Practice Remembering You

---The next day---

Zhang Yu got up early and subconsciously wanted to call the servants to help him change clothes, but he immediately realized that he was alone now, so he put on his clothes awkwardly and went out.

Zhang Yu didn't see Wu Mengjie and thought that the other party was not considerate enough and left first. But then he changed his mind and thought that it shouldn't be the case. Most likely, he hasn't woken up yet.

I leaned over the window and poked a hole, and sure enough, I saw Wu Mengjie still lying on the bed.

Thinking it would be bad to be late on the first day as it would leave a bad impression on the teachers, I knocked on the door a few times.

Wu Mengjie's lazy and tired voice came from inside. Zhang Yu urged him a few more times before Wu Mengjie got up.

When I opened the door, I found that Wu Mengjie had slight dark circles under his eyes.

"You... stayed up late?" Zhang Yu stared at the other person up and down.

"What do you mean by staying up late?" Wu Mengjie pretended to be confused.

"I see, you sneaked out!" Zhang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, "I heard a wheezing sound coming from your room last night, you practiced secretly!"

Wu Mengjie remained calm and said, "Don't talk nonsense. I didn't run away. I'm not that kind of person. I just flipped through it yesterday and took a look. I was just a little excited and my breathing became a little faster."

After saying that, he walked away quickly as if escaping, pretending not to hear anything Zhang Yu said.

After dinner, the two came to the martial arts training ground. There were already people in the ground. They were the two senior brothers from yesterday. They were practicing against each other.

When the two senior brothers saw the two junior brothers coming, they stopped, ran over hurriedly, and spoke to the two junior brothers in a friendly manner.

Both brothers were tall and strong, breathing heavily and powerfully. Because they had just been fighting, their breathing was still a little rapid.

To Zhang Yu and Wu Mengjie, this rapid and powerful breathing sounded like a horse or a cow breathing.

The brother on the left is named Liu Pojian. He has droopy eyes, crescent eyebrows, a wide nose, thick lips, a square face, and long hair draped over his shoulders, which is completely unkempt.

Another senior brother had an oval face, almond-shaped eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and his hair was tied in a ponytail. His name was Liu Wuzai.

They were very fond of both junior brothers. They were very excited as they had not met their juniors for a long time.

I told Zhang Yu and Wu Mengjie that if the master was not around, they could ask them if they had any questions and they didn't need to worry about them not being able to explain. As martial arts are something that can be mastered once you learn them, the deep parts might be difficult to explain, but other difficult questions would be no problem at all.

Zhang Yu expressed his gratitude. When the two brothers heard Zhang Yu calling them brothers and thanking them, they showed expressions of enjoyment on their faces.

Later, Zhang Yu and Wu Mengjie called him "senior brother" many times, which made the two children look a little strange.

"Shua~shua~shua~"

Three gentle breezes blew by, and Zheng Qianli, An Ruhua, and Cheng Shang appeared in front of the two children. (In fact, An Ruhua had nothing to do today, but she just came along.)

Zhang Yu and Wu Mengjie stepped forward to pay their respects, and the two senior brothers did the same.

Zheng Qianli asked the two senior brothers to go practice martial arts over there, but they ran away as if they were very afraid of him.

Before starting teaching, Cheng Shang took out two letters and handed them to Zhang Yu and Wu Mengjie.

Zhang Yu knew it was written by his father as soon as he saw the handwriting. It said, "Son, your father is proud of you. Your mother and your family are also proud of you. Try your best to move forward. Don't have any worries. Your family will always support you!"

Zhang Yu felt very warm when he saw the words his father wrote to him. A raging fire ignited in his heart. He was determined to make a name for himself here!

Wu Mengjie's reaction was somewhat different from Zhang Yu's, but the will revealed was very similar.

When the teachers saw that both children had finished watching, they began to teach.

Zhang Yu and Wu Mengjie have different ways of learning.

