Han Yi split an incense stick in half with another sword, turned on the light, looked at the incense that was still burning in the two halves, and thought: "Sure enough, the kung fu is the same to a certain extent, and the splitting fist has the strength of the axe, and my sword splitting is almost the same as the splitting fist of the Five Elements Fist." ”

Han Yi extinguished the incense head, threw it into the garbage pot, and went out of the house, splitting the incense head was completed, and he could practice the second step, and he could split mung beans.

The next morning, Han Yi told his grandfather that he would stop practicing splitting incense and would change to splitting mung beans. Grandpa nodded and said he understood.

There are still mung beans at home, and grandpa got them out first, and then bought some from each family. After the three of them ate, Han Yi asked Han Xiaoye to help him practice and throw mung beans into the air.

Seeing Han Xiaoye's reluctant appearance with a pout, Han Yi pointed his finger at her head and said, "Okay, okay, I'll give you pocket money tomorrow!

"Hehe!" Han Xiaoye smiled, as treacherous as a little fox, Han Yi ignored her and looked at the table below, at this time, it had just passed half past six, and when he walked out of the house, he saw that the sky outside was still very bright, but it was a little yellow.

Han Yi found the mung beans that his grandfather had made, put them in a large iron basin, and found a stool, and brought them out of the house to put on them, so that Han Xiaoye could easily pick them up.

When everything was ready, Han Yi stood in the courtyard with a sword, Han Xiaoye was on the side, picked up a mung bean, and looked at Han Yi strangely.

Han Yi naturally knew her thoughts, and she just wanted to make things difficult for him, so she snorted coldly and said angrily: "You throw it away, if you make trouble, I won't give you pocket money!"

"Hmph!" Han Xiaoye pouted dissatisfiedly, "Are you okay, grinding and chirping!"

Han Yi took a horse step, held the sword across his waist with both hands, took a deep breath, and then nodded at Han Xiaoye.

Sou!

Han Xiaoye shook his hand and directly threw a mung bean to a height of more than one meter in front of Han Yi.

Han Yi's eyes brushed, and he looked over like an eagle, and saw a small black dot reflected in the blue sky, falling downward, his belly shook instantly, his body crackled, and the sword in his hand went out.

Whoosh!

After three consecutive sounds, Han Yi put away his sword and went to find the mung bean that he had slashed with his horizontal sword just now.

Han Xiaoye found the mung bean one step ahead of him, and picked it up on the ground to see that the mung bean, which was originally round, had a sword edge on it, as if it had been cut off, and the round end was completely cut off.

"Brother, look. Han Xiaoye took the mung bean and put it in Han Yi's palm.

Han Yi took it and looked at it, "Sure enough, it wasn't split in half, it seems that splitting mung beans is not such a simple thing······ However, I will see that thousands of them, tens of thousands, tens of thousands, I will definitely be able to cut the mung beans in two!"

Han Yi had confidence, so he asked Han Xiaoye to continue throwing mung beans, and he slashed with a sword.

After splitting more than a dozen swords, Han Yi had a new understanding, "How can this splitting method of me holding the sword across my waist be similar to the point sword momentum in the twenty-four sword potentials, is there anything similar?"

Han Yi contemplated it, and when more than a dozen swords were slashed out, Han Yi asked Han Xiaoye to stop and rest, and he was thinking about the sword technique of the sword momentum.

Point Sword Momentum: That is, point the sword and stab also. The law can be played into the snatch, the right foot and the right hand pull the grass to find the snake momentum, and step forward to the royal car grid, view.

"The next sword potential of the point sword potential can be connected to the royal car grid, the grid method, is to let go of the sword posture, and the royal car grid is the defensive sword posture of the middle line, that is to say, the method of the point sword potential should fall on the four words of pulling the grass and looking for the snake. Yes, this sword momentum is a follow-up move to raise the peak momentum, and a counterattack between the peak momentum and the royal car grid change move, this is the sword momentum!"

Han Yi thought about the sword momentum, and instantly had an understanding, so he was overjoyed, "But if I understand the truth, it doesn't mean that I can split the mung bean in half in an instant, just like the six swords of Xingyi Fist are divine consciousness visualizations, and the twenty-four sword potentials are physical cultivation, these are two truths." However, although it cannot be confused, when it comes to summarizing one's own body, there is an experience, and under hard practice, there will definitely be gains!"

Han Yi was excited, so he pulled Han Xiaoye to continue his cultivation, slashing mung beans with a sword.

In this way, another five days passed, and in the past five days, Han Xiaoye kept complaining about Han Yi, in addition to Han Yi's arm being sore and swollen, Han Xiaoye's arm was also swollen, Han Yi knew that this was because one was because he swung his sword too many times, and the other was because he threw mung beans too many times.

Neither of them carefully counted how many mung beans were thrown, but the mung beans in the big iron basin were changed in one pot a day, and it was five pots in five days.

And one day the yelling donkey in the yard seemed to be unable to stand the seduce of mung beans, broke free of the reins and ran out, and ate the mung beans scattered on the ground in the past few days.

But for a few days, the yard could smell the smell of mung bean donkey dung from the donkey shed, and the old yellow dog was even more so, he didn't eat for a day or two, and then called the veterinarian in the village to come over and a dog and a donkey each got a needle, which got better.

This thing made Han Xiaoye happy enough, Han Yi also knew the truth of going too far, so he was not desperately practicing sword splitting mung beans, anyway, in the past five days, ten mung beans Han Yi has been able to split six of them in half, the probability is fifty percent, as for splitting flies, Han Yi specially went to the toilet for an interview, the probability of success is less than one percent, mainly because flies are faster than his sword, and the induction is also amazing, as soon as he swings his sword, he immediately changes the speed and direction, so after trying it, Han Yi gave up first.

"Maybe I won't have a chance to cut the fly in two when I throw any mung bean into the air with a sword!" Han Yi thought, "Gao Yueyin called, saying that he was leaving tomorrow, it happened to be Saturday, and it was time to see him, so it would be a farewell." ”

On Saturday, the weather eased a little, Han Yi took the afternoon car with a sword box to Xixian, the sun was scorching, and there were not many people outside on the streets of Xixian, and the county was steaming in the heat, like a cage with a fire underneath.

He got out of the car at the entrance of the hospital and walked straight to the wooded area.

He thought that when he first met Gao Yueyin, it seemed that it was also today, but at that time he was still in class, and he had not yet had a summer vacation, and now the summer vacation was about to pass.

Han Yi walked, the crops on both sides of the path were harvested very early, maybe on the edge of the county seat, and the autumn harvest was the first, and because there was a small amount of watered land here, the growth rate was faster than that of ordinary fields, and the natural ripening speed was also fast.

A large area of crops was cut down, and the bare ground was exposed, which was dried and cracked in just a few days, plus some crops that had not yet been harvested, and the leaves were also wilting and hanging silently in place.

Han Yi walked towards the forest area, just around a crop field, his ears twitched, and he heard the sound of running from behind him, as soon as he heard it, he knew that the steps were very crisp, and there were still a lot of people, and then turned his head to look, and saw that more than a dozen men suddenly appeared, combing short flat hair, wearing vests, everyone was holding a long strip of newspaper in their hands, and was running towards him.

"Who are these people?"

Han Yi was startled, and saw that the people on the other side saw Han Yi turn around, and they sped up one by one, and suddenly rushed, tearing the newspaper in their hands while rushing, Han Yi looked at it, the newspaper was torn apart, and what was exposed inside was a bright machete.

As soon as the machete was revealed, more than a dozen men shouted: "Hack him to death!"