The etiquette of apprenticeship follows the rules of the end times.

Zhu Caiwei and Yang Guo each gave Yang Fan a cup of tea, bowed, and called out to the master. Even if the apprenticeship ceremony was officially completed, the relationship between master and apprentice was established.

In the end of the world, except for those families with long inheritance, who are still following the bad habit of inheriting martial arts, fathers and sons and grandsons, who are not exposed, the rest of the warriors, especially the academy warriors, have very openly on the inheritance of martial arts, so open that those families cannot help but send their children to school to study.

As long as your cultivation meets the requirements of practice and your credits or contributions can meet the redemption standards, even the prefecture-level martial arts will be open to any teacher and student in the school.

What Yang Fan now adheres to is the teaching rules of the South China Martial Arts School, which do not emphasize red tape, but only emphasizes the inheritance of martial arts.

He wanted to accept Yang Guo as his disciple several times. In addition to his insignificant selfishness, the most important thing was to cultivate a master-level spiritual master who could guard a city or a territory of Weizhen for the future human race.

Such a seed of genius is hard to come by. Since he has met it, he doesn't want to miss it.

"There is a method of internal practice in "Basic Ventilation". From today on, you two must take half an hour to practice in the morning and evening every day."

Yang Fan pulled his master's machine and passed on Zhu Caiwei and Yang Guo's watches the most basic practice method.

Zhu Caiwei curled her lips: "Master Yang, we already have all these. The day before yesterday, my grandfather sent us many skills, such as "Basic Ventilation", "Tortoise Breathing", "Moon Shadow", etc., a lot of them."

Yang Fan glared at her. It was not surprising that Zhu Caiwei had these skills. How could his granddaughter, who is so precious to Zhu Zhengqi, miss her good things?

"I know you have already had these skills, but it has been two days since you got them. Have you ever practiced them? Who has gotten them?"

Zhu Caiwei was dumbfounded, and Yang Guo stuck out her tongue gently.

They don’t have time to play every day, so how can they have the time to practice any messy martial arts?

If it weren't for the unlucky way, they would have encountered scary monsters one after another, and they wouldn't even worship Master Yang Fan.

"Your qualifications are all good, especially Yang Guo, who was only twelve years old and had his mental power voluntarily awakened his mental power. He was so talented that he almost caught up with his master. If he practiced "Basic Ventilation" seriously, his spirit and spiritual power resonate with him, it only takes a few minutes to practice this breathing method to master. But what about now?"

Yang Fan stared at Yang Guo with dissatisfaction, and said with a deep regret: "The spiritual power in your body has almost no improvement compared to two days ago. Have you never even watched the "Basic Tempering" technique?"

Yang Guo nodded embarrassedly, and Zhu Caiwei also looked embarrassed. Yang Fan was right. Since the old man passed the martial arts, they just glanced at the title of the book casually and gave up the name of "Basic Temperament".

Among the several martial arts, only "Moon Shadow" and "Beast Taming" are the two most interested, but these two martial arts are too profound. The two girls who have never been exposed to martial arts have no idea at all, and in the end they can only be left alone.

Seeing their expressions, Yang Fan couldn't help but sigh, and he knew that this would be the case.

No matter how good your talent is, it is useless to not have the proper skills to guide you.

"Basic Tengna" also has some other basic martial arts techniques, like a key. Through them, they can successfully open the door to communicate with the external spiritual power, so that spiritual power can flow into the body without any obstacles and strengthen one's body.

Only when you have a strong body and a stable foundation can you continue to practice other higher-level martial arts, and you will have the possibility of becoming a strong man in the future.

If you do not practice basic martial arts skills, you have not found a suitable practice method. You can only accumulate the concentration of spiritual power in your body by relying on normal breathing and breathing. It is the legendary god-level talent. Over time, you will become a waste of money and become nothing.

This is why Yang Fan has been promoting martial arts as a major reason why the rise of the human race is.

This is not his wishful thinking, but the most efficient, safest and reliable evolution path found by humans in the next hundred years after trying countless methods to stimulate the potential of the human body to promote the accelerated evolution of the human race.

That is why the Federation spared no effort to promote martial arts around the world, so the status of warriors among the human race becomes important. Therefore, even in the end of the day when the day is in danger, the federal government will spare no effort to promote twelve years of compulsory education in major towns.

The purpose is to discover and cultivate more young warriors and add more vitality to mankind in the end of the world.

"I don't care what you used to be, but now, as my Yang Fan's apprentice, you two can never be so decadent anymore!"

Yang Fan looked at the two apprentices with a majestic expression, pointed to the sofa in the living room, and said, "Now, you both will carefully read this basic exercise for me, and then try to practice it once. If you don't understand, you can ask me directly!"

"Who dares to be lazy, hum!"

Yang Fan snorted coldly, raised his arm to wave to the little cat next to him. The little cat jumped over, jumped onto his arm, and lay in his arms. Yang Fan raised his hand and stroked the little cat's head twice, then looked at Zhu Caiwei and the others sinisterly, and said, "I will let Xiaohua sleep with her tonight!"

The two female apprentices were so scared that they shivered and instantly felt that they had worshipped a demon master.

The two looked at each other, held hands and trotted back to the sofa in the living room, turned on their brains, and began to study hard.

"Ao~!"

The little cat glanced at Yang Fan with dissatisfaction. The owner of the sand sculpture, the tiger king would not sleep with two people.

Yang Fan slapped it casually. I was teaching my disciple a lesson. How could you interrupt?

"If you dare to scream like this, believe me or not!"

Seeing Zhu Caiwei and Yang Guo sit cross-legged on the sofa on the side and start the practice of "Basic Vent" and Yang Fan started a new round of special training for the kitten.

Afraid of affecting the apprentice's practice, Yang Fan began to turn to the cat's spirit and shocked: "It would be fine if you don't call dad, your current identity is a cat. You know how the cat calls. Come on, call it to the owner!"

The kitten instantly exploded, jumped out of Yang Fan's arms, staring at Yang Fan fiercely: "Silly human, don't go too far. Don't think that you can humiliate me by thinking of you as the master. Let me tell you, this king also has dignity!"

Dignity? What is that? Can it be eaten?

Yang Fan curled his lips.

However, this Siberian tiger is much more rebellious than the big black dog at home. It has suffered twice as much as the beast lock and is still silent. It refuses to call it dad, which makes Yang Fan a little admire it.

Unexpectedly, the little tiger, who was timid and afraid of death before, even resigned to his master to survive, had such a backbone side.

It's so challenging, Yang Fan was inexplicably excited!

"Is it because I am too kind to talk to my master like this? Or did I do something that makes you feel that I am reluctant to kill you?"

Yang Fan moved the little tiger to his own, pinched its neck with one hand, and activated the beast lock instantly.

The little tiger's limbs moved, his face was in pain and entangled. He opened his mouth and wanted to howl loudly, but his neck was pinched tightly by Yang Fan's hand, and he couldn't scream.

"Call dad, or learn to meow, choose one yourself!"

"Of course, you can choose neither. Let me see if I will let the trapped beast lock penetrate your brain core this time, making you immediately turn into a tiger meat hotpot?!"

The tiger king's body was suspended in the air without being controlled, his sharp teeth were slightly exposed, his eyes were covered with bloodshot. He stared at Yang Fan fiercely, as if he wanted to swallow him alive, and his anger almost soared into the sky.

"Meow!"

In just a moment, the crisp cry of the little cat sounded in Yang Fan's spiritual space, which was very pleasant.

When Yang Fan heard the sound, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and the proud cerebral axe finally chose to surrender.
Chapter completed!