"Okay."

Chen Xingyuan was lying on the recliner, calmly staring at the starry sky above his head, and there seemed to be a sea of stars in his deep eyes.

He thought about it for a long time, and finally slowly spit out this word.

"Thank you, teacher, for making it happen!"

Han Mu was overjoyed, and hurriedly ran over to give it to Old Chen... Oh no... Pour tea for the teacher.

He is not a person who likes to please others, but this is his own teacher, how can it be called pleaser?

This is called respecting the teacher, a traditional virtue!

"At my age, I've been paying attention to heirs over the years, but I haven't found anyone with the right talent."

Chen Xingyuan took a sip of Han Mu's tea, which was regarded as a ritual, and said with some emotion in his voice:

"It just so happens that your knife technique is very similar to mine, I'm afraid... This is providence! ”

He is a very principled person, and the standard for accepting apprentices is set there, and if no one can meet it, even if the final sword technique is lost, he will not accept apprentices.

Fortunately, Han Mu met every point perfectly, especially the most important point of knife technique.

"Hehe, this shows that our master and apprentice are still very fateful. Well...... And the big white. ”

Han Mu smiled and spoke, and ran over to pinch his teacher's shoulder very familiarly.

At this time, Xu heard Han Mu mention himself, and the descendants of Bai Ze, who were lying on the ground, squinted at Han Mu, and then shouted:

"Roar...... (Now that Elder Chen has accepted you as an apprentice, we can also be regarded as teachers.) I'm getting started before you, I'm your brother! ”

Its voice was faintly smug.

When Han Mu heard this, his eyebrows immediately erected, and he directly flew up and kicked on the ass of the licking dog, staring at him.

"You want to be my brother too? Want to eat fart? He thought to himself.

"Roaring ......"

Bai Ze's descendants roared unwillingly, but thinking that his handle was still held by Han Mu in his hand, he didn't have to continue to speak.

"Alright, stop making a fuss. Since I have taken you as an apprentice, I will pass on my sword skills to you now. ”

Chen Xingyuan opened his mouth to interrupt a man and a beast, and said straight to the point.

His principles are not only in the standards of acceptance, but also in the preaching and employment of believers.

As long as Chen Xingyuan determines one person as an apprentice, he will teach him without reservation, and the rest is crazy practice.

"So fast?"

Han Mu was a little surprised, he thought that his teacher would have to inspect him for a while before he taught the knife technique.

Still, it's better, and the sooner the better.

"Thank you, teacher!"

Han Mu immediately sat upright, adjusted his breathing rate, and kept his mind calm.

A moment later, Chen Xingyuan pointed one hand at Han Mu's eyebrows, just like an immortal pointing, and invisible energy fluctuations poured from his withered fingers into Han Mu's eyebrows, and finally entered his mind.

Martial artists above level 7 have the ability to transmit divine thoughts, and level 8 martial artists can naturally do it easily.

Han Mu only felt a hot current rushing into his mind, making his brain swell, and he didn't dare to be distracted, so he could only concentrate on receiving this information.

But he couldn't read the message, as if something was blocking it.

Oh, Chen Xingyuan put down his fingers, and the transmission ended.

Han Mu's face was a little pale, and when he opened his eyes, he only felt that his brain was a little drowsy.

"Go back tonight and come back tomorrow to tell me how you feel." Chen Xingyuan instructed.

He didn't point to Han Mu at the beginning, Han Mu had his own way, and he wanted Han Mu to have a unique understanding of his sword technique.

"Okay, then the student will go first."

Han Mu didn't drag the slightest bit of mud and water, and turned around and left after saluting respectfully.

His teacher seems to be very neat and tidy, and so is he.

Back at his residence, Han Mu rested for a while, and ate some food to replenish his essence, and then concentrated on checking the information in his mind.

The mind entered, and suddenly it became clear.

"The waterbreaker?"

Han Mu muttered softly, this is the name of his teacher Chen Xingyuan's sword technique.

Taken from "drawing the knife to cut off the water and the water is more flowing", the characteristics of the knife method As the name suggests, the knife method that can cut off the flow of water must be:

Fast, accurate, ruthless!

"It's the same as my elementary knife drawing technique, but it's different."

Han Mu carefully compared it and found that although his primary knife drawing technique was not as good as this water cutting knife technique, it also had certain merits.

It's not that after he learned the Water Cutting Knife Technique, the primary knife drawing technique was useless.

And on the contrary, the two are not exactly the same relationship, they can complement each other, make up for the shortcomings, and make the knife technique to the next level.

"Very good, this is a one-and-a-kind play."

Han Mu nodded with satisfaction, then calmed down and began to study.

The night did not stop, except for two hours of rest at dawn.

The next day, Han Mu took advantage of the opportunity to train his fighters in the early morning to test the sword technique he had comprehended last night several times.

"Drink!"

Han Mu slashed out, and the rolling knife qi shot out along the blade.

This time, the platoon commander who was training with Han Mu yesterday felt the edge of the sword qi, and he didn't dare to resist with his body, so he had to use his spiritual power to protect his body.

"Bang!"

The sword qi slashed the spiritual power film, still slashing at his body.

The bald platoon leader snorted, and his right leg was uncontrollable and retreated half a step.

Lifting the jacket, there was another narrow red mark that stood out, forming a fork with yesterday's one.

"Doctor Han, your current attack power is only like this in the later stage of a first-level martial artist!"

The bald platoon leader lost his voice, and his eyes were full of surprise when he looked at Han Mu.

A first-level martial artist can have such an attack power in the early stage, what kind of monster is this?

Hehe, this is still the case where I didn't add points to the attack...... Han Mu smiled slightly and said:

"Well, it's just luck. You keep practicing, and I'll go first. ”

After speaking, Han Mu waved his hand, and turned around to leave.

In the rear, a group of soldiers looked at Han Mu's back, and the shock in their eyes was no less than that of their platoon commander.

"Not to mention the strength of Doctor Han's knife technique, let's just say that his progress speed can be regarded as ...... It's open, right? ”

"Well, I was fortunate enough to see Old Chen's shot, and I felt that Doctor Han's knife technique had the shadow of Old Chen." Someone thought in thought.

"Really? Wouldn't that mean that Chen Laozhen took Doctor Han as an apprentice! ”

"There is a good chance ......"

They chatted word by word, convinced and envious in their hearts......

……

Han Mu came to his teacher's courtyard, expressed his feelings, and accepted guidance.

In the next few days, he spent most of his time in this area, and after practicing, he went to ask for advice, and his attitude was very correct.

Chen Xingyuan was quite satisfied with Han Mu's attitude, and he taught patiently.

A few days later, it was said that there was a major event on the front line and a master was urgently needed, so Chen Xingyuan set off and left.

And not only Chen Xingyuan, but also many masters and troops in the base were mobilized and rushed away.

In the relatively calm folded world, it seems that a storm is coming......