Chapter 7: Eight Layers of Swordsmanship

Just as Chen Han slashed down with his sword, the old man didn't seem to see that this close sharp weapon was about to come to him. Looking up at the blade of the sword slowly falling.

Chen Han was a spirit in his heart, I'm Cao, this old man doesn't want to live.

Thinking so in his heart, the sword in his hand hurriedly wanted to be recycled, but where is the sword blade that was chopped with all his strength so easy to say that it can be recovered.

The old man saw what Chen Han meant, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and his hand didn't fall, only to see the branch in his hand swing lightly and accurately hit Chen Han's sword spine.

Chen Han's wrist shook at that time, and the long sword in his hand unconsciously seemed to be crooked to the side, and even his entire body lost his balance, and he fell straight forward.

The old man dodged Chen Han's body and stood aside with a smile and watched Chen Han come to gnaw on the mud.

Chen Han didn't react until he lay on the ground for a long time, what was the situation at that time, a light piece of dead wood knocked his sword away? Not to mention how brittle the branches were, Chen Han only felt a skill that could not be caught on the sword, and he couldn't control himself at all.

Although there is a reason why he can't retract his strength when he can't retract his strength, but because of this, the old man with an ordinary face in front of him just waved the branch lightly and knocked himself away?

This old man is a martial artist, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger here, in fact, he used his internal qi just now?

Chen Han had doubts in his heart.

"Boy Chen, how long are you going to lie on the ground?"

At this time, the old man's voice sounded, and Chen Han came back to his senses, turned his head, and saw the old man looking at him with disdain.

Chen Sheng's cheeks flushed, and a carp stood up from the ground.

"Eh, that kid from the old Chen family, you can't do it either, this guy is playing a good game by himself, and if he really starts to move, he will let people down at once?"

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

Chen Han ignored the commotion in the crowd, he focused his eyes on the old man, and carefully looked at it again.

"Old man, are you a martial artist?" Chen Han asked in a low voice.

"Warrior, no." Of course, the old man is not a martial artist, and the gap between him and a martial artist is far away. The old man said with his mouth, but in his heart he explained it to himself.

"Huh, I said, if it's really a warrior, how can a warrior live in this broken place." Chen Han put down a big stone in his heart, and he didn't blame him for being cautious, his life from childhood to adulthood told him how far away a martial artist was from a small person like himself.

"Old man, how did you get that just now?" Chen Sheng put away his previous arrogant attitude. There are really a lot of masters in this world, and if you play with a sword in the square for a while, you can meet one.

Chen Han, who had just soared in swordsmanship, was also completely relaxed at this time, even if he had the help of the space in his head, he couldn't be careless, you must know that this world is not only human powerhouses, but also a group of fierce beasts outside the direct jurisdiction of human beings.

"Want to learn?"

The old man suddenly raised his head and looked at Chen Han with a look of downs.

"I want to learn, I want to learn."

Chen Han nodded hurriedly, it was obviously a profound swordsmanship, and a fool didn't want to learn it.

"Hey, don't teach."

The old man suddenly chuckled in a low voice. The tone is outrageous.

Chen Han's face turned red again, this time it really made this undisciplined old man angry.

He stopped talking nonsense to him at the moment, picked up the long sword on the ground, and slashed at the old man again.

This time Chen Han let go, no matter how much, he knew in his heart that with his current swordsmanship and the wooden stick of the old man's genius just now, he might be a little difficult to hurt this old man.

This time, Chen Han put away the heart of fun, and really regarded the old man in front of him as an opponent, although he didn't know any powerful swordsmanship, but all the powerful swordsmanship in the world was made up of the eighteen movements of the basic swordsmanship. Seriously, he really has the temperament of a kendo master.

And this time, the old man didn't put Chen Han to the ground as directly as he did just now. Just stay on the defensive, without the slightest hint of attacking.

As a result, the more the old man fought with him, the more surprised he became. This kid's understanding of swordsmanship is terrifying, although he won't have any wonderful sword moves at a glance, but the foundation is really unusually solid. This kid seems to be really interesting.

The two of you attacked and defended, and fought back and forth for nearly an hour.

At this moment, the old man's eyes flashed brightly, and while his body was dodging, the branches were concentrated on the sword body a little, and Chen Han's figure unconsciously tilted, and just as he was about to turn around, a branch was placed on Chen Han's neck.

"Damn, that's the case again, what the hell is going on."

Chen Han was also depressed in his heart, obviously he was already very protective of his routine, but it didn't work at all. In the hands of the old man, he can win whenever he wants.

Chen Han's figure also pushed back, picked up his sword and killed the old man again.

Three seconds later, the sound of the "click" long sword landing was extremely harsh.

"I don't believe it." Chen Han was also ruthless in his heart, picked up his sword and rushed forward again.

Three seconds later, "snap." ”

"Ahhh

"Snap"

I don't know how long it took, even the people who were watching with great interest before left, and the unilateral beating was really nothing to look at, even if these uncles and aunts had bad vision, they could see that the old man was obviously playing with Chen Han.

"Whew~Whew~"

Chen Han gasped for breath on the ground.

"Why, boy, I'm not coming."

The old man still had the same smiling look.

"You'll wait for me to rest. Old man, I'm ....... today."

Suddenly, Chen Han couldn't speak, and quickly stood up from the ground under the old man's surprised gaze. hurriedly picked up the schoolbag that was thrown aside, and was about to run away.

"Huh? This kid just goes. ”

The old man looked at Chen Han's back in surprise, "Don't say it, this strength has a fight with our girl's posture of getting up." ”

The old man shook his head, threw away the wooden stick in his hand casually, and was about to go home, but at this time, Chen Han, who had just run a hundred meters away, came back.

"I have to go to school today, I can't stay here all the time, old man, let's continue tomorrow?"

The old man looked Chen Han up and down again, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Okay, someone sent it to the door to find a beating, of course I will accompany the old man at any time." ”

"Then I'll go first, and the old man will see you back......"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Han regained the strength of burning his butt just now and ran away in a hurry.

Of course, Chen Han was not a masochist, but he suddenly discovered just now that the basic sword technique (sixth layer) in his mind had suddenly become the basic sword technique (eighth layer).