"The foundation of the Divine Soldier Tactics is not to train the body, but to stimulate the spirit orifice at the end of the spine through thirteen fixed movements …"
Instructor Lin sat on a chair, shaking his head as he explained the essentials of the Divine Soldier Tactics.
He was very old, and the most impressive thing about him was his half-foot-long white beard. It gave people a feeling of extreme old age.
In fact, looking at his face, he was only a middle-aged man.
The dozens of youths sitting below were either sleeping with their heads down, whispering to each other, or staring blankly into space, and so on.
The only one who was paying attention was Gao Zhengyang, sitting at the very front.
The Divine Soldier Tactics was the simplest and most widely spread martial art of the human race. For all the youths, this was something they had learned since they were young.
At this time, they naturally had no interest in listening.
But Gao Zhengyang was different, he didn't inherit much of the body's memory. Although he remembered some martial arts training methods, they were incomplete. He naturally didn't dare to try.
Since someone was willing to systematically explain the Divine Soldier Tactics, of course he would listen carefully.
Instructor Lin had taught the Divine Soldier Tactics all his life, so he could recite it backwards.
Without opening his eyes, he held a thin wooden stick and casually pointed at the human figure on the wall behind him. The position was perfect.
"See, this is the spirit orifice in the lower abdomen, it's the easiest to sense the Qi of Heaven and Earth. The most amazing thing about the Divine Soldier Tactics is that it can open the spirit orifice from the outside to the inside. No matter how stupid a person is, as long as they practice the Divine Soldier Tactics for ten years, they can open the spirit orifice and sense the existence of the Qi. "
"I don't believe it!" A bold youth said, "For someone like Gao Shazi, he can't open the spirit orifice even if he practices for a lifetime."
Instructor Lin opened his eyes and looked at the youth who spoke, "Who said you could speak?"
Although the youth was bold, he didn't dare to say anything after being glared at by his cold gaze.
The other youths were also shocked, and didn't dare to speak again.
Instructor Lin snorted and said, "Don't underestimate the Divine Soldier Tactics. This martial art moves from shallow to deep, from the outside to the inside. It's the most upright. It's the best martial art in the world. It was the True Martial Saint Emperor who had created this martial art. Because of this, the human race started to practice martial arts and gradually became stronger. "
The youths had heard this kind of thing many times since they were young, so they did not care much about it. Due to their limited knowledge and experience, it was difficult for them to understand the meaning behind it.
Most of the youths didn't know how to fake it, and their faces all revealed looks of disapproval. But no one dared to retort.
Gao Zhengyang listened attentively. If Instructor Lin wasn't lying, the Divine Soldier Technique had been passed down for tens of thousands of years.
Putting aside its historical significance, just the fact that it had been passed down for so long and had withstood the test of time proved that this martial art was extraordinary.
"After the continuous revision and supplementation of the experts of our Mountain Kingdom, the Divine Soldier Technique has been perfected …"
After explaining for a while, Instructor Lin noticed Gao Zhengyang's attitude and was quite satisfied. He nodded: "If you can be as serious as him, you will become a true martial artist sooner or later!"
The youth who spoke just now couldn't help but whisper: "He is Gao Shazi."
The other youths heard this and instantly burst into laughter.
Instructor Lin felt a bit embarrassed, his face immediately darkened. He shouted: "This is the martial lecture hall, not a place for you to fool around."
Instructor Lin raised his voice: "Men, drag this kid out, give him five lashes to teach him a lesson."
The two old soldiers who were sitting at the door strode in, grinning as they grabbed the youth who spoke and dragged him out.
Right at the door, they took off his clothes and whipped him five times.
The martial lecture hall was actually a grass hut with windows on all four sides, it could even be called a pavilion.
All the youths could clearly see that after one lash, the skin on the youth's back was split open.
His shrill scream was even more ear-piercing.
After the five lashes, the youth was already twitching all over, lying limply on the ground, he didn't even have the strength to scream.
All the youths' faces were pale, and they couldn't help but scream. The grass hut was abnormally quiet.
Instructor Lin stroked his white beard and sneered without saying anything. These youths didn't know that military law was merciless, it was not child's play.
"You've all learned the Divine Soldier Tactics, but how many of you truly understand its profound meaning? Sitting here, you perked up your ears and listened carefully. I'm not here to fool you. "
Instructor Lin established his authority. All the way until the end of the class, the youths were very obedient.
Not only did he explain the Divine Soldier Tactics, but he also explained the path of cultivation for sorcerers and spell casters. Finally, he even commented on the general situation of the countries on the mainland.
Instructor Lin rambled on for the entire afternoon, and the class only ended when the sky turned dark.
The youths were drowsy from listening, but they didn't dare to sleep, so they spent an extremely painful afternoon.
Gao Zhengyang, on the other hand, was listening with great interest.
In this world, high-level martial artists had the power to split mountains and split the earth. Powerful martial artists could decide the fate of an entire country.
Equally powerful were sorcerers and spell casters. Sorcerers believed in their ancestors and gods, and obtained great power from their faith.
Spell casters relied on runes to obtain power.
Powerful beasts and some high-level barbarians were born with runes on their bones, possessing magical power.
In the beginning, sorcerers imitated these runes, gradually deciphering their mysteries and obtaining power. In the end, they formed a huge system of sorcerers.
Instructor Lin's lecture was not exciting, but it was systematic and comprehensive.
