Alienated Martial Arts

Under the dim oil lamp.

Wei Tao's heart moved and he raised his head to look at this old and tired middle-aged man.

Half a year was enough for him to obtain a lot of information, including the apprenticeship that was just mentioned.

In this world, there really are warriors who are far more powerful than ordinary people.

Just like the boss of the medicine gang in Hengxing Mountain, he is a master who can defeat ten against one, so he can gather a group of subordinates and gain a relationship with a certain nobleman in the inner city to control the entire medicinal herb business in the outer city.

When Wei Tao went to pay the monthly fee, he saw with his own eyes that the boss of the medicine gang broke a wooden stake as thick as a bowl with one whip kick, and the subsequent chain kicks were like a peacock spreading its tail, which made people dazzled and could not tell whether it was real or fake. .

It is said that these warriors have unique cultivation methods and use special methods to stimulate the human body's potential. Ordinary people have no chance of getting the true teaching.

It was because Wei Tao had a chance to help a martial artist find urgently needed herbs in the mountains. Later, Wei's father built several pieces of furniture for others, and finally he set up such a line.

Correspondingly, more than half of the offerings submitted to the Yao Gang that month were returned directly, and the family never encountered unreasonable difficulties while cutting firewood and collecting herbs in the mountains outside the city.

From that time on, Wei's father also changed his mind and stopped paying Wei Tao to study and learn literature with Mr. Wei Tao in a private school. Instead, he considered letting him practice kung fu.

According to Wei's father's simple thinking, the world is getting more and more chaotic now. Even if he is admitted as a scholar, it will be of no use. It is better to find a way to learn a kung fu. Even if he cannot become a martial artist in the future, even if he can become a The nobles in the inner city have a relatively stable living as a caretakers.

Mother Wei fumbled and took out a jar from under the bed, counting the copper coins and broken silver in it with her rough fingers, "Shopkeeper, it seems there is still a little missing."

"Including my salary for this month, it should be about the same."

Wei Yan turned to watch her mother count the money, took out a small cloth bag from her underwear, and poured some broken silver into it.

the next morning.

Wei Tao carefully protected his money bag and came to the gate of a large courtyard near the inner city.

Across the courtyard wall, loud shouts could be heard from time to time.

This was the first time he actually came to the training ground, instead of just handing over medicinal herbs to the servants hired by Master Zhou outside like before.

He knocked on the door, and a tall, stout man walked out after a moment.

"I am Xiaowei, a herbal collector. I came here specifically to meet Master Zhou."

"Is it time to deliver medicine again today? Just leave it to the steward at the front."

"No, I came to learn boxing from Master Zhou."

"Learn boxing...come in."

The big man narrowed his eyes, looked him up and down, then turned and walked inside.

In the yard, more than thirty men and women of different heights were training hard.

There was a huge iron pot filled with iron sand and a charcoal fire underneath.

They were constantly inserting their hands into it and turning it, and they were all sweating profusely. Their arms were a bright red color like blood, and there were faint clouds of white steam coming out.

After passing through the martial arts training ground and entering the lobby of the inner courtyard, a middle-aged man with a dark face and a long beard was sitting on the Taishi chair, squinting his eyes slightly and closing his eyes to rest.

Hearing the footsteps, he slowly opened his eyes and his eyes fell on Wei Tao.

Wei Tao hurriedly cupped his fists and saluted, "Master Zhou..."

"Do you really want to learn boxing from me?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly.

"yes."

Master Zhou picked up a few strands of his beard and stroked them slowly, "It's not impossible for me to take you in, but for the sake of you always delivering medicine to the martial arts school, I still remind you that with your physique, you are depleted of energy and blood. If you have to spend money to learn boxing from me, it would be more cost-effective to save the money and save it to take the meritorious examination."

Wei Tao remained silent and bowed deeply again.

"Okay, have you brought enough tea money for apprenticeship?" Master Zhou waited for a moment and closed his eyes again.

