Time flies, and a few days pass.

Since Fang Zhongjin got the permission of the master of the lower court, Nong Yingjie, he had to teach an advanced little grappler.

This kung fu is the path of hand-to-hand combat. Specializes in shrinking the vital points of the enemy.

In the past, Fang Zhongjin was all self-taught, and the moves he learned were all open and closed.

If the enemy is close in front of them, they often rely on their own eyes and quick hands to hit the enemy's life.

So Fang Zhongjin has never encountered any masters, so he has never encountered setbacks.

It's just that he knows in his heart that there are still many flaws and omissions in his martial arts. If you meet a real martial arts master one day, you will probably suffer.

Fortunately, after coming to Huashan, although he had other plans, he was crooked, and learned some exercises from the lower courtyard that he had not been involved in in the past.

Since Fang Zhongjin and the three of them learned this little grappler, the other two have also been like treasures and have studied hard. And Fang Zhongjin is even more lean.

The rest of the lower court disciples were naturally envious in their hearts, and the one who was even more shocked in their hearts was the lower court master Nong Yingjie.

Although Nong Yingjie breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he taught the little grappler to the three people from the Inhuman Pavilion. But he didn't teach Huashan Nei Gong Mental Method.

It's just that on the grounds of "entering the body from skills", they are only taught some simple martial arts.

Now the more he watched Fang Zhongjin practice, the more surprised he was in his heart. If this son hadn't learned how to grab a little grappling before, he would have been a natural martial arts wizard.

Nong Yingjie and Qiu Songhe, the head of Huashan, were among the top hopes of the Huashan faction back then.

In terms of exhaustive calculations, Nong Yingjie thinks that he is not as good as Qiu Songhe. But in terms of martial arts talent, it was still Nong Yingjie who was better than half of the year.

It's just a small grappler that the two of them learned together back then, and it took Nong Yingjie half a month to learn this kung fu proficiently. It took Qiu Songhe five more days than him to realize the essence of this grappler.

And the young man in front of him only took three days!

Three days is difficult for ordinary people to just connect the moves with pure ~ familiarity. And the small grappling hand that "Tuo Nansheng" uses today is not only smooth and beautiful, but also accurate in strength. It is also the real essence of the small grappling - "controlling the enemy with strength".

"Inch strength" refers to the short, brittle burst of power that occurs when attacking an opponent in a very short distance, and suddenly accelerates and contracts the muscles of the body when the move is completed.

The mystery of this is difficult to understand, even if you show it to your fingers. You can only understand it on your own. Therefore, those who have no qualifications may not be able to practice martial arts to perfection in their lives, because they have been inferior to others from the very beginning.

Nong Yingjie watched every time "Tuo Nan Sheng" made a move, he could hear the faint sound of breaking the air from his knuckles. Nong Yingjie suppressed the horror in his heart. When he said that he wanted to teach the three of them more advanced martial arts, it was all because he was temporarily negative in his heart.

But at this time, Nong Yingjie couldn't help but be afraid of this young descendant. I'm afraid that one day, even if they use their Huashan faction's strength, they won't be able to help him.

Damn, so what! Wouldn't it be better if the Huashan Sect was destroyed now?

A bad thought suddenly rose in Nong Yingjie's heart. The evil fire burned, and his eyes were blood-red.

In the end, he suppressed all kinds of thoughts in his heart, returned to his calm, and said: "Sure enough, it is terrifying, today~ You have practiced really well." Let's take a break, and you'll take care of this place for me. I still have to go back beforehand. ”

After saying that, he glanced at the disciples on the martial arts training ground, and then licked ~ with a big belly and left.

The disciples of the lower courtyard have long been accustomed to the fact that this master is the latest to come and the earliest to leave. I don't care about anything, and I don't expect the master to really teach them any real skills.

Only then, the new "Tuo Nan Sheng" with his two followers, was allowed to a higher level of martial arts on the first day.

Now he is assigned by the master to supervise their martial arts training.

This really made the old disciples who had been in the lower courtyard for several years blush.

It's a pity that in terms of strength, "Tuo Nan Sheng" is too strong. In terms of luck, he is like a heavenly help.

Jiang Lerong's guy has tried to knock him down three or four times, but he has lifted a stone to shoot himself in the foot again and again.

Now that guy is so angry and anxious that he doesn't even want to come to practice martial arts every day. Fortunately, Master Nong Yingjie never cared about whether they worked hard or not, and he didn't see Jiang Lerong for a few days, and he didn't ask a word more.

When their master Nong Yingjie walked away for a while, five people suddenly came from afar.

The disciples of the lower courtyard were originally careless about practicing, but when they saw five people walking towards them, they all squinted their eyes to look.

After a while, a disciple with the best eyesight saw the description of the visitor, spat on the ground, and said, "Those bastards in the middle courtyard are here again. ”

When the rest of the lower court disciples heard his words, they all showed angry expressions.

One person scolded: "These rabbit cubs always wait for the master to leave, and they will come to talk about it." ”

Another person hated: "Could it be that if the master is here, he will help us out?"

The previous man's voice was also lowered, but he just muttered, "It also depends on the owner to beat the dog." If the master is there, they will not dare to come. ”

As he spoke, five people in the distance had already come closer.

Although these five people wore the same colors as the disciples of the lower court, the spirit and spirit of the whole body were not comparable to the disciples of the lower court at first glance.

The first of these five people looks good-looking, and it looks like some rich and noble people.

Before he could get closer, he could see him smiling triumphantly. When he got closer, he said to this group of lower courtyard disciples: "It's been a long time, how many of your brothers' kung fu have improved?"

One of the disciples in the lower courtyard didn't need to be polite to him, and said to him bluntly: "There is no growth, get out of here!"

When the visitor heard this, he was not annoyed, but looked up to the sky and laughed for a while, and said, "What's the matter? Kung Fu has not grown, but his temper has been rising." ”

After saying that, he glanced around at the disciples of the lower courtyard, and finally his gaze stayed on Fang Zhongjin and the three of them, and said, "I heard that there are three new disciples in the lower courtyard, and Nong Yingjie actually taught them a small grappling hand on the second day. Is that just the three of you?"

Everyone was silent, and the person who came said to himself: "So don't always think that Nong Yingjie has a bad conscience, or that you yourself have no ability and are wasted." Otherwise, why do others learn kung fu as soon as they come, and you have all been here for a few years, and you are still opening up your arm fist?"

These words really spoke to the sore spot of this group of lower court disciples. Although the crowd gritted their teeth with hatred, they had nothing to refute.

In the end, a disciple of the lower courtyard said hatefully: "Wen Luo, you bastard, what kind of fart do you want to put here!

The disciple known as Wen Luo said unhurriedly, "I don't have anything important to do, I just want to inform you." Several of us brothers were about to be sent down the mountain by the master to entrust them with important tasks. As the parting is imminent, the brothers in the middle court finally care about the feelings of the same family and want to hold a farewell banquet for me. When the time comes, please don't be polite to the brothers in the lower house, and come to the banquet to sit. ”