The punch missed its mark, and Robb quickly turned around, using the momentum of the spin to slash his longsword at Hao Yun's neck.
“Arya, watch closely as I show you how I fight the enemy.”
This time, Hao Yun did not retreat. Instead, he raised his right hand and, with the help of Robb, gently deflected the end of the longsword with his short knife.
The longsword that was originally aimed at Hao Yun's neck changed direction in mid-air. Hao Yun rushed forward and pressed himself against Robb, thrusting his left-hand short sword towards Robb's chest.
Of course, Hao Yun wouldn't actually stab with the tip of the knife; he just poked it with the handle.
Arya, watching from the sidelines, kept her eyes glued to Hao Yun's movements, afraid of missing even the slightest detail.
Robb was deeply upset to find himself being used as a teaching tool by Hao Yun, especially with his sister watching from the sidelines, which made him feel even more ashamed.
"continue!"
Taking a step back, Hao Yun and Robb created some distance between themselves, and Hao Yun smiled, signaling him to continue the attack.
Since he had already lost face, Robb didn't care about losing a little more, so he swung his longsword and began slashing left and right.
This kind of continuous close-range slashing is fast and powerful. If it weren't for teaching Arya, Hao Yun could easily have caught the counterattack with his dual swords.
"Remember, don't panic in this situation. Seize the opportunity and don't hesitate for a second before charging in."
Before he could finish speaking, Hao Yun rushed into Luo Bai's arms the instant Luo Bai raised his sword to strike, his left hand slashing upwards with his short sword while his right hand grabbed Luo Bai's elbow holding the sword.
Normally, this knife would have pierced Robb's brain through his jaw.
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
After sheathing his dagger, Hao Yun patted Robb on the shoulder.
Lady Caitlin, who happened to be passing by, had been watching with bated breath, fearing that Hao Yun might accidentally kill Robb.
When Hao Yun saw Mrs. Caitlin, he nodded and smiled in greeting.
Mrs. Caitlin managed a weak smile, though she knew the two were competing, she was still worried about her son getting hurt.
"Let's stop here for now. I'll continue teaching you after you've had breakfast."
Upon reaching Arya, Hao Yun sheathed his dagger.
Arya was a little downcast after the daggers were taken away; she really liked the two daggers Hao had given her.
"I'm just keeping them for you. I'll give them to you when you've fully mastered the use of dual swords."
After ruffling Arya's hair, Hao Yun called Moonlight over.
"Okay, I'll learn it quickly."
Arya smiled, and before Lady Caitlin could speak, she vanished in a flash.
Lady Caitlin, who was about to scold Arya, became very serious. She had no way to deal with her daughter; no matter what she said, Arya didn't take it to heart.
While learning ladylike manners from the nuns, she would either sneak away or try to cause trouble.
"Mother."
Suppressing his annoyance, Robb bowed to Lady Caitlin.
"Okay, you go to the restaurant first. I have something to say to Hao Yun."
Robb glanced at Hao Yun, feeling somewhat helpless. He had already guessed what his mother was going to say; she definitely wouldn't allow Arya and Hao Yun to learn martial arts.
As Robb walked away, Lady Caitlin entered the courtyard, but she did not get too close, after all, the moonlight beside Hao Yun was still quite intimidating.
"Traveler from the East, if Arya is asking you to learn martial arts, I hope you will refuse. She is a lady, and martial arts are not suitable for her."
Hao Yun, who was feeding the direwolf pills, did not agree with Lady Caitlin's words. He could see that Arya loved martial arts and was very talented at it.
“Lady Caitlin, you should know that Arya has always wanted to learn martial arts. Even if I don’t teach her, she will try her best to learn. In that case, why don’t I teach her for a while?”
“Learning martial arts is very hard and tiring. She might give up on her own in a couple of days.”
Chapter 138 The King
Hao Yun's words shook Lady Caitlin's resolve. She knew that even if she forbade Arya from learning, Arya would secretly learn.
Since that's the case, why not try it as Hao Yun suggested? Maybe in a couple of days, Arya will really give up.
"Mrs. Caitlin, what do you think?"
After some hesitation, Lady Caitlin finally agreed and hired Hao Yun as Arya's martial arts instructor.
When Hao Yun arrived at the restaurant with Mrs. Caitlin, he was a little dumbfounded. It was the first time he had eaten barbecue so early in the morning.
Hao Yun missed the breakfasts in the main world, with their abundance of choices: steamed buns, soy milk, fried dough sticks, xiaolongbao, and tofu pudding. In contrast, in this other world, apart from some bizarre dishes, there wasn't much to eat.
Hao took a piece of black bread, soaked it in the soup until it softened, and then reluctantly ate it.
