Normally there are few people at this time, but today Leon and the six teenagers are already waiting here. The big man Earns was also there, crouching aside, and the others ignored him. The other five people Ma Su knew, all of them were brothers who often fought together, the so-called children of the nobility. The tall and strong Hebrew the Bear, the hot-tempered Bull Andrew, the daring wild dog Wells, the smiling Bread Benjamin, and the silent Big Mouth Bob. The oldest is about ten years old, and the youngest is also older than Ma Su.

"Alonsi, time is too tight, just enough for me to inform Big Bear about them!" Leon came up and said.

"Brother, did a good job yesterday," said Hebrew the Great Bear, beating Masu's chest.

"You didn't see Louis, I guess he had a dead heart, haha," the chubby Benjamin laughed.

"If I were him, I would have hid in a woman's arms and cried," Andrew said with a grin.

"I think you want to feed, right? Old cow! Wells sneered.

"Alright, brothers, do you know what you're going to do here?" Ma Su changed the subject.

"Of course!" Everyone said in unison.

"Good! If you want to learn, I will teach, but I have a request! Ma Su stared at them seriously.

"Ten or a hundred are fine."

"As long as I can get the power of the gods, I am willing to do anything!" This is the poor child poisoned by Lyon.

"Don't rush to say yes yet, listen to me!" Ma Su looked at them quietly, and an idea came to his mind, "I know that you all want to become stronger, win glory for your family, and let the enemies fall under your feet. But you will give much, much more than you can imagine. You will bleed and sweat and suffer many wounds. However, if you want to become a warrior, you don't have the slightest trick. It is necessary to have both the patience of the wolf to catch its prey, and the determination of the wild boar to move forward, patience, tenacity, courage and calmness, just like a bear in winter waiting for the moment when the ice breaks. Therefore, my request is very simple: from today onwards, regardless of wind or rain, we must practice martial arts here before dawn. If someone quits halfway through, sorry brothers, you will lose this opportunity forever. I'm not kidding, now tell me the answer! ”

"No problem, let's get started!" Several people couldn't wait to shout loudly.

Considering the problem of age and adaptability, Ma Su used the method taught by the master in his previous life, and after a simple warm-up, it was a boring foundation pile. Whether it is the explosive power required for hand-to-hand combat, or the endurance for climbing mountains and wading through water, a solid foundation of pile work is required. However, it was really boring, so Ma Su also prepared a military body fist for them at the beginning.

The sun was getting higher and higher, and there were people stopping at the side of the venue, looking at Ma Su and the others curiously. Yesterday's bravery had already spread in the small town, and a bold commoner encouraged his children to practice on the sidelines.

When Ma Su saw it, he walked towards the boy with a smile and said, "Do you want to learn?" ”

The young man timidly looked at the middle-aged man beside him, and the latter asked respectfully and cautiously, "Venerable Young Master Alongxi, can you let my son study on the sidelines, we promise not to disturb you." ”

The young man looked at Ma Su expectantly, and there were many teenagers like him listening quietly.

Ma Su looked at them and smiled, "Do you want to learn?" Tell me! ”

"Think about it," they said timidly.

"Are you all weak sheep? I'm just going to give you one chance to tell me out loud: You guys, do you want to learn! Ma Su shouted.

"Yes!" The teenagers shouted.

"Go, stand with them!" Ma Su pointed to the field, and then said to the crowd: "No matter what your identity or status, as long as your children want to learn, you can send them over, and I will teach them seriously!" ”

The crowd erupted, and the fathers, whose children were allowed to join, shouted from the bottom of their hearts: "Praise you, great Young Master Alonsi." ”

The big man Gearns looked at Aronsi quietly, his eyes shining, but it quickly calmed down again.

Ma Su came to the field and said to the team that had grown a little bigger: "You can bring your brothers and friends to learn in the future, but remember one thing: in this field, you all have to listen to me!" ”

Next, Ma Su carefully led everyone to practice, strictly guiding their movements, until they were sweating, and then announced the end of today's tutorial. After everyone dragged their tired bodies away, Masur dragged Leon to his house, where his mother Alice had prepared breakfast.

"What, you're going out of town?" Leon was so surprised that he almost choked on the bread.

"Shhhh Keep your voice quiet," Ma Su looked out the door cautiously.

"Dude, aren't you tired? I can't walk, I just want to sleep in bed now! ”

"That's a pity, I wanted to teach you some tricks!"

"Venerable Young Master Alonsi, Leon listens to you!"

"I need people with a lot of energy."

"I feel like I can kill a cow now!" Leon said, patting his chest.

Ma Su didn't want to attract the attention of others, so after eating, he called an elderly private soldier in the family and rode out of the city together. Ma Su had learned to ride a horse from his father before, and after some hardship, he mastered it. At this time, the horse had a saddle but no pedals, so riding a horse required a lot of leg strength. Ma Su rode with Leon, and the private soldier rode one by himself, which Ma Su allowed, and he didn't want people to run after him.

After about ten minutes of riding out of the city, a large field came into view, and after harvesting, the withered yellow wheat stalks were scattered in the fields. However, Ma Su always felt that something was missing when he looked at it, which was very different from his impression in his previous life. Ma Su sat on his horse and observed, his face recalling the difference.

"Alonsi, did we come out here in a daze? This damn god can get a good day! Leon grumbled, wiping the sweat from his face.

"Leon, look at these wheat fields, what's the difference?"

"What's the difference? Isn't that it? Dude, how are you interested in these, you don't know how to farm. ”

"It's too messy, there are no ridges, and there are no canals." Ma Su noticed something and asked John, a private soldier beside him, "Is this how the tribe's fields are cultivated?" ”

"Yes, young master!" John replied curiously.

"You've planted the land, tell me, how did you all plant?"