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Chapter 367 Teaching martial arts
"The village chief is too polite!" Wu Liang said casually, and asked Yao Tian to kill the horse thief and resurrect the villagers of Zhaojia Village, because his heart was not cold, and he always regarded himself as an ordinary person, not cold-blooded and ruthless. The saint of the common people.

Most people think that they are good people. Even those who are heinous people want to be a good person at first. If it is not involuntary, not many people are willing to be a bad person.

Wu Liang, who has always considered himself a good man, would not have helped him when he saw horse thieves slaughtering people wantonly. If he hadn't been strong enough to turn the world around, he would have done so long ago.

"Brother Wu, are you a cultivator?" Zhao Rende asked suddenly.

"I am a warrior." Wu Liang responded, and secretly said: "Strictly speaking, I am a warrior who breaks the world with force."

"Brother Wu, do you think any of the children in our village have the talent to practice martial arts?" Zhao Rende asked.

"If you want to be successful in martial arts, what you need is not talent, but perseverance." Wu Liang said.

"Brother Wu, do these children have perseverance?" Zhao Rende asked.

"Perseverance has both innate and acquired qualities. Even people with poor perseverance can reach extraordinary levels of perseverance after living in a desperate situation for a long time." Wu Liang said disapprovingly.

"Brother Wu, can these children in our village learn martial arts from you?" Zhao Rende asked again.

"No problem, as long as they are willing to learn, I can teach them." Wu Liang hesitated, then nodded and agreed.

"Thank you very much, Brother Wu. As you know, our Zhaojia Village is located on the edge of the forest. There are many hunters, cultivators, and horse thieves coming and going. Without a little force, life cannot be autonomous."

"Brother Wu, we pay you 50 taels of silver every month as the children's school fees. How about this?" Zhao Rende asked.

"Village head, there is no need for tuition fees. The road to martial arts is very difficult. If the child can't bear the hardship, tell him not to come. Before sunrise tomorrow, children who are willing to practice martial arts, let them wait for me at the foot of the mountain." Wu Liang said.

Now he has nothing to do. Apart from fishing and hunting every day, he can't find any recreational activities. It is human nature to be good as a teacher. He has confiscated a few apprentices. Now that he has free time, he plans to train a few disciples.

"Then what's the point?" Zhao Rende wondered.

"It's all from the folks in the village, so the tuition is free." Wu Liang said with a smile.

"Then I will trouble Brother Wu." Zhao Rende said.

After eating and drinking, Wu Liang left alone.

"Baby who want to learn martial arts, all stand here." Zhao Rende said loudly.

"Second Grandpa, I want to learn martial arts." 16-year-old Zhao Dazhuang said.

"Second Grandpa, I also want to learn martial arts." 15-year-old Zhao Erhei said.

"Second Grandpa, I want to learn martial arts." 14-year-old Zhao Sanniu said.

"Second Grandpa, can I learn martial arts?" 13-year-old Zhao Siqiang asked expectantly.

"Second Grandpa, I also want to learn martial arts." 11-year-old Zhao Jinyin asked.

"Jinyin, you are a girl, what kind of martial arts do you learn?" Zhao Renhou frowned and asked.

"Third, let her go. Next time a horse thief enters the village, she will be able to protect herself somewhat," Zhao Rende said.

"Yes, Second Brother." Zhao Renhou nodded in agreement.

When villagers in Zhaojia Village named their children, they mostly ranked them from oldest to youngest. For example, the children of the elder family were called Zhao Da, Zhao Er, and the children of the second child were called Zhao San, Zhao Four what.

"Brother Wu, these children all want to learn martial arts. Take a look. If anyone is not suitable for learning martial arts, I will take him back." Seeing the other party approaching, Zhao Rende hastily greeted him, and said with a smile on his face.

"Let's keep them all. Whoever can persist for how long and how much they can learn depends on their good fortune." Wu Liang said indifferently. In his opinion, a sheep is driven, and a group of sheep is also driven, how many are few? It doesn't matter.

"Why don't you quickly kowtow to your master?" Zhao Rende shouted.

"Disciple pays homage to master." The teenagers knelt and kowtowed in no particular order.

"You are just a few of my disciples for the time being. If you want to become my direct disciples, it depends not only on your moral character, but also on your perseverance!" Wu Liang said mercilessly.

"Brother Wu, I will leave these children to you. If anyone is disobedient, don't be polite." Zhao Rende said.

"Okay." Wu Liang nodded.

"Brother Wu, I'm leaving first." After Zhao Rende finished speaking, he turned and left like the wind.

"Tell me first, what's your name?" Wu Liang asked.

"Master, my name is Zhao Dazhuang."

"Master, my name is Zhao Erhei."

"Master, my name is Zhao Sanniu."

"Master, my name is Zhao Siqiang."

"Master, my name is Zhao Jinyin." The five teenagers said one by one.

"Xiwu needs to persevere. Those who lack perseverance, no matter how talented they are, don't want to achieve anything on the road of martial arts. Have you seen the wasteland in front?" Wu Liang pointed to a piece of wasteland by the river.

"I see." The five nodded.

"Run along the edge of the wasteland at a moderate speed. If I don't tell you to stop, you are not allowed to stop," Wu Liang said.

"Yes, Master." The five of them nodded and ran towards the wasteland in the distance. After arriving at the destination, they began to run around the wasteland.

Back at the wooden house, Wu Liang came to the riverside with a fishing rod, hoe, fishing net, and bench, fishing in the river leisurely and comfortably, and glanced at the five cheap apprentices from time to time.

"Master, can you give Jinyin a rest?" Zhao Dazhuang asked loudly seeing that Zhao Jinyin was out of breath.

"If I don't tell you to stop, you are not allowed to stop. Whoever stops will not be able to use it tomorrow." Wu Liang shouted in a deep voice, his strength surpassed the way of heaven, and he was not worried at all. Some people were exhausted and died of exhaustion.

"Yes, Master." The five responded loudly, gritted their teeth and continued to run.

As soon as the fishing rod in his hand sank, Wu Liang tugged lightly, and a fish weighing about three catties came out of the water. After walking the fish for a while with the fishing rod in hand, he pulled it up, threw the fish into the net, and hung it up. Continue with the previous section of earthworm.

"Master, which one is better, martial arts or spells?" Ten days later, Zhao Dazhuang asked.

"There is no most powerful martial arts, and there is no most powerful spells. The same martial arts, in the hands of different people, have different powers, and the same spells, in the hands of different people, have different powers." Wu Liang said.

"Master, do you think martial arts are better or spells are better?" Zhao Dazhuang asked curiously again.

"Both are powerful, and neither is very powerful." Wu Liang said thoughtfully.With his current strength, a single punch can smash a universe, and a small fireball technique can also burn a universe.

(End of this chapter)