Zhang Yu was asked to open the book, read it first, and then imitate the movements in the book. After that, the teacher began to comment on the process of teaching Zhang Yu, pointed out what was wrong, and personally taught Zhang Yu the correct posture.

After being corrected, repeat the imitation until the action is fully mastered and becomes muscle memory, then stop and move on to the next one.

Because Wu Mengjie chose weapon-based martial arts, he needs to learn how to hold the weapon properly first, otherwise he might hurt himself if he is not careful.

Zheng Qianli gave him a solid wooden sword and taught him twelve ways to hold the sword.

Let them hold each sword-holding method for the time of an incense stick. When the time is up, do not rest, but immediately switch to another action. Only after all the movements have been changed can they rest for a while. When they have rested enough, they can continue training.

When you can hold the sword in each position for half an hour and switch between them at will, then you can start practicing swordsmanship.

This made Wu Mengjie look at Zheng Qianli with even more resentment, thinking that Zheng Qianli was deliberately making trouble for him, but he couldn't resist and could only mutter to himself in secret.

the other side.

Zhang Yu has a very good brain. The first move of "Universal Grappling Hands" has a total of five major movements, and between the major movements are twelve small movements to control the muscles. As a result, Zhang Yu remembered the general idea after only watching it once, and then controlled his body according to the movements he remembered in his mind.

Although she rarely plays around like her peers, Zhang Yu is still very flexible. In just the first try, she has copied the first move of the universal grappling hand by 70% or 80%!

This surprised Cheng Shang, who was in charge! An Ruhua and Zheng Qianli on the side looked at him sideways. They hadn't seen such a talented person in martial arts for a long time.

Although the first move is much simpler than the following ones, don't forget that "Wan Xiang Gong" is the top-level martial arts, and its complexity is much easier than ordinary martial arts.

Wu Mengjie, who was training in static sword-holding techniques nearby, saw his masters' attention being drawn over there and subconsciously looked over there as well.

As a result, this action caused his sword-holding motion to shift.

"Can't you even maintain such a simple movement?!" Zheng Qianli turned around and stared at Wu Mengjie sternly: "Do you need a lighter sword? Do you think the air sword will work?"

Wu Mengjie wanted to cry but had no tears, his eyes filled with grievance.

Zheng Qianli said in a deep voice: "You can't be distracted when practicing martial arts, otherwise it's hard to achieve high achievements. If you want to become a first-class master, you must overcome the bad habit of not being able to actively concentrate and being easily distracted.

If it were an ordinary person, it would be fine if I were distracted. At most, I could become a second-rate expert, which would be enough for my life. But you are different. You must become a first-rate expert."

"Why do you have to become a top-notch master?" Wu Mengjie asked with a pout.

"For two reasons. The first reason is that after becoming a first-rate master, you will have the absolute ability to protect yourself among mortals. At least you will not be killed by mortals in a head-on confrontation.

The second reason is that when a monk practices, he needs to concentrate highly so that he can absorb a large amount of spiritual energy. Otherwise, his attention will be scattered, so how can he capture the spiritual energy that is difficult to access?

To become a first-class master, you must have a strong ability to actively concentrate. To become a first-class master is to exercise your ability to concentrate.

It is precisely because becoming a first-class master can satisfy both 'self-preservation' and 'concentration' at the same time that it becomes a prerequisite for cultivation. Do you understand?"

After hearing this, Wu Mengjie finally understood. He did not talk back, but glanced at Zhang Yu who was working hard, then silently got into position and continued training.

At the same time, he stopped nagging at Zheng Qianli in his heart, and instead decided that he would not let Zhang Yu fall behind no matter what.

Zheng Qianli thought Wu Mengjie would still talk back to him. After all, he was just a child. Even if the adults had explained the reason, he might not understand the adults' good intentions.

He had already planned to spank Wu Mengjie and force him to practice martial arts well, but Wu Mengjie didn't talk back, which made Zheng Qianli like Wu Mengjie even more.