Chapter 9: Qualifications for Martial Arts Huang Yu opened his mouth slightly and watched Zheng Fa's back as he left with Butler Wu. I can't describe what it feels like. Remember what I just said: "Maybe better than you..." "You are no worse than him..." I'm just saying this to comfort you. Can you really be no worse than him? The feeling that "we are in the same group" that he had just had disappeared, and he even felt that the jealousy brought to him by this "new friend" was stronger than before. Compared to his inexplicable thoughts, other people's feelings were simpler: Who is this person? Everyone had expected Gao Yuan to be called away. Han Cheng is not without background. He is one of the three students. However, he has a rather dull personality, so he is not that noticeable among the three.
But Zheng Fa... "Where did Zheng Fa come from? Does anyone know him?" "I remember he seemed to be sitting in the corner all the time." "I remember him. He looked ordinary and his family was not well off. I thought he was just here to make up the numbers, but I didn't expect..." But there were also a few people who saw how Huang Yu and Zheng Fa were talking just now. "Brother Huang, are you familiar with Brother Zheng?" Huang Yu looked at the person who was asking him questions. He was also one of the people surrounding Gao Yuan before. He remembered more clearly when he said "I didn't bring any money". The undisguised sarcasm in this man's expression. Looking at the warm smile on the visitor's face at this moment, Huang Yu felt it was a bit strange. "I... I came here with him. Well, his family is probably not that well off. They're even poorer than mine." "A noble son comes from a poor family," he thought. Instead of showing his contempt, the other party praised him sincerely, "Brother Zheng is really extraordinary." No, where is your previous look of snobbishness? Huang Yu felt that he was greatly discriminated against. "Brother Huang, it's not that I'm changing fast." As if noticing his depression, the man pointed at his silk clothes and said, "Before, we were both clinging to someone powerful. There was only one powerful person. I have money and you don't, so I will naturally kick you out." These words were so frank that they were almost explicit, and they actually had a different kind of sincerity. "But it's different now. Brother Huang, Brother Zheng may also be a big shot. And you have already embraced him first." Huang Yu felt as if something had suddenly dawned on him. It seems that I have really made the right decision? "Aren't there still three people?" Huang Yu thought about it and it didn't make sense, as nothing had been decided yet. "It's too late!" The man looked at him as if he was a fool. "You came earlier than me, so I came to curry favor with you. If I wait until he gets the position of book boy, I won't even be qualified to curry favor with you."
After saying that, the other party pointed at his back. Huang Yu turned around and was shocked to see that there were several other teenagers smiling at him enthusiastically. He finally understood: This is what it means when one person succeeds, everyone in the family benefits... Ok? …… When Zheng Fa walked out of the pavilion, he felt more diverse looks. The confusion and enthusiasm in the eyes of the young men behind me. The scrutiny and fear in the looks of Gao Yuan and Han Cheng in front of him. What made Zheng Fa even more confused was that the butler Wu, who called him out, had a hint of coldness in his eyes towards him. It seems that I haven't offended this person? Butler Wu had no intention of talking to them, he just led the three of them to walk quickly. The three of them didn't dare to say anything. They could only keep their heads down and follow closely, not even having time to look at the scenery along the road. Zheng Fa felt that they seemed to be heading towards the outer courtyard. When Butler Wu stopped, they had already arrived at a spacious courtyard. It was called a courtyard, but it looked more like a spacious training ground. Half of the ground was paved with large bluestone slabs, on which were placed stone locks of varying sizes and weights. The rough surface of the slabs was trampled until it was shiny like water. At the end of the stone slab is a row of small houses, and at the door of the houses there are several racks with weapons on them. The unpaved ground was covered with grass, and at the end of the grass was a row of vertical targets. A big man was riding a horse galloping on the grass, drawing his bow and drawing his arrow while leaping and moving. Whoosh whoosh! Zheng Fa didn't see clearly how many arrows he shot at once, he just heard the butler Wu beside him clapping his hands and laughing, "Master Xu is an amazing shooter!" When the big man heard this, he turned his horse's head and galloped towards Zheng Fa and the others. Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta. The sound of horse hooves hitting the bluestone slabs was getting closer and louder. This person had no intention of slowing down. Instead, he leaned down and seemed to be charging. His chin was covered with messy black beard and he was big in stature. When he rushed towards Zheng Fa and the other three, he looked incredibly powerful. "Shut up!" Just when Zheng Fa felt the horse's breath spraying on his face, the big man pulled the reins suddenly and the horse's hooves flew into the air. The big black hoof, which was bigger than his face, was less than three inches away from his forehead! Han Cheng, who was next to Zheng Fa, fell backwards to the ground and cried out in pain. The big man got off his horse and picked up Han Cheng, saying with some dissatisfaction: "This kid is no good, he doesn't have enough courage!" "I'm not here to serve as your bodyguard, Master Xu." Butler Wu smiled. When Master Xu rushed over just now, even the curve of his smile didn't change. "Ok?" "This is the backup candidate for the Seventh Young Master's servant. Madam said that I want you to take a look at it." Manager Wu then explained to Zheng Fa and the others, "Seventh Young Master's servant will not only have to learn literature from Mr. Shen, but also martial arts from Coach Xu. Please take a look at the aptitude of these three people."
When Coach Xu heard this, he put Han Cheng on the ground and pinched Han Cheng's shoulders, back, and waist with his big hands. "No way! This kid has only a low aptitude in martial arts." Before anyone else could say anything, Han Cheng became anxious. Even though he was taciturn, he knew that this sentence could ruin his future: "Master, can you tell my qualifications by just pinching me a few times?" "Ha!" Coach Xu smiled at him at this time: "You are quite courageous. Are you not convinced?" "Dissatisfied!" Han Cheng gritted his teeth and said. "I have checked all the guards of the Zhao family. I can say that I have never made a mistake in judging their qualifications and whether they have a future in martial arts." Han Cheng still looked unconvinced. "Then let me ask you, do you usually dislike eating? And you dislike greasy meat?" Han Cheng's face turned pale, as if what he was told was right. "In the final analysis, one's aptitude for martial arts training is determined by two things: being born well and eating well!" "When you are born, your skeleton size, the hardness of your bones, whether you have any disabilities or incoordination, and whether your muscles and fascia are strong, all determine a large part of your life! If you have this talent, the biggest manifestation is: you can eat!" Han Cheng was speechless. "Of course, having good talent is not enough, you have to have something to eat!" Coach Xu seemed to be in high spirits as he continued, "If someone has good talent but has nothing to eat, it's worse than having no talent! Butler Wu, you are also a martial artist, you should understand what I mean." Steward Wu nodded and said, "Of course, talent is a double-edged sword. People with good talent need more food and are born with greater consumption. If they don't eat enough, let alone practice martial arts, their life span will be shorter than that of ordinary people." "That's right! It's just like those precious flowers and plants. In some places, weeds can grow, but they can't even sprout!" Zheng Fa also felt that when Butler Wu heard this, his eyes would fall on him from time to time, as if these words were spoken to him. He wasn't wrong. In Butler Wu's mind, the madam asked Zheng Fa and the other two to come to Xu Zheng's place just to use Zheng Fa to warn him. (End of this chapter)