"Master, just tell me, don't sell it. ”

Wang Yu was very helpless to be photographed, the old man had a black hand and a heavy thief, and it would hurt for a long time to beat him.

Chen Dazhui snorted coldly, "In the eyes of ordinary people, it is the middle finger, but in the eyes of clever swordsmen, it is a long sword that stands up to the sky and the earth!"

Wang Yu only felt that a lot of words were stuck in his throat, and he didn't know whether to spit them out or not.

Seeing him like this, Chen Dazhui sneered: "What, don't you believe it?"

"Master, whatever you say is what you say, how dare the apprentice. ”

"Let me show you. ”

Chen Dazhui stretched out his middle finger and placed it on the table a little. I saw that the desktop, which was difficult to cut into with a knife, was like tofu, and a small hole was poked out silently.

Wang Yu was dumbfounded, stepped forward and grabbed the finger, looking up and down, "So powerful?"

Chen Dazhui pouted and said, "What is this, there are more powerful ones, you can see it." ”

I saw that the middle finger waved outward, and there were ripples in the air, and the cyan semicircular sword gang flew out directly, slashing at the wall outside, cutting a wound more than a foot long.

"So powerful?"

Wang Yu was convinced, before Li Yi said how powerful Chen Dazhui was, it just gave him an impression, but now that he has seen it with his own eyes, he can really understand the sharpness in it.

"Do you want to learn?"

"No~ uh! I think, Master, I want to learn!"

Chen Dazhui snorted coldly, "I don't want to teach me if you want to learn it, if it weren't for your master's sake, I wouldn't have passed on this swordsmanship to you." ”

Wang Yu was worried about his hair, but he made an expression of amazement on his face, "Master, your hand is really amazing, and you deserve to be a famous master in the rivers and lakes." ”

Faced with his apprentice's sycophancy, Chen Dazhui gladly accepted, "I learned three tricks back then, but there is only one trick that I can teach you, and that is the one just now." ”

Wang Yu was a little dazed, and raised his middle finger and shook it.

Syllable!

Chen Da Hammer slapped him on the head, "What do you think, I can point out the sword with my hand, the sword with chopsticks, the sword from the branches, and even the sword from the mouth, this is the level of my qi machine to a certain level." If you want to learn, you still have to practice with the sword honestly. ”

"I see. Wang Yu asked, "Is this trick famous?"

"Well, the old man who taught me swordsmanship didn't say that your master and I didn't read anything, so I named him Sanjin. ”

"Three catties, three catties of pig iron?"

Syllable!

"Three catties of sword qi, stupid!" Chen Dazhui said angrily: "I was not very talented back then, and the old man said that I couldn't learn advanced swordsmanship, so I could only use the most primitive, stupid and stupid way to practice swords." ”

"This move is practiced to a high depth, and it can make you contain three catties of sword qi in your body. When a sword is handed out against the enemy, the sky is full of sword energy, not only the group attack is invincible, but also the fight with people, to fight more and less, take advantage of it. ”

Wang Yu still didn't quite understand, "Can the sword qi also be called a catty?"

"It's just a metaphor, you kid won't teach you anymore if you talk nonsense. ”

Wang Yu hurriedly shut up, "I will learn, I will learn, and I will ask the master for guidance." ”

Chen Dazhui exhaled, got up and walked to the backyard, and didn't know where to pull out a wooden sword.

"Look, I'll show you how to practice. ”

He walked to a clearing with a wooden sword, "This move is very simple, it is to slash from the top down." ”

As he spoke, he raised the wooden sword high, then opened his eyes angrily and slashed down, and a whistling sounded in the air.

This time, no sword qi came out.

Wang Yu stepped forward to take the wooden sword and said curiously, "In this way, you can cultivate the sword qi?"

"How is it possible, practicing the Fa is just practicing the Fa, exercising the body. Wait a minute, I'm teaching you a set of breathing techniques, you cooperate with this move, and the body is suitable for sword qi, let's move on to the next step. ”

As he spoke, he talked about all kinds of things to pay attention to when swinging the sword, especially the supporting breathing method, which was even more reminded.

"You must do what I say, otherwise you will waste time at least and diverge your anger at worst, causing your body to become weaker and weaker the more you practice. ”

Wang Yu nodded, signaling that he knew.

In fact, until now, he is still very hesitant whether he should practice or not. If you don't pay attention to the scale, won't you get bald the more you practice?

But looking at Chen Dazhui's eyes on the side, with a posture of staring at him, I am afraid that he will not be able to escape.

According to the breathing method above, when Wang Yu raised his sword and slashed, he had to reverse his usual habits. You can't hold your breath and you can't breathe too hard.

Three times in a row, I didn't find the trick, and I felt twisted no matter how I swung it.

"It's uncomfortable, right, you practice hard, I'll go back and take a nap." ”

Chen Dazhui slipped away after throwing down this sentence, leaving Wang Yu alone outside, stupidly waving his sword and breathing.

From the time of the battle to the time of the son, he swung his sword non-stop. After all, I got used to the breathing method taught by Chen Dazhui, and at the same time, I felt that my muscles were heating up and swelling.

However, as soon as his movements were deformed, or his breathing was scrambled, the feeling was gone.

He practiced until he couldn't lift his arms, and then Wang Yu stopped moving. I went to the backyard to take a shower, and washed the master and my own clothes, and the town was already silent.

The silver moonlight sprinkled down, and the small courtyard showed a different scenery from usual. Countless stars in the sky were twinkling, and when he looked up, Wang Yu felt that his whole body was not so uncomfortable.

Out of his mind, he seemed to see a bronze gate. An unknown monster was carved on the door, looking up at the sky and roaring.

Just by looking at it, there is a rebellious air rushing towards the face.

Suddenly, Wang Yu seemed to see the door move slightly, and a small opening was revealed in the crack of the originally closed door, and endless scorching air currents leaked out from it.

At this moment, his whole body seemed to be in magma, his flesh and bones seemed to be melting, and he was in great pain, but he couldn't make a sound.

Fortunately, the pain came inexplicably, and it went quickly.

When Wang Yu came back to his senses, he found that he was lying on the ground, covered in cold sweat and soil, slimy, and very uncomfortable.

He touched his head and accidentally tore off a large handful of hair.

“......”

"Ahh

Chen Dazhui, who was lying in the house, was startled and hurriedly ran out.

I saw Wang Yu sitting on the ground, looking at the hair in his hand heartbroken.

"What's wrong? Howling in the middle of the night!"

"Master, my hair, my hair is out!"

Chen Dazhui stepped forward to take a look, reached out and pulled it on his head, and accidentally tore off a large handful of hair.

Wang Yu: "......"

"Well, isn't it just a little hair, although it's not good to turn around at a young age, but as men who stand up to the sky, this little thing is nothing. ”

He waved his hand and pressed the hair back in his hand again, "It's okay, it's okay, I'll go to sleep first." ”

Wang Yu was overwhelmed with grief and indignation, he thought that as long as he didn't break through the boundary, this kind of thing would not happen, but he didn't expect that he had just started practicing swords, and his hair was about to leave him.

With grief and indignation in his heart, he rubbed his hands on his head until he rubbed out a big bald head, and he didn't stop.

"My poor hair!"

With tears in his eyes, Wang Yu picked up the hair that fell on the ground one by one, found a small cloth bag in the house, and sat there speechless for a long time.

In Chen Dazhui's bedroom, he grabbed his head, and the resistance on his hand was so kind and happy.

"Fortunately, the old man's hair hasn't happened yet. ”