There is no era when the victory or defeat of the war was decided by personal bravery, don't look at how the heroic deeds of the peerless fierce generals are described in the novel, in the midst of thousands of troops, the existence of a god like the overlord of Chu, in the end, didn't he also end up killing himself in Wujiang?

Because he knows this very well, he is quite diligent in practicing martial arts, but he does not concentrate on becoming a person like a "martial idiot". Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"But fourth brother, you have a strength, that is, you have a high understanding and quick reaction, when you fight with others, even if your martial arts are not much higher than you, they may not be able to beat you."

Meng Jiucheng scratched his head and asked suspiciously, "Big brother, did you just say that Ji De reacted quickly?" ”

"He's experienced and of course quick to react." Wang Zhongfeng rolled his eyes and teased: "Fourth brother, I said that you reacted quickly, but I didn't say that you were the fastest!" ”

Meng Jiucheng understood. His reaction is very fast, but Ji De is faster. The so-called there is no best, only better, this is the truth. Even Wang Zhongfeng didn't dare to boast that he could win Ji De, which shows that he is really a master, or a master among masters.

"Is this guy so good?" Meng Jiucheng grinned, and then said with a smile: "It seems that it is impossible to defeat him, so let's retreat and strive to fight with him for a few more rounds." ”

Wang Zhongfeng laughed and patted Meng Jiucheng's shoulder, "I said fourth brother, what are you calling a black and ugly woman?" It's the little lady of the Mu family, although her martial arts are not high, she still needs to know more. ”

"Woman?" Meng Jiucheng was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened in surprise.

"I can't usually see it, but when I move my hands, I can see one or two points from the action." Wang Zhongfeng shook his head with emotion and said: "It's amazing that a woman has such kung fu and strength. ”

Meng Jiucheng recalled carefully, that Ji De was strong, his face was dark, and he didn't look like a woman, and he really didn't look at it carefully. It's just that from Ji De's subtle reaction to his affectionate behavior, it is really different from the man.

If it was really a black and ugly woman, Meng Jiucheng didn't have the heart to marry her anyway. But if it is a woman who is disguised and disguised, and has such strength and kung fu, is she the famous one in history?

Wang Zhongfeng saw that Meng Jiucheng was surprised, but he didn't know that his mind was racing rapidly, and continued: "If the fourth brother really wants to support more rounds, it is not difficult, let alone bother to learn novel moves. The so-called thousand moves will not be as good as one move, you only need to practice the moves taught by your brother proficiently, familiar with the heart can forget the hand, the hand can forget the gun, round the mind without stagnation. If you can get the gun, you can get it. He wants to defeat you, but it's not easy. ”

Meng Jiucheng temporarily put away his thoughts, carefully pondered the words of the eldest brother, and couldn't help nodding again and again.

If you are familiar with the moves, you will be able to move with your heart and hand, and you don't have to think about it, and the speed of reaction and action will be faster. The world's martial arts, only fast is not broken. How classic this sentence is, but what about the big boss of the Fire Cloud Evil God who wears a pull plate!

"The eldest brother is very right, but the younger brother is not good at practice." Meng Jiucheng suddenly realized, and Wang Zhongfeng was also pleased.

The brothers chatted about other things for a while, and Meng Jiucheng said goodbye and returned to the room. There was no one in the silence, he rested his head on his hands, reclined on the bed, and thought about it again.

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The night was fresh and beautiful, the sky seemed to have been washed, without a trace of clouds, blue crystal, high and far.

In the open space in the backyard where the silver moonlight sprinkled it, Meng Jiucheng was wielding a big gun, practicing vigorously. He agreed with Wang Zhongfeng's statement, so he didn't think about and practice any novel tricks, and it was still Wang's gun. The gun was fierce and powerful, and the gun was fierce, although it was practice, he did his best.

Wang Zhongfeng taught him eighteen marksmanship, six of which were taught after worshipping. Meng Jiucheng didn't ask, but he believed that Wang Zhongfeng had already given it to him. is the only one who does not live as a master and apprentice, Meng Jiucheng also understands, it is estimated that there is still a rule of not passing on foreign surnames.

Some marksmanship is thirty-six, seventy-two, one hundred and eight, most people also think that more moves are powerful, and only those who realize that they are experts in simplifying the complex and returning to the basics. Because, if a truly effective move can defeat the enemy, one move is enough.

Meng Jiucheng practiced the 18th style three times from beginning to end, which is not only a routine, but also naturally combined in a coherent manner, and the guns rise and fall, and the sending and receiving blocks are all familiar. But after receiving Wang Zhongfeng's guidance, he already realized that it was impossible to practice like this.

Guns have their own uses, some are stabbing heads, piercing the chest, sweeping legs, and some are blocking, winding, blocking, and smashing defense. Oh, no matter what tricks other people use, if you do your own from beginning to end, it won't be a joke.

Therefore, in Meng Jiucheng's view, by disassembling and disrupting the eighteen-style marksmanship, he can still use it skillfully and coherently, and he can be regarded as breaking through a realm and reaching a new level.

It's just that the idea is the idea, and it is really awkward to practice at first glance. But this also made him understand the gap between the time he seemed to be in a hurry when he played against Ji De in the afternoon. If you are not familiar with the moves, you will react slowly, and you will naturally not be able to resist Ji De's fast and tricky marksmanship.

Although he felt stumbling, Meng Jiucheng still insisted, since the theory is correct, what is the reason for the twists and turns of the road?

There was no one in the backyard, but the stables were not far away, and the little mare who was not very obedient did not stop, and from time to time made noises, or spurs, or whispered.

Meng Jiucheng ignored this stupid horse, practiced the gun by himself, and only then did he put away the gun and exhale until he was sweating. After standing still for a moment, he pointed at the stupid horse and reprimanded: "Small, an animal with no distinction between hands and feet, still dare to laugh at me? ”

Poof, a laugh erupted from the shadows under the eaves. Meng Jiucheng moved his gaze, and Ji De saw that he was exposed, coughed dryly, and walked out slowly.

The moonlight was like water, sprinkled on Ji De's body, and his face was a little hazy, but Meng Jiucheng found that his eyes were very bright. Of course, it's not always a thief - well, it's a shining light, and that doesn't scare people. But why are his eyes shining and excited at this time? Or is it something else?

"Meng Guanren is so diligent!" Ji De arched his hand and said, "It's okay to go down, come and see this horse before going to bed, but I didn't think about it, but I disturbed Meng Guanren's gun practice." ”

The teeth are still quite white, and it seems that she is indeed a woman. After Wang Zhongfeng's point breaking, when Meng Jiucheng looked at Ji De again, he found that there were indeed many details that could be seen. For example, the collar is on top to cover the Adam's apple as much as possible; For example, there is a subtle difference between mannerisms and real men.

"Haha, I just finished practicing, so I didn't bother at all." Meng Jiucheng laughed dryly, feeling a little uncomfortable in the face of this woman who made him speculate wildly.

Ji De looked at the stable, and asked amusefully and suspiciously, "Meng Guanren was talking to the mount just now?" ”

"Ah-" Meng Jiucheng rubbed his nose and said, "I can't understand it, it's a stupid horse, and I get angry when I mention it." ”