The Rock Home is large, consisting of countless unusually wide basements deep underground. What's even more strange is that his home also has a peculiar name - Zhonglou, which Yan'er inadvertently mentioned to Fang Yan during a small talk.

Mid-building.

Yan led Fang Yan to a room, a room that Fang Yan had never been to before.

It is about a few hundred square meters in size, and the floor is covered in a black unknown material, and the walls are gray and covered with notches. The huge space, which seems to have nothing but a set of cabinets, seems to be quite empty.

Yan and Fang Yan walked among them, and the mixed footsteps of the two did not produce any echo, which was intriguing.

"This is the sword room, where the cold combat training is held."

"Uh-oh."

Fang Yan walked to the only cabinet in the room, looking at the many daggers displayed in the lattice, he was amazed.

"Uncle Yan, these ......"

"It's all Yan'er's, and she loves daggers the most among cold weapons."

"Wow......"

A woman who loves a dagger... Can't be provoked, can't be provoked.

"What about your weapons? What about Uncle Luo's? ”

Fang Yan was very curious, what kind of weapon did such a powerful master as Yan use, he didn't see him use it in the last research institute branch battle, as for Lao Luo, he asked with him......

"I don't deserve it for the time being." Iwa shook his head, his expression complicated.

He didn't say much about Lao Luo.

Fang Yan was really shocked this time, a weapon that Yan didn't even deserve...... I'm afraid it's not an ancient god soldier, right?

Suddenly, the fire of his gossip burned brightly.

Yan didn't want to say more, pointed to a few bamboo knives standing next to the cabinet and said, "Take this, let's start." ”

Fang Yan reluctantly took his thoughts away from the "Ancient Divine Weapon" and looked in the direction of Yan Zhi, when he saw the shape of the bamboo knife, he was stunned for a moment.

Like, it's too similar, exactly like his second one.

Fang Yan suddenly felt that there were countless warm currents surging in his heart, and he remembered the tiredness on Lao Luo's face that could not be concealed when he was examining the surgery in the gym in the morning.

The reason why I left in a hurry was to go back to catch up on sleep.

It only took one day to make these, even with the current level of technology, it is still very reluctant.

"Great kindness, there is no way to repay it. May there be an afterlife......" he said secretly in his heart.

As for why Lao Luo didn't make a bamboo knife first, and then make two ones after a while. Fang Yan guessed that it might be that after making the second one first, he temporarily decided that he needed to use a bamboo knife first.

At this moment, Yan's voice sounded, interrupting Fang Yan's thoughts.

"Let's see if it's easy to use."

"Uh-oh." Fang Yan hurriedly picked up one of the bamboo knives and looked at them carefully, stroking the bamboo knives like caressing a lover.

Seeing that he was so obsessed, Yan wondered, "What's the matter, the bamboo knife I made is better than your Eryi?" ”

"Huh?" Fang Yan was sluggish. "You did it?"

"yes, want to learn? I'll teach you. ”

Fang Yan covered his face, so, was he wishful thinking, thinking too much......

"No, that's not what I meant, let's get started." He said to the rock.

"Okay." As he spoke, Yan also took a bamboo knife and waved it at will. "There is no way to teach you with a double knife, but you can still do it with a single knife, come on."

"Uh... Right here? Fang Yan turned his head to look at the knife cabinet beside him and swallowed.

"Yes."

"Will it be dangerous?" He asked worriedly. In the unlikely event that Iwa accidentally kicks him onto the knife cabinet during a fight, then he's useless.

Iwa laughed. "No, it won't."

In the end, at Fang Yan's strong request, they changed to a place a little farther away from the knife cabinet......

Cold War training has officially begun.

As Fang Yanguo said in the morning, he used a right-handed knife.

But just like during the hand-to-hand combat training, he was stunned and stunned in place, and he was very helpless to see the rock.

"You're up." Iwa yelled. He is a dignified grandmaster, so he can't be the first to bully others.

In fact, Fang Yan can't be blamed, he stayed where he was, he was entangled in how to make a knife.

Chop, chop, chop, tease or stab? How do you get started with the first style?

He pondered.

said that the self-created knife method was very difficult at the beginning.

After a long time, Fang Yan was still motionless.

Yan had a hunch that if he didn't stand on the grandmaster's shelf again, the two of them would have to stand for a day......

Striding forward, Iwa had to make the first move. To be on the safe side, he had to restrain his strength as much as possible.

Seeing Yan coming, Fang Yan quickly returned to his senses and waited for him.

Without the dazzling knife moves that Fang Yan had expected, Yan just stabbed lightly.

Fang Yan subconsciously dodged sideways, and at the same time slashed at the rock with his backhand.

The rock is changed to a move, and the stab is changed to a sweep.

Fang Yan didn't have time to react, and the knife that Xiang Yan was still halfway through, and he was whipped in the abdomen by the bamboo knife.

"Smack"

Although Yan had already left his hand, Fang Yan still felt some pain.

"Again." He gritted his teeth.

"Smack"

"Come again!"

"Smack"

"Come again!"

"Smack"

Several rounds back and forth, different moves, the same result.

"Boy, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you. You're practicing like this, and you're not in the right direction. Rock shook his head.

Fang Yan humbly asked.

"As the saying goes, 'look at the hand with one knife, look at the hand with two knives', your center of gravity is off." Yan Yu said earnestly.

It is impressive to learn a lesson. Rock deliberately didn't mention it in advance, that's why.

Fang Yan had all his thoughts.

Plans often fail to keep up with change.

He originally intended to "single first and then double", but now it seems that under the constraints of time, physical fitness and other factors, he has no choice.

"Looks like you've made a decision." Rock smiled.

Fang Yan bowed slightly, sighing in his heart.

In silence, he walked to the knife cabinet and took another bamboo knife.

"Come on." Fang Yan was holding two knives, full of fighting spirit.

The knife is the hegemon of the soldiers!

The moment he held the double knives, his whole temperament changed dramatically.

The picture seemed to freeze, and the gray-haired young man was already arrogant just standing there, as if he should have been the overlord of the two swords, as if it was justified.

Seeing that Fang Yan's momentum was like a rainbow, Yan Huixin smiled. He leaped up in one vertical step, and in mid-air, he slashed straight straight and straight in the air, slashing down towards Fang Yanli.

Between the lightning and flint, Fang Yan retreated and leaned back, his two knives crossed, and he could block this powerful blow.

Seeing this, the rock retreated.

Without waiting for Fang Yan to breathe a sigh of relief, Yan bent his knees and accumulated, rushed violently, and stabbed straight at him.

In this blow, there was a sound of breaking the air, and the momentum was amazing.

Fang Yan had no distractions, staring at the oncoming bamboo knife.

Closer, closer.

His arms were tense, and when the bamboo knife was about to stab his body, his right knife slashed horizontally, picked up the bamboo knife in front of him, and broke this style. At the same time, he turned his crotch and stabbed out with his left knife, straight towards the rock.

The knife move was broken, and the rock was in danger, but he was not surprised.

Obviously, he has not practiced any basic knife moves, but he can coordinate the use of double knives in the fight, and see the moves.

Sure enough, he was still underestimated, this kid's fighting instinct was perfect.

But......

Yan smiled and played.

I saw that his momentum was unabated, relying on the rough skin and thick flesh, and he was not afraid of the left knife that stabbed. In Fang Yan's stunned, he went on a rampage.

In the panic, Fang Yan only had time to cross his arms in front of him, and he roared angrily.

"You're a liar! Ahh