When Zuo Yi came to the sword room, he saw Sun Qiang sweating profusely as he practiced his body-tempering moves in the corner of the room.
On the other side, Wang Jiaojiao and Bao'er were sitting close to each other on the same stool. They were as close as sisters. They were happily feeding Teck and teasing the Pipi parrot. They looked very happy.
"Uncle!"
Seeing Zuo Yi come in, Wang Jiaojiao immediately jumped down from the stool and cupped her fists with a grin. "Master!"
She was clearly imitating the moves in movies and television dramas. Although it was not very standard, it looked very cute.
Zuo Yi said lightly, "Just call me teacher."
"Teacher."
Sun Qiang stopped and respectfully bowed to Zuo Yi. "Good morning!"
"Yes."
Zuo Yi nodded and said, "Continue practicing."
"Yes!"
Sun Qiang immediately turned around and continued his unfinished movements.
Wang Jiaojiao curled her lips. She was probably disdainful of the little fatty's respectful and obedient manner.
Zuo Yi noticed her small movements and said, "Wang Jiaojiao, since you have signed up to learn from me, I will definitely give you corresponding guidance on swordsmanship."
After a slight pause, he continued, "Now you have two choices. The first is to learn Wu Meng's standard basic swordsmanship from me. The second choice is for me to teach you another set of basic swordsmanship that needs to be complemented with body-tempering techniques."
The so-called Wu Meng's standard basic swordsmanship referred to the introductory swordsmanship teaching materials published by Da Xia's Martial Arts Union in 2000.
This set of teaching materials had been revised three times in nearly two decades. It was used by all the martial arts dojos in Da Xia. There were even many foreign martial arts dojos that used it to nurture their students.
Standardization was the core of this basic sword technique, and it was suitable for most people.
The swordsmanship students that Shang Yulin personally taught were Wu Meng's standard basic swordsmanship.
As for the second choice, it was the skill that Zuo Yi had taught Sun Qiang.
Since they were all students, he treated Sun Qiang and Wang Jiaojiao equally, even if the latter did not really want to learn swordsmanship.
Wang Jiaojiao asked curiously, "Master, um, teacher, what's the difference between these two sword techniques?"
"The difference is …"
Zuo Yi said, "The first set of swordsmanship is very simple and easy to practice. I think it suits you. The second set will be very difficult and painful to learn. You can ask Sun Qiang."
He pointed at Little Fatty.
Wang Jiaojiao said decisively, "Teacher, I want to learn the second set!"
If Zuo Yi had not said, "I think it suits you," Wang Jiaojiao might have chosen the first set. But it was precisely this sentence that provoked the stubbornness and rebelliousness in her personality.
How could the great senior sister be worse than the second senior brother?
Zuo Yi smiled faintly. "Have you thought it through?"
Wang Jiaojiao suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. But since she had already said it, she had to force herself to continue. "Yes, I have!"
"Good."
Zuo Yi nodded. "Go change into a set of blademaster clothes now. I will teach you when you come back."
When new students entered the dojos, the dojos would give them two sets of martial arts clothes or blademaster clothes. Those who had money could also buy them. Wang Jiaojiao had not prepared anything, so she went to the changing room to change into the complimentary set.
Zuo Yi had her stand in the middle of the room and then walked around her.
Under Zuo Yi's gaze, this delicate girl felt that all her secrets were exposed. She was clearly wearing a conservative blademaster clothes, but it was as if she was not wearing anything.
There was a strong sense of shame.
Wang Jiaojiao's face turned red in an instant. She was about to cry!
Although she was a little willful and rebellious, she was still an eighteen or nineteen year old girl.
Fortunately, Zuo Yi quickly retracted his gaze.
He was a little surprised.
Wang Jiaojiao's body proportions were excellent. Her body was also very good. Her bones and muscles were even. It could be said that she was an outstanding swordsman. If placed in the world of Sadeya, she was undoubtedly a knight seed that was worth nurturing.
The most important thing was that Wang Jiaojiao's perception was very sharp. This meant that her spiritual power was higher than ordinary people.
Her only shortcoming was that she was old. Her bones were basically fixed, so there was a lot less plasticity.
Even so, her comprehensive talent in martial arts was also much higher than Sun Qiang's. This was innate. There was no point in being envious.
