Mrs. often dies what she can't do, and she loses what she can't do. Therefore, the law of use of war, the precepts are the first.

-- "Wu Zi's Art of War and Governing the Army"

In the dream, a hot pain came up from his thigh, and Kong Ming opened his eyes to see that the coyote's whip was whipping the recruits in the tent left and right, and he was shouting: "Put on your clothes, bring your sword, and go out to gather." The crowd hurriedly got up from the bed, grabbed the clothes in their left hand, and rushed out with their swords in their right hand, and the slower ones gave a few more lashes.

Kong Ming gently touched the bloodshot whip marks on his back, his eyes showed a little strength, a little resentment, a little unwillingness, and a trace of helplessness, because he walked a little slower, he received a few more whips. The black wolf stood at the front of the team, facing the team, and said: "Today we started to learn the warrior fighting qi, I don't know how the fighting qi came from, I only know that concentrate the energy of the whole body on one point, try your best to sway it, it will form a fighting qi slash, and you can form a protective fighting qi by dispersing your energy on the surface of your body." The amount of vindictive energy is related to the time of a person's cultivation, the longer the cultivation time, the stronger the cultivation, except for geniuses. "Warrior Fighting Qi is the forerunner of Fighting Qi, a simple and practical cultivation method that arises from years of war among soldiers, and it has been passed down orally from generation to generation of soldiers, and there is no fixed record. However, the resulting various evolutionary Dou Qi that circulated on the continent had corresponding records and books to sell, and there were also some specific families whose corresponding Dou Qi cultivation methods were not known to outsiders, but their power was quite great. And the warrior fighting spirit is very suitable for the cultivation of the warrior, a quick start, and a faster death. The warrior's fighting spirit is only low-level and not high-level, and no matter how long he cultivates, he has no possibility of becoming a master, but he can master it very quickly at the beginning. The black wolf didn't know any of this. He just taught these poor people according to the teachings of his predecessors.

"Hold the sword in both hands, look at the target, concentrate your strength, and slash at the target." Ten white fighting qi flew forward, but the others could not emit even a little bit of white qi. At this time, Kong Ming's hands were empty, and the heavy sword was thrown heavily to a place about 3-4 meters in front of him, and a "dang" sound sounded.

The black wolf turned around, walked in front of Kong Ming, and punched Kong Ming into the air, falling to a distance of 5 meters.

"What's your name?" The black wolf yelled at Kong Ming in annoyance.

"My name is Kong Ming", Kong Ming replied tremblingly.

"Kong Ming?" the black wolf asked softly, and then roared almost in the loudest voice, "Go and pick up the sword for me, go back to the original position and continue to practice -- you garbage !!! you are not allowed to eat in the morning." ”

Kong Ming ran over with a roll, picked up the sword, and returned to the same place. Gripping the handle of the sword tightly with both hands, the sword swings forward. "Smack", the sword didn't fly out, but the black wolf slapped it, "Lao Tzu asked you to swing the sword, fuck, not to let you move the sword, hurry, hurry, hurry up――――― "The black wolf roared loudly. Kong Ming swung it heavily, and the sword flew out again, and the man was carried forward by the movement of the sword, hugging the earth heavily. Another labor ache in the ass, hot. "Get up!! Kong Ming quickly got up again and continued to swing his sword. Kong Ming's appearance shocked the others, and they all made a very hard look. There were some things that Kong Ming could vaguely feel on their expressions, some were happy, some were pitiful, some were helpless, and there were many complex emotions that even they couldn't distinguish, but under the invisible and qualitative pressure of the black wolf, no one dared to stand up and say a word for Kong Ming, some were just some sympathy between the same kind or some other unknown soreness. It wasn't until Kong Ming was knocked out by a slap from the black wolf that Kong Ming was carried back to the tent by several people. At the moment when Kong Ming fainted, his whole body was weak, and he seemed to be a very enjoyable relief, and his unconscious face naturally showed a smile of relief.

At night, Kong Ming slowly woke up from the coma, on the dim oil lamp, his hands trembled and picked up the steamed buns that had been cooled in front of the bed, ate one bite at a time, looked down at the bandages wrapped in his hands, the blood seeped through the bandages to form irregular red blocks, the feeling of numbness in his hands came, and there were many sore spots in other places on his body, and his heart was infinitely sentimental. It's the same all over the body, and it's painful. The tears in his eyes couldn't help but flow down and drip on the dry and cold steamed buns. It took him a long time to finish the meal. Can't sleep tonight.

