"This, tibia?"

Yang Gan gestured to his calf bone, "This is the tibia."

The prisoner hesitated and said, "For an ordinary person, even a soldier, one kick will definitely break the tibia. But if you encounter someone who specializes in leg skills, you may not be able to defeat the enemy with one move."

Seeing Yang Qian's suspicious look, the prisoner immediately danced and said vividly.

"I know a ranger who has practiced leg skills since he was a child. Although I have never tried it, even if an elm stick hits his leg, nothing will happen to him."

"So powerful, can anyone really practice to the point where their muscles and bones are as strong as iron?"

The prisoner chuckled, showing his shining teeth, "This leg-training person has very strong tibia, but underneath he is still just like an ordinary person."

"When I rub my feet, I can kick the top of his big female toes. Unless you are a Qi practitioner, no one can practice here."

"Unless he has taken off his toe caps, you can take them off with just a snap."

The prisoner pointed to his knees, "When I rub my feet, I can not only kick my toes, but also my knees, especially if there is a round thing on my knees. If I can find the right spot and rub it, I can kick it." Kick this thing off."

Suddenly he was stunned for a moment and said with a sneer, "Of course, according to the laws of Xia State, you will be jailed and compensated."

The corners of Yang Gan's mouth twitched fiercely. Damn it, he kicked the meniscus off with one kick. This is so awesome.

According to what the prisoner said, he had just figured it out. When he first started, he would practice standing up. As time went by, the hardness of the soles of his feet would be fine.

As time goes by, when practicing in the future, you can step forward, rub and kick, and you can practice even while walking.

After the prisoner finished telling everything, Yang Qian faced the wall, hesitated, raised his big toe, and kicked it hard.

"Bang!"

A dent was instantly kicked out of the wall.

The prisoner was dumbfounded: "Wu, Mr. Wu An, why are you so proficient? Have you ever practiced similar techniques like this before?"

At this time, Yang Gan was dumbfounded. My Fake didn't even have a headache, and he became more and more addicted to kicking me. He didn't pay any attention to the prisoner's words.

To be honest, Yang Gan looked down on this kind of person. He wanted skills but not skills, he wanted virtue but not virtue, he was not good at farming, and he had no skills.

If you want to go to Shangguo and work as a retainer to make a living, you will probably be kicked out, and no one will take it seriously.

If he had been careful, he wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable situation. Baili Shuang had already investigated and found out that this person had no property in Wanghai County or his place of birth. He was obviously a lonely person.

"If you don't have to go to jail, where are you going to go?"

The prisoner considered, "Then we must go to Shang State. Xia State is very strict with us rangers."

"Are you literate?"

"Natural literacy."

Yang Qian was happy and said with a smile, "Is that because the martial arts practitioner's family fortune has declined?"

The prisoner hesitated for a while and then said, "Back then, my father and several uncles were killed by the Huns. I had no ability, so I could only sell my property and move away. Unexpectedly, in a few years, everything would have changed."

At this time Ge Xiuming and Baili Shuang walked in.

"Your Majesty!"

Ge Xiuming didn't know why Yang Gan called him here.

"Check his feet and see if there are any corresponding potions needed to practice this kind of martial arts."

"promise!"

After asking the prisoner to sit on the ground and taking off his shoes, Ge Xiuming inspected them carefully.

He pinched the prisoner's soles and heels as he was not too dirty.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"What about here?"

"A little sour."

"What about here?"

"It doesn't hurt."

.......

After checking for a while, Ge Xiuming nodded and said to Yang Qian, "Your Majesty, I have never heard of this kind of kung fu, but I have seen something similar to this before."

"It gives me the feeling that this kind of martial arts was created not long ago."

Yang Qian nodded, "Yes, I'm afraid of imperfection. Kung Fu has been developed through practice. Don't let your feet become crippled by then. Wouldn't it be a small gain at the expense of a big gain?"

Ge Xiuming was very careful and even asked the prisoners to practice it. Finally he said with a smile, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. I have checked it. This is just a move and cannot be called martial arts at all."

"It's simple and easy to learn. What you practice is Shui Mo Kung Fu. If you practice it, you can soak your feet every night before going to bed with a decoction made from safflower, achyranthes root, green bark, citrus aurantium, Acanthopanax bark, and Eucommia ulmoides."

"Have your servants massage the soles, soles, and insteps of your feet. This way, it won't hurt your body at all, but it will be of great benefit to your feet."

"Okay, prepare this liquid for me right away. Regardless of the cost, I will add it to the order of daily medicines. I will also teach you all the massage techniques and acupuncture points to the magic stone, jade beads and Nina."

"Notify the manor and all the rangers to see if they can perfect this martial art and create a matching move. The requirements are simple and clear, suitable for sneak attacks, Yin people."

"promise!"

