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Lei Zhe was kicked hard in the chest, and before he could snort, he had already fallen a few times in the snow, almost losing his breath.

Before he could wake up, the wind blew in his face, and the tip of the unopened bronze sword was firmly against his throat.

"I lost!"

Lei Zhe exhaled, raised his fingers to remove his opponent's sword, rubbed his chest that was still in pain, and stood up.

The slightly chubby young man on the opposite side smiled proudly, casually inserted the bronze sword into the snow, and gave a fist salute, "Ah Zhe, admit it!"

"I didn't think I would see you for a few days, but you have already cultivated your true qi...... Congratulations!"

Lei Zhe smiled bitterly, and also returned the salute with a fist, and the movement of his right hand was slightly stiff.

After all, he didn't lose in the trick before, but in the confrontation, the violent internal energy from the Lei Yan sword shook the meridians of his right hand again and again, until the muscles and bones were numb, and the bronze sword was gone......

Those who practice internal qi are lucky, which is called internal strength or internal strength, which is another heavy force that is completely different from the power of muscles and bones, and can directly attack the opponent's meridians, acupoints, and viscera through the blade!

A person like Lei Zhe who has never cultivated internal qi to fight against him is tantamount to being beaten and unable to fight back, if it weren't for his tenacity and strong blood, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to hold up thirty or forty moves under Lei Yan before.

Thanks to Lei Yan's initial strength, it will not cause him internal injuries, but the numbness of his arm will inevitably take a while to recover.

The victory and defeat have been decided, and the three big men and dozens of teenagers who were kneeling on the thin ice and snow around them to watch the battle had different eyes, and most of them did not hide their contempt when they glanced at Lei Zhe.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The whirring cold wind poured into the valley, and the stirring echo was like a terrible ghost whimpering.

Lei Zhe and Lei Yan stood in the field for a while, but they still didn't hear the three clan uncles who served as referees announce their rankings, and they were quite embarrassed for a while.

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"Hey...... Rotten wood can't be carved!"

The middle-aged man in the brocade dress stood on the cliff behind the valley with his hands in his hands, overlooking the embarrassed Lei Zhe below, shaking his head and sighing.

"Everyone has their own talents, and the philosopher's martial arts qualifications are mediocre, but he is quite savvy in poetry, books, and medicine...... Why should my father be too demanding?"

The young man who was half a position behind smiled and persuaded, Yin Ran is a young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes and a high-spirited bearing!

The mountain wind was fierce, but the two of them were dressed in robes but remained silent, like two awe-inspiring and inviolable statues.

The middle-aged man in brocade looked back at his heroic son, and a look of relief flashed in his eyes, "Jun'er, you are talented, and you know how to work hard, and you have done your best to be your father's true inheritance at a young age, and you are just waiting for the fire...... Not to mention that the younger generation of the clan is difficult to look up to you, even most of the elders are quite inferior!

In the future, when you succeed your father as the head of the patriarch, the people should be dissatisfied...... However, it is difficult to support the vast mansion alone, no matter how outstanding you are, if you do not have the assistance of a loyal and capable right-hand man, I am afraid it will be difficult to truly grasp the power of the clan......"

"What my father said is very true!"

The young man looked thoughtful.

The middle-aged man in Jinfu looked down on the situation in the valley again, and the essence in his eyes was faint, as if he could understand the thoughts of the young men and the three referees at the moment, and he knew the figures behind each of them clearly, but his tone was quite helpless: "Just like a father, he has been in power for more than seven years, with the constraints of two elders with outstanding prestige, and the division of power among the full-fledged side brothers, so that the overall strength of the clan does not rise but falls...... It's all because my long family is not rich in heirs, Junjie is hard to find, and my father has always been lonely. ”

"Even if your father and your second uncle have never had a bad relationship, with his martial arts that have never been successful, he can't help his father subdue the people around him......"

"Unexpectedly, today's Zhe'er is exactly the same as your second uncle when he was young, both of them are good at literature and clumsy in martial arts, otherwise if Zhe'er can be cultivated, how can I, as an uncle, be stingy with cultivation resources?

"It's a pity!"

The middle-aged man said with a flickering look in his eyes, meaning inexplicably.

"It doesn't have to be excellent in martial arts, but the philosopher brother has the poetry and books of the second uncle and the true transmission of medicine, so why not be a virtuous arm?"

The young man said that he had no lack of protection for Lei Zhe, and then asked in a deep voice: "This time, my father took me to visit the Zhuang clan, do you intend to use it as foreign aid?"

