After dancing for a while, Huang Zhong finally stopped and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air from his mouth. Putting away the knife and standing, he wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with his left hand, and then he set his eyes on Gan Xing.

"Zilie, what are you doing today?" Huang Zhong asked.

"Such a knife technique, it would be nice if I could have it..."Gan Xing, who was still in a daze, muttered in his mouth, and after a while, he suddenly woke up with a sudden spirit.

"Ah, master." As soon as the words came out, he couldn't speak anymore, because Huang Zhongzheng looked at him with a serious face, and the invisible pressure brought to Gan Xing made him unconsciously swallow the words he was about to say into his stomach again.

"You can have this kind of knife technique." Huang Zhong said seriously, not only to Gan Xing, but also to those soldiers in the army.

Swords, guns, swords, halberds, no matter what kind of weapon, as long as you are willing to work hard, touch and practice every day, then one day you will become extremely proficient, like an arm. But this boredom is not something that anyone can bear, and there are many temptations outside to put down their swords and plunge into the rolling red dust.

As long as there is a first, second, third wavering will follow, until the final desolation. In fact, this truth is clear to many people, that is, persistence, a very simple and simple truth, it is so simple, but many people have no way to do it.

Up to now, he is invincible in his knife skills and has extraordinary bravery, but what has not changed from the first time he touched the knife twenty or thirty years ago is this insistence. It is precisely because of this point that Huang Zhong understands better what the consequences of laziness will bring.

"Don't worry, master, I've already practiced knives today." Gan Xing, who knew very well what he would hear next, hurriedly added this sentence. Having said that, if he didn't finish today's sword practice, he wouldn't dare to come to see this extremely strict master at all!

Huang Zhong didn't speak, just stared at Gan Xing for a while, and after reading the information he wanted to read from Gan Xing's eyes, he nodded, and his face softened a little. As he spoke, he said, "That's good." Remember, you can't fall every day, and if you don't have time, you have to practice the knife for me even if you're squatting in the latrine! ”

"Got it, master!" Gan Xing straightened his chest and replied in a deep voice.

He dared to giggle in front of others, but he didn't dare to do this in front of Huang Zhong. That painful lesson is still vivid in his mind, and Gan Xing doesn't want to be "taught" again, and he was slapped on the ground by the back of the tiger's roaring knife and fell to the ground and ate.

"Master, I'm here to say goodbye to you this time." Gan Xing finally said what he meant.

"Farewell? Where to go? Huang Zhong frowned.

Before the two of them could speak again, the door of the kitchen in a corner of the courtyard opened, and a woman walked out, saw Gan Xing, and immediately said, "Xiaoxing, are you here?" Why don't you stay for dinner at noon? ”

"Master, no need, I'll leave after a while." Gan Xing replied, not to shirk, but to really leave soon.

Huang Zhong didn't seem to hear Gan Xing's answer, and said directly: "Then stay and have lunch before leaving." ”

"Okay, Master, then I'll stay for lunch and then leave." A spirit, the idea of leaving just after a while was also thrown behind Gan Xing's head, and he hurriedly said so.

The woman, who had a somewhat lost expression just now, immediately smiled, and she said, "Then I'll cook a little more food, so that you two can have a good chat, and Xu'er also wants you to chat with him." ”

With that, the woman turned and went back into the kitchen.

Watching his master leave, Gan Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief, and when he turned his gaze, he saw his master's expression that seemed to be smiling. To tell the truth, at that moment just now, Gan Xing really felt a chill appear, and quickly enveloped himself!

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and decisively decided to stay for a meal before leaving, otherwise it was uncertain what would happen, in short, he must be the one who was miserable. In terms of identity, Huang Zhong is his master, and in terms of force, Gan Xing is also the one who was hanged and beaten, think about it carefully. Well, he really doesn't have much of a say.

With such a master, Gan Xing is really painful and happy, after all, Huang Zhong is one of the figures who represents the peak of military force in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. Really, sometimes Gan Xing really thinks that his master may be the strongest person in this period, and there is no one or two words behind.

Even if he is now middle-aged, what he shows and what Gan Xing sees is still a peak physique and peak strength. Not to mention, when he became a real veteran later, he still fought against many super-first-class generals, and even the proud Guan Yu couldn't help but feel a sense of pity.

