"No, I practice live ammunition 100 times a day, and I can't relax. I can't dodge this bullet now, which proves that I can't defeat Yu Qingcheng 100%! Ninagawa-kun, please don't be soft-hearted, I can still persevere. The expression on Fujita's face has always remained the same, his practice is completely real, and there is no body armor, which fully demonstrates the tenacity of his "robot" to the practitioners around him.

But it's been three full months since he started his live-fire training, and Fujita hasn't taken a crucial step.

"But, Your Excellency Fujita, even if there is no bullet, the bullet will hurt you a lot, and I think it is best to stop here today, because the military headquarters of the Great Nikzai Empire cannot do without you. When Ninagawa heard this, he immediately knelt on the ground and said very sincerely. His current performance is not much different from that of the members of the Imperial Martial Arts Association, as if he has been completely brainwashed by Fujita Tsuyoshi's thoughts in the past three months.

"Warhead...... Fujita Tsuyoshi listened to Ninagawa's words and seemed to have found the crux of the problem. I saw that he picked up the pistol from the ground, took a real bullet, loaded it, and then pushed it into the muzzle.

Ninagawa was stunned for a moment, and saw Fujita Tsuyoshi put the gun in his hand.

"Stand up, Ninagawa-kun, this time, hit me with a real bullet. Fujita raised Ninagawa's hand holding the gun and pressed it against his chest. "I finally understand now that only under the real bullet can I fully appreciate the horror between life and death, and only then can I break through and pursue the true meaning of martial arts! If I die, please inherit my legacy, practice hard, and defeat China's martial arts. ”

"Hey!" all the people around him knelt down.

A tragic atmosphere suddenly filled the entire Iwate Mountain.

"Shoot, Ninagawa-kun, for the sake of the martial arts of our Great Nichisaki Empire!" Fujita yelled angrily, then closed his eyes. Ninagawa recovered from his daze, but it was as if he had just returned to the time when he had just followed Tsuyoshi Fujita and pointed a gun at him for the first time, and boundless fear spread from his heart. At this time, he realized that although he had experienced such a harsh cultivation, the distance between him and Fujita Tsuyoshi was still too far away.

The people around him also fell to the ground and shouted in unison: "Please, Mr. Ninagawa!"

"I'm ......" Ninagawa's hand trembling a little as he looked at Tsuyoshi Fujita in front of him. This man, however, has always been resolute and unwavering, as if the person holding a gun to his opponent is not Ninagawa, but himself.

An autumn wind blew, and a wave blew over the flat grass. Three full months have passed, and now that it is September, the temperature in early autumn is already a little cool, and the animals on Mt. Iwate seem to feel this solemn mood, and they don't even make a sound.

Fujita's breath seems to have really begun to affect heaven and earth, and affect nature.

Such a realm!

"Chief Fujita......" At this moment, a slender man ran from the shadow of the mountain in the distance. Everyone glanced slightly, he was wearing a neat suit, gold wire round glasses, and a very neatly trimmed beard, it was none other than Fujita Tsuyoshi's military adviser, Takuya Kimura. With a document in his hand, he hurried up to the clearing of Mt. Iwate, gasping for air.

Obviously, a civilian like Kimura ran up such a high mountain and exhausted him.

But when he saw what he saw, his breathing stopped! Hardly thinking, Kimura shouted, "Ah...... Woooo

Bang!

But his wild roar really alarmed Ninagawa Emon! I only heard a loud sound of a pistol, and suddenly the surrounding birds and beasts flew out. The sun had sunk below the horizon, and the eastern sky was beginning to be covered with bright stars, and Kimura stood trembling all over, and then saw a silhouette not far away, a man shook softly, and finally fell to the ground.

"Chief Fujita!" Kimura rushed up desperately, almost falling to the ground. But he saw that it was not Fujita who also fell to the ground, but Ninagawa Emon, who was overly nervous, with a cold sweat on his face, and his body was stirring. After that, everyone looked at the silhouette still standing: Fujita slowly opened his eyes and pulled open his robe with his hand, leaving a hole in it that had been pierced by bullets.

And his body, however, was unscathed.

"Oh my God...... At this time, not only Kimura, but also Ninagawa, Ino, and all the members of the military department looked at this Kamisa officer of the Imperial Martial Arts Association in disbelief. "Miracles...... It's a miracle......"

Who else can there be but a god who is not even afraid of a gun?

"What's the matter, Advisor Kimura. Fujita was still so indifferent, as if nothing had happened. Kimura recovered a little bit of his thoughts, stepped forward and said, "Mr. Fujita, please ask the Imperial Military Association from Victoria, what are your next plans, what are the arrangements......

Yu ...... Lean...... ...... city" Fujita Gang's face finally showed his signature sneer, "Naturally, I want to go to China again, I want to invite Yu Tingcheng out, compete with her officially, and make the final decision!"

"Hey!"

……

In mid-September, Jinmen, China, on the coast of the Bohai Sea.

