Looking at the Yuanjiang County constables who gradually became serious during the fight, Yi Shuyuan was also excited to see it.

Yi Shuyuan would not dislike the martial arts of the Yuanjiang County Yamen, because no matter how ordinary people are, they have their own highlights. Moreover, Yi Shuyuan himself cannot talk about any martial arts. When he really fights, he realizes that even these constables are full of strength at the same time, and the fight is very exciting.

Today, the people on the school field were punching each other and working very hard. Captain Yang even showed off his unique skills and did not want to be embarrassed in front of everyone.

Whenever Yi Shuyuan's eyes lit up, he would ask the old teacher beside him for the details.

"Drink—"

Yang Pingzhong roared, his whole body burst out with energy, and his spirit crossed a certain boundary at this moment, knocking away the two detectives who had originally held his legs.

"Bang" "Bang"

Yi Shuyuan's eyes lit up suddenly. He looked at Yang Pingzhong at this moment in a flash, and he could see from him that a certain complexion was different from what had just happened.

"Hmph, come here, guys-"

"Go together!" "Bang", "Bang", "Bang" "Bang"

Yang Pingzhong became more and more brave as he fought, and the constables were not willing to be outdone. Although he did not use swords, he all showed his true skills. In Yi Shuyuan's eyes, their spirits also changed.

Yi Shuyuan opened his eyes wide and did not want to miss a trace of details. He gradually discovered that compared to some so-called details and techniques, the certain momentum and state that the warrior exuded at a certain moment was more attractive to him. This was a strange feeling.

Whenever Yi Shuyuan observed something that made his eyes lit up, whether it was the changes in momentum or moves, he would immediately ask the old teacher for advice when he didn't understand, but his eyes would not leave the people fighting on the school field.

Originally, the old coach was also happy to help Yi Shuyuan understand the martial arts of each person in the county government, but gradually, the old man became more and more surprised, and his eyes frequently left the people fighting on the school field, but looked at Yi Shuyuan seriously many times.

Although Mr. Yi did not know martial arts, his vision was so accurate and vicious. Every time he paid attention to the most proud methods of the yamen runners. Some of them flashed in an instant, and even the old coach himself did not notice it, but Yi Shuyuan noticed it.

After explaining another leg move, the old teacher secretly visited Yi Shuyuan's figure and hands and feet, and couldn't help but feel a little emotion in his heart.

What a pity!

If Mr. Yi could be ten years younger, it would definitely be an excellent material for practicing martial arts. Alas, he is knowledgeable and probably doesn't look down on the martial arts man...

About a quarter of an hour later, because of the hard work, everyone on the school field was already out of breath.

Yang Pingzhong stood alone in the center. Although his face was blue and purple, he kept himself standing and shouting with his waist and gasping.

"Ho, ho, ho... Come on-why don't you come? Everyone stand up and keep fighting-"

Five or six constables were lying together, and two or three were lying together.

"Ho, ho, no, no, I won't fight anymore!" "Want, I can't beat..."

"Hey, Brother Yang is still amazing, ho, ho, ho..."

"I know, just know that it's amazing!"

Yang Pingzhong gasped, looked at Yi Shuyuan and the old coach, and sat down on the ground while talking.

"Mr. Yi, I'm so ugly..."

Yi Shuyuan couldn't help laughing while the old coach smiled and said sarcastically.

"I've been so tired these few times? Or are you not diligent enough on weekdays. Hey, let Mr. Yi take a joke!"

The second half of the sentence was said to Yi Shuyuan, but he would not laugh at them, so he quickly said sincerely.

"No, no, no, the brothers in the fast class have outstanding martial arts and wonderful fighting, which has really opened my eyes, as an outsider. I have a little bit of my mind about why I am!"

"That's great!" "Oh, I have to apply plaster when I go back..."

"Ho, ho, as long as Mr. Yi is satisfied!"

Everyone must be unable to practice. After talking to Yi Shuyuan for a while, they left on the pretext of official business. However, in Yi Shuyuan's view, they should mainly want to apply sluggish medicine.

So, the martial arts performance ended like this. Yi Shuyuan, who consciously had gained something, was also ready to leave and bid farewell to the old coach.

"Teacher Lu, Yi has benefited a lot today. It's getting late, so it's time to say goodbye."

"Well, Mr. Yi is welcome to come to the school grounds to see more. For martial arts, you have to practice more. If you want to deepen your understanding, you have to read more!"

"Sure! Then Yi said goodbye!"

"Okay, Mr. Yi walked slowly."

Yi Shuyuan nodded and bowed again, then walked outside the school grounds.

The old coach who was already leaving looked at Yi Shuyuan's back and hesitated and turned around and called him.

"Mr. Yi stayed!"

Yi Shuyuan stopped and turned around and looked back.

"Teacher Lu has something to do?"

The old teacher took a few steps towards Yi Shuyuan, and hesitated and groped in his arms for a while, then took out a yellowed booklet and handed it to him.

"Teacher, is this?"

"Mr. Yi, this is what I gained in my early years. A martial arts book is not very skillful, but it also leaves the old man's lifelong efforts. Mr. can take it back and take a look. With Mr.'s exquisite and intelligent heart, it should not be a big problem to understand the meaning of the word. If you don't understand, you can ask me again..."

Yi Shuyuan took the booklet with surprise. Before he could speak, the old coach said in an extremely sincere tone.

