"Hey! Are you really not going to take the Book of War? Han Chanjuan asked as she walked.

"Hmm...... Do you think I'm cowardly? He An smiled.

"......Shh It's my business, but you're going to be looked down upon like this, you have to think about it. Han Chanjuan's eyelashes fluttered, her cheeks were slightly red, and she said loudly.

"Thank you for reminding me, so many people in the school just now asked me, how do you ...... Don't see you coming? He An asked with a smile.

"Hmm...... Originally, I was also going to go over, but with so many people surrounding you, I saw Ding Wenruo also running to talk to you, Miss Ben changed her mind, who rarely goes! Han Chanjuan frowned, bit a mouthful of little white teeth, and pretended to say casually.

He An looked at her joyful and disgusted appearance, and smiled more and more brightly: "To tell you the truth, I will definitely take the "War Book", and I will defeat that arrogant guy!"

"Oh! This is what you should look like, my grandfather often said that a man gallops on the field, that is, he must continue to accept challenges in order to strengthen himself. In order to wish you a successful start, you can invite Miss Ben to a meal, and you can set the specific date. Han Chanjuan's face was faintly peared, and a pair of eyes were bent into crescents and said with a light smile.

"I don't dare to ask for it!" He An smiled and said gently: "It's rare that the eldest lady is willing to appreciate her face, wait a few days, I will make a special trip to invite you."

Han Chanjuan nodded, the two talked and laughed along the way, walked to the gate of Zhixing Academy, and watched Han Chanjuan get into the carriage responsible for picking her up every day.

He An turned around and saw Fan Dazhi, who was following him slowly, so he walked briskly to meet him, and the two returned to their residence together, and met the teacher in charge of accommodation management at the door, only to know that the dormitory of the two had changed.

The original four-person room was reassigned, and Bi Yunfei's residence was also rearranged.

The new accommodation is very large, so big that it is beyond the imagination of He An and Fan Dazhi, and the entrance is a spacious hall, with a few chairs placed against the wall, and next to it are weapon racks, swords, guns, swords, and halberds. There is also a stone lock on the ground, and a large vat full of water is placed in the side room, as well as a sink and basin for washing, and a net bucket covered by a bamboo curtain.

In the other side room, there are two beds by the window, and the indoor tables, stools, tea saucers, and living utensils are all available.

He An and Fang Dazhi sorted out their things and sat on the couch, looking at the withered vines wrapped around the window, but their mood was bright, the head of the courtyard said that there will be a single room in the future.

After dinner, the two began to practice as usual, He An practiced the "Amazing Sword Technique" back and forth in the hall a few times, this set of sword techniques is extremely exquisite, and some moves He An can not fully comprehend, but even so, when he tried to pour the true qi into the sword move, the hall suddenly slammed the sword light, the sound of wind and thunder rolled, He An shook the long sword straight, and the sword body let out a long groan, broken into two.

He An was happy in his heart, but he sighed in his mouth that it was a pity, a long sword was damaged, fortunately, there were many swords on the weapon rack, he leaned over and picked up the broken sword, carefully placed it in the corner, and pulled out a long sword from the shelf, but he didn't dare to mobilize the true qi in his body anymore, just repeatedly figured out the swordsmanship moves.

It wasn't until late at night that He An returned to the side room, washed his face in the cold moonlight, and his clothes were soaked with sweat and steamed dry.

Sitting on the couch, he silently carried the mental method taught by Uncle He, the moonlight spilled in from the window like water, the withered and tangled vines trembled, and a withered and scorched leaf flew up, drifting to the top of He An's head with the vitality of heaven and earth......

"Huh......?" Fan Dazhi suddenly turned over and sat up, staring blankly at the dead leaves flying in the moonlight, staring at it for a long time, and muttering: "Floating and awkward...... Condense but not coalesce...... Gathering and scattering from the heart...... Is it ......? ”

His eyes sparkled in the darkness, and he muttered something he didn't know what to say.

Usually, when the two of them practice, they don't disturb each other. He An had already settled, only to feel that countless wisps of heaven and earth vitality slowly merged into his body, and the fiery dantian in the lower abdomen, or the scorching or cool true qi roamed through the meridians around his body, creating an indescribable wonderful feeling, and he didn't know how long it took, the dantian in the lower abdomen was bulging and swelling, and there seemed to be signs of breakthrough.

Early in the morning of the second day, He An was startled when he saw Fan Dazhi's appearance, only to see that this thing had two dark circles under his eyes, as if he had not slept all night, his spirit was sluggish, and his mouth was yawning.

"Dazhi, are you uncomfortable somewhere? How did you do this? He An asked with a concerned face.

"I ...... I'm fine! Fan Dazhi replied listlessly with a very sad and innocent expression.

The two locked the door, the weather in early winter was sunny and cold, and the early morning sun shone on their bodies without a trace of warmth. Stepping on the path covered with hoarfrost to the dining room for breakfast, far away, Sun Biao stood at the door of the dining room with his arms in his arms, and when he saw He An, he raised his eyebrows and sneered.

Like yesterday, He An was expressionless, and still rejected the "War Book" handed over by the other party. Sun Biao pulled the fox fur that covered his cheeks, revealing a face as fierce as his name, with a contemptuous sneer on the corner of his mouth, and smacked it on the ground with a "phew".

