The sword light flashed, the person followed the sword, and the person and the sword were mixed together.!

Fang Han raised his eyebrows. He had come into contact with sword techniques in the dream world, but that kind of sword is different from the Chinese sword. It is heavy and sharp, and is far inferior to that of agile.

The old man's swordsmanship was elegant and light, as if he had no lethality at all. His strong premonition made him pause and his hair stood up all over his body.

Mr. Ge didn't realize anything, and walked forward with great strides, shouting from afar: "Lao Jiang, I've given you an apprentice!"

The fat old man stopped his sword, picked up the scabbard from the stone table next to him, and slowly returned the sword to the scabbard and snorted slowly: "What's the hurry!... Come here!"

Mr. Ge took a few steps to approach and snorted, "Look, I'm not sure!"

Fang Han knew that the fat old man in front of him was Jiang Cheng, and was quite surprised. He originally thought that he should have a long body, long hands and feet, but he didn't expect that he had a short figure.

Jiang Cheng wore a white training suit, with a slightly round face, no beard under his jaw, and exuded an elegant temperament. He looked at Fang Han indifferently, with calm and deep eyes.

"Disciple Fang Han pays homage to Senior Jiang!" Fang Han bowed his fists.

Jiang Cheng waved his hand: "Don't rush to see you first. I will take the exam first. You can only enter my door if you pass the exam!"

"Please--!" Fang Han smiled.

Jiang Cheng looked at him, and Fang Han relaxed his body, but subconsciously was alert, as if he was pine but not pine, as if he was like a leopard.

"Good boy, he's a good fighter." Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "Have you ever killed someone?"

Fang Han was stunned for a moment, pondered for a moment, and slowly shook his head.

"Nonsense!" Jiang Cheng snorted: "You are hiding your murderous aura well. You are really fooled by ordinary people. You are a natural swordsman!"

"This kid has killed someone?" Mr. Ge turned his head to look at Fang Han: "No way?"

Jiang Cheng snorted: "This kid is a killing star. You are far from the ability to kill people. Look at him now, he is full of alert. You are so stupid that you don't feel anything."

"What does it feel?" Mr. Ge asked.

Jiang Cheng shook his head: "Forget it, I can't understand you, talk to Niu and talk to Qin!"

Mr. Ge looked at Fang Han, and Fang Han smiled bitterly and said, "Master didn't feel that he would rush over when he was stared at by something dangerous?"

Mr. Ge shook his head and frowned, "Lao Jiang, what the hell are you doing?"

Jiang Cheng waved his hand: "This is murderous aura. You can feel it if you can feel it. If you can't feel it, you can't feel it. It's useless to say it out loud. It's a kind of intuition."

"Forget it, then tell me, is he qualified?" Mr. Ge said angrily.

Jiang Cheng pondered for a moment, and suddenly slapped Fang Han's foot and slid away. Jiang Cheng then made a move, and his feet retreated quickly, his palms were like arrows, and his speed was extremely fast.

Fang Han only dodged and did not make any moves. He always dodged when he was unable to do so, and it was very dangerous. Mr. Ge watched from the side quickly and sweated his palms. He could not avoid the situation and this kid was indeed better than the blue one.

Jiang Chengshu stopped and laughed: "It's not bad, it's a good material!"

"Law Jiang stops talking big, can you beat him?" Mr. Ge snorted.

Jiang Cheng shook his head: "If there is no sword, I really can't beat him, but he has a sword..."

"Then try it with a sword!" Mr. Ge knew Jiang Cheng's skill was high, but he didn't know how high he was, so he was very curious.

Jiang Cheng waved his hand: "My sword is a killing sword technique, and it will cause blood to be exposed."

"Stop bragging, take out some amazing things and let me see." Mr. Ge said.

Fang Han hurriedly said, "Master, I am indeed no match for Senior Jiang!"

"Really?" Mr. Ge glared at him.

Fang Han smiled bitterly and nodded: "Once Senior Jiang takes the sword, it's really different, I'm no match for me!"

"It's easy to say that you are not an opponent, and it's not in vain to come and learn something." Mr. Ge nodded and felt that this disciple was very steady and would not lie.

Jiang Cheng nodded: "Okay, you can enter my school, but Lao Ge, let's talk first, he is just a registered name!"

"If you are registered, just register. Look at your stingyness!" Mr. Ge curled his lips.

Jiang Cheng snorted, "Aren't you the same?"

"Just look, this kid is a genius, you will regret it in the future!" Mr. Ge snorted.

Jiang Cheng laughed and said, "Then I'll wait!"

Mr. Ge turned his head and said, "Fang Han, study hard. If you don't understand anything, just ask. Don't be polite to him, do you know?"

"Yes, Master." Fang Han smiled.

Mr. Ge waved his hand and left the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

Jiang Cheng looked at Fang Han and nodded: "It seems that he has really practiced the Ge family's kung fu!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "That's why Master invited Senior Jiang."

"Well, you want to practice swords?"

Fang Han said: "Senior Jiang has any other skills?"

"Sword technique, boxing technique, palm technique, and elixir technique." Jiang Chengdao.

Fang Han pondered: "I want to improve my physical fitness, but I don't know what to learn."

"Physical quality?" Jiang Cheng shook his head and said, "You are already in great health, why are you practicing?"

Fang Han shook his head: "It's not good enough."

"Okay, then you can practice your palm technique first." Jiang Cheng said: "This set of cloud-pushing palm has limited lethality, and it is most useful to strengthen the body."

