The next day, after breakfast, the sun rose, and the slightly dazzling sunlight shone on the martial arts training ground in Xue's mansion.

On the martial arts training ground, Xue Dingshan, wearing a simple white tights, stood with his hands behind his back. Looking at the more than ten major generals of the Second Army of the Western Expedition standing in front of him, he spoke strongly and powerfully: "All the generals, fight against each other, you can cooperate with yourself!"

"Yes, Marshal!" The generals responded with a loud bang, then looked at the people beside them, looking for their targets.

"Zhang'er, come, let's ask your father to take the school to take the school to get your martial arts skills recently," Luo Tong glanced at everyone, and looked at Luo Zhang who was dodging his eyes slightly to fight with Qin Ying.

Hearing this, Luo Zhang suddenly responded with a slightly bitter expression: "Yes, father!"

Qin Ying shrugged and smiled slightly at Luo Zhang, meaning that I can't help you with brother, and Luo Zhang even gritted his teeth even more depressed.

Seeing Luo Tong and Luo Zhang and his son pretending to take action, Xue Dingshan, who was smiling lightly, couldn't help but a trace of inexplicable glory flashed in his eyes. Years passed in a blink of an eye, Xue Dingshan also had a contempt for his father who had no chance to communicate with each other since childhood. Seeing Luo Tong and his son, he couldn't help but think of his father trapped in Suoyang City.

"Brother Dingshan, no one is willing to fight with me!" Cheng Qianzhong came to Xue Dingshan with a little helplessness, and said this, but a hint of relaxation flashed in his eyes. At the same time, he couldn't help saying, "It's a pity that Li Luanhu didn't come here today. Otherwise, I really want to fight with him and see how powerful he is."

Xue Dingshan smiled lightly: "Is that so? Li Luanhu didn't come. Isn't this Marshal here? Qianzhong. Since no one is with you, how about I'll talk with you?"

"Hey! Don't, Brother Ding Shan. I said it was a game. Isn't I your opponent? Fighting you, aren't you looking for a fight?" Cheng Qianzhong said hurriedly with apologies and awkwardly.

Xue Dingshan snorted lightly and deliberately said, "Military orders are like mountains, I'm not talking about it!"

"Okay!" Cheng Qianzhong, who was helpless, looked at Xue Dingshan with a big axe in his hand, and couldn't help but whisper: "Brother Dingshan, I'm not good at martial arts. You have to give in to me a little. Otherwise, I lost too ugly. How could I raise my head in front of everyone? If my grandfather knew about it, he would definitely beat me to death."

Xue Dingshan shook his head and laughed: "Your grandpa is so reluctant to beat you to death! Come on! Let's go!"

"Brother Dingshan. Then I'm here!" Cheng Qianzhong, who took a deep breath after hearing this, couldn't help but shout with a low voice, waving the axe in his hand and attacking Xue Dingshan with a seemingly imposing look.

A "keng" sounded a sound of metal and iron fighting. Xue Dingshan, who had flipped his hands and took out Fang Tian's painting halberd, just a seemingly simple blocking. The axe in Cheng Qianzhong's hand flew out directly and fell heavily on the ground in the distance.

Cheng Qianzhong, who had a 'hiss' breath, couldn't help but cover the tiger's mouth that was oozing out of blood and shouted: "Brother Ding Shan, don't you have to do this heavy blow, right?"

"On the battlefield, your enemy will not be ruthless to you!" Xue Dingshan, who shouted softly, looked at Cheng Qianzhong with a slightly stern look: "Qianzhong! Look at you, you can't even hold your weapons. How can you kill the enemy? Splash your axe and continue to attack me!"

Cheng Qianzhong, who was trained by Xue Dingshan, lowered his head like a wilted eggplant, couldn't help but responded in a muffled manner, turned around and picked up the axe. He came to the opposite side of Xue Dingshan again to confront Xue Dingshan.

"Look at me, imagine that I am your enemy, the enemy of invading your country and killing your people. Cheng Qianzhong, what do you want to do?" Xue Dingshan, who spoke, couldn't help but shouted in a deep voice.

