Chi. It has another mystery and is inconsistent with Brother Long¡¯s fighting theory. Chen Wanrong thinks it is redundant.

    Chen Zairong didn't take Chen Wanrong's words seriously and said with a smile: "I'm faster than my opponent, you didn't even tell me." He stabbed out with his sword, and it was a straight thrust. There was a soft sound, and it hit the wooden stake.The depth of the wood was much deeper than the sword strike just now, and I couldn't help but exclaim: "Brother, you mean straight thrust?" He raised his hand and stabbed straight through with the sword again, but this time it didn't penetrate the wood deeply, and he shook his head in confusion.

    "Yes! In fighting, don't use those useless moves. All you need to do is the most effective attack and the most effective defense. If you do these two things, you will be a good swordsman.  "Chen Wanrong still answered according to Brother Long's Jeet Kune Do theory.

    Chen Zairong's long sword stabbed straight at him one after another, but each sword was not as good as the other, and the thrust of the sword was shallower than the other. He shook his head in frustration: "It won't work, it won't work."

    Chen Wanrong guided Chen Zairong based on Brother Long's inch fist theory: "There is a kind of power called inch strength. You have to concentrate all your body's strength on one point and explode it, which can break the board."

    "Concentrate your whole body's strength on one point? Brother, how can you do it?" Chen Zairong muttered, and if he had any enlightenment, he asked for advice.

    Chen Wanrong has never practiced martial arts. As for how to do it, there is no way to teach him. He can only use empty words to teach him: "It depends on you to understand it. It relies on explosive power. The strength of the whole body is concentrated to a point and then explodes."  "

    Practicing martial arts requires understanding. Although these words are empty, Chen Zairong believed that they made sense. He followed the words and understood them. He held the sword in his right hand, looked at the sky, and murmured to himself: "Concentrate your strength on one point, concentrate your strength on one point."  ¡­¡±

    Chen Wanrong knew that he could not be disturbed at this time of year, so he ignored him and just washed his face.  After washing your face, put a small amount of fried salt into your mouth and wipe your teeth with a piece of cloth.  In the Tang Dynasty, there were no toothpastes or toothbrushes, so oral hygiene had to rely on powdered salt.

    Chen Zai Rong still stood like that. Chen Wanrong did not bother him. He picked up the basin and entered the house. As soon as he turned around, he heard Chen Zai Rong shouting loudly. It was like a roar of thunder, shaking the eardrums. Chen Wanrong turned around and saw  The long sword in Chen Zairong's hand was like a sword, thrusting straight towards the wooden stake, penetrating deep into the wood, no less than half a foot.

    Chen Wanrong was about to say hello, but when he saw the long sword was broken inch by inch, the broken sword fell to the ground with a clanking sound, and he secretly screamed that it was a pity.  This sword was hard-won and was his lifeblood. If it was destroyed like this, Chen Zairong would definitely feel distressed.

    However, something unexpected happened to Chen Wanrong. Chen Zairong looked surprised and shouted excitedly: "I understand, it must be like this!" He clenched his right hand into a fist and hit the wooden stake, only to hear a bang  With a loud sound, the wooden pile broke with a click, flew far away, and fell to the ground with a thud.

    It¡¯s so amazing to realize Cun Jin so quickly. It¡¯s even more powerful than Brother Long. It¡¯s so unbelievable that Chen Wanrong was so surprised that he even forgot to applaud.

    Chen Zairong did not expect that the power of a punch was so powerful. He was surprised and opened his mouth wide.  After being stunned for a while, he jumped up and shouted excitedly: "Brother, I know, that's it!"

    He clenched his right hand into a fist and hit another wooden stake. Unfortunately, the wooden stake stood quietly on the spot. Chen Zairong covered his fist and bent over in pain. His face was ashen, he couldn't help but suck in the cold air and let out a slight shudder.  sound.

    "Zairong, what's wrong with you?" Chen Wanrong was also shocked. He quickly put the basin on the ground, ran over and took his right hand to check. Fortunately, there was no damage to his fist.

    Chen Wanrong's scream was so loud that Chen Wang also heard it and hurriedly rushed out of the house. When he saw the appearance of the two brothers, he couldn't help but asked anxiously: "Zairong, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"  ?¡±

    "Mom, it's nothing." Chen Zairong gritted his teeth and endured the heartbreaking pain, and burst out a few words from between his teeth.

    "People are like this, are you okay?" Chen Wang was anxious, her eyes were red, and she almost cried.

    Chen Zairong endured the pain and tried to speak calmly: "Mom, I'm really fine. My hand when driving the stakes has some pain. It will be fine after the pain passes. If you have been injured before, don't worry."

    "What are you doing driving stakes?" Chen Laoshi came out of the house holding up his pants. He was still hungover and his eyes were blurred with sleep. He started to scold: "Just practice sword practice. You have nothing to do after eating? Zai Rong, this is you  Beaten?" The last sentence was almost screamed, as if he had discovered a new world and pointed at the wooden stake without moving.

    Mrs. Chen Wang rolled her eyes and scolded angrily: "Old man, why are you causing so much trouble? You are so big, but you still scream like a child?"

    "Look!" Chen Laoshi pointed at the wooden stake and couldn't close his mouth.

    His voice was full of surprise. Chen Wanrong and the others became curious and looked at the wooden pile. The wooden pile sunk into a pit, and the four joints on the fist surface were like imprints.  Chen Zairong hurriedly put his right fist on the mark, and it fit perfectly. The pain on his face disappeared completely, and was replaced by excitement: "Brother, you are right, the strength of the whole body must be concentrated and exploded."  Only then can it be powerful. Brother, I already know a little bit about it, and there are still some issues that I haven¡¯t figured out yet. Once I figure it out, I¡¯ll knock this wooden stake away with one punch.¡±

    Inch Fist is a very advanced martial art. It took a long time for Brother Long to master it with his talent. Even though Chen Zairong is smart and wants to surpass Brother Long, Chen Wanrong still doesn¡¯t believe it.  It is already rare for him to be able to touch some secrets in such a short period of time.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)I haven't figured out these issues yet, but when I do, I'm sure to knock the stake away with one punch.  "

    Inch Fist is a very advanced martial art. It took a long time for Brother Long to master it with his talent. Even though Chen Zairong is smart and wants to surpass Brother Long, Chen Wanrong still doesn¡¯t believe it.  It is already rare for him to be able to touch some secrets in such a short period of time.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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