Chapter 6409: Women should strive for self-improvement
Why should they fail?
The strong man fell to the ground, still unable to understand what happened.
You know, he thinks that his wrestling skills are good even on the grassland.
He has competed with those strong men with excellent wrestling skills in Hulan Golden Tent. Even if he can defeat him, he will not be so fast.
This made him think he was dreaming, and he didn't know what to say and was speechless.
"Click, click!"
With a few crisp sounds, the strong man's hands and feet were put on steel handcuffs and leg shackles.
As a result, it is almost impossible for him to break free.
This kind of shackles is specially made and is full of saw teeth. As long as you struggle, it will become tighter and tighter, causing trauma to the body.
"You deserve to die, damn... Wuwu..."
The strong man finally couldn't help shouting loudly, but as soon as he said a few words, a ball of cloth was stuffed in his mouth, and there was a smelly smell. Anger came to his nose.
This turned out to be a ball of stinky socks. He wanted to vomit, but he had no choice but to widen his eyes and make a muffled whine.
Bahá opened the door again and said with a smile: "Master, can you just lock him up?"
"Lock him up and watch carefully. The poor monk will take him away later. People." Master Qi Ku said.
"Don't worry, Master, we will lock you up." Baha nodded hurriedly.
He was secretly relieved.
He did not capture the person, and it has nothing to do with him.
He was afraid that Master Qiku would ask him to interrogate this person.
He didn't dare to do this job. You know, he was just a small city guard sergeant. How could he dare to get involved in the struggle of the nobles.
He saw very clearly that the truth behind this was the struggle between nobles. If an ordinary person without much background was really involved, he would probably die without a burial place.
......
Dutian took Zoya to the training ground of the City Guards.
At this time, it is not training time, the training ground is empty, there is no one else.
There are still a lot of various equipments on the venue.
"Zoya, do you know what is most important to prairie people?" Dutian smiled.
“I don’t know.” Zoya shook her head honestly.
"The most important thing is to be proficient in bow and horse and have strength. This strength comes from both power and oneself."
Du Tian said lightly: "Well, if you want to gain power, It is not easy. I have never been able to get it by relying on myself. Many times, relying on It depends on one's origin and chance, but one can control it with one's own strength..."
"On the grassland, if you have the strength, you are very likely to ensure your survival. A first warrior, not only Just fame can be guaranteed.”
"What I can teach you is your own strength, the power that can be passed down on our grassland."
After saying that, Dutian opened his long legs and walked to a stone lock.
“Hey!”
Pressing the handle of the stone lock with both hands, the muscles in the arms tensed.
A loud shout came from his mouth, and the huge stone lock had been lifted up by him.
"This is a thousand-jin lock. There are not many people in Hulan Golden Tent who can lift this stone lock."
With a bang, Dutian put down the stone lock and looked at Zoya and said.
"Uncle Du, are your powers innate?" Zoya asked.
"If you are born with it, why am I telling you this? What I want to tell you is that as long as you worship me as your teacher, I can teach you to obtain this power!"
"Women should strengthen themselves. It is better to rely on themselves than relying on heaven and earth!"
Dutian's eyes were piercing, and his steady breathing carried a sense of power.
Dutian's two sentences really touched her, and Zoya began to think seriously. She will not go against the teachings of Master Qiku...
She must learn the scriptures.
However, she also wants to have the power of Du Tian, and does not want to continue to be weak.
However, what she hesitated was, if she wanted to practice this power, would she turn herself into a monster with muscles all over her body?
Would it be scary for a woman to practice like that?
She is a little girl after all, and it is still difficult to accept it.
"Think about it for yourself. When you are trampled by people and horses, you have no strength. What can you do?" Du Tiandao.
Dutian's words reminded Zoya of her fear when she was hit by a horse's hoof.
If the master hadn't knocked the horse away in time, she would have been trampled to death by the horse.
The feeling that your life is in the hands of others is particularly bad.
Yes, she should have her own power.
Clenching her little fists, Zoya figured it out, no matter what he would look like, as long as he could save his life, appearance was not important.
“Meet the Master!”
Zoya knelt down and worshiped Dutian.
"No need to kneel down, Zoya, as long as you acknowledge Master..."
Dutian held Zoya's arm and pulled her up.
“Our force-generating technique originated from the previous Southern Dynasties. At that time, there was a martial arts master who created a method of external use of medicine and internal use of Qi to temper the muscles and bones. Later, the master He came to the grassland and settled down on the grassland, and his inheritance remained in the grassland.”
Dutian unbuttoned and took off his shirt.
Zoya was surprised to find that the muscles in his arms and chest were not as big as those prairie men who specialized in strength training. They looked streamlined and very smooth.
"Strength comes from the inside out, unlike the ordinary prairie people whose strength is displayed on the outside, which is pure muscle power. This is not the case in our sect."
Dutian re-crossed Put on your clothes and said calmly.
Zoya nodded and said, "Master Du, when will we practice?"
She found that her original worries were unnecessary.
It turns out that if you practice with Dutian, you won't become a muscle monster.
In this case, why would he refuse?
"Don't worry, I will take you to the manor after your Master Qiku has finished dealing with it." Du Tiandao said.
"By the way, I haven't finished what I just said..."
"The grandmaster back then was a southern woman, and many of the techniques passed down were only available to women. You can practice cultivation, which is one of the reasons why I want to accept you as my disciple." Du Tiandao.
In this world, there is no such thing as love without reason and hatred without reason.
Actually, there is another reason Dutian didn't mention, and that is Zoya's appearance.
It was very similar to his deceased daughter. The first time he saw it, he was reminded of the little girl who followed him around and called her father many years ago.
Back then, he failed to protect her, but now that he saw Zoya, his heart was instantly touched, and he began to think of accepting a disciple.
The disciples we accept as serious disciples are our family members, and we have a very close relationship.
"Come, let's try your strength first and see how big a stone lock you can move." Du Tiandao said.
Zoya nodded and came to a row of stone locks.
Her eyes stayed on the one in front. The weights were engraved on the stone locks. The smallest stone lock weighed ten kilograms.
She held the stone lock with both hands and began to lift the stone lock.
Ten pounds was no problem, but when it reached thirty pounds, she could no longer lift it.
"No, Master." Zoya wiped her sweat and put down the stone lock.
(End of this chapter)