"Kill!" His expression changed slightly. Cheng Qianzhong suddenly gritted his teeth and shouted softly, then he flashed to Xue Dingshan again.

Looking at the powerful and powerful axe slashing at him, Xue Dingshan, whose mouth was lightly raised, suddenly stepped back slightly and blocked the Fang Tian Huaji sideways, causing the axe to be swept aside.

Cheng Qianzhong followed the trend and turned his axe in his hand into an arc and continued to slash towards Xue Dingshan.

"Okay!" Xue Dingshan smiled, and the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand only defended but not attacked, guiding Cheng Qianzhong to attack him.

Soon, Cheng Qianzhong, who was as powerful as a rainbow, became more and more attentive, and looked quite a bit master-like. However, in the eyes of a real master, his axe technique seemed flashy. If Xue Dingshan was determined to attack, he could knock the axe in his hand away with just one move.

Even so, Cheng Qianzhong, who had fought against Xue Dingshan for more than ten moves, had a crack in the hand holding the axe, and blood flowed out without knowing it. He attacked Xue Dingshan like a tiger descending on the mountain.

After a low sound of gold and iron fighting, Xue Dingshan took a little back two steps to stabilize his figure, while Cheng Qianzhong staggered back, and the axe in his hand almost threw it behind him, which made him unstable and almost fell down. Finally, with a dull sound of "puff", he used the axe to stabilize his figure.

"The momentum is there, and the moves are still flawed!" Xue Dingshan shouted directly: "Just now, if I took advantage of the situation and attacked, it would be enough to force you to be in a hurry and take your life easily."

Cheng Qianzhong nodded in convincingly, then he stood up with an axe and bowed to Xue Dingshan, "Brother Dingshan, please give me some advice on how to improve the axe method."

"Okay! I will naturally give you some advice!" Xue Dingshan said, then turned to look at the other generals who stopped to see him and Cheng Qianzhong and shouted in a deep voice: "Generals, I seem to have said just now, I want you to catch the right and compete, who asked you to stop? Now, continue to start all of them!"

When the generals heard this, they felt a terrified, and they immediately began to compete with their respective opponents. For a moment, the sound of weapons fighting and shouting in the entire martial arts training field became lively.

In the distance, at some point, Xue Jinlian, Xue Chuyu, Qingzhu, Qingyuan, Cheng Yaojin, Zhaoyang and others all arrived.

"Hey! This kid Qianzhong is really a shame for me, Cheng!" Cheng Yaojin seemed a little angry.

Xue Jinlian covered her mouth and giggled, "Grandpa Cheng, come on! I heard that you only have three tricks, even if Qian Zhong learned them all, that's not that great!"

"What's wrong with the third axe?" Cheng Yaojin's face turned red, and he couldn't help but glared at Xue Jinlian and said, "If you use the third axe, those three moves are enough to kill the enemy and win. I, Old Cheng, started his business by relying on this, and did he also conquer the Tang Dynasty with the First Emperor?"

Qingyuan smiled faintly and said, "Old Qiansui, even though that's the case, your grandson has not obtained the essence of three tricks! It seems to be fair and has been less tempered and lacks some heat."

"Hmph! Isn't my old Cheng's thirty-six Axes so easy to practice?" Cheng Yaojin snorted: "My old Cheng's three axes have been immersed in all his life, and I dare not say that I have fully understood it."

Immediately, Cheng Yaojin looked at Xue Dingshan and pointed at Cheng Qianzhong, and couldn't help but frowned and said, "Dingshan, how could he do anything with axe? He is probably not as good as my old Cheng's guidance!"

"Old Qiansui, one method is perfect, all methods are perfect. There are many weapons in the world, but the cultivation and understanding of martial arts are similar. It is easy to guide your grandson with Ding Shan's cultivation." Qing Yuan said.

Cheng Yaojin turned his head and glanced at Qingyuan: "Boy, from your tone, it seems that you can also give guidance to those generals?"

"Old Qiansui doesn't seem to believe it!" Qingyuan smiled and turned his head to look at Cheng Yaojin.

