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  "Uncle Cloud, I finally understand. It was indeed the momentum that overwhelmed me and made me lose my determination before the battle even started."

  Zhao Yun's face showed a look of approval, and he stood with his hands behind his back, saying slowly: "Actually, there is no insurmountable gap between people. Innate physical talent is important, but later diligent practice and understanding of the martial way are equally indispensable. The so-called aura is just one of the three key points of practicing martial arts."

  Zhoa Yun's words were like a lighthouse in the vast ocean, guiding Liu Feng's wandering thoughts to find the right direction. He immediately said with respect: "Please, Uncle Cloud, enlighten me."

  "The three key elements of martial arts are 'power', 'technique' and 'momentum'. By power, it refers to the amount of strength a person can exert, like my previous slash. Although it had a majestic aura, if the force behind it was weak and soft, when encountering an enemy with greater strength, not only would it fail to harm them, but there's also a chance of being counterattacked by the rebounding force. This power is the foundation of martial arts. People like Sima Zhao who are naturally strong and powerful are certainly commendable, but if they can continue to temper their bodies through long-term effort and increase their physical strength in the later stages, they can also reach the pinnacle of power."

  Zhoa Yun's explanation of the power, Liu Feng did not find difficult to understand. It was like boxing, a lightweight boxer facing off against a heavyweight boxer, landing ten punches in a row but unable to knock down his opponent due to insufficient strength, while the heavyweight boxer only needed one hit to easily knock the lightweight boxer to the ground.

  "If one only has brute strength, a single slash may weigh as much as a thousand pounds, but if it's just reckless hacking and slashing without any technique or form. In that case, the opponent only needs to evade and wait for you to exhaust yourself, then a light strike can be fatal. Therefore, after having power, one must have the skill to use this power correctly, this is what is meant by 'technique'. However, true technique is not just about fancy moves, but rather the perfect combination of speed and eyesight. Using eyesight to spot the enemy's weakness, using speed to attack before the enemy can defend. Of course, this also requires long-term hard practice."

  Liu Feng carefully savored each word spoken by Zhao Yun, and then verified it with the actual combat on the battlefield a few days ago, gradually having a feeling of great benefit.

  "After explaining the concept of force and technique, Zhao Yun continued: "The final word is the 'momentum' I just mentioned. It's a kind of inner conviction that leads to certain victory, a determination that despises everything. If force and technique are attacks on the enemy, then strong momentum is an attack on the enemy's spirit. Many years ago, during the Battle of Guandu, Yuan Shao had a famous general named Yan Liang, but he was beheaded by my uncle Yun Chang in one move amidst a million soldiers. The key to Yun Chang's ability to kill his enemies with one strike lies in his awe-inspiring momentum that makes heaven and earth tremble."

  Zhoa Yun's words deeply shocked Liu Feng at the same time, and also solved a puzzle that had been puzzling him for a long time.

  Liu closed his eyes and carefully recalled the battle with Xu Zhu. Before the other person made a move, he was already intimidated by the opponent's majestic killing intent. All he saw in his eyes was Xu Zhu's murderous gaze, and his heart was shrouded in fear and tension.

  This means that his own mental strength has been disturbed by Xu Chu, and he has no time to pay attention to the essence hidden under Xu Chu's strong killing intent: such as the way of drawing a sword, the direction of attack. Even when Xu Chu's knife is approaching, his hand holding the weapon is shaking unconsciously.

  Liu Feng took a deep breath: "Uncle Yun, I understand now. What is meant by 'momentum' is actually the 'non-fighting and submission of others' in military strategy."

  Zhao Yun's eyes lit up: "The young master is indeed clever, this metaphor for the art of war is very apt. In fact, 'force' is like the number of soldiers in an army, their combat effectiveness and discipline, etc. A strong army has force as its foundation. As for 'technique', it is like the commander's way of using troops, if the commander has no strategy or tactics, even a powerful army will inevitably be defeated. As for 'momentum', it is more like a country's national strength, when a country's power is strong enough, there is no need to use force, just a threatening letter can make the enemy surrender."

  Liu Feng merely linked his understanding of momentum with military tactics, but didn't expect Zhao Yun to follow the momentum and make a more vivid analogy. At this moment, Liu Feng's heart suddenly became clear, and his previous confusion about martial arts was resolved in an instant.

  Looking at Zhao Yun in front of him, Liu Feng felt both gratitude and admiration. He was grateful for his selfless advice, and admired his analysis of martial arts and military strategy, which could recognize the essence of war at the national level. Zhao Zilong was indeed a famous general.

  "Thank you, Uncle Yun." Liu Feng bowed his fist in gratitude, but then sighed and said: "It's just that with my talent, I don't know how long it will take to practice the three words of Wu Dao to reach your peak level, Uncle Yun."

  Zhao Yun smiled faintly: "With the qualifications of a young master, as long as you are willing to suffer and use your heart, surpassing me is only a matter of time. However, if you say that you want to practice the three-character mantra to the pinnacle level, I'm afraid even I haven't reached it yet."

  "Yun Shu was being modest, but his abilities were well-known throughout the land. Even if one couldn't master the Three Character Mantra to its peak, it's likely that no one else in this world could reach such a state."

  Zhao Yun raised his head to gaze at the vast starry sky, and sighed softly: "After all, humans are just flesh and blood, as age grows, one's body and reactions will irreversibly decline. The majority of people exhaust their lives, perhaps only able to bring one or two of the three techniques to the peak realm. Those who can cultivate all three techniques to the peak in their lifetime can be called a god of war. I have met such a person only once in my life."

  "Who is it?" Liu Feng's eyebrows were filled with curiosity.

  Zhao Yun arrived at the weapon rack, picked up a long spear with ease, and spoke out the name of that person: "Lü Bu."

  I had almost forgotten about him. The famous generals of this era all have a bit of an arrogant attitude, but none of them dare to claim they are the best in the world. Lü Bu is indeed the greatest among men.

  In the brief silence, Liu Feng was greedily digesting Zhao Yun's advice, while Zhao Yun was reminiscing about the stormy years.

  Two men were deep in thought when suddenly one of Liu Bei's personal soldiers walked into the courtyard, bowed and said: "Young Master, General Zi Long, our lord has an urgent matter to discuss, please come quickly."

  "It's so late, hasn't the lord gone to rest yet?" Zhao Yun looked back at Liu Feng, his eyes showing a hint of puzzlement.

  It's already late at night, almost time to sleep. Liu Bei chose this moment to summon them, clearly not wanting to make a big fuss. Liu Feng vaguely felt that the so-called important matter of Liu Bei was likely related to Liu Qi.

  At this thought, Liu Feng's mood suddenly became alert again: "If Father has something important to discuss, then let's hurry up and see him."

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