To be honest, with such good talent, if she chose to learn Wu Meng's standard basic swordsmanship, Zuo Yi would feel that it was a pity.
He said, "Stand still. If you can't help it, then scream."
If I can't help it, scream?
Wang Jiaojiao, whose sense of shame had subsided, felt all the hairs on her body stand up.
She suddenly realized that coming here today was a mistake. Learning swordsmanship from Zuo Yi was even worse.
But at this moment, Wang Jiaojiao did not have time to regret.
Because in the next moment, Zuo Yi's finger poked the back of her neck where the first vertebra was located.
"Ah!"
Wang Jiaojiao could not help but open her mouth and let out a silent scream. A hot breath entered her body from Zuo Yi's fingertips and spread to her limbs and bones in the blink of an eye.
She felt as if she had been hit by a high-voltage electric current. Her whole body lost control, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.
Then, under Zuo Yi's control, she raised her head, straightened her body, bent her knees, twisted her waist, turned her hips, and kicked her legs like a marionette. She completed a complicated body movement.
It was like a machine that had not been lubricated for a long time. All the joints in her body made a fine grinding sound.
It only took a few seconds to complete a movement, but to Wang Jiaojiao, it felt as if a century had passed. The intense soreness, numbness, itchiness, and pain that came from her skin, muscles, and bones made her finally unable to hold back her cries.
"Ah!"
The heart-wrenching soprano frightened Pipi, who was watching the scene, and immediately hid in the Bao'er's pocket.
The Bao'er covered his ears and looked at Sister Jiaojiao sympathetically.
Sun Qiang, who was watching the scene from the side, was secretly laughing.
He had already experienced the same feeling. Now that it was Wang Jiaojiao's turn to experience it, he felt very good just by watching.
Didn't you want to be the eldest senior sister? Come, come, come. I'll let you have your fill first!
The students in the hall outside also heard Wang Jiaojiao's scream, but everyone, including Shang Yulin, was indifferent. They had already gotten used to it.
There was not much difference between a male and a female voice.
"Ah! Ah! "
The elongated soprano turned into a short scream. Zuo Yi withdrew his finger.
At this time, Wang Jiaojiao was sweating profusely. Her face was pale, her eyes were blank, and her legs were trembling. She could not even stand properly.
Zuo Yi asked, "Do you still want to continue learning? It's not too late to regret now. "
Wang Jiaojiao slowly came back to her senses. She subconsciously wanted to shake her head. I don't want to learn anymore. Even if you beat me to death, I won't learn anymore!
However, from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Student Xiao Qiang, who was secretly laughing. The latter's gloating expression immediately made her angry.
No matter what, she could not lose face in front of this wretched little fatty!
Wang Jiaojiao fiercely squeezed out a word from between her teeth. "Learn!"
"Very good."
Zuo Yi nodded. "Then let's do it again."
"Ah!"
The sharp soprano voice rang out again and again in the sword room, and then it became hoarse and weak.
After a few times, when Wang Jiaojiao's body and brain had completely memorized the body refining movements, Zuo Yi let her go. "Go out and drink some salt water. Then go change your clothes. I'll give you half an hour to rest."
Wang Jiaojiao was already powerless to speak. She dragged her heavy footsteps out of the sword room. She was dejected and embarrassed. She did not have the slightest bit of the previous arrogant "Senior Sister" demeanor. She probably had a shadow in her heart.
Pa!
Zuo Yi waved his wooden sword and knocked on the head of the snickering Sun Qiang. He scolded, "Have you seen enough? If you have, then continue practicing. If you don't want to practice, then go home and drink milk! "
The little fatty shrank his head and hurriedly continued practicing. He was very serious.
Zuo Yi did not pay attention to him anymore. He reached out and held the little girl's hand to let her jump down from the stool. The strict teacher immediately turned into a loving father. "Baby, do we still want to practice today?"
"Yes!"
The Bao 'er crisply replied.
She had brought her beloved little wooden sword over, so she definitely wanted to continue practicing her swordsmanship.
"Good."
Zuo Yi said with a smile. "Then today, Daddy will teach you two new swordsmanship moves."
As before, he taught her step by step. His guidance was filled with gentleness and love.
Only the Bao 'er could enjoy such treatment!
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