Chapter 82: Envy, Jealousy, and Hate

"Haha, that is, you have just entered the martial arts, if you have some martial arts at the level of a martial artist, and really use the internal force to perform it once, you will know." Hua Yu laughed and spoke.

"Swordsmanship is very one-sided, if you just look at the moves, then there is no powerful swordsmanship, it is nothing more than eighteen moves such as slashing and stabbing. And these people who have practiced swords for a few years can probably be proficient. ”

"But the real swordsmanship at the level of the martial artist is different, this kind of swordsmanship is matched with the heart mantra, so that the internal force is used in the body according to the operation of the swordsmanship, and naturally with the long sword in the hand, it can burst out with amazing power, which is far from being comparable to ordinary people who have not become martial artists."

Chen Han nodded secretly, just attaching the internal force to the palm of his hand with a casual blow has that kind of power, if it is combined with the swordsmanship, it is simply unimaginable.

No wonder, as long as the fierce beast is on a D-class firearm, it is difficult to have an effect, but the internal force of the warrior can be easily broken.

"Similarly, most of the other martial arts are also for this reason, so as long as they fail to enter the realm of martial artists, those so-called ordinary sword skills, in front of the real martial arts swordsmanship, are like children playing at home, naΓ―ve and ridiculous."

One has just entered the ranks of martial artists and does not know many things, and the other is deliberately instructive.

Chen Han and Hua Yu had been chatting for more than an hour unconsciously.

In this hour's time, Chen Han got a lot of martial arts common sense from Hua Yu, and at the same time, it was also an eye-opener.

"Doodoo"

The voice of the terminal finally sounded from Chen Han's wrist again.

"Boy, I've arrived at you Shen Hua, where are you and Old Ghost Hua, I'll come over now." The wind and dust came out with a big grinning voice.

Chen Han didn't explain much, and directly sent his current location over.

"It's over, senior Feng, let's meet and talk about it."

After speaking, without waiting for a reply from the other side, Chen Han hung up the communication directly, he wanted to take advantage of this time to learn some things about the martial artist with Hua Yu, it is conceivable that if the wind and dust also come, I am afraid that the current atmosphere and situation will definitely not appear.

Chen Han had to hope that Old Man Feng would come slowly.

But it backfired, 15 minutes after Chen Han finished posting his position, two figures, an old man and a young man, approached the main entrance of the interstellar Internet cafΓ©.

"This Chen boy, it's really unkind, in vain the old man came so far to see him, he hung up my communication with me like this, I must have instigated that old boy in Hua Yu for a while, and Lao Tzu knew that he would definitely not say anything good about me."

The old man's footsteps did not stop, and his mouth kept nagging endlessly.

Hua Yueming, who was listening to it, rolled his eyes, but he obviously didn't have the courage to directly refute his teacher's face, so he simply pretended to be an ostrich and said a word behind the old man.

"Teacher, this should be it."

Hua Yueming raised her head and looked at the four-character signboard of the interstellar Internet cafΓ©, raising her eyebrows, interrupting the old man's self-talk.

"Well, let's go, let's see what the hell this kid has three heads and six arms."

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"Senior Hua, do you have any special requirements for the internal force transmission of weapons?" Chen Han was still asking the middle-aged man on the side for advice at this time.

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out from the hall outside.

"Old ghost Hua! The old man is here. ”

Chen Han and Hua Yu's eyebrows furrowed together, but there was no way, Chen Han sighed slightly: "Senior wait a minute, it should be Senior Feng when I go and invite him in." ”

"Master, it's not good for us to do this." Hua Yueming looked at some of the customers around him who wanted to kill them, and was a little speechless, although they were just ordinary people, they were always a little embarrassed. It doesn't matter how strong or weak this root is, it's purely a matter of personal habits.

"Nonsense, otherwise what else can I do, is it difficult to find them one by one? This is the most labor-saving method. Feng Luochen didn't care about the eyes of the people around him, he lived a hundred years longer than Hua Yueming, and there was no need to say much about the thickness of his skin.

As soon as the words fell, a young man in a white robe and windbreaker appeared in front of the two of them.

Chen Han looked at the old and the young, the appearance of the two was completely the same as in the game, but the temperament they showed was very different.

"Senior Feng, third brother Hua." Chen Han smiled and said hello.

"Hmm." Feng Luochen looked Chen Han up and down, and suddenly his eyes widened: "Have you broken through into the realm of martial artists?" ”

Chen Han scratched his head, feeling depressed in his heart, how could this group of masters always see it at once: "I just broke through by luck." ”

"Hahaha, good! Good! Good! Feng Luochen laughed loudly, and said three good words in a row, and the old man showed a hint of cunning: "Eh, Chen boy, what are the conditions of Taibai Academy that the old ghost told you, tell the old man." ”

Chen Han looked at the old man with a thief smile on his face, and also showed a hint of a smile: "Ten million credit points per year." ”

As soon as the words fell, Feng Luochen glanced at Hua Yueming on the side: "Well, it's decent, there should be something else." ”

"You can choose any C-level swordsmanship for admission," Chen Han replied honestly.

As soon as these words came out, the old man showed a trace of disdain: "Cut, C-level swordsmanship, they don't say A-level swordsmanship too white, but there are always ten and eight B-level swordsmanship, and they can only give one C-level swordsmanship." ”

The corners of Chen Han's mouth twitched: "Well, there is another one that is to choose any internal strength method." ”

"Cut, choose any ......"

The old man was like a rooster grabbed by the neck, his face turned red, and he came back to his senses after a while: "Choose any one?" Is the Tiangang Lock Sword Technique also good? ”

"Well, according to what Senior Hua said, if you choose the Tiangang Lock Sword Technique, you must ask that after graduating from the academy, you must also join the Taibai Sect and become an inner disciple." Chen Han wiped a handful of sweat and explained.

"Hey, this old guy is really bleeding this time." Feng Luochen bowed his head in contemplation.

"Ahem, senior, senior Hua is in front, let's go in first." Chen Han interrupted the old man's silence with a light cough.

"Hmph." Feng Luochen didn't answer Chen Han directly, but just snorted coldly and strode towards the room that Chen Han was pointing to.

Chen Han glanced back at Hua Yueming, who was still standing in place.

"Why don't you go in?" Chen Han spoke.

"Shall I wait for you to come in?" Hua Yueming glanced at the young man in white next to him.

"Sick ......" Chen Han looked at the third young master of the Hua family, who had never been masked, but had an unusually strong hostility towards him, and followed the old man's steps into the room in front of him.

Hua Yueming gritted his teeth and looked at Chen Han's back, the stinky kid in front of him was very likely to be the apprentice of his idol, even if he wasn't, he was so good that he was pointed out a little, he was envious, jealous and hateful in his heart.