Fang Bozhou is Master Li Qinghai's favorite student, he is the senior brother of Qingfeng Dojo, and he is a young genius in the Upper Realm of Kaiyang, if nothing else, he will certainly be qualified to enter the ancestral court to obtain better learning resources.

If it weren't for Bai Qingxuan, Fang Bozhou at this time would have already entered the ancestral court like Chen Linci and became an official student of the Confucian Dojo, how could he end up in such a situation.

Thinking of this, Chen Linci even began to secretly regret that he was still too light, and he should have abolished the other party directly.

Only one can heal the wound, which bastard is too cheap.

As if he had seen through what Chen Linci was thinking, Fang Bozhou was silent for a moment, and then said, "Senior brother, promise me one thing. ”

Chen Linci muttered, "Senior brother, you say." ”

"I know that the other party beat me like this, you must be holding your stomach and sulking, just like you did to Guo Zicheng at the beginning, if you want to fight back in the same way, you don't have to. Fang Bozhou said calmly: "In the ring, there are already wins and losses, Bai Qingxuan's attack is indeed heavier, but my skills are not as good as others, I really can't beat others, it is better to settle the dispute, according to my meaning, this matter, let it be over like this." ”

"Senior brother, you are right, in the ring, there are winners and losers. Chen Linci said slowly: "So I wasted half of his life in the ring, and no one can say anything." ”

Hearing Chen Linci's words, Fang Bozhou sighed secretly in his heart, as he expected, with Chen Linci's character, he would definitely not let Bai Qingxuan go easily, just like he pierced Guo Zicheng's right arm a few years ago, this junior brother of his own, is good at everything, but he is too resentful.

In fact, it is normal to hold grudges, first he was injured by Guo Zicheng, and then he was beaten by Bai Qingxuan with such a heavy hand, not to mention that he fainted, and he also lost the opportunity to enter the ancestral court to study, Fang Bozhou's heart was also very annoyed, but he didn't want to convey this kind of information to Chen Linci, let alone this junior brother because of himself.

It's just that after all, people have already been beaten, Fang Bozhou can only say lightly: "Senior brother, this matter, let's just pass it like this." ”

Chen Linci nodded and muttered, "Okay." ”

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"Iron striking pays attention to a thousand tempers, and the same is true for practice, the same move, the effect of practicing a thousand times, after all, is much better than the effect of practicing a hundred times. ”

As the sun set, the guests in the tea shop had already left, and Huang Tianyi, the nine-money heavenly master who lived in seclusion in Qingyang Town and played iron casting swords, was ** the upper half, revealing the muscles full of strength in the robe, and the hammer he held in his right hand was constantly tapping the Qingyang iron held in his left hand, while he was still carefully talking about the avenue of cultivation towards Zhan Muhong.

Zhan Muhong sat quietly on the side, watching the hammer hit the iron piece over and over again, and he couldn't recall in his mind that in the greedy wolf courtyard, he kept repeating a move to practice boxing, listening to the words of the old blacksmith who claimed to be the third in the world, and his heart was like this

Do you still need you to teach me the simple truth? The master has already understood it thoroughly.

Huang Tianyi stopped the process of striking iron in his hand and looked at Zhan Muhong next to him thoughtfully, thinking that he had learned something from his words, so he smiled with relief.

After getting along these days, he found that he liked this kid more and more, if it was calculated according to the age of ordinary people in the world, if he married a wife and had children, he should have such a big grandson, not to mention that this kid is talented, people work hard, and he has a subtle idea in his heart that he wants to really accept this kid as a disciple.

Although Zhan Muhong had already understood the big truths that Huang Tian said in his mouth, these days, he had not learned anything from Huang Tianyi, he was repeating and not getting tired of watching Huang Tianyi's action of striking iron every day, because it seemed that in it, he found something amazing.

But he couldn't say it, he knew that once he had an epiphany, it would definitely be a qualitative gain for his cultivation, but there was always a layer of window paper between this epiphany and him, so that he could only see vague things, and his heart was itching and uncomfortable, but he couldn't pierce that layer of window paper.

This itchy feeling has always made him very uncomfortable, but he knows that once he pierces the layer of window paper, whether it is strength or state of mind, he can transcend it.

When you let go of your thoughts, you can be at ease, and once you have an epiphany, you can be at ease.

"I read the book that those swordsmen are extremely chic and powerful characters, who can take the enemy's head from thousands of miles away at every turn, such as probing and fetching things, and can also fly with a sword, like an immortal in the sky. Zhan Muhong said: "Old fellow, you said that you are the third most powerful swordsman in the world, so can you teach me to practice swords." ”

"Let's go!" Huang Tianyi said disdainfully: "Although those things are true, there are not many swordsmen in this world who can kill the enemy for thousands of miles." These ordinary people in the world will call themselves swordsmen when they hang a long sword on their waists, and those guys who write books are also to make money, so many guys who can fly thousands of miles to kill people with swords, you kid can't mobilize the power of Xingyuan by nature, don't think about these things. ”

"Who stipulates that you can't practice swords if you can't mobilize the power of Xingyuan?" Zhan Muhong said unconvinced: "At the beginning, everyone in the world thought that only those who mobilized the power of Xingyuan could be called cultivators, but didn't the Overlord of Western Chu change the world's views by himself, and included martial arts cultivation in the scope of cultivation?"

"Old fellow, I want to practice swords, if I really practice in the future, as the first martial arts cultivator on the Endless Continent to become an invincible swordsman's heroic teacher, you will also be famous. Zhan Muhong smiled: "Since you claim to be the third swordsman in the world, I believe it will not be difficult for you to do this." ”

"You kid, don't use such an old method of agitation, my old man's chance of becoming the world's number one swordsman is countless times higher than your boy's chance of becoming a kendo master, and becoming the world's number one Dora style, I also need your reputation that will last forever."

Huang Tian smiled, thought about it for a while, and said, "However, cultivating swordsmanship with martial arts is indeed a very interesting thing to do, so you can give it a try." ”

"Really?" Zhan Muhong was a little excited.

Huang Tian raised the hammer and iron piece in his hand and looked at it, smiled and said, "This is really not true, it depends on your boy's performance." ”