Zhu Zhongba had a rough appearance, but he was actually a very shrewd person.
He could tell that Xiao Jiu's words were not true.
But it didn't matter.
He could tell that Zhu Yi, who had extraordinary martial arts, treated Xiao Jiu sincerely. He even faintly regarded Xiao Jiu as his master.
No matter how Xiao Jiu did it, with such a fellow following him, he could go to Huangjue Temple to become a monk without worry.
Sigh, I hope I can get some food from Huangjue Temple so that I can help Xiao Jiu and Zhu Yi.
…………
His eldest brother had become a monk, and Xu Da and the other brothers also had their own family matters to attend to.
Zhu Wu, who was alone at home, felt a little bored.
He had to find something for himself to do.
What was the most important thing in this chaotic world?
Force!
"Zhu Yi, can you teach me saber techniques?”
Zhu Yi, who was chopping firewood, stopped." Yes, Master!”
"I told you not to call me master. It's too eye-catching.”
"Yes, boss!"
The idea of learning martial arts had been lingering in Zhu Wu's mind for a long time, but he could not make up his mind. Martial arts in this day and age were not as mysterious as those described in martial arts novels. It was nothing more than building up strength and training one's reaction speed.
There were no secret techniques in battle. What he relied on was strength, strength, and speed. What he practiced was nothing more than the method of exerting strength and dodging.
For example, his third brother, Zhu Zhongba, and Xu Da's brothers had all practiced with guns. In any case, they fought with vigor and vigor, and all of them looked fierce.
(P.S. Zhu Zhong's eight clans were the eighth in the middle, so they should be called eighth brother. However, in his memory, Zhu Zhongjiu had always been used to addressing them according to the order of his real brothers. Above them were the eldest brother and second brother, Zhu Zhongba and third brother, Zhu Zhongjiu and fourth brother, and two older sisters. Because they had married early, they were not counted.)）
Of course, these future fierce people had not experienced the battle in the blood and fire, so they definitely could not reach the level of the future.
He had seen Third Brother Chongba and Zhu Yi practice before. They had exchanged more than 30 moves, but there was no winner.
However, he had asked Zhu Yi in private. Zhu Yi admitted that his strength and reaction speed were not as good as Zhu Zhongba's. If they continued to fight, he would definitely lose.
Even so, Zhu Wu was already very satisfied with his first soldier.
Who was Zhu Zhongba?
The future Founding Marshal of the Ming Dynasty, the number one person in the world.
During the early stages of the Anti-Yuan War, he was also famous for being a fierce general.
It was just that after his status gradually rose, he rarely took action personally.
Zhu Yi being able to last thirty moves was already beyond Zhu Wu's expectations.
The reason why Zhu Wu hesitated about practicing martial arts was because of the food.
Practicing martial arts required one to train their body. If one did not have sufficient nutrition as a foundation, one's body would only collapse.
However, ever since Zhu Zhongba left, Zhu Wu realized that even if he didn't have enough to eat every day, his growth didn't stop.
Every day, he could feel that his strength was getting bigger, and his body was getting bigger. He could also feel that he was growing taller, but the height was not obvious.
Could it be…the effect of the heat flow that flowed out of the conscription system during the "conscription"?
Zhu Wu guessed.
No matter what the reason was, since there were no consequences of malnutrition, then practicing martial arts would naturally be put on the agenda.
After making his decision, Zhu Wu's confusion and anxiety immediately dissipated. Perhaps it was because he had long realized that he had to take this path.
This was a chaotic world. There were no rules, no laws, no humanity, and no bottom line. It was different from a society ruled by law. Even the weak could have basic food, clothing, and dignity.
However, at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the rule of the imperial court was on the verge of collapse, and the strong preyed on the weak.
When the strong held a saber and had soldiers, they were like tigers and wolves. Weaklings, with farming tools and no one to rely on, you are a pig or a sheep!
Moreover, in this era, strength and weakness were related to life and death. The chances of a powerful expert surviving would be greater!
…………
Time flew by, and it was the fifth year of Zhizheng.
The world was collapsing.
Outside a village north of Zhongli, Haozhou.
A 15 - 16 year old bare-chested youth was carrying a log on his back as he ran around the village at a constant speed.
A few men squatted at the head of the field and looked at Zhu Wu, whose body was steaming hot.
Xu Da spat out the grass in his mouth and turned to Zhou Dexing, who had a black face, and said,
"This kid only has that little bit of food brought back by the Eighth Prince every day. At most, with the help of his brothers, it's not much. He and Zhu Yi have big heads. At most, they'll eat half their fill.”
Zhou Dexing didn't answer because he didn't know how to answer either. He just muttered to himself,""Little Jiu seems to have been blown up this year. His head is flying and his body is growing. At this rate, this kid's body will soon surpass the Heavy Myna.”
That's right. Zhu Wu, who was now sixteen years old, could already be considered a burly man. He was as tall as Xu Da and even slightly taller than Zhou Dexing.
"Xiao Jiu will also be a good man in the future!”Xu Da asserted.
But soon, one thing proved that there was no need to wait for the future. Zhu Wu was now a hero!
He carried the log back home.
Zhu Yi, who was already waiting in the courtyard, handed him a saber.
It was a heavy wooden saber.
Brothers, let's go for flowers, collections, and gifts!）
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