"This is the tea money for a disciple to pay filial piety to his teacher." Wei Tao handed over the bag containing the money with both hands, and at the same time offered a cup of tea.

Master Zhou took the tea and took a sip, "Now that you have entered the sect, you will be regarded as a registered disciple of our sect. From now on, you will practice with other registered disciples. As for whether you can eventually become an official disciple and learn the true inheritance of our red line boxing, It also depends on your performance and luck.”

At this point, he raised his head, his eyes wandered around, and finally landed on the strong man standing not far away, "Little Wuzi, come here and take him down to practice. Let's start with the most basic external training."

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The sun sets.

Paint the entire Cangyuan City with a light red color.

Wei Tao pulled his arms out of the cauldron in front of him. From his fingertips to his elbows, everything was red. The broken skin was covered with dense powder residue, and he felt a burning pain.

There are many people like him in the martial arts training ground, and men and women practice separately around several large pots.

There was almost no communication between them, and they just focused on their own training, hoping to reach the entry level, break away from the circle of registered disciples, and become formal disciples who could enter the inner courtyard at will.

Not only can you truly come into contact with the secrets of Red Line Fist, but your status is also significantly different from when you were a registered disciple.

At least in most areas of the outer city, the direct disciples of Red Line Fist are a sign, which can bring considerable protection and benefits to themselves and even their families.

"Fifth senior brother."

"Hello, Fifth Senior Brother."

"I've met Fifth Senior Brother."

Amidst a series of respectful greetings, the strong man whom he had met in the morning came over, holding a bottle of light yellow potion in his hand.

Before he even got close, a strong pungent smell hit his face.

"Junior Brother Wei, go to the well and clean your arm. It's your first time practicing outside today. The teacher asked me to teach you how to apply medicine."

"Thank you very much, Fifth Senior Brother."

Wei Tao took a deep breath, holding back the burning pain, and watched as his hands and forearms turned into an earthy color. A numb and itchy feeling like thousands of ants gnawing at the heart followed one after another, making people want to peel off the skin with all their strength. scratching.

"Don't move, just be patient and it will pass."

The fifth senior brother rolled up his sleeves and said with an experienced expression, "I was like this at the beginning. I couldn't help but scratch it hard and tore off a large piece of skin. There is still a scar to this day."

After applying the entire bottle of potion evenly, the fifth senior brother let out a long breath and said, "Let's go, your first day of training outside will be very taxing on your body. After you meet the teacher later, go back and rest."

After a while, Wei Tao came to the inner hall and once again saw Master Zhou sitting there drinking tea.

"Come here." He opened his eyes and waved to Wei Tao.

"Hand out."

Wei Tao raised his hands as he was told, but his eyes suddenly blurred.

Before he had time to react, the left and right tiger's mouth felt like being pricked by needles.

All the pain disappeared immediately, and then there was numbness, and I couldn't even feel the existence of my arm.

As time passed, Wei Tao suddenly felt a warm feeling. Compared with the burning pain and sudden numbness just now, it was like an experience from hell to heaven.

He subconsciously lowered his head and saw that the palms of his hands were bright red, looking like steamed prawns.

"Remember?"

In a daze, Master Zhou's voice rang in his ears.

Wei Tao suddenly came back to his senses and reacted. There was a faint flow of heat in his hands, and even the skin on that line became redder wherever it touched.

Before he could answer, Master Zhou continued, "It's normal if I don't remember it. I will slowly understand it after I go down. When I practice until the palm of my hand is as red as blood and feels like jade, it will be considered as having truly penetrated me." The gate to Red Line Boxing.”

"Okay, it's getting dark, just go back. Remember to come on time at dawn tomorrow."

"Thank you for your advice, teacher." Wei Tao bowed quickly, "The disciple will go back first."

"Wait a moment."

Master Zhou picked up the teacup and took a sip, opened his closed eyes, and called him back, "There has been some unrest in the outer city recently. It's your first day here to study, so let Xiao Wu take you back. "