Cheng Yaojin said: "If you have that ability, why not compete for the second-road coach seal so as to make contributions to the country?"

"I'm just afraid of trouble!" Qingyuan shook his head and smiled casually: "Good martial arts skills do not mean that he is a handsome man. To be honest, what method did you compare to the martial arts? It's really boring. I think that Zhuge Liang, a literati who doesn't know how to do anything, will he still lead his troops to fight? Sun Bin is still a lame! He can command wars in a wheelchair. A real handsome man needs to be able to plan and win a thousand miles!"

Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but smile: "It's a lot of things to say. Are you afraid of trouble?"

"Grandpa Cheng, Brother Qingyuan, is a cultivator and wants to become an immortal! He doesn't like any battles in the world," Xue Jinlian explained with a smile, and she felt a bit admiring for Qingyuan in her words.

Xue Chuyu curled her lips and said, "What! Senior brother is just afraid of trouble."

While everyone was talking, they gave Cheng Qianzhong some advice on the martial arts training ground, and Xue Dingshan, whom he had first thought about, turned to look at the other pairs of fierce generals.

Luo Zhang, who had only had more than ten moves to fight with Luo Tong, was defeated.

Looking at Luo Zhang who frowned in pain while rubbing his arm as he was hit by the gun, Luo Tong couldn't help but shake his head slightly and showed disappointment and helplessness: "Zhang'er, how many times have you told you about your father? My Luo family's shooting skills are known for their weirdness. The moves are cruel and changeable, and there is no fixed way. Although you use a gun, you have no characteristics at all. In this way, it is impossible to practice powerful shooting skills!"

"Okay, Uncle Luo, stop talking about Luo Zhang," Xue Dingshan couldn't help but step forward and said.

While speaking, Xue Dingshan walked up to Luo Zhang, spoke softly to Luo Zhang, and gestured slightly at the same time.

Listening to Xue Dingshan's words, Luo Zhang's eyes slowly lit up slightly, nodding repeatedly, and looked excited.

Seeing this, Luo Tong, who was slightly stunned, stood with a pistol and looked at him with a curious look.

Soon, Luo Zhang, who was patted by Xue Dingshan on the shoulder, took a deep breath and came to Luo Tong with a look of excitement: "Father, I want to compete with you again!"

"Okay! Come on!" Luo Tong, who smiled faintly, made a move and waited for Luo Zhang's attack.

Luo Zhang held the spear tightly in both hands and attacked Luo Tong.

As soon as they fought, Luo Tong keenly noticed the changes in his son's moves and couldn't help but look slightly solemn.

After twenty or thirty moves, Luo Zhang, who barely resisted, was defeated in a mess with Luo Tong's active attack. However, even so, Luo Tong could not help but look at Luo Zhang with a shiny and surprised look, feeling a little unbelievable that his son suddenly made such a big progress.

"Dingshan, how did you do it?" Luo Tong couldn't help but turn around and asked Xue Dingshan who was smiling not far away.

Xue Dingshan stepped forward and smiled and said, "Uncle Luo! Actually, the reason is very simple. You are so familiar with your Luo family's shooting skills. Therefore, when you fight Luo Zhang, you can easily see Luo Zhang's flaws, and it is easy to defeat him. But in fact, Luo Zhang's martial arts are not bad. If others don't understand Luo family's shooting skills, it will not be so easy to win him."

"I just told Luo Zhang to have more flexible changes in the moves. So you can't handle it better, which made him last longer. At the same time, I also gave Luo Zhang some simple skills. However, these are very useful for Luo Zhang. When he gets familiar with it, he will experience more on the battlefield. I believe that he will slowly catch up with you, Uncle Luo, in a few years," Xue Dingshan continued.

After hearing this, Luo Tong nodded thoughtfully and smiled: "So that's it! I understand! Ding Shan, you really understand the martial arts."

"Marson, please give us some advice, right?" Some of the other generals who decided the outcome couldn't help but look at Xue Dingshan and spoke eagerly.

Xue Dingshan smiled and nodded: "Everyone. Don't be anxious! Take your time one by one!"