This scene was naturally seen clearly by the students who came and went to eat, and soon the entire students of Zhixing Academy knew the whole incident.

All kinds of unbearable versions circulated, and many people began to laugh at He An's cowardice, and He An began to be pointed at behind his back when he walked on the road, but he was calm and calm, and he didn't seem to take it to heart at all.

During this period, Lu Zhengqing also approached He An and tried to help him stop Sun Biao from continuing this boring appointment, but He An thanked him and declined.

For many days in a row, Sun Biao persevered in handing over the "War Book" to He An in different places, at different times, and on different occasions, but without exception, He An still refused.

In this world, many things are addictive after a long time, such as music, such as gambling, such as giving people the "War Book", such as ...... Practice!

He An and Fan Dazhi have gradually become addicted to cultivation, and for more than ten consecutive days, except for classes and eating out, they almost stayed at home, practicing day and night.

He An's "Amazing Swordsmanship" has been practiced very skillfully, and he has also fought with the kendo teacher of the martial arts academy, but in the face of the opponent's rich combat experience, he is still at a disadvantage, and can only occasionally win one or two moves.

He knew that swordsmanship was the most difficult, and many kendo masters had spent their lives to become successful, and he was not in a hurry in his heart, and began to slowly study the book "Amazing Finger".

Fan Dazhi has been a little weird recently, and He An doesn't see how hard he works, more often this guy seems to be meditating with his eyes closed, and rarely hears his familiar snoring sound at night, but during the day, he often has two dark circles under his eyes, like a giant panda, as if he has never slept well every night. He followed He An like a stuffy gourd, went out to class every day, ate, went back to his room to sleep, meditate and meditate.

Just when He An was thinking about whether to ask a doctor to treat this guy, Fan Dazhi suddenly mysteriously pulled He An, who was practicing "Scattering with the Clouds" in the hall, one night, walked into the side room and sat down at the table, looking at the tea cup on the table in a daze.

He An looked surprised, and just wanted to ask out loud, but an unbelievable scene appeared in front of him!

I saw a tea cup fly up out of thin air, crossed a beautiful arc in the air, flew over the beam of the room very quickly, rolled around twice in the air, and finally slowly fell on the table, with a clang, Fan Dazhi said with relief: "Xiao An, I finally realized!"

"Divine manipulation?"

Seeing He An's shocked look, Fan Dazhi laughed proudly, and lowered his voice: "This...... It's really fun, you know, I've been releasing my consciousness every night lately, and it's like my eyes, and I can see a lot of things out there. ”

He picked up the teacup just now, poured a cup of tea, poured it down, and continued: "On the big tree not far from our window, there is an owl, which has caught seven mice in the past few nights. And what's more...... The guy with the pimple on his face in the front row of the dorm, huh...... It's the one who can draw, the male classmate sitting in front of you, he actually likes Ding Wenruo, I saw him hiding in the dormitory at night and secretly painting Ding Wenruo's portrait......" Speaking of this, Fan Dazhi laughed happily again.

"How can you see so far with your divine sense?" He An was shocked again, and his heart was extremely shocked.

"In the beginning, I could only use my divine sense to detect the distance of about three zhang nearby, but after this period of continuous attempts, I can probably reach the ...... Let's go to the nursery on the way to the canteen. Fan Dazhi thought about it seriously and said.

He An took a breath of cool air, nearly a hundred zhang away, this guy quietly cultivated his divine sense to this extent, no wonder he always had dark circles under his eyes recently, it turned out that he was happily cultivating this at night.

"How did you make it?" He An looked at the good brother's broad forehead, and for the first time felt that this guy was really a little incredible.

"I don't know, I just had a little comprehension of that "Metaverse Transformation", so I tried to release my divine sense, and I saw a mouse crawling outside the window......" Fan Dazhi scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

Then he seemed to think of something again, and said in a slightly obscene low voice on his face: "Cross the nursery on the canteen road, about a hundred zhang to the right, it seems to be ...... Women's dormitory, hey, hey, hey......"

He An was stunned, and looked at him with blazing eyes: "What do you want to do?" ...... with Divine Consciousness Pry? ”

Fan Dazhi's face turned red, touched his head and smiled.

He An Zhengse said: "Dazhi, don't have such dirty thoughts, once the inspection of the teaching is discovered, the punishment will definitely be much harsher than stealing food in your canteen, and I will be embarrassed at that time." Your divine sense is so strong, you can control flying swords. ”

Fan Dazhi put away his slightly obscene face, sat upright and looked like a decent man and gentleman, and said, "Brother, how can I be that kind of person?" I...... I don't like swords, I just think it's fun. ”

He propped his elbows on the table to support his round chin, and a rare trace of worry flashed on his chubby baby face, and said, "Xiao An, can you really beat that Sun Biao?"

He An pondered for a moment and said, "I don't have the certainty of winning, so I can only do my best, but it's not so easy for him to win against me." My uncle often said that martial arts are one way, one looks at talent, and the other looks at diligence, there is no difference between high and low exercises in the world, but there is a difference between good and evil in martial arts, even if the skills are not as good as others, but they can recognize their own shortcomings, and sooner or later they can surpass him......"