Master and disciple battle (2)
Ten years ago, in order to make his son stand out, Nettyov sent people to look for famous teachers everywhere. Finally, his efforts paid off. In a paradise more than a thousand miles away from Griningen, there was an expert who had lived in seclusion for many years. His martial arts were unfathomable and was highly respected in the local area. Many young people came here because of his fame. However, this expert had a proud spirit. If it was not someone he liked, he would not teach them a single move. No matter how rich one's family was, no matter how much they tried to persuade him, the expert would not be interested. The more he did this, the more mysterious he became. That was why Netenyov took a fancy to this and brought his son to learn from him. From their conversation, they learned that this expert was called Papilo. He was originally from the military, but because he couldn't stand the power struggles in the officialdom, he resigned in anger and lived in seclusion in the mountains. Papilo was skilled in martial arts, and he was proficient in poetry, music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Such a talented person with both civil and military talents and virtue was rare. Netenyaf was determined to let his son join Papilo. As soon as Papilo saw Birmingham, he liked him from the bottom of his heart. There was no reason for him not to accept him, and Birmingham successfully became Papilo's disciple.
From that day on, Papilo devoted himself to training Birmingham. In the beginning, Papilo had instructed Birminghamia to move a pile of rocks from the cave entrance a hundred meters away, and Birminghamia did as he was told. The next day, Papilo asked Birminghamia to move the stone back from a hundred meters away. Although Birminghamia had doubts in his heart, he did not dare to ask why he did so. After more than a month, Birmingham was a little impatient. He went straight to his master to ask him why he only asked him to move stones and not teach him martial arts.
Papilo didn't say anything, but he had already seen through Yiming's thoughts. He pointed to a big rock and said,""Try and see if you can break the stone.”
Alright, this huge rock was two meters square and seemed to weigh more than a ton. How could it be broken? Was he joking? Isn't this making things difficult for me? Beckham looked troubled.
"How would you know if you don't try? Don't you want to learn martial arts?" If he didn't even dare to do such a small thing, how could he learn in the future? Come! Try using all your strength!"
Benjamin had to do as he was told. He held his breath and concentrated all his strength in his palm, then slapped it out. "Pa!" Her voice was so crisp! Benjamin's hands were numb. Where's Big Rock? He didn't move. Benjamin felt embarrassed and mumbled,""Don't talk about me. Such a big stone, no one can shatter it. Isn't this deliberately making things difficult? You just want me to do things that I can't do. It doesn't make sense. What does this have to do with learning martial arts? It doesn't make sense!"
Papilo smiled and signaled for Birmingham to move away. He didn't see how lucky he was, he just waved it gently. Boom! The boulder shattered into pieces, and shattered pieces flew everywhere. Benjamin was dumbfounded. "What's wrong with asking you to move rocks?" Your little ability is not enough for me to teach you martial arts. If you're still not convinced, get out!”
Benjamin could only retreat dejectedly. It really envied its master! Why was he so godly? He was terrified by the huge rock, but his master had shattered it with a casual move. How high was his realm? I don't know when I'll be able to reach this realm. Forget it, let's not think about it. Listen to Master and move the stone obediently!
Half a year passed by in a flash. On this day, Papilo called out to Beckham and asked kindly,""How have you been recently? Any insights?"
"Master, I followed your instructions and moved the stones every day. At first, it was very laborious and took half a day to finish moving them. Now, it only takes a meal. Master, can I stop moving stones?”
Papilo didn't say anything and pointed at a rock that was much bigger than the last time. "Don't just say it so beautifully. Try it!”
With a stable horse stance, Birmingham circulated his body and pushed his palms forward. "Bang!" The stone did not shatter, but it cracked from the middle. Benjamin couldn't believe his eyes. He looked at his hands and murmured,""Did I really do this?"
Papilo stroked his beard happily, narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly."Yes! You're worth teaching!"
After getting his master's approval, Birmingham was very happy. At the same time, he understood his master's good intentions. Moving the stones around every day was to temper his will and strength. Master looked so fierce on the surface, but in fact, he still loved him very much. Master really put in a lot of effort!
From then on, Birminghamu earnestly followed Pabilo to practice martial arts. He would get up before dawn every day to practice hard. Day after day, Birminghamu learned a lot of profound martial arts from Pabilo, and also learned Pabilo's noble character. Time flew by, and three years had passed without him realizing it. Birmingham's martial arts had advanced by leaps and bounds. Under Pablo's tutelage, Birmingham's martial arts and moral character were both win-win.
One day, Papilo took Birmingham to a cave. There was a grave in the cave, and the tombstone read: Tomb of the War God.
Pablo told Birminghamia that the tomb was buried with Parmar, the God of War from fifty years ago. Fifty years ago, Parmar had used his pair of octagonal purple-gold hammers to defeat all the opponents in the world. He was the invincible trump card and was hailed as the God of War. He was betrayed by his subordinates during another rebellion and was trapped in a tight encirclement. In the end, he was heavily injured because he was outnumbered. He fought his way out of the encirclement and escaped here. That was when we met. Although I tried my best to treat its injuries, it was too seriously injured. Before it died, it entrusted me with finding a fated person to tell its life to future generations and carry forward its spirit.
Papilo moved the tombstone and the tomb opened. Birmingham went forward to take a look. There was a pair of octagonal purple gold hammers and a book in the tomb. Pablo took out the golden hammers and book, and told Birmingham to kneel down. He said earnestly,"Child, you are a hardworking child and also a fated person. You are the only disciple I have taken in so far. I think this pair of octagonal purple gold hammers is suitable for you, so I brought you here to fulfill the War God's wish. I hope you can carry forward the War God's spirit and not let down the War God's painstaking efforts.”
Birmingham quickly knelt down to the God of War, claiming that he would never disgrace the God of War's name and create a great cause.
Under the guidance and careful training of Papilo, he practiced hard according to the moves in the secret manual. After a year, he was able to use the pair of octagonal purple gold hammers with ease, and his martial arts skills improved to a higher level.
One morning, the sun was shining brightly. The breeze blew the fragrance of flowers, and the birds chirped happily on the branches. Papilo called out to Beckham.
"Child! You have already learned something, and I have nothing more to teach you. You have completed your studies, so you can go back. In the future, remember to punish evil and promote good. Don't run amok. If I find out that you've done evil, I won't forgive you. In the future, don't mention that I'm your master, and don't come looking for me.”
Birmingham quickly knelt down, tears streaming down his face. "Master, I'm not leaving. I want to be with you for the rest of my life!”
"Nonsense! How could a man be so wishy-washy? Just leave when I tell you to, protect the country, and do something great. Our relationship as master and disciple ends here. Let's go back! Your father is looking forward to your return. Do not do good because it is small, do not do evil because it is small. Go!"
Birmingham bowed, and when he raised his head, Papilo had already left quietly. Remembering his Master's words, Birmingham left in tears.
After returning home, he helped his father fight against the American army. As an American soldier today, seven years had passed. He did not dare to forget his master's teachings every day. He practiced martial arts diligently and cultivated himself. Now, the master that he had been thinking about day and night was right across from him. Unexpectedly, he was meeting his master in such a situation. He couldn't help but feel a little sad. She wanted to see her master, but she was afraid of seeing him.
The cold wind blew, and Birminghamia was suffering from both joy and anxiety.
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