Chapter 4: Tidal Swordsmanship
Huang Yiyi glanced at Fang Qian and sneered, "What are you doing in Dan Pavilion?"
"Alchemy. Fang Qian said truthfully.
"Alchemy?" Huang Yiyi smiled disdainfully, she felt as if she had heard a big joke.
Alchemists were so rare in the Tianwu Continent, and alchemists had all been trained since childhood, she had never heard of Fang Qian's talent in this area.
Immediately, Huang Yiyi shook her head, too lazy to argue with Fang Qian, she changed her words and said, "Compared to you, you also know that Qingzhi will marry Lin Shuo in three months, right?"
"What do you want to say?" Fang Qian asked leisurely.
"I hope you don't bother Qingzhi!" Huang Yiyi said coldly.
"Hehe......" Fang Qian laughed violently: "You mean to say that my fiancΓ©e will be engaged to another man in three months, and then let me not bother her?"
That's what it means. Huang Yiyi's face was calm, and then he said: "Don't blame me for being ugly, in this world, I have always spoken with my fists." β
"Oh, do you think your Huang family is very strong?" Fang Qian's eyes were cold.
Huang Yiyi smiled, she shook her head: "My Huang family is indeed not strong among the eight major families in Qingshan City now. β
"However, do you know that this year, only I, the Huang family, and Dan Ge cooperated. β
"Nearly a million gold coin deals!"
"There are even alchemists staying in the Huang family. β
"And with the help of the Dan Pavilion, I became a first-order alchemist!"
After saying so much in one breath, Huang Yiyi's face turned red, but the arrogance in her eyes was not concealed at all.
Fang Qian's face showed surprise, you must know that Dan Pavilion, as a transcendent force, disdains to cooperate with local forces.
I don't know how the Huang family obtained the qualification to cooperate with the Dan Pavilion, if the Huang family really cooperates with the Dan Pavilion, then it won't be long before the Huang family will become the number one clan in Qingshan City!
But surprise is surprise, Fang Qian didn't care at all, now that he was the master of the Dan Pavilion Lord, what did he want to do, it wasn't a word?
Immediately, Fang Qian said calmly: "Do you know, what you said is nothing more than easy for me!"
"Hand to catch?" Huang Yiyi sneered: "You are too arrogant!"
Saying that, Huang Yiyi sighed: "Forget it, when Lin Shuo returns, you will know how weak you are!"
Immediately, she turned around and walked to the second floor of Dan Pavilion.
Fang Qian stood with his hands in his hands, looked at Huang Yiyi's back and muttered, "In your eyes, Lin Shuo is a genius." β
"But you don't know, I carry the memory of a great emperor, not to mention this Qingshan City, even if it is the Lanyue Mansion or even the entire Southern Regions, or the Central Domain where the world's heroes are gathered, it is nothing more than Erer in my eyes!"
With an indifferent smile, Fang Qian walked out of the hall.
Back at the Martial Arts Academy, he didn't go directly back to his room, but went to the Martial Arts Building.
The Martial Arts Academy stipulates that anyone who advances to the Qi Gathering Realm is eligible to receive a first-order martial art.
Although Fang Qian had the memory of Emperor Dan, the weapon used by Fang Qian was a sword, because Emperor Dan's realm was too high, and Emperor Dan's swordsmanship was learned in the late stage, so there was no swordsmanship suitable for Fang Qian.
When I arrived at the hall on the first floor of the martial arts building, the hall was empty because there were very few talented martial artists born every year.
Only an old man in a black robe with messy hair was sleeping.
Fang Qian quietly walked up to the black-robed old man and said lightly, "That, teacher, I want to receive a copy of martial arts." β
Hearing the shout, the old man got up from the table in a daze, and said lazily: "Look outside the spiritual power." β
Immediately, Fang Qian's mind moved, and the spiritual power in his body quickly gushed out.
The old man glanced at it and said, "The first order of the Qi Gathering Realm is qualified." β
Then, the old man then gave Fang Qian a sign and said, "There is only a quarter of an hour to choose." β
Fang Qian nodded, and walked towards the depths of the first layer.
When he arrived at the door where the martial arts were stored, Fang Qian handed the sign to the martial artist guarding the door and went in.
When he arrived at the house, Fang Qian was dazzled for a while, just on the first floor, there were tens of thousands of scrolls.
According to the classification, Fang Qian went to the classification of swordsmanship.
With Emperor Dan's memory, Fang Qian quickly rummaged through all the swordsmanship.
Soon, he chose swordsmanship, tidal swordsmanship!
What surprised Fang Qian was that in this level of martial arts, there was actually a swordsmanship with a hint of sword intent, but unfortunately, this swordsmanship was broken and incomplete.
In other words, if this sword technique is complete, it will definitely not be as simple as a first-order martial art.