Unlike their Lei clan who live in the mountains and make a living by farming and hunting, the Zhuang clan is in the fertile plain area more than 100 miles away in the northwest, building a village and forming forts to live together, farming and herding heirlooms, and it is a thousand people who are not inferior to the Lei clan.

In the past 100 years, the relationship between the Lei and Zhuang clans has been good and bad, and there are few exchanges on weekdays, but they have not really cut off the news.

The middle-aged man in brocade raised his eyebrows and stroked his long beard, "Not only that, but my father is also preparing to propose to the Zhuang family's concubine on your behalf, wouldn't it be more reliable for the two families to form an alliance through this?"

The young man was shocked, and while he was surprised, he quickly came to his senses, and his father had been secretly planning for a long time, but he never showed the slightest hint, and did not tell himself until he was leaving, which obviously had a deep meaning.

No matter how his son's heart was churning, the middle-aged man in Jinfu turned around and said lightly: "Let's go, it's time for Steward Yan to prepare the dowry, it's time to go." ”

As he spoke, he floated down the mountain first, and he didn't see how he bent his knees and bounced, but he crossed the rock and crossed the ditch as if he were walking on the ground.

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"Lei Zhe won the first battle and was promoted to the upper middle! Lei Zhe won one win and one loss, and was demoted to the middle and lower!"

The three referees who were kneeling in front of the teenagers finally spoke, but it was the scar-faced man in the center who announced the ranking expressionlessly, and at the same time, his eyes scraped around the faces of the two teenagers like knives, making the hot sweat of the two of them turn cold and silent.

The tall and thin man on the left side of the bureau smiled, "Brother Li doesn't have to be too demanding, Ah Zhe's internal strength will eventually be successful, and Ah Zhe's swordsmanship will also improve slightly, Uncle Qi, when I was my age, you were not much stronger!"

The burly man on the right stared at Lei Zhe with a fierce face, "I haven't been able to touch the threshold of true qi for several years, and I have simply lost the face of the Lei family, your parents died in the mouth of the jackal because they didn't practice martial arts, could it be that you still want to follow in their ......footsteps."

Lei Zhe's low-hanging hands were clenched suddenly, twisted and loosened - after several years of careful observation, in fact, he had already roughly figured out the foundation of the three martial arts teachings, the scar-faced Lei Li was disgusting, and there was no room for sand in his eyes, and he had a strict teacher's demeanor; the slender and tall Lei Qi seemed to be kind, but in fact he was sleek; only the burly Lei Zhen was the most vicious and vicious in disguise with fierce and reckless disguises, and his intentions were ......

At this moment, Lei Zhen's fierce words were not so much to reprimand him, but to attack the prestige of the Lei family's descendants in a roundabout way.

Sure enough, Lei Li glanced at Lei Yu meaningfully, told him to shut up, and snorted coldly, "The next pair, Lei Tao!"

Lei Zhe and Lei Yan hurriedly retreated into the crowd of young people watching the battle and knelt down, while another sturdy young man who was slightly older than them got up to enter, and after saluting, he raised his sword to attack......

The blue light is spreading, and the sword shadow is senluo!

The skills of these two fourteen or fifteen-year-old boys are far beyond the ability of Lei Zhe and Lei Yan, and as soon as they fight, they will make a series of killing moves, which are wonderful, and they firmly attract the attention of all the spectators in an instant.

The sound of the bronze sword blades clashing is sharp and piercing, continuous, as if playing a symphony full of solemnity with the howling cold wind.

What is still frightening is that the bronze blades of the two of them all have a sneering sound when they break through the air, sharp and short, and just hearing it gives people a sense of sharpness and strength!

Those with a discerning eye even noticed that the ice and snow crumbs brought up by the two of them repeatedly splashed on the sword path trajectory, but before the bronze blade could really be cut, the ice splinters and snow had already been split into two for a moment, just like an invisible air blade extending out of thin air outside the bronze blade.

"True Qi is not the same as having achievements, with the blessing of abundant internal strength, although the strong wind carried by the sword blade is far from being called sword qi, let alone cutting gold and jade like the real sword qi, but it is also the initial prototype of sword qi, and its sharpness is much stronger than the deep winter wind.

Regardless of whether this sword blade can break the skin and hurt people, there are two levels in essence...... Hey!"

Lei Zhe muttered softly, looking at the eyes of the two clan brothers in the field, and he did not hide his envy like all the young men, but the hands on his lap were quietly clenched into fists, and his muscles were exposed.

Ruixue continues, coinciding with the year-end exam of the younger generation in the clan, but unfortunately he is destined to play the tail of the crane again.