Jiang Cheng waved his hand: "Don't thank me, Old Man Ge exchanged with me. His Ge family's mental skills have unique secrets, otherwise you will not be able to practice this level!"

Fang Han smiled and nodded.

He knew that Jiang Cheng had not fully accepted himself and was still in the trading stage, but these were not important. The key was whether this inheritance would be fulfilled and give it to himself with all his heart.

This thought flashed through and was not revealed.

Jiang Cheng glared: "Do you suspect I will keep a move?"

Fang Han was stunned and smiled and said, "Senior Jiang is so awesome."

Jiang Cheng pointed at his eyes and snorted: "What I am most proud of in my life is these eyes. Whatever the other party wants can tell eight or nine points at a glance!"

Fang Han said: "Disciple does have doubts."

"I will exchange Lao Ge and pass on two kinds of martial arts. Now you have chosen the palm technique, what will you choose next?" Jiang Cheng waved his hand: "Don't worry, I won't keep one hand. Everything is passed on to you in a lot of books. It depends on your own ability to practice. Let me explain to you first that my best skill is swordsmanship."

Fang Han thought for a while: "Disciple wants to practice the palm technique first."

"Well, it's good, you can't chew too much!" Jiang Cheng nodded: "I'll pass it on to you today!"

He pointed to the stone chair next to him: "Sit down and talk."

Fang Han sat opposite him as he said, Jiang Cheng said, "My master was a Taoist priest and his family was poor when he was a child. He sent me to a Taoist temple. My master adopted me and passed on me to a military strategy and martial arts. Later, when the country was in trouble, I left my master and joined the army. With this skill, I killed the enemy and achieved everything I have today."

Fang Han nodded. Jiang Cheng said these things at the same time, without the old man's unique way of recalling the past. The calmness as usual shows that he is firm in his heart.

"At the beginning, my master said that I don't have to cherish my martial arts skills, but I can choose people and pass them on them as long as they don't pass them on to others." Jiang Cheng shook his head: "It's a pity that I have been busy and neglected to pass on their successors. Now that the martial arts of society are in decline, young people don't learn them, and the elderly only practice and play. I think I can't find anyone!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "There are still many young people who like martial arts." Go." Jiang Cheng shook his head and said, "There are very few young people like you."

Fang Han smiled and nodded. This is a fact. It is very hard to practice real martial arts, and there is no future and no rewards after practicing. It is difficult to persist in the motivation just by interest.

"I told Lao Ge to only exchange two kinds of martial arts. As long as you practice well, it is not impossible to pass the rest to you. The premise is to satisfy me, otherwise I will only pass on two kinds of martial arts!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "Thank you, Senior Jiang."

"I feel at ease with my character of Lao Ge's disciple. It depends on your understanding of martial arts. I have a good idea of ​​this set of cloud-pushing palms." He stood up and started practicing lightly.

Fang Han stared at it carefully, Jiang Cheng's palms were gentle, and his feet were floating as if he was standing on the riverside, with an elegant and gentle temperament.

Fang Han exclaimed while experiencing and feeling Jiang Cheng's way of using force. His movements were soft and it was difficult to see how he used force.

"Okay, you practice it." Jiang Cheng stopped and turned around to let Fang Han come.

Fang Han thought for a while and started practicing slowly. He remembered the first ten moves, but didn't remember the last fourteen moves, so he could only think about it.

"Not bad!" Jiang Cheng nodded with satisfaction.

He looked at Fang Han up and down: "It seems that you have touched the way of internal martial arts. It is rare to be able to understand this at a young age!"

Young people are full of energy and strong, and often only know how to move forward but not retreat. They try hard but do not know how to use softness. They practice boxing techniques such as Tai Chi are also full of strength. They realize that softness but cannot understand softness. This is determined by the accumulation of time and the experience of people's hearts and minds. They are the innate limitations of human beings.

Fang Han can break through the innate limitations, which is the so-called martial arts genius.

Fang Han smiled: "It's just a lucky person."

Jiang Cheng said: "Yang is born and Yin dies, and all those who realize Yin are lucky. You are lucky. You are lucky. You can practice this set of palm techniques well."

He took apart one by one and carefully corrected Fang Han's movements.

The two of them taught and learned one by one. Before they knew it, half a day passed, the sunset was setting, and the sky to the west was gorgeous, dyeing the woods next to them red.

At this moment, a roar came from afar, and then a Cayenne rushed into the gate, rushed to them with great momentum, and ended abruptly.

A slim girl emerged from the car, over twenties, wearing casual clothes, beautiful and beautiful, round and big eyes, small nose and small mouth, and charming.

The two contradictory temperaments of softness and ability are well rubbed on her, forming a unique charm.

"Comrade Chief, Jiang Xiaowan reports to you!" She came to Jiang Cheng, raised her chest and saluted her military salute.

Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "Stupid girl, why did she come back suddenly?"

Jiang Xiaowan held his arm with a smile and shook it: "Why, don't you welcome me back?"

"Of course, welcome, warm welcome!" Jiang Cheng said with a smile: "If you have something to ask me again?"

"Dad——, who do you think of me!" Jiang Xiaowan shook his arm and said angrily: "I just miss you, so come back and take a look!"

"Really?" Jiang Cheng looked at her suspiciously.

"It's true!" Jiang Xiaowan nodded vigorously.

"Okay, then." Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "We will only talk about family matters today, not business matters!"
Chapter completed!