Yan San shrunk his neck, and immediately said with a sneer:

"Hey, hey, it's not my fault, you threw me to the Nanban."

Zhu Gaoli's expression froze, and then his eyes widened like copper bells.

Yan San continued:

"Besides, Generalissimo Namo has been sending you letters, which shows that he admires you, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Otherwise, the letter would have been sent to me."

This Tie Hanhan actually said such a dripping word.

directly blocked Zhu Gaoli and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

I could only hold back one word: "Get out!" ”

Yan San Ma slipped and said, "Okay! ”

Watching Yan San's footsteps run away like the wind, Ye Qing had a strong smile on the corner of his mouth.

The next moment.

Ye Qing remembered what happened when he came.

He looked at the horizontal knife hanging from Zhu Gaoli's waist, and his eyes turned and said:

"My lord, I was attacked and killed with Brother Yan yesterday."

"I went to see the prefect last night, and there were people watching outside the prefect's mansion."

"Brother Yan didn't take advantage of the weapons in his hands, so the two of them slipped away."

"Look ......"

Yan San, who had not walked a few steps, his ears fluttered, and his steps slowed down.

Zhu Gaoli, who understood Ye Qing's meaning, knew Yan San's ability.

It really takes a good knife to be able to do all it all.

Without the slightest hesitation, he took off the saber at his waist and threw it towards Yan San:

"Rabbit cub, this official's knife is borrowed from you to use first."

"When Huaiyang City is too peaceful, the official will look for you at any time."

Yan San, who was holding a knife and grinning, responded without hesitation:

"Don't worry, my lord, I will definitely make good use of this knife before you want to return the knife."

After speaking, Yan Sanyi ran away without a trace.

Zhu Gaoli's resentful eyes looked at Ye Qingdao:

"Qing Xiaolangjun, don't learn from this rabbit cub."

"Not to mention causing big trouble to this official, he also borrowed weapons in a roundabout way."

Ye Qing, who was thoughtful, couldn't help but say:

"My lord, aren't you going to send your subordinates to the barracks later?"

Without concealment, Zhu Gaoli generously admitted:

"Yes, you're likely to come into contact with Jianghu Martial Arts in the future."

"These people have been practicing the art of killing since childhood."

"Fighting these people can only be done with the momentum before being brave."

"What is particular about a narrow road meets the brave wins, and kills the enemy with one sword."

"If one knife fails, then hand out the faster second and third knives."

"Let the other party not dare to show their skills, they can only fight hard with you."

"And this can only be practiced in the shortest time in the barracks, between life and death."

Ye Qing, who had some understanding, said:

"Battlefield fighting is about the simplest killing moves."

"No matter what is flawed, the goal is to kill the enemy in the fastest and most efficient way."

"In this way, no matter how superb the enemy's skills are, in the face of my life-fighting knife, he will either be far superior to me in strength and kill me directly, or he will have to avoid it, or he will have to take it hard."

"I can't avoid it, I can't catch it, that's my life!"

"As long as my knife is fast and ruthless enough, no matter how superb the martial arts are, they will have to die under my knife."

Zhu Gaoli, who was full of relief, touched his beard and said:

"Yes, that's the truth."

Ye Qing's face was full of impatience.

Seeing this, Zhu Gaoli on the side was extremely satisfied with Ye Qing's attitude, and his eyes were full of expectation.

Zhu Gaoli pointed to the weapons placed next to the primary and secondary school yards in the courtyard and said:

"Go ahead, you can try some weapons."

Looking at it, Ye Qing saw the eighteen kinds of weapons placed on the weapon rack.

He walked briskly over and looked all the way down.

Without hesitation, he chose the standard horizontal knife in the army.

A look of relief appeared in Zhu Gaoli's eyes.

"You are outstanding in literature, I thought you would be like those literati and choose a sword as a weapon."

"Tell me, why did you choose a knife?"

Ye Qing brandished the long knife, feeling the weight and feel, and said seriously:

"My lord, you are best at using knives, and your subordinates can learn a lot of skills in using knives from you."

"After that, you will send your subordinates to the army for training, not to mention that the long knife is the standard in the army."

"Battlefield fighting, for people like me who have not practiced martial arts, the knife is also the most suitable, and it is also the most suitable for quick weapons."

After listening to Ye Qing's analysis, the corners of Zhu Gaoli's mouth kept rising, and he just wanted to crack the root behind his ear.

He said, "Okay, you go to the stake next to you, and slash a thousand times with a knife in one hand, according to the position of your neck." ”

Ye Qing: ???

Ye Qing, who had just swung a knife in the void, staggered and looked at Zhu Gaoli in disbelief.

Zhu Gaoli said seriously: "Swing the knife with one hand a thousand times, you should find your most comfortable swinging posture." ”

Ye Qing, who was puzzled, asked: "My lord, shouldn't you teach your subordinates the most correct chopping posture, and it's best for your subordinates to practice according to them?" ”

Zhu Gaoli, who shook his head, said: "That's a practice since childhood." ”

"You have become an adult, you have worked since you were a child, and you have your own accustomed way of exerting power."

"Although this kind of force is harmful to the body."

"But it's the best way to protect yourself in a short period of time."

"Later, when I trained, I deliberately corrected it to the correct swinging posture."

"Otherwise, if you practice the most correct swinging posture from the beginning, you will feel extremely awkward, and you will not be able to draw a tiger or an anti-dog, and you will not be able to practice anything in three months."

Ye Qing, who understood what it meant, didn't ask again.

He stood in front of the stake, slashing and slashing.

Zhu Gaoli stood not far away and watched.

Watching Ye Qing quickly slash from a knife, he looked very awkward.

In the end, the speed of swinging the knife slowed down, and each knife became slower than the other, but it looked rounded.

Zhu Gaoli's eyes were full of amazement.

He whispered: "Is this the all-round talent of civil and military affairs?" ”

"In this way, not only did I find a suitable posture for myself, but I also deliberately exercised my way of holding a knife."

"I'm still thinking about practicing with him in a few days, shaking him off the knife and suppressing it."

"Now it seems that there is no way to scream in front of him."

Under Ye Qing's focused practice.

Time flies.

After more than five hundred knives, Ye Qing's arm was so tired that it was numb, and the hand holding the knife couldn't stop shaking.

After swinging the knife again, the horizontal knife slashed at the stake, and the force of the reversal shock came back, directly causing the horizontal knife to fall from his hand.

Ye Qing, who was full of shame, trembled with his right hand, bent over, and reluctantly held the knife in his hand again.

"Alright, let's get here first, take a break."

Zhu Gaoli spoke calmly.