The results of the big examination are divided into upper, middle and lower three levels and nine grades, and the middle and lower grades are already the sixth class, and if they are lowered one level, they will be deprived of their martial arts qualifications and become a peasant craftsman for the rest of their lives. At that time, his father had no choice but to transfer to study medicine, if it were not for his erudition and strong memory, proficient in literature, and won the position of clan school teacher, I am afraid that the end would be worrying.

One scumbag career is enough, there is no need to do it a second time!

Although it has been twelve years since he was reborn here, Lei Zhe has long been completely integrated into the life trajectory of this landscape, but he still feels melancholy and confused from time to time.

Strange times, strange places, and strange civilizations!

The reason why he is unfamiliar is because so far, Lei Zhe has not yet figured out what dynasty or country his Lei clan and the Lei Ming Mountain he live in, nor is he sure which branch of the so-called "Lei Ming Mountain" is still in the Yanhuang territory, and it is even more difficult to believe that the extreme atmosphere of martial arts and farming and hunting heirlooms of the whole people comes from a certain period of time of Chinese civilization that he was once familiar with......

He only came from the "Cangjie Chapter", "Calendar Chapter", "Erudite Chapter" of the Enlightenment of Ethnology, the "Book of Songs", "Book of Changes", "Chu Ci", "Sun Tzu's Art of War" and other ancient books, as well as the small seal and Lishu font that he learned, and this is after the Qin Dynasty, and from the Lei clan's life customs such as kneeling on the ground, male and female clothing, etc., it should be before the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and it is very likely to be in the Han Dynasty.

However, the strange thing is that he has never heard the words Han Dynasty and Han people here!

Spooky ...... It is the ancient martial arts system that is unprecedentedly enthusiastic and respected here, as if it is the existence of true qi and internal strength, which makes martial arts sublimated to almost supernatural power!

Lei Zhe always felt that compared with today's simple civilization structure, the subtle and mysterious True Qi system, regardless of its origin or development, was a little abrupt and advanced, just like the black technology imported from aliens or other worlds.

"The road of martial arts, practice the muscles and bones outside, and practice the breath inside, and only by practicing the true qi can it be regarded as a successful foundation and an official entry!"

"It's not hard to see why!"

"The strength of the muscles and bones is borrowed from the earth, from the legs to the waist, from the waist to the arms, from the arms to the fingers, and the joints run through the ...... In the end, it is inevitably limited by the physical structure of the human body muscles and bones and the force action, the external force is bright, the change is limited, and it is easy for the opponent to see through the number of force paths;

On the contrary, although the true qi is also controlled by the eight veins of the Qi Jing and the Zhou Tian Qi acupoints, its latent qi turns inward, originates invisibly, and the ever-changing is even more in one mind.

This alone can know the external strength and the internal strength, or explain the difference between the strength and the dark strength, the outer fist and the inner fist, not to mention the true qi and the mystery of heaven and earth creation!

Of course, the martial arts system of the Lei clan is still simple and rough from ancient times, and it is not perfect, and the initial stage is only divided by whether or not to practice true qi and internal strength, not to mention what kind of bright energy, dark energy, or outer fist, inner fist and so on......"

Another cold voice in Lei Zhe's mind talked eloquently, which made him can't help but have an unconsciously painful expression, and replied in his heart: "Cherish life and stay away from scholars...... Great philosopher, no matter how good the theory is, what's the use? Practicing true qi in practice is the right thing!"

"Humph!"

The cold voice was displeased, but it did not refute it.

"Dazhe" is not a system, nor an old grandfather, nor an alien brain, but the second personality awakened by Lei Zhe in his previous life after he became an otaku god, and Lei Zhe who is mediocre everywhere is just the opposite, "Dazhe" is cold and arrogant, witty, tenacious, and full of academic tyrants......

After passing through the rebirth, the personality of "Dazhe" has become more and more perfect, and it has faintly revealed a strange personality charm!

Two completely different hearts coexist in one, such as the two sides of a copper dollar, "Dazhe" has a strong temperament, and claims to be "big", Lei Zhe is unwilling to fight, willing to live in the "small", only to take "the wood of the hug, born in the end of the millimeter; the nine-story platform, starting from the ground; the journey of a thousand miles, starting from the first step. No small is the most rational self-comfort.

However, it is precisely because of his belief in the theoretical level of the "Great Philosopher" that Lei Zhe clearly feels that the qi and blood energy in his body is vigorous, and he already has the necessary foundation for practicing true qi.