The next day, Kong Ming, who had not recovered from a serious illness, was driven to the training ground by the black wolf and conducted simple training day after day.

"Kongming---" The black wolf roared again out of nowhere. "Arrived--" Kong Ming quickly responded, wiped his eyes with his hands, picked up his sword, and ran in the direction of the sound. "Fuck, you can't train faster, keep going until I tell you to stop. The black wolf sat on a stone with a bottle of wine, drinking it and roaring at Kong Ming as he could. The others had a few veterans in charge, and he was alone here ravaging the weak Kongming, and he took pleasure in it.

"Kong Ming-, carrying that log, you pick the small one, look for death, the big one, yes the one, run around the playground twice. ”

"Kong Ming--, do a few squats and stand up--, don't stop, stop and I'll break your dog's legs. ”

Take a sip of wine "Haha!!"

"Whew, whew-" The black wolf finally fell asleep with his back against the stone, and the bottle fell to the side. The smell of wine drifted all over the floor. Kong Ming threw the wood aside, picked up the sword with trembling hands, walked gently to the black wolf, walked to the side of the black wolf, slowly raised the sword, fixed in mid-air, stared at the black wolf with both eyes, did not cut it off for a long time, breathed lightly, slowly put the sword down, carried it to his back, stretched out his right hand, helped the black wolf up, staggered into his tent step by step, threw the black wolf into his bed, the black wolf muttered, turned over and fell asleep, scared Kong Ming, quickly left the black wolf's territory, returned to his bed, and did not wash and lay straight on the bed, no strength at all, people are very sleepy, but he couldn't fall asleep, the soldiers around him were already asleep, the sound of snoring and dream talk kept coming, and the small tent smelled stinking, which made Kong Ming's heart rise a lot of stuffiness, and he was destined to be unable to sleep tonight. Sora staggered to his feet, crossed his legs, and began to meditate, and after a while, he entered deep meditation. In Kongming's meditation, the surrounding fire-based magic elements infiltrated Kongming's body at a speed several times that of before, and the spiritual power was also rapidly recovering, and the spiritual power and magic elements slowly repaired the wounds on Kongming's body and eliminated the soreness in the muscles, which was several times the normal repair speed. When Kong Ming woke up from meditation, it was already morning, the sun had not yet risen, there was still some pain on his body, the wounds had healed a little, but his spirit was better than ever. It was already time for morning exercises, and Kong Ming got up and joined the soldiers, but the black wolf had not yet woken up, and his snoring filled the entire tent.

After a few days like this, Kong Ming has been disgusted with this kind of life to an extreme, these two days Tian Ming in addition to training, even during the training began to constantly observe the valley where the barracks are located, here is a basin, surrounded by high ground, there is a post at the top of the high ground, occasionally there is a squad of soldiers patrolling from above, the barracks is very large, more than ten kilometers in circumference, in the middle is a huge recruit training camp, the recruit training camp is surrounded by general city guards mixed with the regular army, surrounding the recruit training camp, to prevent recruits from escaping。 A river flows through the middle of the barracks, the river is very shallow, the deepest part is only waist-deep, but it is more than 100 meters wide, it is the source of water for the barracks, but at the entrance and exit of the river into the basin, there are several wooden fences separating the basin from the outside world, and there are some soldiers living there. These are all things that can be seen in Kong Ming's eyes, and for this little bit of the situation, Kong Ming was divided into a few more points in training, and he was whipped by the black wolf a few times, and his skin was open, Kong Ming could only put that mind in his heart, gritted his teeth, and practiced the old-fashioned simple sword moves of the two-handed sword with all his might, stabbing, splitting, checking, picking, and pulling. The stab is to stab the sword straight through with both hands, in comparison, the one-handed thorn is faster than the two-handed stab, but the hand stab is more powerful, the two are suitable for different occasions, the fast is that the protection of the thorn is thin and exposed, and the two-handed thorn is the protection of the place of protection. The so-called chopping and slashing are similar, grid is to use the sword to block the opponent's attacking weapon, pick is a means to attack by using the fast speed of the sword tip movement, and pull is a way to use the sword to move back to the enemy's body to strain the enemy. These methods, combined with a few simple steps, are the most common attack methods of the sword in this world. Kong Ming's hands were wrapped in bandages, and there was a trace of blood oozing from the earthy yellow bandages, but Kong Ming's hands were still tightly gripping the sword, cursing the hateful black wolf in his heart, and using the air that the sword was slashing at as a stand-in for the black wolf, and he was still thinking about how to realize his plan from time to time.

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