"If you are interested, you can practice it yourself, but you have to buy some medical books to study some meridian points. If you really want to try it, be sure to come to the old man first. I am also welcome to ask the teacher at any time..."

This book is very important! Yi Shuyuan nodded and bowed solemnly to thank him.

"Thank you, Teacher Lu, for your kindness, Yi Shuyuan will definitely study it carefully and strive to make the story vivid and complete!"

"Why......"

The old teacher responded with a slight remark, but he couldn't help it in the end. Yi Shuyuan showed a keenness in martial arts.

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Today, Yi Shuyuan did not have a moaning worker. He quickly collected and sorted out thousands of words in just half a day, which was considered to have made up for yesterday's work.

In the afternoon, Yi Shuyuan finally took out the martial arts book he obtained at the school in the early morning.

The material of the book is very good. Although it is a little yellow, the paper has no obvious defects and there is neither pattern nor text on the cover.

After looking at it, Yi Shuyuan turned to the title page. From this page, it was filled with words with not too neat handwriting. It should be said that it was written by an old teacher, and it was all about various insights and experiences.

Yi Shuyuan frowned and finished reading all the words, but he couldn't find a nutritious sentence. Instead, he felt a little hurt in his head and even a lot of words were stuck together.

"Don't you have a name?"

Yi Shuyuan flipped back and forth on the title page and the next few pages, but he didn't see the name of this so-called secret book. He no longer struggled with these things and continued to look back.

Fortunately, the old teacher's handwriting did not cover the original text on the book. Yi Shuyuan planned to read it through first and then read the content left by the old teacher.

There is no illustration from beginning to end of the book. Normally, it is very difficult to practice martial arts by relying solely on the description of the text in the book. As far as Yi Shuyuan knows, many martial arts are masters’ apprentices in the initial stages and require hand-in-hand guidance.

However, there are a few sheets of paper in the middle of the book. All of these papers are posing in the human body. Judging from the material of the paper, these papers are added later and should be patterns that the old teacher figured out.

However, for Yi Shuyuan's rich imagination, it is not a big problem to simply understand the meaning of writing.

Gradually, Yi Shuyuan also understood the general content of this book. Strictly speaking, this book is not a complete secret. It is not that it is a broken book or something, but that the whole book records are actually a way of running.

Obviously, the author may not have enough description level. He wrote a whole book with a lot of words. In the words of Yi Shuyuan, he understood it as writing words like "This is very powerful" and "This is very strong".

"Does it mobilize the meridians throughout the body..."

Yi Shuyuan murmured to himself, saying that there is a lot of nonsense in the book, but it can be seen that it is still very good. Those who write calligraphy may not have low martial arts attainments, but their level of education is slightly lacking.

Then Yi Shuyuan planned to look at the old teacher's experience, and he became very angry in an instant. The old teacher's recording habits were obviously a bit special, and outsiders seemed a little confused, so Yi Shuyuan could only interpret it with a bit of a bullet.

After reading it through again, the sun sets westward, but Yi Shuyuan can understand the old teacher's thoughts.

Judging from the old coach's relatively messy records, he also believes that there are gaps in this secret, and the old coach makes every effort to make up for the gaps in his own way.

Often after a long time, I suddenly think of something, and the old teacher will add new ideas on a certain page and sentence based on the original annotation, so the whole book looks quite messy.

Fortunately, the old coach also attached a picture.

To this day, the old coach should be consciously fulfilled, which is indeed a lifelong effort!

The biggest advantage of martial arts in this book is to strengthen muscles and bones, make up for the shortcomings of the foundation, and at the same time, it can produce internal energy and gradually enter the realm of internal strength.

After watching it for a long time, Yi Shuyuan wanted to try it by himself. Although there are no illustrations in the book, the inherent description and the pictures drawn by the old teacher themselves are enough. It is not a big problem for him who has rich imagination.

Yi Shuyuan put down the book and stood up, and then put on a posture in the library. There is nothing like this martial art that can be called internal martial arts. The internal force is produced by several stances and the energy of the grains is produced.

Yi Shuyuan stood directly at this stop until the sky became darker, and there was internal energy in his meridians and it was slowly circulating, so he didn't have to go through some complicated stages in the book, and he could quickly feel some changes in internal energy.

Naturally, Yi Shuyuan changed to another posture. After only a moment, he felt something was wrong and changed to the next posture. The flow of internal energy suddenly became smoother.

Then there was the third posture. Yi Shuyuan also frowned slightly. He could feel the subtle changes in the meridian points in the whole body. With the previous postures and understanding of the book, he moved along the wrong place, either following the internal energy, or swinging his body, or even shaking his body at some point to relieve some accumulated energy.

Before I knew it, it was already late at night. The twelve postures of the whole book had been tried or modified by Yi Shuyuan. Until midnight, Yi Shuyuan, who had closed his eyes and experienced it, hugged his hands empty and posed as he felt the thirteenth posture.

"Well, yell, yell..."

At this moment, the meridians and internal organs inside Yi Shuyuan's body made a faint whistle, and the internal energy continued to vibrate with the whistle.

Every time Yi Shuyuan breathes, the whistling sound will sound faintly, which is a vibration of the internal organs and meridians.

"Gu~~~~"

This time it was not a whistle, but Yi Shuyuan's stomach screamed. He opened his eyes and touched his stomach. He felt not only hungry, but also tired.

"This martial arts is worthy, but practicing this way is a bit rigid for me."
To be continued...