In the martial arts training ground in the courtyard, Wang Yi was riding a horse with a gun in his arms, preparing to perform martial arts. Several people stood by watching.

It has been ten days since we traveled to the Tang Dynasty. Wang Yi's body has basically been unhindered. The lump on his head has disappeared, scabs have formed on the wound, and his whole body is free to control. The feeling of incoordination at the beginning has been reduced, just like the repulsion reaction period after organ transplantation has passed. There is a feeling of rebirth all over his body, which surprised Wang Yi very much.

Seeing that Wang Yi was in good health, Wang Zuo also discussed with Wang Yi and asked him to recover as soon as possible, which had been interrupted for several days of martial arts practice. Today, Wang Zuo also asked Wang Yi to show off his skills to see if Wang Yi's skills have regressed after this incident.

Wang Yi learned from Wang Zuo that the stupid Wang Yi has been practicing martial arts for many years and his martial arts are pretty good. He couldn't imagine how Wang Yi practiced martial arts after becoming stupid, and he couldn't imagine that a fool in the eyes of others could learn good martial arts... But everyone around him said this, so he had to believe it. After believing it, he was very depressed. Why didn't he feel that he was a person with high martial arts skills, and at most he only knew some three-legged kung fu skills?! Even riding a horse was a little nervous.

Wang Yi, who was riding a horse and holding a gun, was very nervous. Although he had already controlled this body and could feel some natural and coherent movements or moves between his hands and feet, he still could not restrain and release them freely, nor could he be naturally coherent. Standing on this very spacious martial arts training field, he couldn't let go!

This martial arts training ground is located in the middle of the village, and the next circle is a house. The venue is quite large, and hundreds or thousands of people are arranged here and it will not seem crowded. However, today it seems quite deserted on the court, with less than ten people in total, and the surroundings are also quiet, and there are no people heard. There are only a few occasional rooster crowing sounds, and everyone else in the village has gone out!

The rest of the village left the village when Wang Yi almost got up. He heard the movement at that time, as if he was almost the same as the army's training. Someone issued an order and walked out in a strict and orderly manner. No other noise was heard except for the sound of footsteps!

In addition to Wang Zuo and Wang Fu and his son, Wang Yi also had some people with the same leaders in the village, with about ten people, but Wang Yi didn't know him. Wang Zuo just briefly introduced their names to Wang Yi, but there were too many people. Wang Yi only remembered a few names with different temperaments than ordinary people. He had a deep impression of Wang Jin, who was similar to Wang Zuo, and remembered nothing else.

From the behavior and demeanor of these people, Wang Yi always felt that they were not ordinary farmers, but seemed to be from a corps and had been soldiers on the battlefield. While standing, these people all had a little bit of a strong and domineering smell of soldiers.

These people respect Wang Zuo and Wang Jin very much, and some people even respect Wang Yi not as much as Wang Zuo and Wang Jin, which made Wang Yi accumulate more doubts these days. He really wanted to understand these doubts.

Wang Zuo first demonstrated a set of marksmanship. After the shooting, Wang Yi asked him to practice with him.

When Wang was demonstrating, Wang Yi stared at him with all his spirits. He was quite familiar with the various moves he used, as if he could use them, but he seemed to not know how to use them. This contradictory feeling made him have a desire to try.

After Wang Yi got on the horse and was ready, Wang Zuo also signaled a starting gesture.

Wang Yi began to move, and according to some of the gun-playing moves that appeared in his mind that had vaguely appeared in the past few days, as well as the moves that had just been used by Wang Zuo, and some physical instinctive reactions, Wang Yi's gun was very unskilled. In a turn-around action, the long spear in his hand almost flew away. When he hurriedly grabbed the gun, he almost hit him. Many people standing and watching on the side couldn't help but shake their heads secretly, and Wang Zuo, who was full of concern in the middle, felt even more disappointed in his eyes.

After Wang Yi used the past marksmanship that he had barely said, he felt very embarrassed. He threw the gun to a servant who ran to the side with some hatred, then took the bow and arrow from another servant, ran a circle, and led the bow and arrow to shoot at the target about fifty steps away in the distance.

"Swoosh..." The arrow shot out, with a good force, but the arrow shot too high, deviated from the target, flew over from the target, and inserted it obliquely onto the ground dozens of steps away from the target. This huge loss of level arrow made the person watching the side shake his head and sigh. The muscles on Wang Zuo's face twitched, the corners of his mouth trembled, and the disappointed color in his eyes became even stronger.

Wang Yi shot another arrow, and the arrow was a little better than the arrow just now. He ran towards the target, but it only landed on the edge of the target. Then Wang Yi shot another arrow, but the arrow lost its level again, flew over from the left of the target, and penetrated it diagonally to the ground again.

Seeing his shooting situation like this, Wang Yi was very depressed and felt extremely depressed. His hands were shaking a little. The arrows shot from behind were even worse. Ten arrows were shot in succession, and only two arrows fell crookedly on the target. If the number of rings was calculated, each of these two arrows could only be considered one ring. Among the people watching, no matter who was the one who was watching, they would not have such a bad result.

Seeing that there were only two arrows inserted crookedly on the target, the rest of the arrows fell off the target, Wang Yi threw the bow with some anger, stopped the mount, turned over and got off the horse, and came to the people watching him practice martial arts with dejected expression.

Wang Zuo, who had returned to his normal face, bowed to Wang Yigong, "Second Master, please take a break first, and I will tell you the key points. I guess it is because you were injured this time and hit your head again, and you have forgotten many of the martial arts you learned before. It doesn't matter. As long as you keep exercising every day, you will immediately recover as you used to..."

"Uncle Zuo, I'm afraid I can't recover from my previous life. Can I not learn martial arts and just read books..." Wang Yi said stutteringly.

The ancient books in the house can be easily looked at by Wang Yi, who is studying history. When I was reading, I felt that many of them were familiar with them and seemed to have read them. Although I had a little feeling about practicing martial arts, it was far from reaching the level of good skills as Wang Zuo said. The ugly thing just now came out, which made him suffer a blow.

After hearing Wang Yi say this, Wang Zuo's face suddenly pulled down, and there was a faint anger in his eyes, but he still held back and did not get angry. After a while, two words popped out of his mouth: "No... Second Young Master, you have to learn the martial arts you have learned before, no matter what..."

Seeing the majesty on Wang Zuo's face, Wang Yi was a little afraid. He looked at the complicated eyes of some other people next to him, and didn't dare to say anything. He stepped back and said, "Then... Uncle Zuo, okay, why don't I go and take a break first before learning. My head hurts again, and I will practice later!" Wang Yi felt that the shooting moves that Wang Zuo had just used were left in his mind. When he went back to think about it, it might have some effect.

"Okay!" Wang Zuo agreed and shouted to Wang Fu beside him: "Wang Fu, you can accompany the second young master to rest!"

"Yes, father!" Wang Fu came up and bowed to Wang Yi, then turned to him and said, "Second Young Master, please accompany you to rest!"

"Uncle Zuo, uncle Jin, uncles, then I'm going!" Wang Yi nodded to Wang Zuo, Wang Jin and others, and followed Wang Fu towards the main building of the courtyard...

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Chapter completed!