Lan Ling's notebook was placed in the bedroom first, and Yang Ming was going to find a time to give it to her after the eleventh holiday. Because there's more important things to do.

Yang Ming looked at the time, it was almost time to go to Fang Tian. Yang Ming's heart is now full of excitement and longing. O king of killers, what a shocking and awesome title!

Today Yang Ming did not drive, but took the subway to the shantytown. It's not because Yang Ming doesn't want to drive, but because he is afraid that driving out every night will arouse Zhang Bin's suspicions.

So Yang Ming decided that he should try his best to find an opportunity to buy a car, otherwise it would be inconvenient to travel.

When he came to Fang Tian's house, Dong Jun had already come. Seeing Yang Ming, he smiled at him and nodded: "Second junior brother, you are here." ”

"Second junior brother?" Yang Ming Khan: "Your title is a bit ambiguous, like Zhu Bajie?" ”

"Ha, you really know how to associate it." Xun Jun smiled, "Master is already waiting for you in the house." ”

"Okay, I really didn't expect that you were actually Old Man Fang's apprentice!" Yang Ming said with a smile.

"Old man Fang?" Dong Jun was stunned: "Why are you so disrespectful to Master?" ”

"It's okay, I'm used to it." As soon as Xun Jun's words fell, he heard Fang Tian's hearty voice: "Yang Ming, it's okay for you to be disrespectful to me, but you must not be disrespectful to Master Zu." In a moment, your apprenticeship ceremony will be my closing ceremony. It represents the retirement of the king of killers of the older generation, and the birth of a new generation of king of killers. ”

"So formal?" Yang Ming didn't expect this kind of one-on-one teaching to have so many rules, but he still said very obediently: "Okay." I know. ”

In Fang Tian's hut, Yi Qiē had already been prepared before, and on an old table of eight immortals, an incense table was set up, on which a portrait was offered. The curtains in the house had already been closed, and Fang Tian said to Yang Ming, "Yang Ming, come here." ”

Yang Ming saw that the atmosphere was very solemn, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, so he stepped forward in an orderly manner. Obey Fang Tian's instructions.

"Get on your knees." Fang Tian pointed to a small futon under the incense case. Yang Ming hurriedly knelt down. After a long time, I heard Fang Tian say slowly: "Master Zu is above, Fang Tian, the fourth generation of killer kings, from today on." Jin Pan washed his hands and passed the mantle to Yang Ming. He will be the king of the fifth generation of killers. ”

After speaking, Fang Tian bowed deeply and said to Yang Ming, "Kowtow three times." ”

Yang Ming kowtowed three times in obedience.

"Alright. OK. Fang Tian nodded, letting Yang Ming stand up.

Yang Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, the procedure was not very cumbersome.

"In the future, you will call me Master, Senior Brother Dong Jun." Fang Tian said lightly: "Of course." If you're not used to it, it doesn't matter if you call me an old man. A name is just a title after you become a qualified killer. There will be a lot of different titles to match and disguise your identity. ”

Next. Fang Tian began to teach Yang Ming something. Xun Jun naturally wanted to avoid it. Although Xun Jun is also nominally an apprentice of Fang Tiandi, the King of Killers can only have one heir.

After the Kaoru Army left. Fang Tiancai said lightly: "Let me see your strength, hit me." ”

"What?" Yang Ming didn't dare to say anything else, but when it came to strength, it wasn't a joke. Yang Ming can lift a person of more than a hundred catties with one hand, and this strength can be imagined. Now Fang Tian actually asked Yang Ming to beat him!

Yang Ming looked at Fang Tian's thin appearance, and wondered there, could he withstand his own punch? However, seeing Fang Tian's calm appearance, he still punched it, but only with half of his strength.

Fang Tian grabbed Yang Mingdi's arm casually, and said lightly: "Is this also power?" Where did the strength to beat Yu Xiangde go in the detention center? Didn't eat today? ”

Yang Ming was a little annoyed by Fang Tian's words, and wanted to withdraw his hand to fight again, but he was stunned to find that his hand would be as if it was stuck, and he couldn't move for half a minute! Yang Ming was shocked, he had always stuck other people's arms, but today it was...... Yang Ming really realized at this moment that Fang Tian was a master! Not only is he a master of speed and skill, but he also has incredible strength.

"Strength is the most basic element of a killer, but it is not the most important." Fang Tian let go of Yang Ming's hand and said lightly: "Many times, killing people doesn't require strength. ”

"That is, my strength is not enough?" Yang Ming asked.

