"Chaishi, good morning!"

At the end of the morning exercise, thirty-eight teenagers and girls came to the class to sink their waists immediately, their fists were tied to their waists, their eyes were not squinted, and they greeted Chai Qing who came to the training class in unison.

This is the rule of martial arts, respect the teacher, even if the other party is just a teacher, you have to give respect!

A person who does not possess even the most basic virtues cannot be treated at all, no matter how good his talent is!

It's just that today is different, although they all maintain a horse step posture, their eyes flicker from time to time, and the few people behind them are even more inclined to Wu Ming on the side!

This is the first time they have seen Wu Ming in class, and in their cognition, Wu Ming, who is the little prince, is naturally taught by several teachers in private.

In fact, for more than half a month, exactly that!

"Wu Wangfu is trained in martial arts, no matter how high or low the students are, no matter how high or low the martial arts are, they are treated equally, they can fight but not grab, they can fight and not kill each other!"

Chai Qing looked around, paused for a moment on Wu Ming, and then began the day's teaching.

His identity is equivalent to a guest teacher, and his duty is to point out the inaccuracies in the process of refining the body of each martial apprentice, or to answer questions in the cultivation of martial disciples.

The original Wuwangfu Mengxue, built more than 30 years ago, has opened up five border towns, once prosperous, even in the capital, it is also the first-class Mengxue, there will never be this phenomenon of uneven age.

The so-called Mengxue is generally under the age of eight, and the first stage of refining and laying the foundation has begun.

After the age of twelve, depending on the personal situation, from the time you enter the martial arts hall, you can worship the teacher and get the opportunity to teach, and such a teacher is the teacher.

Hearing this, even if he was as unruly as Yuan Fei, his expression couldn't help but be solemn.

Seriously speaking, he is the last batch of students of Mengxue in Wuwangfu, and when Wu Ming first entered Mengxue, he had already entered the martial arts hall.

"Yuan Fei and Hu Lai are out of the queue and start the morning class!"

Chai Qing's expression was cold, he looked at everyone, and did not pay more attention to Wu Ming or give special care, so he called the two chief and deputy foremen out of the queue and prepared for the morning class exercises.

Due to the uneven age, Yuan Fei led the twelve-year-old to the right as the main leader, and the deputy leader Hu Lai led the ten to twelve-year-old to the left.

The remaining children under the age of ten were personally admonished by Chai Qing.

Originally, at the age of nine or ten, they couldn't be with younger ones, but these teenagers and girls generally did not receive systematic martial arts training before, and they were almost equal in knowledge and strength, and they were not stereotyped, so they were arranged together.

"Little prince, please!"

Yuan Fei deliberately bit the three words 'little prince' very hard, and he was a head taller, so that he could look down on Wu Ming.

Wu Ming touched the bridge of his nose and walked sideways to the training equipment on the right with the team.

Ancient equipment is far less sophisticated than modern equipment, and most of them are heavy training equipment such as stone locks and hardwood bows.

"Stop!"

Before he could walk away, Yuan Fei stopped him again.

"What?"

Wu Ming didn't know why, although Yuan Fei's tone was not good, he had already passed the psychological stage of being angry with the 'little brat'.

"Senior brother talks to you, remember to answer, bring honorific titles!"

Yuan Fei hugged his arms and said condescendingly.

"Senior brother, I don't know how this senior brother is calculated, by age or strength?"

Wu Ming almost burst out laughing.

When I enlisted in the army, there were 'sheba' in the dormitory, and I went to prison for my mission, and there were 'laoba' in it, and there were 'xueba' here.

For a while, he felt like he was going back to the furnace to rebuild, going back to high school, and being shouted at 'don't leave after school'!

"Hmph, no matter your age or strength, you should call me Senior Brother!"

Yuan Fei was almost stimulated by the word 'strength' to lose his mind, and he was hard.

Since more than half a month ago, he was put on a stand by Wu Ming, and he still has a shadow on the egg!

"Yes, Senior Brother Yuan, junior brother remembers, dare to ask Senior Brother Yuan, where do I start practicing!"

Wu Ming didn't bother too much about the title, put away his smiling face, and said seriously.

Yuan Fei originally thought that Wu Ming was young and vigorous, how could he contradict two sentences, but he didn't expect to recognize the status of both sides like this, and he dared to vent his chest with a punch, and immediately led Wu Ming to the side, pointing to rows of stone locks and bows and arrows of different sizes to explain.

"You~ It depends on what stage of your strength is! Follow me! Do you see this stone lock? The smallest weighs a bucket, and the heaviest is a stone. There is also this hardwood bow, the lightest is one bucket, the heaviest nine buckets, as long as you can lift nine times in a row and open nine bows in a row, you can proceed to the next stage of strength training!"

Wu Ming nodded, these predecessors have all been experienced.

In my memory, before the age of eight, this body was able to lift a stone lock and open a stone bow, and its talent was good.

It's just that something went wrong later, and the body is declining day by day, not to mention that there is no power to tie the chicken, even if you take a bowl of water, you will be out of breath when you take a few more steps.

It was also from then on that the martial arts began to stagnate!

Wu Ming did not rush to grab a stone lock of more than 100 catties, but walked to the lightest stone lock, weighed it carefully, and picked up a bucket of bows and opened it several times.

On the other side, Chai Qing noticed the situation here, his sharp gaze swept over from time to time, and he couldn't help nodding secretly when he saw Wu Ming choosing the heavier instruments one by one.

The rest of the teenagers and girls, in addition to curiosity in their innocent eyes, were more puzzled.