Seeing that Hao Yun was eating very little, Theon couldn't help but ask.
Are you feeling unwell?
Hao Yun looked at the people at the table. Apart from himself, everyone else had eaten two pieces of bread and a large plate of roast meat.
The eldest daughter, Sansa, secretly glanced at Hao Yun, her cheeks slightly flushed.
This adorable little girl was completely captivated by Hao Yun after meeting him, since there was no one as handsome as Hao Yun in Winterfell.
"How about some grilled meat?"
Theon pushed the plate of barbecue in front of Hao Yun, who had no choice but to pick up two pieces and put them on his own plate.
Breakfast ended quickly, and Hao Yun hurriedly left, afraid that Theon would ask him for two more pieces of roast meat.
Arya put down her knife and fork, glanced at Mrs. Caitlin, and seeing that her mother hadn't noticed her, quietly left her seat to slip away.
"Arya!"
Arya, who was about to leave the restaurant, was stopped by Lady Caitlin.
"Don't leave! Come here!"
Having failed to escape, Arya walked dejectedly toward her mother, bracing herself for a scolding.
"Hao Yun is now your martial arts teacher. Since you want to learn martial arts, then learn seriously."
The surprise came so suddenly that Arya's mouth dropped open in astonishment. She never expected that her mother would allow her to learn martial arts.
"I really can learn!"
"Don't you want to?"
"Yes, I want to learn! Thank you, Mother."
Arya burst into Lady Caitlin's arms, her eyes bulging with laughter.
Seeing her daughter so happy, Lady Caitlin affectionately patted her head. Actually, she didn't allow her daughter to learn martial arts, but she was worried that she wouldn't be able to get married in the future.
After all, no nobleman would like his wife to wield a sword and embarrass him.
Eddard, sitting to the side, didn't actually mind his daughter learning martial arts. As a young wolf from House Stark, it was perfectly normal for her to learn martial arts.
"My lord, the king is about to arrive at Winterfell. Should we make preparations in advance?"
Upon receiving the message from the raven, the Grand Scholar hurriedly came to inform Ed.
"Yes, let's go prepare first, and also set up a barracks. The king will definitely bring an army with him this time."
On the Kingsroad, a procession of a thousand men was making its way to Winterfell.
At the front of the procession, Robert, as fat as a pig, was riding his warhorse and chattering incessantly.
"Useless! You can't even do this little thing right, get out of here!"
After dismissing the servants, he glanced contemptuously at his brother-in-law, Jaime Lannister, the current commander of the Kingsguard and the Kingslayer, who was not far away.
Robert held his brother-in-law in utter contempt because he had broken his oath and assassinated the Mad King.
Logically, this should be a good thing, since Robert was the beneficiary of the assassination attempt. But I don't know what he was thinking. He looked down on Jaime and didn't send him away, but instead kept him by his side.
That's nothing compared to what he did when he went out to solicit prostitutes, insisting on taking James with him and having him stand guard outside.
No normal person would do such a thing, but Robert did it, and he did it openly and honestly.
In the center of the procession, Cersei sat expressionlessly in a huge carriage.
She looked at Robert's retreating figure as if he were a stranger, showing absolutely no intimacy between husband and wife.
"Damn it! It's getting colder and colder! Where are my clothes?! Servant, servant!"
The servant, who had just been scolded and dismissed by Robert, hurriedly brought the coat and respectfully handed it to Robert.
At Shrek Castle in Winterfell, Hao Yun is making wooden dummy stakes.
"Master, what is this?"
Arya stood beside Hao Yun, her face full of confusion.
"It's finally finished, it's for your training."
After assembling the wooden dummy, Hao Yun stepped forward and performed a set of Wing Chun, a style of boxing he hadn't practiced in a long time.
Clang, clang!
The wooden hands and feet on the wooden dummy kept turning, and a trace of nostalgia appeared in Hao Yun's eyes. He thought of his master and Huang Liang. Back in the world of Ip Man, he had done a lot of absurd things.
Robbery of ghosts, following Huang Liang to brothels, a hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye, time really flies.
Arya was completely oblivious to Hao Yun's emotional changes; her attention was entirely focused on Hao Yun's boxing technique.
"Master, I want to learn this too."
Arya's words brought Hao Yun back to his senses.
"Okay, you can learn from me."
After handing the boxing stance to Arya, Hao Yun let her practice on the wooden dummy herself, and he would point out any mistakes she made.
Hao Yun felt pretty good about being a mentor for the first time.
Arya learned very quickly, and within a morning she was playing quite well.
After lunch, Hao Yun began teaching Arya the Eight-Slash Sword in the afternoon, and Hao Yun was naturally her sparring partner.