"Apprentice?" Chen Fan was taken aback, he didn't expect that Huang Fuqi had called him here to take him as an apprentice.

"Yes, would you like to?" Huang Fuqi put away his usual serious expression and showed a smile that he thought was charming.

"That...... I'm sorry, Instructor Huangfu, I already have a master. Chen Fan smiled awkwardly and said apologetically.

"Oh, you have a master, no wonder you can use martial arts, I think it was taught by your master!" Huang Fuqi thought from this, Chen Fan is a hairy boy, if there is no master to teach, how can his strength improve so quickly.

"Hmm. Chen Fan did not deny it.

"Can you tell me what your martial soul is?" Huang Fuqi asked curiously.

"This ......" Chen Fan was a little embarrassed, saying no, not saying no.

"I know it's a bit rude to let someone say your martial spirit, if you don't want to say it, then forget it, I won't force you. Looking at Chen Fan's overwhelmed expression, Huang Fuqi was also a little embarrassed.

But at this moment, Kun Lao suddenly appeared and said, "Boy, you just say that you are a black scale fish martial spirit." ”

Kun Lao came out at this time to help Chen Fan break the siege, Chen Fan can't always hide his martial spirit, he has to say it anyway, it's better to talk nonsense now, and save trouble in the future.

"Instructor Huangfu, my martial soul is a black-scaled fish!" Chen Fan hurriedly said after receiving a reminder from Elder Kun.

"Black Scale Fish! No wonder you are covered in black scales when you use your martial spirit, I see. ”

"This kind of martial soul is not bad, it can be regarded as a middle and lower level, and it is not worse than the extraordinary White Storm Bear. Huang Fuqi analyzed Chen Fan's martial spirit.

Suddenly, Huang Fuqi seemed to think of something again, and said, "That's not right!"

"What's wrong?"

"Martial soul is not right!"

"How so. Chen Fan's heart hung in the air, for fear that Huang Fuqi would find something.

"If your martial soul is a black-scaled fish, then why do your eyes become pitch-black when you use your martial soul? Huangfu Qi said.

"Probably...... Maybe it's a mutation!" Chen Fan said nonsense, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor.

"Martial Soul Mutation?" Huang Fuqi thought for a while, and then said, "This is possible. ”

Martial soul is a special ability given to human beings by God, but this ability is strong and weak, the strong can turn over mountains and seas, shatter mountains and rivers, and the weak can only become ants and live a mediocre life.

But the martial soul is not static, and sometimes the martial soul will also mutate.

Martial soul mutation is divided into congenital mutation and acquired mutation, the so-called congenital mutation is when the fetus is still in the womb when the martial soul mutates for some reason, and the acquired mutation is the mutation produced by the fetus after birth due to the consumption of some kind of heavenly treasure or some kind of huge stimulation.

Whether it is congenital mutation or acquired mutation, there is no difference in nature, there is no reason who is strong and who is weak, but mutation is not all good things, it is possible that the powerful martial soul will become weaker after mutation, no one can say for sure, but in general, the probability of becoming strong from weak is still relatively great.

Someone has studied the mutation of the martial soul for many years, but they have not obtained any useful information, the only information that can be called useful is that whether it is a congenital mutation or an acquired mutation, the probability of mutation is pitiful, and it is estimated in a rough step, only one in a billion, which shows how difficult it is to see the mutation of the martial soul.

And now Huang Fuqi suspects that Chen Fan's martial soul has mutated, which is really incredible.

"I just said it casually, I didn't expect that there would really be a martial soul mutation!" Chen Fan muttered in his heart.

"Huangfu instructor is knowledgeable, it's really rare!" Chen Fan was silent on the surface, but his heart turned over the river, this Huangfu Qi is definitely not an ordinary person, otherwise how could a rural villager know about so much knowledge of martial spirits.

"Where, where! I only know a thing or two. Huang Fuqi also felt that he had oversaid it, and hurriedly defended.

"Hehe! Instructor Huangfu was modest. Chen Fan pretended to compliment, wanting to take this opportunity to slip away, and said, "Uh...... If it's all right, then I'll take my leave. ”

"Little brother Chen Fan, slow down. Seeing that Chen Fan wanted to turn around and leave, Huangfu Qi hurriedly shouted.