This kind of condescending and commanding perspective was better than most people in the Tielin Sect.
Instructor Lin might not have realized this himself.
To Gao Zhengyang, it was like seeing the sun after the clouds parted, and he suddenly saw the light.
Of course, limited by his ability, Instructor Lin's lecture was only general.
Whether it was a spell caster or a sorcerer, he did not understand. He couldn't even explain the simplest martial arts.
Gao Zhengyang was not disappointed. He felt that this was normal.
Even in the era of the explosion of knowledge in his previous life, how many people could explain the theory of relativity?
If any random person could explain high-end power very clearly, then this kind of power was not worthy of respect.
Dinner in the barracks was simple and crude. It was steamed wheat cakes and wild vegetable soup.
In the bowls of the veterans, there was a square piece of fatty meat.
The new soldiers drooled. A bold youth even went to ask the cook, but was rudely scolded back.
A few youths looked at Gao Zhengyang's wheat cakes, their eyes shining. However, no one dared to snatch it in public.
To the youths, the wheat cakes were not enough to fight their hunger. They could only sit in the big pot of soup and drink bowl after bowl until they were full.
Gao Zhengyang was not full either, but he was not interested in drinking soup. While everyone was still drinking, he got up and left.
The Iron Blood Army barracks were very simple. The wooden fence around the perimeter was not high. Gao Zhengyang found a deserted corner and easily flipped over it.
After dinner, it was the most relaxing time in the barracks.
With the loose military discipline of the Iron Blood Army, no one would notice his whereabouts. Even if someone did, it would not be a problem.
Because the person who noticed him must have their own motives. It would not be so noisy that everyone would know.
Gao Zhengyang quietly returned to Old Cang's house. He did not knock, but directly climbed over the wall.
Old Cang was sitting in the yard. When he saw a black shadow jump in, he stood up in shock and was about to scream.
"It's me," Gao Zhengyang said helplessly, "You old man, don't be as timid as a little girl!"
Old Cang also knew that he was overreacting, so he said embarrassedly, "The sky is so dark, and you changed your appearance. Of course I couldn't recognize you."
Gao Zhengyang's shaved head was very conspicuous in the dark. He was also wearing leather armor, and looked completely different from the afternoon.
After a pause, Old Cang asked doubtfully, "Why did you come back?"
"I came back for dinner," Gao Zhengyang replied as if it was a matter of course.
"You have some guts, leaving the barracks without permission. If you get caught, you will be in big trouble."
Old Cang was very surprised. Gao Zhengyang's guts were a little too big.
Gao Zhengyang did not have time to speak. His mouth was already full of meat. The meat had already been braised. Although it was greasy, eating it directly was not a problem.
Today, the titanium alloy would complete the first stage of fusion, so he had to eat his fill. As for breaking the rules, there was no need to think about it.
"You still have fifteen pounds of meat. How much more can you eat? Just leave it with me, I will definitely not steal it! "
Old Cang kept assuring him. He thought that Gao Zhengyang was afraid that he would steal the meat, so he took the risk to come back.
Gao Zhengyang just ate the meat without saying a word.
"The barracks are tough, right? How good would it be if you came with me? Go find that powerhouse and learn some earth-shattering skills. The world is so big, there is no place you can't go. You can eat whatever you want! "
Old Cang seized the opportunity and continued to encourage Gao Zhengyang to go with him.
"Right, I was afraid that you would be at a disadvantage, so I went to find the Moon Priestess and asked her to bring you out earlier."
Old Cang took the opportunity to do Gao Zhengyang a favor, "The Tielin Sect is so big, and only I will take care of you for your father's sake. Why would I lie to you? I can't harm you! "
"You went to find Little Yue?" Gao Zhengyang suddenly raised his head and asked.
"Y-yes." Hearing that Gao Zhengyang's tone was a little strange, Old Cang also hesitated.
He didn't say it, but in his heart, he was already quite afraid of Gao Zhengyang.
Gao Zhengyang indifferently said, "Just take care of yourself. You don't need to care about my business. "
Gao Zhengyang wasn't afraid of anything, but he didn't like to owe people favors. He would soon leave the Tielin Sect, and he didn't want to be associated with anything here.
Old Cang felt wronged, "I'm not doing this for your own good …"
Gao Zhengyang continued to eat the meat in silence.
In the darkness, Old Cang could only see Gao Zhengyang's blurry figure, and he couldn't see his expression.
Gao Zhengyang's silence made him feel very depressed. He couldn't continue to defend himself.
In the quiet courtyard, only the sound of Gao Zhengyang chewing and swallowing could be heard.
Old Cang swallowed his saliva. He had a creepy feeling, as if he was being chewed and eaten by Gao Zhengyang little by little.
Old Cang really wanted to stay away from Gao Zhengyang, but he didn't dare to move. He sat there, twisting his butt. It was as if there was a needle under his butt.
"Eat your fill."
In the darkness, Gao Zhengyang said with satisfaction.
Gao Zhengyang's tone revealed a hint of joy, which made Old Cang's heart relax, and he lightly sighed.
But before he could say anything, Gao Zhengyang's figure flashed, and he disappeared.
Old Cang was stunned. He carefully looked around and found that Gao Zhengyang had indeed left.
"Why is it like a ghost!"
Old Cang complained. He opened his big pot, only to find that it was already empty.
"Damn, you idiot, are you trying to stuff yourself to death?" Old Cang cursed in disbelief.
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