Even if they were seven or eight years old, they would not use a dozen catties of a bucket of stone locks to practice strength.

Until all the instruments in the bucket were tested, Wu Ming put down the Nine Bucket Bow without blushing and panting, and he didn't even sweat on his forehead.

"This is a one-stone bow, don't think that it is the same magnitude as the nine-bucket bow, but at least you have to open the bow left and right, and pull it full of seventy-seven and forty-nine times in one breath before you are qualified to use the two-stone bow to practice!"

Yuan Fei didn't seem to be surprised by Wu Ming's performance, and grabbed a hard iron gall bow.

Although nine buckets are equal to one stone, the material of the hardwood bow and the iron gall bow are far apart, and the iron gall bow is harder and more difficult to pull.

Wu Ming weighed it, his eyes lit up, and he reached out and pulled the bowstring.

Airplanes!

Almost in an instant, the hundred-pound iron gall bow bent into a full moon, and in the whirring sound, Wu Ming opened nine times in a row, without stopping for a moment, and opened the bow left and right to the limit.

Looking at Wu Ming's smooth movements, Yuan Fei's eyes flickered, and he seemed to be a little surprised.

Even Chai Qing was a little surprised, in his impression, Wu Ming should not have touched a bow and arrow of this strength.

At this time, Hu Lai and other friends also put down the guys in their hands, and surrounded them with brushes, probes and looked around.

Chai Qing didn't stop him, he was worried that he couldn't find a chance, so that Wu Ming and the teenagers would mingle, naturally he would not destroy the curiosity of the little ones.

How did they know that Wu Ming only apprenticed to his teacher and practiced martial arts, even during school, he did not fall behind.

And his teacher is an extremely old-fashioned tradition, and he secretly became an old-fashioned old man, whether it is self-cultivation kung fu or lessons about martial arts, all of them were stuffed to Wu Ming by him.

According to the old man, if he hadn't been old enough to find a successor, the hard work of the older generation would have been passed on, and he would never have passed it on to Wu Ming, a wild and untamable leather monkey.

With such a teacher, the teaching of cold weapons is not a problem.

Even the most basic training is not much different from this world.

It's just that if he can open a stone bow like this, Wu Ming in his previous life was also after the age of sixteen!

"Whew!"

A mouthful of turbid breath was exhaled, Wu Ming's face was slightly red, and he put down the iron gall bow with some reluctance.

Unconsciously, he used the leading breathing method of "Innate Gong", and the moment he just pulled the bow, he seemed to have returned to his previous life, remembering the old-fashioned, strict old man who was almost impersonal!

"Master, look at it, I will definitely become a martial arts master!"

Secretly swearing, without waiting for Yuan Fei to speak, Wu Ming seemed to be on the rise, grabbed the two-stone iron gall bow, and pulled the bowstring into a full moon with a buzz.

It is still a left and right bow, a full forty-nine strokes, a total of ninety-eight strokes.

Even so, Wu Ming's forehead was only slightly sweaty.

At this time, Yuan Fei finally faced Wu Ming, even at this age, let alone the two-stone bow, even the four-stone bow was fine.

Now he has begun to practice his strength with the 'bell', and his strength and qi are practiced together!

"Train with a three-stone bow!"

Chai Qing couldn't help but step forward and personally handed over the Iron Gall Bow to Wu Ming.

"Whew!"

Taking a long breath, Wu Ming was silent, sank his waist immediately, exhaled loudly, and pulled the bowstring violently.

As before, the bow is full of the moon, like shooting a wolf!

Crunch!

Unlike the previous humming, this time it was obviously a little hard, but it was only hard, and the bowstring creaked and squeaked, and it was pulled away again and again in an instant.

"Good, good!"

Chai Qing couldn't hide his excitement, held Wu Ming's vaguely trembling arms, and looked around at the small ones for a while, and said seriously, "Have you seen anything?"

The small faces looked at each other, puzzled, they patronized to see the excitement, where would they pay attention to the others?

Wu Ming took a few breaths before he calmed down, and his mood was also inexplicably excited.

Three-stone bow, just like this, forty-nine bows left and right!

This shows that today's physical condition, although far less than the peak of the previous life, has already made a good start.

Imagine, how many teenagers can have three or four hundred pounds of strength in one arm at the age of thirteen?

"Master Chai, I know!"

Seeing that Chai Qing's face was becoming more and more ugly, Hu Lai stepped forward boldly, "The little prince opened the bow, almost in one go, with a special breathing method!"

"Remember, this is a school, not a palace, only senior brothers, no little prince!

Chai Qing nodded.

Hu Lai drooped his face and couldn't say anything else.

"Senior Brother Wu, whether standing or opening the bow, cooperates with the pile gong, and uses the breathing method to guide, every time the bow is opened, almost with the minimum force, to achieve the maximum effect!"

Yuan Fei said in a deep voice.

"Not bad, not bad!"

Chai Qing nodded with satisfaction, glanced at the crowd seriously, and said seriously, "Many people think that pure brute strength like this is purely a waste of time, it is better to directly cultivate the internal strength, but you must know that without a strong body, how can you carry external objects?"

You should note that the breathing method is completely different from the method of breathing, which is a method of high-intensity training and the practice of the physical pile.

It can allow you to save more physical strength, break through the limit at the same time, oppress your physical body, and then squeeze the excess essence in the physical body, purify and quench the muscles and flesh, this is the initial stage of refining and refining qi!"

The little ones nodded thoughtfully, and the older ones, such as Yuan Fei and Hu Lai, looked pensive.

And Wu Ming, although his face was expressionless, his heart was extremely shocked, and he vaguely had a very bold guess!