"You have to clearly understand that the cultivation of martial arts is not an overnight thing, even if your talent is very suitable for our Wuji, but you can't stick to it, it is in vain. Okay, don't grind, start practicing. Shi Gang spoke earnestly.

He had an extremely heavy sense of responsibility for teaching Jiang Yang well, which he had never felt like this when he had taught true disciples before.

"Okay, don't chant the scriptures, a big man's mouth is so broken. Jiang Yang waved his hand impatiently.

Since Shi Gang begged to be abused so much, then he was not welcome, he didn't expect that this big man still had this kind of hobby, and sure enough, people can't be good-looking.

"Hey, this kid, it's really not easy for me to ......" Shi Gang sat on the chair brought by his daughter, and was about to take a sip of tea while resting while guiding Jiang Yang.

"Poof! What is this?!" As a result, before he could sit down, a mouthful of tea spurted out of his mouth, and he saw Jiang Yang easily finish a small broken punch.

Forget if there is no mistake, the most important thing is that through his perception, Jiang Yang at least mobilized the power of heaven and earth just now, that is to say, as soon as he is in the morning, he will be small!

If Xiao Rui Fist wants to initially show its power, the minimum condition is Xiao Cheng.

For a moment, Shi Gang thought that there was something wrong with his perception, but the fact was in front of him, no matter how he perceived it, Jiang Yang's fist had the power of heaven and earth lingering.

"Ahem, Jiang Yang, come here, let me ask you something, do you feel that the power of your fist is much greater, and is there anything unusual in your body?"

Forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart, Shi Gang called Jiang Yang to him again.

"It's a lot bigger. It didn't feel any big thing, just a stream of air around the fist. Jiang Yang pretended to be stupid.

Naturally, he knew the signs of the different stages of Xiao Broken Fist, and he took this opportunity to show off his amazing talent by the way.

Didn't you say that he was a hegemon, okay, then it was just arrogant to show him.

It's best for Shi Gang to write him a letter of introduction or something like that, and teach him a stronger Wuji mastery as soon as he gets started.

What is the true inheritance, he wants to become the only true inheritance of Wuji, that is, the secret inheritance, that is, the heir of the mantle.

Originally, he just wanted to get by, but seeing the power of the little broken fist, he changed his mind, he wanted all the Wuji martial arts, and he wanted to learn the most complete version as soon as possible.

Well, it's best to just smash the talent in the face.

No matter how powerful someone else says about something, it's not as convincing as what you actually see.

Jiang Yang also has a number, and he controls his level, otherwise if he really wants to show the perfect realm, it will not be surprise, but fright.

In this way, there is a high probability that Shi Gang will have a fight with him as soon as he picks up the guy.

Such a demonic act would obviously be considered a ghost possession.

It's just that at present, it seems that Shi Gang's reaction is still higher than he expected, and the effect is a little too much.

"That's right, it's really small, the hegemon is really so outrageous, such a comparison, then I'm not a waste material, back then, it took me two months to become a small one, and this is still called the most talented disciple of Wuji recently......"

Thinking of this, Shi Gang's old face turned red.

"I see that you are still relatively proficient in fighting, and there are no major mistakes, but don't be proud, this can only be regarded as average in the Wuji faction, and you should pay attention to practice more in the future. ”

After taking a sip of tea and moistening his throat, Shi Gang told Jiang Yang that he was really afraid that a good seedling would be abandoned because of pride.

This is a white lie.

Besides, to a certain extent, this is also a fact, many people in the Wuji faction have cultivated to a higher level of martial arts, and Xiao Rui Fist Xiaocheng is indeed nothing.

It's just that those people may be three times the age of Jiang Yang, or even four times the age.

If Jiang Yang knew, he would definitely have to say, "Don't you even want your face, hall owner?"

"Got it, I'll practice hard, by the way, owner, lend me some money, I'm going to the blacksmith's shop. ”

Jiang Yang knew very well that Shi Gang was talking nonsense when he opened his eyes, if Wuji really had so many, he would still be so depressed that he would wait for him, but after all, he was going to borrow money, and he still had to do some superficial work.

"Take it, remember to come back early to practice, I'll go out later, Xiaoyue, you remember to buy more meat, and practicing martial arts is also to replenish energy." Shi Gang happily threw a silver ingot to Jiang Yang.

After a short period of contact with Jiang Yang, he felt that this young man was trustworthy and fit his temper very well.

"It's a pity, if it's not a hegemon, it's ......" He glanced at his daughter vaguely, and sighed in his heart.

"You know what to command me. Shi Xiayue muttered dissatisfiedly.

Regardless of their father and daughter's bickering, Jiang Yang entered the house and walked out with his Lingshuang sword.

His sword needs a scabbard, and he always gets a wooden box, so it's inconvenient not to talk about it, and normal use is not guaranteed.

Every time he had to be careful not to break through the wooden box with the sharp magic sword, it was uncomfortable.

I've always wanted to forge a suitable scabbard, but I don't have any money, and I haven't been idle at all recently, and I'm basically busy.

Now that he lives in the martial arts hall, the problem of money has been solved, and he is not bothering him at present, so he is just going to solve this matter.

Shi Gang introduced him to a blacksmith shop, where the owner had a friendship with him, and let him go with confidence, it was definitely good and cheap.

Passing through the slum halfway, Jiang Yang thought of the young man with brains again, it seemed that he had failed to break through, and he hadn't arrived at the Shiyun Martial Arts Pavilion for so long.

Or maybe it's going to another martial arts gym, who knows?

The blacksmith shop is in the southern city, and it will take some time.

"Feng's Blacksmith Shop", some of the humble houses have dilapidated plaques hanging on them.

Don't look good, there are some guests waiting in line at the door, but most of them are ordinary people.

Several of them caught Jiang Yang's attention.

One is the man in black with his face covered at the front, from the breath he leaked, it can be judged that he is a congenital master, except for Jiang Yang, who is hiding his strength, he is the person with the highest strength present.

There was also a couple with a half-grown boy who didn't look like they had come to strike iron, and there was probably something else going on.

The last one, more strangely, was a woman with a veil covering her face, judging from the color of her gray hair, she should not be young, but he was not sure, if it was a special reason, maybe it was for some special reason.

When Jiang Yang walked into the house, some of the people inside had left, but there were still a lot of them, and those few he had paid attention to hadn't left yet.

The strong men were very busy, the temperature in the house was very high, and everyone was sweating profusely.

There was a big white-haired man standing next to him, and he kept saying something, his voice was very low, and he couldn't hear it clearly because he was too far away.