While speaking, Xue Dingshan, based on his previous observations, he guided the generals’ shortcomings and proposed guidance that could better exert their strength.

Luo Tong listened to Xue Dingshan's guidance to the generals. His eyes were shining brightly, and sometimes he showed a thoughtful look. He couldn't help but secretly exclaimed in his heart: "Dingshan's understanding of martial arts is really a high-level view!"

Time passes slowly, the sun rises slowly, and soon it is noon.

Xue Dingshan left the generals to have lunch in the mansion together, and when they communicated with each other, they seemed much more familiar.

After lunch, the generals who had gained a lot of money talked about the expedition with Xue Dingshan. They went back to prepare to go to the expedition as soon as possible under Xue Dingshan's instructions.

After they left, Xue Dingshan, who had stretched his waist slightly in the hall, couldn't help but look outside with a brow raised, shouting: "Jinlian, since you are here, come in! Why are you hiding?"

"Brother!" The sound of gentle footsteps came, and Xue Jinlian, who walked in with a light golden silk skirt, couldn't help but look at Xue Dingshan and said, "Are you going to go to war?"

Xue Dingshan nodded and said, "Well! It should be just these two days, and I'm basically ready."

"My father is still trapped in Suoyang City, we really don't have much time to delay!" Xue Dingshan said, and couldn't help but frown and showed a look of worry.

Xue Jinlian, who also had a pretty face, hesitated for a while before speaking: "Brother, I want to go to the battle with you too!"

"What?" Xue Dingshan was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said: "Nothing! Jinlian, you are a girl, just take care of your mother at home. It is our men's business to fight on the battlefield."

Xue Jinlian hurriedly said, "But, brother, I want to save my father too! Besides, although my martial arts skills are not as good as my brother, they are better than most of them than those generals. Don't forget that I am a disciple of the Holy Mother of Peach Blossoms and are not an ordinary person. Humph, even if you don't let me go, I will go by myself."

"Jinlian, this is going to fight, not to play, stop making trouble!" Xue Dingshan said a little dissatisfied.

And at this moment, a gentle voice came from outside: "Jinlian is right!"

"Mom! Second Mom?" When he looked up, he saw Zhaoyang walking in from outside with Liu Yinhuan, Xue Dingshan couldn't help but shout.

Zhaoyang held Liu Yinhuan to sit down at the main seat of the living room, and then said to Xue Dingshan who was standing below with Xue Jinlian: "Dingshan, I have discussed it with your mother. We are really worried about your father. Instead of worrying here, it is better to go to Suoyang City with you."

"Er Niang!" Xue Dingshan looked at Zhaoyang in surprise, and couldn't help but turn to Liu Yinhuan and said hurriedly: "Mom, your body."

Liu Yinhuan interrupted him without waiting for him to finish speaking: "Ding Shan, don't worry! Mom can hold on! Besides, this time, there are two miraculous doctors, Yun Weng and Miss Yun, who will go to the army to fight. With them here, you don't have to worry about your mother's body. Now, Mom is just a little worried about your father, and I don't know how he is."

"Mom, don't worry too much, the child will definitely rescue his father!" Xue Dingshan hurriedly said, "Since my mother and second mother have decided, Dingshan has to obey."

Xue Jinlian, who was standing by, couldn't help but look happy when she heard this: "Brother, I want to take care of my mother and second mother together. Now, you won't object anymore, right?"

"Okay! There's nothing we can do about you!" Xue Dingshan gave Xue Jinlian a little helplessly.

And at this moment, a crisp and slightly tender voice sounded: "Hehe, you all go, how can you miss me? I will go too, maybe I can be a military advisor for you again!"

Xue Dingshan and others turned around and looked outside, and saw Xue Chuyu walking in with Qingzhu Qingyuan.

"Brother, I convinced the two senior brothers to go with us!" Xue Chuyu smiled and said, "Do you have to calculate my great achievements first?"

Xue Dingshan was stunned when he heard this, and then he was surprised and bowed to Qingzhu Qingyuan and said, "Thank you, Brother Qingzhu, Brother Qingyuan!"
To be continued...