"Now it seems to be far from it. I'll give you another chance, I'll see. Fang Tian shook his head.

Yang Ming didn't dare to have reservations this time, heavy one

After the day was beaten, Fang Tian still grabbed Yang Ming's arm lightly, and said, "Yes, it's much stronger than the punch just now." You can train your strength in a lot shorter, at least less than I did back then. ”

Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, it seemed that he had finally been affirmed by Fang Tian.

"I have here ten pairs of prepared Chinese herbs that you use to soak your hands and feet every night." Fang Tian pointed to a plastic bag on the ground and said, "Then get up every morning, find a big tree to kick, and persist for ten days, more than three hours a day." Come back to me in 10 days. ”

"Huh? Nothing to do with routines and punches? Yang Ming asked strangely. Because that sounds like a bit of a rough idea!

"No, my medicine is designed to promote your bone development and protect your hands and feet from damage." Fang Tian said lightly: "Ten days later, that big tree should be completely broken and die. If it lives well, it proves that I overestimated your strength. ”

Completely broken meridians? Why does it sound a bit like the "Seven Wounds Fist" in a martial arts novel? However, Yang Ming didn't dare to ask more, Fang Tian must have a reason for saying this, so he nodded and said, "I will definitely work hard." ”

"Alright, it's not too early. You go back first. Fang Tian handed the Chinese medicine to Yang Ming and said, "After boiling in the casserole for half an hour, soak your hands and feet for another hour." ”

After Yang Ming said goodbye to Fang Tian, he took the subway back to Songjiang University of Technology. Yang Ming felt that it was really an incredible feeling, he did two good things casually and saved two old men, both of whom gave him a great benefit.

"What are you taking? What about such a big smell of Chinese medicine? As soon as they entered the dormitory, Zhang Bin and Tian Donghua covered their noses.

"I have a bit of rheumatism in my hands and feet, and a friend of my dad prescribed me a few pairs of Chinese medicine to soak my hands and feet." Yang Ming thought of a countermeasure on the subway. Otherwise, Zhang Bin and Tian Donghua would definitely be suspicious.

As soon as they heard that it was important to cure the disease, Zhang Bin and Tian Donghua lost interest and continued to watch TV.

Yang Ming's dormitory has no kitchen, only an electric pot that he bought when he and Chen Mengyan went to the street yesterday, so Yang Ming used the electric pot to put water on it and fry the medicine. Although it is not as good as frying over an open flame, it can only be used improvised.

"Damn, what the hell are you!" Zhang Bin complained: "Hurry up and open the window, you want to smoke us to death with such a big smell of medicine!" ”

"If you want to die, just say it, so many things!" Yang Ming said with a glare.

"Shh Tian Donghua stretched out a finger to his mouth, then pulled Zhang Bin and said, "Be quiet, that guy is so fierce, aren't you afraid of being beaten?" ”

"Hah!" Zhang Binle was happy: "He's joking, you can't listen to it?" ”

"Day, I'm scared to death!" Tian Donghua shook his head.

After Yang Ming fried the traditional Chinese medicine, he didn't bother to use gauze to filter the residue, anyway, it was used to soak his hands and feet, not to drink, so he poured it directly into the basin and went back to the house to soak his hands and feet.

The next day, Yang Ming got up early. When the alarm clock of the mobile phone rang, the genius was bright, Yang Ming yawned, quickly got dressed, and walked out of the dormitory building.

It's autumn, and it's still dark. It was only past four o'clock, and the students who had been exercising in the morning had not yet come out. Yang Ming walked towards a grove to the north of the school. This is a wasteland that the school has just bought and has not yet been developed. Because there are no paths, there are very few students who come here. However, in the summer, I heard that there are couples here to fight in the field, which is also a rumor, and Yang Ming is a freshman, so it can't be confirmed. But now no one here is for sure.

Yang Ming found a poplar tree that looked fairly stout but didn't have so many scars, and began to punch it. One, two, three...... At first, Yang Ming was still a little uncomfortable, but after getting used to it, Yang Ming didn't feel anything.

Yesterday's Chinese medicine was indeed very useful, and with such a strong blow, Yang Ming's hand was only slightly red, and it was not swollen. Of course, the pain is certain, but it's fine.

Soon, three hours passed. Yang Ming looked at his watch, it was already more than seven o'clock, although no one passed by here, but he was afraid that the security guards in the school would come to patrol.

Yang Ming didn't want to be suspected, so he left a mark on the tree and left here quickly. Very pure and ambiguous, the second volume of chasing the United States era 197