"Instructor Huangfu, is there anything else?" asked Chen Fan.

"Since you already have a master, then I am not strong, but I see that although you won the battle with Chen Bufan today, you also have many flaws. Huang Fuqi hit the nail on the head.

"Flaws?" Chen Fan was a little puzzled.

"Yes, although your strength and speed are not bad, but your martial arts skills are really poor, there are many places that could have saved effort, but you only know how to do brute force, not skills, you must know that four taels can also be used to allocate a thousand catties, and I don't think you have a weapon to take advantage of, this is not good!" Huangfu Qi said.

"Then what do you want?" Chen Fan couldn't help but ask.

"I think you're a malleable talent, I can't bear to bury you, since I can't be your master, then I'll be your instructor! I can teach you martial arts skills, and I can also help you choose weapons. Huang Fuqi finally compromised, and couldn't bear to let Chen Fan, a good seedling, grow in the cracks, lacking sunlight.

"Weapons, then what weapons am I suitable for?" Chen Fan has never used any weapons since he was a child, and if he had to say that the weapons he used were only sticks.

When Chen Fan was a child, he didn't have anything to play, he could only take a stick to hit left and right, and sometimes when he met a dog, he chased the dog around with a stick, but at that time, Chen Fan couldn't outrun the dog, and he was always out of breath when he was halfway through the chase, stopped and gasped, and the dog didn't wait for him, and he ran away for a while.

"It's up to you, you can choose whatever weapon you like, and if I help you choose a weapon, what if you don't like it?" Huang Fuqi explained.

Just when Chen Fan was frowning, Kun Lao spoke: "Boy, choose a stick!"

"Why?" Chen Fan suddenly heard Kun Lao's prompt, and immediately became puzzled, and hurriedly asked.

"Let you choose, don't talk nonsense, I'll talk to you later. Kun Lao replied.

"Instructor Huangfu, I think about it, I'll choose a stick!" Chen Fan's choice of sticks is not all because of Kun Lao, Chen Fan himself also likes sticks, and he likes to run around with sticks since he was a child.

"Sticks, yes, good choice!"

"The stick is a bladeless weapon, known as the "chief of a hundred soldiers". ”

"The history of the stick is extremely long, but it can be traced back to the ancient period, when human beings drank blood and had just begun to practice, and they did not know how to forge weapons at all, so they could only use stones and wooden sticks as weapons. ”

Therefore, the stick is one of the main weapons of human beings in the ancient period, and it is also one of the earliest weapons used in war, and it is not an exaggeration to call the stick the ancestor of weapons. ”

Huang Fuqi told the knowledge of the stick he knew, and the explanation was so clear and clear that it was not the slightest feeling that it was a farmer who said it.

"The origin of the stick is so extraordinary! Looks like I've chosen the right one. Chen Fan pondered in his heart.

"The stick is a melee combat weapon, its attack range is greater than that of knives and guns, and since ancient times there is a saying of "sweeping a large area", but the stick mainly causes blunt force injuries and bruises, and its lethality is smaller than that of knives and guns. ”

"Although the lethality is small, the stick also has its advantages, that is, it is suitable for people with strong strength and wide opening, not for people with bells and whistles, twisting and pinching. ”

"I see that your body is dense and heavy, and I think you are also a powerful person, which is suitable for such an imposing weapon as the stick. ”

Huang Fuqi's observation is meticulous, and he can know what Chen Fan's background is from the battle between Chen Fan and others, and this kind of observation is not like what ordinary people can have.

"Then will you make a stick?" "Since you have chosen a weapon, it is of course very important to find a good instructor, as the so-called famous teacher makes a high apprentice!"

"Hehe! Although my weapon is not a stick, I have also practiced sticks, so it is naturally no problem to teach you this boy with zero foundation. Huang Fuqi replied confidently.

"Nacheng, then I'll come tomorrow, okay?" Chen Fan looked at Huang Fuqi cautiously, for fear that he would be unhappy.

"Okay, then you can come tomorrow!" Huang Fuqi readily agreed.

When Chen Fan was about to step out of the courtyard door, Huang Fuqi's shout suddenly came from behind: "Chen Fan boy, go on." ”

Hearing the voice, Chen Fan immediately turned around, only to see a black iron rod thrown over by Huang Fuqi.

(End of chapter)