At that time, Guan Yu was in the real prime of life!

However, the pressure is really high, the pressure is huge. Huang Zhong cast a little meaningless gaze, and Gan Xing sometimes interpreted something different. Probably because he has only been able to take two moves so far, his psychology will change closely.

Strictly speaking, it's a trick. Gan Xing can only take Huang Zhong's knife, and his hand can't hold the long knife in his hand at all, in fact, he doesn't need a second move at all, one move, and Gan Xing will die under one knife.

There will really be some rejoicing, he is not Huang Zhong's enemy, he is an apprentice.

"You said goodbye just now, where are you going?" Huang Zhong returned to the previous topic.

Gan Xing, this apprentice, he is still quite satisfied, although until now this apprentice has no way to take even his knife. But Gan Xing's growth, Huang Zhong is looking in his eyes, it is not terrible to be weak now, what is terrible is to be weak all his life, and he does not have a heart to become stronger. What is even more terrifying is that there is no pure heart.

Huang Zhong easily did not accept apprentices, so until now, there was only one apprentice, Gan Xing. The reason for Ganxing is also based on the above points, and more importantly, familiarity. From the beginning in Nanyang City, to later on the battle array, getting along with Gan Xing made Huang Zhong see Gan Xing thoroughly.

As he said, his sword will not be passed on to the wicked, and of course the wicked will not use his sword at all.

"Master, I'm going to Luoyang." Gan Xing replied honestly, without hiding anything.

"Oh. All right. Huang Zhong said simply, and didn't ask any more.

He didn't seem to care about Gan Xing's stay or stay, and he didn't even ask much about what Gan Xing went to Luoyang City for.

Hearing this, Gan Xingcai let out a long breath in his heart, but fortunately Huang Zhong didn't ask any more. Yes, Gan Xing answered, without any concealment, based on Huang Zhong's question. But the danger of Luoyang City, he didn't mention, it was not within Huang Zhong's problem. But as long as Huang Zhong asks, he will still answer honestly.

In front of Huang Zhong, Gan Xing never hid anything, and he couldn't hide it, and he was not a person who knew how to hide himself.

"Are you ready, then?" Huang Zhong's sudden question stunned Gan Xing.

Get ready? What to prepare?

Without waiting for Gan Xing to speak, Huang Zhong's next sentence hit him with a fatal blow in his heart.

"Your strength, do you think you can walk the world?" The calm tone makes people feel that there is any derogatory meaning in it.

Gan Xing suddenly had a feeling that his face was full of cows, his master was so calm, but he was saying that his strength was not good. His strength is completely unable to make the master have some waves, Anne started a long time ago, and until now, the attitude is almost exactly the same, and it has not changed.

He really doesn't have a temper anymore, this is a fact, facts always hurt, how can Gan Xing have a temper? His strength is still good among players, but compared to Huang Zhonglai, it is extremely far behind.

If he is a stone and Huang Zhong is a lake, then his stone, thrown into the lake, will not be shocked even by the slightest wave. The moment he approached the lake, he would suddenly annihilate, and he would turn into powder without even making a sound.

"I can't." Gan Xing continued to answer honestly and had no objections.

If he is not convinced here, then the next moment, Huang Zhong will convince him. The strong strength crushed over, how unconvinced the qi was, no matter how bad it was, Gan Xingdu had to swallow it with a smile on his face.

Huang Zhong's education is more about using force, so as not to hurt people, but it is inevitable to crush him in his heart. Having said that, Gan Xing himself also feels that his current heart has become different, and he will not make too many waves in the face of anything, probably because of this exercise, he has such a strong heart now.

However, no matter how strong the heart is, when facing Huang Zhong, it will still be like a small heart, pounding and startled.

"You are honest, but it is not enough, knowing how weak you are, can only make you really know yourself, and it will not make you stronger." Huang Zhong said, the index finger and thumb of the palm of his left hand were put together, and with a slight flick, he hit the blade of the tiger's roar, and the tiger's roar made a very crisp sound.