The prisoner looked confused. This was too professional. Although he didn't know much about medicinal materials, safflower and achyranthes were quite expensive and could not be afforded by ordinary people.

What this beast just said and still uses it every day is like soaking its feet with gold.

Yang Gan looked at the prisoner and said, "I'm very satisfied with your martial arts skills. Let's do this. I'll give you two choices."

"First, you will be a student for one year. After that, I can arrange for you to work somewhere else. You will have a comfortable life, and you should have no problem supporting your family."

"Second, I will let you go now. You go to Fuyan and lurk. It is best to go to the homes of high-ranking people like Li Lu and Zhai Ku. You can follow orders and act according to orders. You choose one."

The prisoner said with a confused face, "You, aren't you afraid that I will run away?"

Yang Gan scratched his head and said indifferently, "I'm just giving you a chance. Whether you can seize it or not depends on you. Do you really think of yourself as a green onion?"

"Do good work and I won't treat you badly in the future."

"Then what should I do now..."

"Bai Lishuang, forget this... I'm too lazy to remember your name. Just throw him to the Tianshou Division peripheral training base and train for a few months before sending him to Fu Yan."

"promise!"

Baili Shuang just informed him, and within a short time, three ordinary-looking men threw the prisoner onto the carriage.

There are two men and one woman, both of them are ordinary looking and not very tall. They look ordinary no matter how they look.

But if you really treat them as passers-by, you are not far from death. These are trained as killing machines. They have the strongest combat power and are the most fanatical about Yang Qian.

Leave it to them, unless the prisoner can grow wings or is someone like Yang Gan, ordinary rangers cannot escape.

When you get to Tianshou Division, if it's a dragon, you have to be coiled for me, and if it's a tiger, you have to lie down for me.

Yang Gan patted Baili Shuang on the shoulder, "Yes, I am very satisfied with your martial arts skills this time. It may not be useful on the battlefield, but when fighting alone, you can make a sneak attack."

Baili Shuang said modestly, "I just came here to try it out, but I didn't expect to see such a strange move."

The battlefield and the arena are two worlds that are almost incompatible with each other. People who are awesome on the field may not be able to do well in the arena.

Of course, those who have done well in the martial arts world may go to the battlefield and kill dozens or hundreds of people before being shot to death by random arrows.

Baili Shuang is a gourmet among the Rangers. Although he doesn't say he is very awesome, at least he still knows some things.

I also have many impressions of various martial arts. This is the first time I have encountered such a weird martial arts.

Any body movement will have a continuity. If you want to kick your legs, your shoulders must move back accordingly.

If you want your fists to be strong, your shoulders must be drawn back, except for inch punches.

No matter what movements you make, the coordination of the entire body will reflect accordingly.

But this martial art is really weird. He can crack open monuments and crack rocks with just a tap of his feet, but his body doesn't have much movement.

However, Yang Gan has a sharp eye. Although his shoulders don't move, his butt does. It's just that normal people fight face to face.

What? When you fight with someone, you can still see the other person's butt? If you have this ability, you don't have to check for flaws.

Yang Qian kicked the wall vigorously. Not to mention, he kicked too much and was a little addictive.

"Your Majesty, I see that all the little ladies have gone shopping. Do you want to play here all day?"

Yang Qian relaxed his hands, swung his legs freely, and kept kicking the wall with the soles of his feet. In just a few dozen kicks, the wall was already deeply dented.

Every time a kick is struck, it feels like the walls and ground are shaking.

Although Yang Qian has not been practicing qi for a long time, he has already entered the threshold of being a qi practitioner. His muscles and bones are so strong.

"Bai Li, let's play it when you have time. It's quite interesting. When you fight with others in the future, if you kick him unexpectedly, an ordinary person might even get his tibia broken."

Baili Shuang smiled coquettishly. It wasn't that he looked down on this kind of martial arts. Having been in the martial arts world, the more clumsy the tricks, the more useful they were.

But anyone with a discerning eye will know at a glance that this move must be a trick that requires only two or three years to master.

"Your Majesty, you've been out for so long, why don't you go shopping with Zhang Xiaoniang and the others? If you practice martial arts like this, you won't be able to achieve anything for the time being, so you might as well~~~!"

Yang Qian said displeased, "Asshole, I can go wherever I want. Who cares about me? I'm tired of living?"

"and......"

Yang Qian turned his head faintly and scratched his ears, "Hey, Baili, not everyone is a genius. I know what you think. You can't see any movement after two or three years of this kind of skill."

"But you have to understand that in this world, there are some people who are geniuses, some people are ordinary people, and some people are idiots. Their backgrounds are determined, and no one can do anything about it."

"Oh, I can't understand it. You said it will take two or three years. In my opinion, two months is enough~~~!"

"grass~~~!"

"How shameless~~~!"

"Okay, you are noble and great."

Baili Shuang's face turned green. This was the first time she heard such boastful remarks.
Chapter completed!