Reborn in the Three Kingdoms, I stole Liu Bei's uncle

After a month of training, the five hundred selected soldiers were no longer as immature as they were at the beginning. They began to become skilled and agile.

Their training time is also constantly shortening, from one hour at the beginning to half an hour now.

Liu Yu looked at the changes in everyone and a happy smile appeared on his face. He knew that the next project was about to begin.

When the body has a certain foundation, the next step is fighting.

When it comes to fighting, Liu Yu's requirements are very simple: no routines are allowed, the moves must be concise, powerful, and deadly.

Chen Dao was very confident. After showing his martial arts, he thought he would get some praise. However, Liu Yu did not have much of a smile on his face and just shook his head faintly.

Chen Dao didn't understand, but he knew his own martial arts well. When he was in Luoyang, he could fight with Lu Bu for more than a hundred rounds with the spear in his hand. Now, after so many days of hard training, he believed that his martial arts had already reached a higher level.

For Chen Dao, being willing to teach martial arts to others was already a huge sacrifice.

In this era, no matter what skill it is, it is cherished and the same goes for the inheritance of martial arts.

The way of inheriting martial arts is very simple, usually through family, relatives, friends, and old friends. To put it bluntly, they are all family members.

Of course, there are occasionally disciples who inherit the legacy, but most of the time these disciples have to be of considerable status and have extraordinary talents.

Many people believe that talent should be ranked first, but the fact is that status is much more important.

This is not a joke, but a naked reality. When they pass down martial arts, they often keep some of them back, and even until their death, they are unwilling to pass it down.

The pinnacle of military commanders in this era was Lu Bu, and the martial arts displayed by Lu Bu frightened Liu Yu. Although it was a bit exaggerated to take the head of a general in the midst of thousands of troops, once he charged, even ten thousand people would find it difficult to kill him.

After Liu Yu witnessed the ferocity of military generals in this era, he had reason to believe that the decline of martial arts in later generations was probably related to the narrow concept of inheritance.

Although Chen Dao's martial arts are powerful, they are not suitable for promotion in the military. His martial arts moves are complicated and require very high skills.

Chen Dao was able to practice martial arts to the current level, in addition to hard work, it was also due to his talent. In the final analysis, talent is a gift from God.

God is very stingy and will not give this kind of talent to everyone.

Liu Yu called Wang Yue and told him his idea. Wang Yue lowered his head in thought. He somewhat understood what Liu Yu meant, but could not think of a good solution for the time being.

According to Liu Yu, this was to create a martial art.

To create martial arts, one must be a person of great wisdom.

Although Wang Yue is highly skilled in martial arts and knowledgeable, it is still difficult for him to create a unique martial art.

Wang Yue was very proud of his martial arts skills, and now he had lost face in front of Liu Yu and felt a little embarrassed.

He picked up the wine gourd and took a few gulps of wine.

In order to hide his embarrassment, Wang Yue turned around and walked away. After taking just two steps, he was stopped by Liu Yu.

"Master Wang, please stay."

Hearing Liu Yu's voice, Wang Yue could only stop.

"When I was young, a master taught me a set of boxing techniques. The master told me that this boxing technique was too lethal and told me not to show it easily."

"Master Wang, you also know that I am a scholar. I don't like fighting and killing, so I have never practiced this set of boxing."

"Master Wang, please take a good look."

Liu Yu wanted to use the military boxing skills from his memory of his previous life to show Wang Yue, so he had to make up an excuse.

Wang Yue rolled his eyes at Liu Yu. Only you, Uncle Liu, can describe laziness in such a refreshing and refined way. Among the scholars of this era, which one can study literature and practice martial arts at the same time?

Do you really think that a scholar carrying a long sword is just for decoration?

No wonder I was so weak when I first met Wang Yun at his house. It seems that the rumors about you are true.

As for the boxing technique that Liu Yu mentioned that was very lethal, Wang Yue was a little bit unconvinced.

When he was young, he had been in the martial arts world and had fought with many people. He had seen many powerful boxing techniques, but he rarely encountered boxing techniques that were very lethal. Even if he did, it was not something that could be mastered overnight.

Liu Yu stood in the middle of the field and practiced the military boxing of later generations. He had not practiced for a long time, so his moves were a little incomplete. After he finished the set of punches, his movements seemed stiff and there was no beauty at all.

Liu Yu originally thought that after seeing his poor boxing skills, Wang Yue would turn around and leave even if he tried to hold back his laughter.

Unexpectedly, not only did he not leave, but a hint of surprise appeared on his old face.

Although Liu Yu's fighting style was ordinary and his moves were not coherent, Wang Yue still saw the power of this set of boxing. The seemingly simple boxing techniques were deadly.

Wang Yue was suspicious. Was it because Liu Huangshu was lazy? Was it because this set of boxing techniques was too lethal that he didn't want to practice it?

"Who taught this set of boxing techniques to Emperor Uncle?"

"He didn't leave his name. He taught me boxing and then disappeared."

Wang Yue felt a little puzzled as he didn't leave his name. He taught him a set of boxing techniques when they met without any relationship and then just left. What was going on?

Who knew that Liu Yu's next sentence would make him stunned even more.

"He said he was gifted and a one-in-a-million martial arts genius."

Wang Yue couldn't even drink a sip of the wine and started coughing due to choking.

A martial arts prodigy? One in a million?

Do you believe what the emperor's uncle said?

Wang Yue finally caught his breath and kept complaining in his heart.

"I'm sorry that I can't see the talent of the emperor's uncle in martial arts."

Wang Yue couldn't help it, so he expressed his opinion.

Liu Yu smiled faintly, without a trace of embarrassment on his face.

After this period of training, Liu Yu felt that his skin had become thicker.

If Liu Yu didn't think it was too shocking, he would say that this set of boxing was created by himself.

"That's not important. What do you think of this set of boxing techniques, Master Wang? Is it suitable for use in the military?"

"The boxing technique is indeed a deadly one, but it still has some shortcomings and needs to be supplemented."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Master Wang."

Wang Yue nodded slowly. He did not refuse.

He saw the power of this set of boxing techniques. If he could complete its shortcomings, this set of boxing techniques would be worthy of being passed down from generation to generation, and his name would also be passed down with this set of boxing techniques.

It is the dream of every martial artist to have a set of boxing techniques that can be passed down along with one's own. Although Wang Yue is indifferent to worldly matters, he cannot escape this temptation.

This is not a name for this time, but a name for all eternity.

Even if his name is forgotten, this set of boxing skills will still sprout and grow quickly like bamboo shoots after rain.

Wang Yue laughed loudly. It was rare for him not to drink, but to lower his head and think.