Collapse!

A crisp bowstring sounded, and Yu Qingcheng stood on the beach by the sea, holding a four-foot-long, pure steel big bow in his hand, which was being filled over and over again! This is a big bow with a pulling force of sixty-two catties that she found a craftsman after communicating with Xiang Cen, and ordinary people can't even pull it open. It's Yu Chengcheng, after opening the empty strings, he feels a spasm all over his body.

This beach is also much more lively than before at this time. In addition to Yu Chengcheng, there were also Pang Xinglong and other coaches of the martial arts hall who were holding hands on the side to discuss and exchange boxing techniques, and there were some students who had just entered the school in the distance, as well as recruits in the army, who were selected and began to learn to stand on the pile. Among them, there are Wang Gensheng, bullet magazines and other veterans, they got the news and ran over to learn kung fu from Yu Qingcheng.

After September, the academy has officially opened. Although this martial arts hall did not soar into the sky, the strength of the students was absolutely guaranteed. Moreover, these coaches and students are all masters of martial arts, and now if someone wants to come to the gym, they have to weigh it.

Therefore, Yu Qingcheng opened his bow on the beach and pondered his fist intentions, but he was also at ease.

"Sure enough, in ancient boxing, when fighting against each other, it must be the king of a hundred soldiers with a gun. However, another kind of cold weapon is the bow! Compared with the gun, the bow is obviously more power-consuming, and it is not easy to master, no wonder in the ancient imperial examinations, the six arts put riding and archery in the first place? ”

Although Yu Tingcheng is not highly educated, he still knows some knowledge of history because of his intensive study of national arts. Before the Sui and Tang dynasties, China's officials were all served by scholars, reaching the point of hereditary, so the officials were weak and the national strength declined, which led to the disaster of the Five Hu Chaos. Therefore, after the Sui and Tang dynasties, the state changed the recommendation system to the imperial examination system, and candidates must be proficient in the six arts to be qualified to be officials.

The first of the six arts is mounted archery.

Although Yu Chengcheng did not ride a horse, he also complemented each other with a horse step and a bow, so he also knew that those Jinshi in ancient times must also be people who were both civil and military.

Of course, in the Ming and Qing dynasties, the country completely banned weapons, the imperial examination canceled cavalry and archery, and the national strength weakened again. It can be seen that people's customs and national strength have always been closely related. If a country bans this and that, and raises the people as pigs, its national strength will weaken over time, and it will become the "Great Qing Dynasty Pill".

"A simple bow and arrow stand contains so many truths. It seems that the true path of seeking the Tao is more important later on, and the spiritual cultivation is more important. The more you learn, the less you know!"

"Allure, you are also the political commissar of the party committee of the hospital, don't you care about things all day? Cheng Rui and these civilian cadres rarely got off work, walked to the beach to breathe in the fresh air, looked at Yu Qingcheng's leisurely appearance, and did not hide their jealousy. Yu Qingcheng glanced back at everyone, and shrugged helplessly.

Indeed, after the college entrance examination, the college was busy recruiting students throughout the summer. However, there are always ups and downs, and after the consultation that seemed lively at first, the number of people who actually signed up after the college entrance examination was not very impressive. Although the score line of the academy is not high, and it is also divided into the level of junior college, in this era, going to a martial arts academy always makes people feel that it is not so formal, at least it is not the first choice of these people.

Until the end of August, the freshmen who filled in the volunteers in various places did not pretend to be less than one department. After all, students who are admitted to the first choice will not consider other schools.

However, these things are not something that can be solved immediately. Fortunately, the Central Military Commission is not unprepared for this, and organizationally selects conscripts and non-commissioned officers who want to study further their studies from among the recruits of some local military districts, and they have signed up for the academy, at least in terms of the scene. After all, when I went to school here, I was also a national defense student, and I had the opportunity to be promoted from a soldier to a senior non-commissioned officer, and I didn't have to worry about no one responding.

At this time, the originally empty college playground was already full of freshmen who had applied for the entrance examination to participate in the university's military training. There are also recruits recruited from the local area, as well as some soldiers from other military regions who have come here, also form a phalanx for militarized training. Such a scene shows that this college is definitely not the kind of pheasant university like a chicken, tile and dog, but a regular military academy, a large-scale fighting martial arts hall in Zhenjinmen.

Of course, these are just scratching the surface. The real core unit of the academy, the Jinmen Guoshu Museum, is set up by the sea in the school courtyard, which is where the inner courtyard of true kung fu is taught. The operation of the college is also really on the right track.

However, these things are easy to say, and when really managed, they can exhaust people to death. And Yu Tingcheng, the curator, doesn't care much about this. She is just a hands-off shopkeeper, exchanging boxing techniques with the people in the martial arts hall every day, or going out for a walk, going back to the military academy to report when school starts, getting together with old classmates, and living a leisurely and leisurely life. "Alas, there is no way around it. I'm just a martial artist, where do I have the talent of a management school. ”