"Please teach me, master!" Gan Xing decisively clenched his fists. He did this set very skillfully, and once he couldn't stand the hard work, he said that I can't learn it, and then he was beaten. After that, after being beaten, I really didn't want to learn, and I continued to learn knives with a blue nose and swollen face.

Gan Xing realized a little truth from Huang Zhong, that sometimes pain is inevitable, and some encounters you can't refuse at all, you can only try to make yourself comfortable and look a little more face-saving. Although the ones that should actually be there are still those, it seems that it is enough!

"Good." Huang Zhong nodded, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He appreciates Gan Xing's current attitude, it is really a child who can be taught, and some education still has to be carried out with his fists.

"What do you think a knife is?" Huang Zhong asked thoughtlessly.

"The king of a hundred soldiers, the emperor of soldiers!" Gan Xing's voice trembled slightly.

"You guy." Shaking his head, Huang Zhong smiled, his smile quickly retracted, he glanced at Gan Xing, and said, "Tell the truth." ”

At this glance, Gan Xing immediately became serious, and replied according to what he thought, "Murderous weapons, battlefield murderers, and it is very easy to cut people, chop meat, chop bones is also very good." ”

Conveniently... Chop the meat... Chop bones... The three words, from the time they entered his ears, had been echoing, echoing, Huang Zhong's temples bulged unconsciously, and he felt some pain in his teeth.

He held the hand of the tiger's roaring knife, and the fingers of the palm of the hand let go, shaking irregularly, and fell back on the hilt. Although what Gan Xing said was like a pig-killing knife, which was unexpected, Huang Zhong felt a little sympathetic.

"That's right, it's easy, chopping people, chopping meat, and chopping bones are very handy." Huang Zhong thought of the scene of the confrontation on the battlefield, and it was really like this. In an instant, he reacted quickly, was he taken crookedly?

Only one knife is needed against the enemy, where is the need for what is needed to chop meat and bones? Do you think this is a butcher at a pork stall cutting pork?

Gan Xing, who had already said the words, knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly shut up, but unfortunately the words had already been spit out, and there was no way to take it out of his ears when he shut up again. Looking at Huang Zhong resignedly, looking at the expression on Huang Zhong's face, Gan Xing secretly estimated in his heart how big the blow would be.

From the bulging of the temples, the emergence of green tendons, to the final subsidence, like riding a roller coaster, Gan Xing's heart hung until it fell, and it didn't take much time.

"You have a point." Huang Zhong actually said so.

"Knife is domineering! Domineering is the royal road, the king is domineering, the emperor is angry, and the corpse is thousands of miles. ”

Huang Zhong's words didn't carry too much emotion, just a very plain expression, but it was so bland, but it made Gan Xing feel excited. There seemed to be a domineering emperor in front of him, and under the anger, thousands of miles away, blood flowed like a river.

"The sword was never a nobleman's sword, not a gentleman's sword, not a sword worn by the waist of a scholar. It was never a sign of wealth, nor was it a status symbol. From the moment it was forged, the meaning of existence was to kill the enemy! Even if it is inferior and rough, if you persist, you can cut off your flesh and blood in two. ”

"Knife, it's a puppet! Vertical and horizontal. Happiness and enmity, no matter wealth, no matter power, only for the husband. Even if there is the emperor and the Son of Heaven standing in front of him, there is no way to survive and cannot survive. ”

"Therefore, the knife is to be fast, and you can't have half a point of wandering in your heart, and if you hesitate a little, your knife will not be sharp enough, not fast enough! The so-called domineering is to take the lead, step by step, step by step, grasp the general trend, and overwhelm people with momentum! ”

"The knife is never a charity! It's not about waiting for an opportunity, it's about creating it yourself! ”

"Control your own life, life and death, master the knife in your hand, and then control the opponent's life, control the victory or defeat, this is what I want you to do."

"There is a knife in my heart and a knife in my hand, even if I am stubborn, I can't stop it!" When the words fell, Huang Zhong stepped out of the knife, and the tiger roared with the wind.

Out of the knife, out of the knife.

"Because, too, it will be broken!"

A stone pier, from which it is divided into two flat halves, with a smooth and flat incision. Again, it suddenly shattered into countless fine stones.

(End of chapter)