After selecting the martial arts, Fang Qian walked up to the black-robed old man and registered.
"What martial arts did you choose?" the black-robed old man asked lazily.
"Tidal swordsmanship. Fang Qiandao.
"Tidal Sword Technique?" The black-robed old man frowned and reminded: "Although this Tidal Sword Technique is a first-order martial art, the difficulty of comprehension is comparable to a second-order martial art, are you sure to choose this one?"
"Hmm. Fang Qian smiled and nodded.
"Hmph, young people are so ambitious, when you hit the south wall, you will know that it hurts!" The old man in black robe snorted coldly, it was rare for him to kindly remind him that the other party still didn't appreciate it.
Fang Qian didn't talk back to the old man in the black robe, he also knew that the old man in the black robe was kind.
After registering, Fang Qian walked out of the Martial Arts Pavilion with his legs raised.
When I came to the back mountain of the Martial Arts Academy, I found a quiet place and began to practice.
The breeze was slightly Buddha, and in the hot summer, it made Fang Qian feel a little cool.
With a flash in his hand, a cyan long sword appeared, the sword was three feet long, it was not a good sword, but it was Fang Qian's only thought of his parents.
Wow~~
The sword was unsheathed, and the blade began to slowly move.
The long sword swung over and over again in Fang Qian's hand.
It's slow, but there's a rule to it.
The tide rises and falls, but the next wave is stronger.
And when the tide recedes, it is silent, making people feel like a punch on the cotton.
The picture of the tide appeared in Fang Qian's mind, and his eyes became brighter and brighter, as if he had grasped something.
The sword in his hand is getting faster and faster.
However, gradually, Fang Qian's sword dance speed slowed down again, and it became more and more chaotic!
"Huh!
Suddenly, a voice woke Fang Qian up.
Fang Qian looked in the direction of the sound.
It's an old man in cloth, but he has a very raw face.
"What do you mean, Your Excellency?"
Fang Qian's eyes were cold, because the old man had disturbed his sword practice.
"Let me ask you, are you practicing tidal swordsmanship?"
The old man in cloth asked.
"So what?"
Fang Qian said coldly.
"Hmph! Originally, I was just passing by, but seeing that you have a good eye, I actually chose the tidal swordsmanship, thinking that your swordsmanship is good, and I want to point out the two hands, but I didn't expect that you don't even imitate the shape!"
The old man in cloth snorted coldly.
Hearing what the old man in cloth said, Fang Qian smiled bitterly, in fact, it was not that there was a problem with his swordsmanship, but that he had already comprehended the essence of tidal swordsmanship when he got to the back.
In the back, although he was dancing the sword at will, his moves contained the essence of tidal swordsmanship.
It's just that the old man in cloth can't see it.
But the old man in cloth had good intentions, and Fang Qian couldn't point it out, so he had to laugh and say: "The kid has a bad understanding, so the old man laughed." β
"That's it. The old man waved his hand: "I originally wanted to do this to you, but now it seems that even if you are instructed, you can't understand it." β
Immediately, the old man stepped away from the place.
Fang Qian looked at the sky, it was already getting dark.
"Since this tidal sword technique has been practiced, let's use it to defeat Lin Shuo in three months!"
Fang Qian muttered.
Immediately, he also left the back mountain.
At this time, inside the martial arts building.
The black-robed old man was sleeping on the table, but for some reason, he suddenly stood up suddenly.
He immediately looked out the door.
I saw an old man in cloth clothes come in from outside the door.
This old man in cloth is the old man who had met Fang Qian just now.
"Senior brother, why did you come back with a black face?"
The black-robed old man looked at the cloth-clothed old man with a smile.
"I also want to ask you, how can the Tidal Sword Technique be let them take it casually?"
The old man in cloth snorted.
"Huh, could it be that Senior Brother met the boy who received the Tidal Sword Technique today, how did he practice?"
The black-robed old man asked.
"It's disorganized, it's just nonsense. β
The old man in cloth said with a dark face.
The old man in black smiled: "I persuaded him, he insisted on choosing." β
"By the way, how about Senior Brother go to Lanyue Mansion?" the old man in black suddenly asked.
Hearing Lanyue Mansion, the old man in cloth also quieted down: "There are many geniuses in other branches of Lanyue Mansion, and this year with Lin Shuo alone, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get the ranking!"
"What, not even Lin Shuo?" the black-robed old man exclaimed.
The old man in cloth nodded.
"According to previous years, with Lin Shuo's qualifications, there is no problem in winning the first place in Lanyue Mansion, but this year, so many geniuses have poured out?" the black-robed old man muttered.
"Yes, it's a pity that Lin Shuo is the only one in the academy who has good talents, and now he can only pray that the student competition will be a dark horse in three months!" said the old man in cloth.